Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

corridor of time.

If he had to use any words to describe what he saw now, Atsushi Nakajima thought that there was no other more appropriate word.

He and Ryunosuke Akutagawa seemed to be the first to arrive, and they shared the goal of saving Mr. Dazai. The two people who didn't like each other at first didn't fight, and they sat together until now.

This also has a lot to do with the disappearance of supernatural powers. After losing Rashomon and Moon Beast, it’s like taking off the brave man’s orange outfit, leaving only a blank character panel. Can't be activated because it was picked up.

The vicious dogs have their teeth pulled out, and the beasts lose their claws. The fight is like a chicken pecking at each other. It may not be as good as a group fight between gangsters.

Atsushi Nakajima, who was tense all the time, looked around carefully. Without the perception of tigers, he could only rely on his intuition to avoid the malicious training of others in the orphanage.

The ground is so clean that it is spotless. The stone floor is dull in color and absorbs all light that is within reach. It seems that it is cleaned by a special person every day, and there are no shoe prints.

In a short time, no one should pass here.

The nervous-looking young man confirmed that there were no other living people in the too-empty castle hall, so he breathed a sigh of relief, focused his attention, and observed the content on the floating light curtain beside him.

"There are no traps, and there are no traces of outsiders. The problem is that these pictures...are Mr. Dazai's past?" Atsushi Nakajima muttered to himself, frowning.

The light curtain suspended in the air floated up and down, floating aimlessly.Atsushi Nakajima tried to reach out and carefully touched a light curtain that fell beside him, but found that those things had no substance and could not be touched at all.

The content of the picture is a ruined wall. The owner of the field of vision is trudging through the ruins with one foot deep and one foot shallow. There is a blue wristband tied to his wrist that does not match his clothes. Passers-by with malicious intentions can be vaguely seen at the edge of the field of view. .

A certain iconic unfinished building flashed in the background, and those sharp to absurd spiers surrounded the building as a whole, like a boa constrictor tightly wrapped around dead wood, revealing dangers called danger everywhere. breath.

It seemed to be Radium Bowl Street, a paradise for sin.

I don't know anything about Mr. Dazai's past. Even if Atsushi Nakajima is curious about the reason why the protagonist in the picture came to Leibo Street, Mu Leng can't get an answer here.

He turned his head in the direction of Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who suddenly exuded low pressure. This anger was three points stronger than before. His face was so gloomy that anyone could see his annoyance. He gritted his teeth and stared at a light curtain. My canthus is about to split.

"It's the memory of Mr. Dazai's reincarnation." The overly low sentence came out of his throat word by word, Akutagawa Ryunosuke gritted his teeth, and a young figure in a gray-green military uniform was reflected in the depths of his pupils, trying his best to suppress the feeling in his heart Raw anger.

"How could Dazai-san wear that ridiculous military uniform!"

That uniform is unmistakable, it's a hound, and it's even more absurd than Mr. Dazai going to the Armed Detective Agency.

He knew, he knew everything, since Mr. Dazai left the Port Mafia four years ago involuntarily, he should not be labeled a traitor at all, let alone go to that Rashiko detective agency!

If it wasn't for Pandora Yakot and that Mikhail who deserved to be cut to pieces, then Mr. Dazai, who is sincerely organized, is still his immediate superior and his teacher!

Unforgivable!

Atsushi Nakajima also set his eyes on the light curtain that angered Ryunosuke Akutagawa. He had never known hounds before, so he naturally couldn't understand the meaning of Mr. Dazai wearing that military uniform.

He frowned slightly, reminding cautiously, "But Mr. Dazai's character in the port mafia period, that is to say, the Mr. Dazai you are familiar with Akutagawa, was actually created to fool Pandora's Actor's surveillance role. "

"Are you trying to say that you know Mr. Dazai better than I do, Renhu!"

"Now is not the time for infighting!"

Feeling bad, Atsushi Nakajima directly terminated the topic, cutting off the possibility of quarreling from the source.

He can probably understand Akutagawa Ryunosuke's feelings. The vicious dogs of the port mafia have very simple goals, but they are eager to get the teacher's approval.

That time at the hot spring, Akutagawa Ryunosuke accidentally learned the truth about Mr. Dazai.The Sanguan in the past was severely impacted, so that he hurried back to Yokohama before even completing the task of hunting him down, trying to get more inside information from insiders.

Nothing could be more inspiring than his teachers recognizing him from the start.It’s just that Osamu Dazai’s situation is really difficult. This involuntary state has lasted for many years, and he has no personal freedom at all. He is forced to play the role of a virtuous wife who insults his personality, so that his mental state is so bad that he is teetering on the verge of collapse.

This time, he was finally pushed to the limit by Pandora.

This made Akutagawa Ryunosuke's mood mixed.

"what?"

Atsushi Nakajima, who was going to ignore the many light curtains in the hall, stopped suddenly.

It's like Akutagawa was furious when he saw Osamu Dazai in a hunting dog costume. I don't know if it was a coincidence that the light curtain that floated in front of Atsushi Nakajima chilled the heart of the young man who accidentally swept it, and was soon caught by the following Overwhelmed by shock, a sense of absurdity arises spontaneously.

Atsushi Nakajima froze in place, his purple-gold eyes fixed on the overly depressing picture, unable to breathe.

In the picture, the young man looks cold, his hair is trimmed much more neatly than what he is used to, and he is covered by an expensive black coat. Only a white velvet collar is wrapped around his neck. His eyes make Nakajima Dun felt both familiar and strange.

That kind of gaze should not appear on him, on the contrary, the Akutagawa Ryunosuke he knew had almost cold gaze.

The girl standing next to "myself" is undoubtedly Xiao Jinghua. No matter her clothing or temperament, she is completely different from her who joined the detective agency.If I have to describe it, it looks like I no longer have hope in my heart, and I have already accepted the fact that I am a flower that can only bloom in the dark.

Seeing this, can he still not understand?

"Why is it dressed like this?" Atsushi Nakajima muttered to himself, still unwilling to accept the terrible answer that was about to come out in his heart.

That was himself and Xiao Jinghua in the port mafia together.

Just as he was shocked, the screen of the light curtain turned, making Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was still immersed in endless anger, turn pale.

"silver!"

Still the same inside the port mafia as the background, the picture displayed by the light curtain changed without warning, and a girl in office attire with smooth black hair appeared, with a face that Akutagawa Ryunosuke was all too familiar with.

Before the trouble dog whose brain has gradually become confused can see the details clearly, the picture seems to deliberately tease them, and there is another transition without warning, jumping to the background of the Armed Detective Agency, and the originally extremely depressing picture finally falls into some sunshine.

It's just that the interior decoration of the company is slightly different from the reality.

Unable to calm down this time, it was replaced by Atsushi Nakajima.

His pupils trembled, and he pointed to a certain young man in a light-colored coat sitting in his place in the picture. Question those around you.

"Wait, why are you in a detective agency?! And isn't that Mr. Oda?"

There must be something wrong, otherwise it is impossible to explain why Mr. Oda, who was supposed to play in the professional league, became a member of the detective agency, with two pistols pinned to his waist.Akutagawa even changed his gloomy attire, and the light-colored coat was extremely unsuitable for him.

As if someone turned the hourglass upside down, black and white, which should have been distinct, blended into one.

Unexpectedly, seeing this scene, Ryunosuke Akutagawa was far less shocked than seeing Osamu Dazai in the hound uniform, and immediately noticed the abnormality.

"The angle of view is wrong."

"View angle?" Atsushi Nakajima was taken aback, and hurriedly looked at more light curtains around him, also aware of the unconcealable sense of disobedience.

It is indeed a matter of perspective. These light curtains not only have a first-person perspective, but also a lot of God's perspective images are mixed in, as if clips cut from a movie, which are specially shown for the audience to enjoy.

"Could it be that there are not only Mr. Dazai's memories here..." Atsushi Nakajima, whose brain was spinning rapidly, froze in the middle of the puzzled words.

Not only one person has Mr. Dazai's face.

Pandora's Actor, he is the existence with abilities beyond common sense, and it couldn't be easier to retrieve Mr. Dazai's memory.If it is said that he has been hiding behind the curtain and appreciating everything that happened to Mr. Dazai, this part of the memory is likely to be God's perspective.

I still can't understand...

"Then what is his purpose for letting us see this?" The young man was at a loss. This rescue operation was completely different from what he had expected. There was a mistake from the first step, and he had to bite the bullet until the end.

Such an absurd development always feels like a child's play.

"These are not arranged by him."

The cold voice echoed in the empty hall. A pale-skinned Russian man appeared at the escalator on the second floor. His expression was indifferent. Only the inexplicable emotion flowing deep in his purple eyes was as deep as looking straight into the abyss.

Atsushi Nakajima: "!!"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke: "Mikhail!!!"

The man manipulated the bat, and briefly eliminated the existence of a circle of air around the two of them, blocking the sound with a vacuum, preventing Akutagawa Ryunosuke's furious roar from being transmitted to a further place.

He easily removed their weapons, and when they couldn't use their abilities, Atsushi Nakajima and Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who were not considered physical masters, had no power to resist, let alone a circle of aliens staring at them around them. Can bat, more and more afraid to act rashly.

The man's temperament is very subtle, compared with the time when he threatened Osamu Dazai in the past, it is a little less crazy and a little more calm.

"A long time ago, I kept the mark that Eryeting's four fans secretly left on Mikhail's body, just for this moment to come, even Mikhail himself didn't know about it."

He walked down the stairs slowly, and the light curtain, which had no rules of movement, avoided the man's path, like a group of well-behaved and obedient followers, waiting silently aside.

"These are all Dazai's memories. For you, Pandora's memories are more suitable. The number is so huge that even I was surprised. In this way, it is not difficult to understand why he has become like this now. appearance."

After being forced to listen to the man's speech, Nakajima Atsushi looked more serious than ever, and his vigilant eyes fell on the man, carefully distinguishing the truth of this sentence.

The young man suddenly raised his head: "You are not Mikhail... who are you?!"

He is also not Fyodor who is traveling with him, and his clothes and temperament are completely different from the young people Nakajima Atsushi knows.

"Want to hear a story?" The man didn't answer directly, his tone was inexplicably heavy.

"A story so boring that even the gods would laugh."