Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

Withdrawing the foreword, the young child's body still has a lot of influence on him.

Across the bushes that were seldom tended by anyone, Fyodor's white shoes, which were not suitable for outdoor wear, were unknowingly splashed with mud.Even the white silk stockings that protect the legs are caught by the barbed cockleburs at the ends when passing through the bushes.

The cabin where Mikhail lived was too remote for this island.

It was less than 3 minutes before the detonation of the energy weapon, and the toddler, who was not in good health, finally rushed to the confinement room.

His originally pale cheeks became more and more bloodless, and even because of running all the way, his lungs felt sharp and severe pain, and even his breathing became short of breath.Sweat was sticky on his face, his purple-red eyes lost their light, and all corners were filled with exhaustion.

The gold coin given by Pandora could allow him to travel anywhere on the island.Even if he looks like a child, under absolute authority, no soldier dares to stop him.

Fyodor walked in the cold corridor, casually pulled off the cocklebur hanging from the pantyhose, and stood in front of a certain iron door with a cold face.

Through the iron railings without any sound insulation effect, he, who looked like a child, could see the ceiling vents that had been forcefully pried open.There was a faint sound of friction between the cloth and the pipe, rustling, and it sounded like a huge mouse passing by.

His arrival quickly attracted the attention of the two people in the prison room.

Thinking it was a soldier's visit, Doppo Kunikida looked vigilant the first moment he saw Fyodor, his expression became stiff for a moment, and he couldn't believe what he saw in front of him.

"Children? Why are you here?" He murmured, leaning towards the prison door and carefully staring at the pale-skinned toddler.

After all, this island was jointly built by Britain, France, and Germany. Excluding tourists who deliberately came to visit, most of the people who can live on the island are from Europe.

The child didn't seem to be in good health, his purplish red eyes were lifeless, and there were dark circles around the edges caused by staying up late.The original delicate uniform was also stained by exposed tree branches and branches after passing through a certain section of the jungle. In addition to the soil, the white pantyhose was also stained with a lot of plant juice, leaving a large area of ​​dark or light green trace.

It is not easy to come here, and the copper coins that normal tourists get have no permission to enter, so why did this child appear here?

"It is you……"

Osamu Dazai, who was originally huddled in the trash can, poked his head out with a disgusted expression on his fluffy curly hair, which was covered with dirt like chewing gum packaging.

Although it was not yet unkempt, it was more unpleasant than usual.

It seems that because of staying in the trash can for a long time, the young man exuded a bad breath.Even Fyodor, who has been accustomed to arranging his base in the sewer all year round, couldn't help frowning after smelling it.

He has no intention of getting out of the trash can, which is similar to Pandora's Actor who wanted to get into the same trash can in the cabin not long ago, and he is very stubborn and naive in some strange ways man.

The young man stretched out his arms and lifted the barrel up, allowing his slender legs to protrude from the hole deliberately dug at the bottom of the trash can.In this way, facing the indescribably complicated gaze of the young child, he made a sound of "hey, hey, hey", and came to the railing, "You left not long after I left, so? Did you remember something?"

The two are barely in an alliance on the island. Even if they may fight to the death after leaving here, at least now that their goals do not conflict, they can still calm down and have a good exchange.

"I need something for you." Fyodor, who took two steps back trying to avoid the attack of the smell, took off the little bat stuck on the button of his clothes, and let it flap its wings to come to Osamu Dazai.

Including the dirt stuck to the inner wall of the trash can, the bat that was only the size of a fingernail disappeared. Except for the steel wire used to pry Nakajima Atsushi off the handcuffs in the hands of the young man, the source of the smell in the prison room disappeared completely. .

Osamu Dazai blinked blankly, patted the body of the trash can that had instantly become clean as before, and began to yell in an unbelievable tone.

"No, you came here deliberately to get rid of the smell on my body?"

Are demons so boring?

"Moth? No, it's a bat..." Kunikida Doppo froze for a while after witnessing the scene before him, "Dazai, do you know this child?"

What the hell is that bat?To be able to ignore Osamu Dazai's disqualification in the world.There is also this child who looks too young, obviously only four or five years old, but it brings a bone-chilling coldness like falling into an ice cave.

Even the murderous criminals he had seen before could not compare to the discomfort caused by the young children in front of him.

"No, I can only say that it's a relationship I've seen before."

Osamu Dazai, who was finally willing to come out of the trash can, shook his head, and kicked the iron bucket aside two or three times, making a loud noise.

No soldiers came upon hearing the sound, but the corridor was not completely silent either.There seemed to be a few sporadic staff on duty pacing at the other end of the corridor, whispering and not planning to go.

From this point of view, Fyodor came here through formal procedures and suppression of authority.Perhaps he has in him his own failed attempts at stealing gold on the island.

The young man twisted his waist, moving his sore muscles and bones from being curled up for a long time, and said in a calm tone, "To be honest, the fall of the white whale from the previous group is a good thing he did."

"What?!" Kunikida Doppo, who was stunned for a moment, finally couldn't open his eyes to his astonishment, and his eyes on Fyodor became more and more serious.

"I don't refute this point." The young boy put on an indifferent face, not intending to make any excuses for his behavior at all, and admitted frankly, "I will talk about it later if I have a chance. I'm afraid I don't have time now."

He took out the key he got from the soldier from his pocket, stood on tiptoe with difficulty, held onto the railing tremblingly, and opened the lock that was too high for him.

"Did you fail..." Osamu Dazai, who had regained his freedom, muttered.

He ignored Kunikida's inquiry for the time being, and in order to hurry, he picked up Fyodor along the way, put it under his arm, and left the building.

The demon who was knocked to the ground resisted the rising stomach acid, "It's just this time, there are people with supernatural powers who have time to operate, and this world line will be erased soon."

As revealed by Pandora's Actor, the moment when the minute and hour hands return to zero will eventually come.Before I knew it, it was twelve o'clock at noon.

The moment he came to the outside world, accompanied by a violent sound that almost pierced the eardrum, a huge fireball blooming not far away came into view.The ground trembled, sending out the dying cry before it was destroyed.Both the sky and the sea were dyed blood-like red.

People who can't understand the status quo have lost their voices in this scorching hell before they even have time to feel fear.

Even though he had expected this, Fyodor's heart still missed a beat.

The temperature was so hot that it only took a moment to evaporate the blood in the body. The young-looking child pursed his lips, and those purple-red eyes reflected the approaching flames like red lotuses.Before the high temperature was about to kill him, those cold hands covered the back of Osamu Dazai's hands, as if they wanted to hold something.

"coming."

In the next moment, consciousness was completely plunged into darkness.

──

This may be the best suicide method for him.

This was Dazai Osamu's last thought before opening his eyes again.

At the moment of being engulfed by the huge fireball, the intense high temperature caused the human body to directly vaporize. Except for some very faint traces left on the stone steps that also started to melt, there is no proof that youths ever existed on this island.

Even the pain signal was not delivered in time, and what greeted him was eternal death. For Osamu Dazai, nothing could make him happier than this.

It's just that everything that followed severely mocked his delusion.

The crisp birdsong interrupted the deathly silence, as if the sun was shining on his face, a thin layer of eyelids could not block the warmth, even the darkness in his sleep was dyed with a layer of warmth.

I can't feel the slightest pain, but the consciousness can't dissipate for a long time.Osamu Dazai frowned involuntarily at the inexplicable soft touch coming from under his body.

"here it is……"

The young man sat up and looked around the house he was in sleepily. After seeing some details, his expression suddenly became stiff.

It was a bedroom that was several times larger than the dormitory he was renting now. The room was full of life. In addition to some necessary furniture and small objects, there were also many green plants to decorate the environment.

The owner of the house seems to be a student, and the overall decoration tone is blue and white.Most of the bookshelves are supplementary books, or some literary classics, and there are some sports equipment piled up in the corner, such as basketball dumbbells and the like.

The family's economic conditions are obviously very good, and the tulle curtains are only vaguely concealed, and they can't block the floor-to-ceiling windows that almost occupy an entire wall.Through the clear glass windows, you can see the huge courtyard, which is full of various vegetables. While not wasting any land, the layout of the garden is well planned.

The point is that countless weighty national awards are commended on the wall, and the names of the winners are all "Osamu Dazai" without exception.

If it weren't for the certificates with his name on it, everything here would look like the residence of some wealthy family.

After the initial daze, Osamu Dazai calmed down completely, and at the same time noticed his current physical condition.

The height seems to be much shorter than before being engulfed by the fireball, and even the size of the palm has shrunk a circle.There was no bandage wrapped under the pajamas, and even the scars on his torso caused by his countless failed suicide attempts disappeared.

With nothing to cover up, this "Osamu Dazai" doesn't need to waste so many bandages.

Osamu Dazai, who now looked like a boy, let out a breath slowly, but there was an unresolved confusion in the depths of those kite-colored eyes.

"Bang bang bang!"

The crisp knock on the door interrupted his thinking, and before Osamu Dazai had time to react, the people outside the door got impatient and opened the closed door.

Osamu Dazai maintained his astonished expression, and after a long while, he hesitated and said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Mori...?!"

The person at the door was Mori Ogai.

The middle-aged man was completely different from the one in Osamu Dazai's memory. He wore braids that were occasionally trimmed only when the port mafia leader dressed up, but his breath did not make people feel uncomfortable.

The reason is also very simple. In addition to casual clothes, the man is also wearing a pink apron with a string of English words that make Osamu Dazai feel physically uncomfortable - Iloveyou, dad.

That alone makes him look like an ordinary house-husband, nothing else.

Who is this?

"What are you doing there in a daze? If you keep dawdling, you'll be late for school." The middle-aged man's tone seemed to be urging, but it was actually full of sincere concern.He came to Dazai Osamu's bed, threw off the quilt, and looked at the boy with an extremely stiff expression.

Osamu Dazai, who had difficulty understanding the current situation, made an inexplicable questioning voice, "Huh?"

Who is this person?

"Also, you child, how many times have you said it."

Seeing that the other party was already awake, he did not continue to stay in bed.Mori Ogai frowned, and made a gesture to gently smash the spoon in his hand on the top of Dazai Osamu's head, "Can't you use a more common name? I must be called Mr. Mori, and I am your father. It is necessary So unfamiliar?"

"Wow..."

The boy with fluffy curly hair blinked blankly as if he was scared out of his wits by being called "Dad".

Who is this creature that looks like Mori Ogai? ? ?

Anyway, I also stayed in the port mafia for a full three years, plus the time I didn't officially join, the years I spent with Mr. Mori were even longer.

How could that logic machine without emotion be this ghost who looks like a good father in front of him? !

The smell of baking bread gradually came from the door of the bedroom, Mori Ogai seemed to have not noticed Osamu Dazai's abnormality at all, reached out to rub a handful of the boy's hair, and patted him urgently under the warning eyes of the other party.

"Okay, go to dinner quickly, don't always rely on Oda-kun's good temper, always let him wait for you."

Originally, he was seriously considering whether to get rid of this strange creature in front of him, but when he heard a taboo name from the opponent's mouth, the boyish-looking Osamu Dazai suddenly froze.

His words were extremely hoarse, and there was a hint of disbelief in his panic, as well as some overly cautious temptations, "You said... what? Oda is..."

No, think about it seriously, the explosion range of that supernatural weapon is at least tens of kilometers, that is to say, it can easily destroy Yokohama.

Whether it is an armed detective agency or a port mafia, it will be wiped out with its violent explosion.Except for some records from the outside world, no one will remember these forces that no longer exist for a long time.

If this is the world after death, then it's not surprising that he and Mori Ogai appear together here... Most importantly, Odasaku, is he here too?

"This kid, is he sleeping stupidly? It's Mr. Oda from the neighbor's house, Sakunosuke Oda, isn't he your physical education teacher now?"

Seeing Dazai Osamu's eyes shining with the light called hope, like a weak candle under the ravages of the cold wind, struggling and flickering, but only one negation of his own can completely extinguish it.Mori Ogai replied without any hesitation.

"He has to check his appearance at the school gate every morning. If he is late every day, Oda-kun will wait for you at the gate for a long time."

Osamu Dazai suddenly jumped up from the bed, carelessly put the school uniform cover on the head of the bed, and "Patta Patta" was about to rush out the door with his slippers on.

In the next second, he was ruthlessly grabbed by the back collar by Mori Ogai, half-dragged and half-dragged him to the sink, forced him to brush his teeth and wash his face, and then pushed him to the dining table.

The middle-aged man with a helpless expression put the meal prepared in advance in front of the young man, and his tone sounded like a threat, "Sit down and eat for me, don't think about running away. Your stomach is not very good, and you must have breakfast .”

"Really, after Akiko left, I left you by my side. What happened recently? Adolescence or rebellious period? Even Dad refused to call, or did you encounter any problems in studies?"

Seeing Osamu Dazai finally dawdling, he reluctantly accepted the carefully prepared breakfast.Mori Ogai brought his own other portion, pulled away the chair opposite, biting a sandwich and complaining vaguely.

"Don't look at me as a middle-aged uncle. In those days, I also graduated from the University of Tokyo. If I encounter any difficulties, my father will help you."

Osamu Dazai who was slowly stirring milk and cereal: "..."

The boy finally couldn't stand the constant attack of "father", a word that would make Mori Ogai disgusting if he uttered it.

The moment the spoon in his hand fell on the table, unabashedly mocking words also blurted out. "Ha, don't you still have Alice, what are you crying about here?"

He will never forgive Mori Ogai, even if the world he lives in is very likely to be the destination of people's souls after death, he will not change his mind.

It would be best to block him.

However, the middle-aged man didn't seem to understand what he was saying at all, his expression was too dazed, and the overly long hair on the top of his head flickered.

"Alice? What is that?" He wondered.Not long after, Mori Ogai slammed the table and complained, "Ah, could it be that you think I have someone outside who is about to find a stepmother for you and Akiko, and that's why this period of time is so wrong?"

It's obviously you who is wrong.

Forcibly swallowing the words that almost blurted out, Dazai Osamu looked cold and stared at the other party with emotionless eyes, "...Then what's going on with Yosano-san?"

He vaguely knew that he had a past with Akiko Yosano and Mr. Mori, and he had investigated it himself before officially joining the Armed Detective Agency.It's just that the details involve military secrets after all, and I didn't continue to investigate in depth.

Why here and Dr. Xie Ye also became the child of this old fox?According to the details observed during this period, it is speculated that there is no mistress in this family. The so-called two children are himself and Akiko Yosano, and have no blood relationship with Mr. Mori. The most likely is adoption.

What the hell is going on here...

"Really, I really didn't find a stepmother for you, so don't lose your temper with Dad anymore."

It seems that because of being questioned by his own children, Mori Ogai, who has not taken off his apron, has a mournful face, "I have to be called sister Akiko, didn't Akiko go to school in Osaka before, she is really far away from us , and you can only see them during holidays throughout the year.”

Yokohama is really far from Osaka.

From the certificate of merit on the wall of the previous bedroom, it can be known that here I am studying at a private college in Yokohama.It's just that no matter which window you look out of the house, you can't see the five buildings of the Port Mafia.

Perhaps there is no port mafia in this place at all, and Mori Ogai in front of him doesn't know Alice at all. It is further speculated that there is a high probability that there is no supernatural ability here.

There is no doubt that I did die in the explosion caused by the supernatural weapon, if this is the world after death...

What is the difference between that and him being alive?

When Osamu Dazai's thoughts gradually became confused, Ogai Mori sighed and watched the mist rising from the oatmeal in the bowl.It seems that because of the mention of another child in the family, the man's expression is very worried.

"That child is also stubborn, and has been refusing to ask me for living expenses. She has been working in a Japanese confectionery shop since the holidays before school started. Recently, I heard that she had fallen in love with a young man who opened a bookstore nearby. It seems to be called Liyuan or something... It's very close to where she works."

"I'm a little worried. Akiko's character won't hurt her much, but that child is only young this year, so she still has little experience in dealing with things." The man's breath was visibly sluggish, and even his tone of voice was dull. A worried parent said, "When can I bring the object back and let me have a look, it will be more reassuring."

"Hey... this is really hard to imagine." Still unable to accept such Mori Ogai, Dazai Osamu dryly agreed.

Tell a joke, Mr. Sen, the old father who is devoted to the child.

what is this...

"Right, children of your age really say that they will grow up when they grow up, and they don't give any buffer to be a parent at all." Seeing that the oatmeal in the bowl was cold enough to eat, the middle-aged man shook his head, listlessly Scoop one spoon at a time and put it in your mouth.

After finishing breakfast, Mori Ogai finally had time to start reading today's newspaper, while killing time, he also silently urged Osamu Dazai to speed up his action.

The curly-haired boy who could barely accept the reality narrowed his eyes and dawdled deliberately.After confirming certain things, he was not in a hurry to meet Oda Zuku here.

If it was the Mori Ogai he knew, no matter what, it would be impossible to look like this.Then in the same way, the so-called Oda Tsukuru in this world is not the person he really cares about.

Everything here is probably related to what the devil said not long ago that he wanted to talk to him.

The middle-aged man with an inexplicably serious expression shook the newspaper in his hand, as if he had seen something that made him feel uneasy, and his tone was rather stiff, "Try not to stay outside at night recently, there have been several cases of disappearances. I don't mean to interfere with your freedom, but if you come back too late, Dad, I will be worried."

"It's disgusting──" Osamu Dazai complained deliberately drawn out.

"It's too much, Dazai-kun! Legally speaking, I am your guardian, what can I do if you call me Dad?"

"No."