Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

The young man with half-colored hair was involuntarily stiff.

He did think about the whereabouts of his pet, and he also saw how the milk cat escaped smoothly in the surveillance video at the door of the room.But he didn't expect that the other party really followed the route he walked yesterday, and once again came to this detective agency where people with supernatural abilities gathered.

Sigma looked very disturbed.

The milk cat with jet-black fur was constantly waving its cat-maow fist, dominating the head of the curly-haired young man who was bullied by it yesterday.From time to time, it leaned down and bit the root of the opponent's hair, like pulling weeds in the garden, frantically pulling them out.

The young man in the camel-colored windbreaker who was tossed miserably by it kept uttering strange screams of "Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu". He could only try in vain to get the milk cat off his head, but he could only be bullied even harder by the other party.

"Mr. Actor, this is really rude, come down quickly—" Sigma, who witnessed all this, rushed forward immediately.But he was afraid that his strength would hurt the three-month-old kitten, so he could only move as lightly as possible, holding the opponent's armpit, and tried to separate the cat from the cat.

"Meow!" The milk cat let out a shrill scream without warning, its four paws tightly hooked Dazai Osamu's hair, turned his head and bit the young man's fingertips fiercely.

Suddenly being attacked by his own cat owner, Sigma withdrew his hand in pain and temporarily stopped his movements.

Once again, Osamu Dazai yelled loudly, "Don't grab it, ehhhhhh──"

"Meow!!" The milk cat couldn't bear to lag behind, and let out a scream that was sharper than before, and refused to let go of its claws.

"I always feel that this scene was staged yesterday." Junichiro Tanizaki, who was forced to watch the farce all day and had finished sorting out all the documents, murmured.

The cat is obedient even if it says it is, but it can't be quiet for the president who hates cats.Fukuzawa Yukichi, who managed to touch the cat, was in an unusually good mood these two days even though he still looked serious on the surface.

However, such a well-behaved cat took pleasure in teasing Dazai Osamu, and even messed up Kunikida Doppo's desk several times in just two days.It also always has that innocent appearance, making it difficult for people to even reprimand them.

"Why does it always want to catch me?!" Osamu Dazai, who had been pestered by the milk cat for a whole day, had a hint of collapse in his tone.He struggled to protect his wet hair from being licked, and lay down on the table, squeezing the already messy documents to the ground.

The black briquette dodged another attempt by Sigma, letting out a warning mingled with discontent.

"Meow-"

"Hmm... that's strange, I didn't have such a big temper yesterday, why did I suddenly have such a reaction..." Forced to retract his tentative hands, the young man blinked his pale gray eyes, standing on the ground with a headache land.

At least yesterday, the pet cat he had raised for a short time hadn't shown such disgust.

"This reaction... is obviously unwilling."

Tanizaki Junichiro poked his head out from behind the computer, watched the farce not far away across two desks, and speculated: "Did Mr. Sigma touch other cats before coming here?"

It is normal for a kitten to throw a tantrum if it smells of other cats.

The girl in the sailor suit who was sitting at the desk next to her moved her seat, taking advantage of the gap between the other party's words, she jumped on the casually dressed young man, "Maybe this kid is unexpectedly possessive, isn't it, brother?" grown ups?"

"Na, Naomi...don't be like this, there's a guest—"

Attracted by the noise from the other side of the room, Sigma turned his head away and murmured with a blank expression on his face.

"Are you two brothers and sisters..."

He heard the conversation between the two, but he became suspicious of their behavior that was clearly out of bounds compared to normal siblings. His brain was confused for a while, and he didn't know how to face it.

Kunikida Doppo, who worked hard, pushed his glasses and kindly reminded: "Don't pay too much attention to it, just ignore it."

"Um……"

Facing the admonition of this superhuman, Sigma nodded obediently.Even though his curiosity almost overwhelmed him, he didn't make any more inquiries.

For an "ordinary person", people with supernatural powers are an existence that is difficult to touch in their daily life, and it is very normal to feel nervous.

"Before I came here, I had seen Mr. Pandora's new pet. Is this the reason?"

He took a deep breath, carefully stretched out a hand, and tried to touch the tense black cat, "Mr. Actor."

"what!"

The milk cat's pink nose moved slightly, as if it was sniffing the breath on that hand.But soon, the soft hair all over his body exploded, making a sound that only appeared when threatening the enemy.

With helplessness written all over the young man's face, he withdrew his hand awkwardly, "It seems so..."

He has an aura that makes the black cat feel uneasy, which is why the other party rejects him so much, even if Osamu Dazai is caught until he gives up resistance, he will not rashly approach Sigma who came after him.

"You said Pandora, did that Transcendent come to Yokohama too?" Yosano Akiko's expression fell into deep thought. Compared with the farce in front of her, she paid more attention to some information unintentionally revealed in the youth's words .

Every move of the transcendent has attracted the attention of those with supernatural powers, not to mention that Pandora's Actor is the only transcendent exposed in the world.If such a person comes to Yokohama, it is impossible for the Armed Detective Agency not to get information, so why did Sigma see it here?

The young man's expression was a bit dazed, he scratched his cheeks to conceal his restraint, and answered the other party's question seriously, "Uh, I'm not very clear about this, I just saw it in the staff lounge in the store. The other party's new pet."

"Could it be just a mistake? After all, if it's an animal, it's hard to distinguish the appearance of the same species?" Tanizaki Naomi guessed after finally settling down.

"No, this is the only one I will never admit to being wrong." The young man with white hair and lavender hair had a firm tone.

"Mr. Pandora's new pet is a giant mouse that has been affected by the Chernobyl nuclear radiation. It is as big as a beaver. And under normal circumstances, no one keeps a mouse that doesn't wear a small cape. Bar."

"That seems to be the reason." Osamu Dazai, who had been tossed so hard by the milk cat, said in a muffled voice, and slowly raised his head from the table.

The milk cat took advantage of the opportunity to jump onto his shoulders, grabbing the jacket firmly to prevent itself from falling with Dazai Osamu's movements.

A dark light of unknown meaning glides through the depths of his eyes, as if he is very interested in the mouse that the young man mentioned, but no one can discover this.

Sigma showed a look of embarrassment, facing Osamu Dazai who suddenly restrained all his expressions, he inadvertently shuddered, "What should I do... this gentleman──"

"Just call me Dazai."

"Then, Dazai-san."

He still maintained his honorific title, and didn't completely follow what the other party said, showing a disturbed look as always.

Except for the two, no one would know what kind of heavy aura permeated between them.

Sigma smiled apologetically, "Could you please take Mr. Actor in for a little while today, as my entrustment to the detective agency. In its current state, I have no way to bring it home."

"Mia~"

The milk cat at the center of the storm blinked, as if echoing something.

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[Private chat with "Kindly Russian Rice Ball"]

The kind Russian rice ball: Xiu Zhi, what's the matter with you.

Kind Russian rice ball: Didn’t you say that two Osamu Dazai cannot coexist together? What’s your situation today. [Cheek.jpg]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Ah... because I am not Osamu Dazai now, I am Pandora's Actor.

Kind Russian rice balls: So it's Osamu Dazai's real father?

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: That's right, as long as I change my identity and get along with my past self, there will be no problem at all.

Kind Russian rice ball: Is it really because of getting old? [Calm down and drink tea.jpg]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: I am only eighteen this year!

Good-hearted Russian rice ball: Physically eighteen, mentally over 30, counting the time without memory, he is already a grandfather who is almost 60 years old.

Kind Russian rice ball: Dazai-kun's father, is there anything else you want to say?

Humanoid Self-propelled Bandage Essence: Hmm... I find that you have become more and more like a grandfather recently. [pointing point.jpg]

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: Obviously at the beginning, he was still interested in eating melons and watching the show, but later on he became less and less willing to move, holding a pot of black tea mixed with wine, he could sit around all day, unless necessary script content Will be dedicated for a while...

Kind Russian rice balls: After all, I am getting old and a little tired.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: So Fei Jia, are you counting down the days until you retire?

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: almost, just wait for everything to end and start a leisurely retirement life.

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: But the job of being a member of a detective agency cannot be idle at all.

Kind Russian Rice Balls: It’s better than it is now. [Dead Eyes.jpg]

……

Following himself in the past time period, Shuji Tsushima, who came to the detective agency dormitory, turned over and lay flat on the tatami in a different posture.

He closed the chat panel with his lover, and began to check the specific situation of Butei Zai's dormitory through the small map.In addition to a few bottles of sake and cans hidden in the deepest part of the cabinet, the most abundant bandages in the room, obviously, the title of bandage waste device is not without foundation.

I have to mention that Osamu Dazai, who left the port mafia, is really poor. His only salary in the detective agency is probably to buy these three items.

Bandages, canned crabmeat, wine.

It's no wonder that my past self would owe money in various places. After buying these necessary supplies, I'm afraid there will be no money left to eat.

If you are still in the port mafia, it is logical to steal the card that won you...

There was silence in the house.

Osamu Dazai's expression is no longer as relaxed and happy as usual. Since he brought this milk cat back to his dormitory, he has completely taken off the mask he used for camouflage, showing his truest side.

He twisted the rusty lock on the door of the room, turned around, and stared at the black cat rolling around in this small dormitory, "Okay, there are only two of us now."

"Meow?" Shuji Tsushima tilted his head, and began to pretend to be stupid.

Osamu Dazai sat down, looking as if he was about to stand in a stalemate, and said softly with no expression on his face: "You came home with me on purpose, aren't you going to say something?"

"Meow---"

Shuji Tsushima, who looked like a black cat, dragged his voice deliberately, and he walked gracefully to the closet where Osamu Dazai kept canned crab meat.Stretched furry paws resting on the cabinet door, the intention is very obvious.

It's no use trying to make him talk easily without bribing him with cans.

"whispering sound."

Osamu Dazai's expression was very dissatisfied, and reluctantly took out a can of his few stocks, and put it in front of the happy-looking milk cat.

The other party immediately came forward with a meow, his small face buried in the can, and he ate with great relish.

Thanks to the timely patching, the canned food that Osamu Dazai often buys is the brand originally produced by Melles.Familiar formula, familiar taste, after several adjustments, it is his favorite taste.

Shuji Tsushima, who was extremely comfortable, licked a can of food clean, and then he combed his hair slowly against the impatient gaze of the other party.Until he felt comfortable, he released the mimetic appearance.

A curly-haired youth with the same face replaced the black cat.

"Sure enough, you discovered it." Tsujima Shuji, who was wearing black and white casual clothes, spread his hands, "I thought my essence had changed a lot, and you shouldn't be aware of it."

"I wasn't sure at first, but Mr. Ranpo confirmed my guess, and then it's your behavior."

The scene in front of him was completely within his expectations, Osamu Dazai did not show any surprise, but his iris-colored eyes were dim.

Originally, he was not sure whether the person in front of him was himself from another world, or from the future of the same world line.The other party's call just now has already explained this point.

It is the self from the future time period.

"Sure enough, it was a bit too sudden to want to go home with you the second day after we met." Shuji Tsushima sat cross-legged across from him with a smile on his face, and looked around the old room back and forth. houses.

"Well... It's a good thing that you can live in this kind of place. Obviously, the sofa in the office of the Port Mafia is more comfortable than sleeping on a bed."

It seems that Shuji Tsushima's tone was too calm, without any malice towards his old club, and even a sense of nostalgia.It made Osamu Dazai feel some subtle violations in his heart.

Will my future self really let go of all kinds of grievances?

That's Mori-san, who killed Odasaku...

His expression was cold and hard, the corner of his mouth curled into a mocking arc, and he tentatively asked: "Why don't I know, when did I become a person who has requirements for material conditions?"

Now that you have come to the side of saving people, why do you still miss the past days of being lost in the dark?

"Because it doesn't matter anymore." Shuji Tsushima replied with a natural expression.

"I have found a reason to survive, so let's take a look at myself when I am still confused."

Regarding Shuji Tsushima's statement, Osamu Dazai instinctively denied this future.He doesn't believe that he can really find the meaning of living in this world, and he looks forward to every day.

This kind of thing is obviously not found on any side...

"...It's disgusting."

"Tsk, he really hit the spot. As expected, it is difficult for two Dazai Osamu to live together peacefully." Wearing casual clothes, he curled his lips with another young man with a completely different temperament, "Forget it, compared to last time, this time The atmosphere has eased a lot."

"Last time?"

Recalling the previous occasion when his lover fell into his soul and tried to connect to the original world when he landed, Shuji Tsushima's expression was a little subtle.

At that time, he seemed to be deliberately stabbing the plot of the leader Zai in order to experiment with a certain card he got from the hunter world.However, it was Fyodor who was injured first, which was a bit miserable.

He shook his head quickly, wanting to shake off this memory, "Don't worry, it should have been a certain period of time in the future, but that period of future has been covered by everything now."

Knowing that he is from the future, he will never talk more about this topic. Osamu Dazai did not ask meaningless questions, and immediately got to the point.

"So, what is your reason for coming here?"

What did you say to deliberately look at your past self? How could an existence like Osamu Dazai make such a meaningless choice?

"It's obviously me, so can't you relax a bit?" Facing Dazai Osamu's questioning, Shuji Tsushima, who was wearing casual clothes, narrowed his eyes in dissatisfaction, and complained in a drawn-out voice.

"It's a shame you can say that while eating two of my canned crab meat."

"It's just to fulfill that person's wish." The young man with messy curly hair replied in a serious tone without continuing to argue with himself in the past time period.

However, in the next second, he seemed to suddenly think of something, covered his mouth and muttered in a low voice, "Hiss—why does this kind of statement always make me feel a bit like Nobuko Sasaki."

"The Cangwang incident..."

Dazai's expression turned serious.

Nobuko Sasaki was originally supposed to be a case that happened when Osamu Dazai first joined the Armed Detective Agency. It was also during that time that he created the most famous scene of poisonous mushrooms.

It's just that under the adaptation of the animation team, the timeline of this incident has been moved back by two years, and many details in the original novel have been deleted.It became a matter that Kunikida, Dazai, and Atsushi jointly resolved.

And Osamu Dazai will have the impression of this, which shows that this incident has already happened.It also confirmed that the content of the root world is the original original novel route, not after the animation adaptation.

"Ah, it's just this kind of saying. That person is alive and well, and he specially prepared hot milk for me before going out this morning."

After getting the answer he wanted, Shuji Tsushima seemed to finally realize that his words seemed ambiguous, and quickly waved his hand and added: "And we are going to get married, if it weren't for Ango's marriage application, we are now The couple are connected."

For the time being, no matter how much impact this future had on Osamu Dazai, he forcibly suppressed his confused mood, pretending that his future self was talking nonsense, but he still tried his best to analyze what he had learned.

"Sigma?"

He could fully perceive the complex feelings that the young man with half-colored hair had for his "self" in the state of a black cat.

Apart from him, I am afraid there is no one else.

Is this kind of thing really possible?

"... Well, how should I put it, this name sounds so strange from your mouth."

Hearing his son's name from his past self, Shuji Tsushima had an indescribable expression on his face, and his mood was mixed for a while.

Although in a sense, Osamu Dazai's judgment was completely correct, it still made him feel a little stomachache.

But if Osamu Dazai knew who the so-called Sigma was under the skin, his stomach would probably hurt even more than his own.

"Is it because I used the same ability as you?" Quickly comprehending what he revealed in the future, Osamu Dazai closed his eyes slightly, "That person's original appearance is not like this."

Is it a necessary concealment, or is it because he already knows his original face?

The familiar and disgusting smell, as well as the so-called pet hint, always makes people think of a certain mouse from Russia inadvertently.

Demon Fyodor.

No, absolutely impossible, how could I get along with that man.The two of them are of the same kind, and because they are of the same kind, they can understand that there will be a battle between them in the future.How could it be possible to completely let go of prejudices and be together happily hand in hand?

And Ango... I haven't forgiven him until now, so why would I deliberately go through the marriage procedure through him in the future?What's more, the scope of management of the Supernatural Secret Service Division does not include marriage, so Ango should not be in charge anyway.

Is this person in front of him really his future?

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[Private chat with "Kindly Russian Rice Ball"]

The kind Russian rice ball: Xiu Zhi, it's too cruel.

Well-meaning Russian rice balls: I applaud you and present the best villain award, chirp chirp chirp.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: I obviously did nothing, just chatting with my past self.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: [Arai Nobuhiro's smile.jpg]

The kind Russian rice ball: For Osamu Dazai, who has been pushed to the bright side by Oda Sakunosuke, he will never betray his friend's last words.

The kind Russian rice ball: He never thought that his future self would be the biggest enemy of the detective agency.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: I'm in trouble.

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: If this continues, Dazai-kun will have a big problem with his judgment, and he doesn't know what mistakes the detective agency will make in the face of the Tianwu incident.

Kind Russian Rice Ball: Isn't it all your fault? [Tuo Zong's Gaze.jpg]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: It is not certain whether it can be tricked.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: The premise is that he really believes my words.