Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

In the early hours of yesterday morning, a certain period of time in the world was completely erased.

After Pandora went back in time, Shuji Tsushima, who was barely rescued from the state of excessive blood loss, returned to his usual indifferent appearance.

Even though Mori Ogai, who got the news of the invasion of Hong Kong gangsters, had some doubts about his slightly abrupt performance yesterday, after seeing Osamu Dazai who was pale and moaning on the hospital bed, he still let this slight doubt dissipate.

The young man's tenacious vitality is astonishing, perhaps he is used to tossing his body every now and then, and when he got off the hospital bed, except for a slightly sick complexion, he didn't look like he was still in first aid not long ago.

The attitude of complaining was obvious, Osamu Dazai pouted, and followed the solemn Mori Ogai step by step, dragging his bandaged arm back to the main building of the port mafia.

The chief's room was damaged, and Mori Ogai temporarily set the work place as a spare room on the lower floors.After understanding the general situation, it was decided to hold a meeting of the five major cadres the next day.

At this time, Mikhail returned the hat he took back from Wei Erlun to Chuya Zhongyuan who got the news, long before the two returned to the main building of Gang Hei.

With horrible scars all over his body, he told the other party that he would temporarily leave Yokohama during this time.Afterwards, he bid farewell to the young man whom he treated as his son for a while, and dealt with matters related to the change of location of Melles before leaving.

According to the setting of the script, the time for the demise of the town Mikhail once belonged to is not far away.And the act of avoiding this place that made his heart ache and sad has lasted for ten years.

Today's Poirot Coffee Shop also disappeared with the collapse of the Mellors branch. He lost his temporary residence and finally made up his mind.Go back to the frozen land soaked in blood, and present a bouquet of flowers of apology for Fetenka who has passed away for many years.

While Mikhail was leaving, he threw off Pandora's Actor who was closely following the government personnel monitoring him, forcibly used his power to clear the way, and boarded a private plane to Haneda Airport.

He has always behaved well-behaved and law-abiding, but after the giant iron bird flew out of the seemingly tight cage, he completely torn face with the government.

He acquiesced in his connection with the "Seven Betrayers". Knowing the outcome of the war, he participated in a research on supernatural weapons that was destined to become useless.In this way, while obtaining a license for the operation of supernatural powers, he also kept in mind the manufacturing process of supernatural weapons that could cause millions of casualties, and could copy them at any time.

In addition, Pandora's Actor also mastered the secrets of countless dignitaries through his eyeliner in "The Seven Betrayers".

If these secrets were exposed, it would easily destroy the credibility of several European governments.And his power roots have already penetrated into all walks of life, if he secretly contributes to the flames, it will not even be difficult to destroy the country.

Immediately afterwards, the special plane of the newly promoted Public Enemy of the World crashed at high altitude in the Western Pacific Ocean the next morning.

So far, life and death are uncertain.

-

A curly-haired boy in a black suit covered in bandages was huddled in the corner of the red flannel sofa in the lounge.He is holding a brand new game console in both hands, and his expression is a little indifferent as the two sides are uncoordinated and difficult to overcome the current level.

The glare of the sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows that can have a panoramic view of the port, smudged a touch of warm luster on the hair of the young man.It's just that the bright light didn't fall into the depths of his kite-colored pupils, it just circled feebly on the surface, helpless against the dark and deep abyss.

The knife wound on his left wrist, which was stitched up by the leader of the gangster himself, is still aching, and it is difficult to apply force with his fingertips.Osamu Dazai watched silently as the game character died due to untimely operation, and the words GAMEOVER took up most of the screen.

Frustrated, he threw the game console aside casually, rolling on the sofa, causing another person in the room to twitch irritably.

The meeting of the five major cadres is not something that newcomers who have joined the organization for a long time can participate in.While the meeting was going on, the two teenagers who were directly under Mori Ogai and one of the cadres, Ozaki Koyo, had to wait in the same waiting room.

Osamu Dazai yawned, and the dizziness from lack of sleep hit him, making him feel a little uncomfortable.He took out the newly replaced smart phone from his coat pocket, and was bored reading the news headlines. When he saw a new piece of news that was rising rapidly, his pupils shrank, and he subconsciously said, "Meles leader Pandora's Actor, The plane crashed on the way to Yokohama, and the search and rescue are still in progress... um..."

With Dazai's current character design, he naturally wished for Pandora's death, but he also knew his strength, and a simple plane crash would not hurt a single hair of the other party.

This idea had to be hidden quietly, so that those close to him could not perceive anything wrong.

Zhong Yuan, who was leaning on the other side of the sofa, also frowned slightly, thinking that Meles had some contact with Mikhail's store manager, and silently took out his mobile phone, and found the news for a rough look.

It's a bit miserable, this leader.

He pondered: "This is obviously an attack on Melles' company. The branch has been completely destroyed. At this time, if the leader dies, the internal chaos will not be messed up?"

The branch was completely destroyed, and the leader's plane crashed on the way. It's hard to say that this was not the result of someone deliberately doing it.

"No, it should be a different force." Shuji Tsushima opened his eyes slightly, and retorted: "The person who destroyed the Melles branch should be the same person who invaded the main building of Hong Kong."

Zhongyuan Zhong also had a serious expression on his face, and asked subconsciously: "What do you mean..."

Although he had vaguely guessed, after all, Mikhail's behavior of returning his hat yesterday was too abnormal.

Why did the top hat that was originally hung on the hanger at the entrance of the Hong Kong and Black Lounge fall into the hands of the other party, and after the two parties were attacked at the same time, they came to return it with a lingering bloody smell?

The always gentle and amiable store manager was seriously injured because of him.

"I went to investigate yesterday. The cutting marks of the corpses in the chief's room and the security room are very similar to the destruction of the ruins over there, and the fractures are smooth." Shuji Tsushima sat up slowly, with a gloomy expression, fiddling with the wound on his left wrist. Fixed the loose bandage and explained, "If it's just a corpse, it can be understood as a martial artist with superb swordsmanship, but the same is true for building ruins. Only supernatural powers can do this."

His left eye, which was not covered by bandages, glanced at his partner who had been forced to bind since he joined Hong Kong Hei, and the desire to play tricks lingered.Shuji Tsushima pretended to view the incident with normal vision, put the script aside, and seemed to be reasoning seriously.

"Before you joined the port mafia, you made friends with the owner of the downstairs coffee shop at Melles' side because he saved the members of the sheep?" The boy's eyes were dark, and he lowered his voice and said, "The dark clouds dissipated." that day."

Central Plains also stagnates for breath: "...you!"

This matter should have been kept secret.

There are not many people who know about Mikhail being a person with supernatural abilities. The members of the sheep who were frightened by his ability at the beginning were even more frightened, and there is absolutely no possibility of actively leaking the secret.The follow-up of the slums is different from the way normal gang wars were handled in the past. Therefore, Zhongyuanzhong also vaguely sensed the intervention of official forces.

Normally speaking, the only ones who know that the store manager is the person with supernatural powers that made the dark clouds dissipate that day, except for the former sheep, are only those officials who hide deeply.

Osamu Dazai is definitely not in this ranks.

"This kind of thing can be guessed after a little investigation, and it's not a secret."

Seemingly seeing the doubts after his partner's dignified expression, Shuji Tsushima put on a smiling mask, spread his hands to pretend to be innocent, and deliberately annoyed the other party with an annoying tone.

"Although Strain is not in opposition to the port mafia, it is a force that is involved with the hostile organization Yang after all. It is normal to pay attention to it." The slender fingers of the curly-haired boy flicked back and forth on the keys of the phone, deliberately calling up the weather map of the day, pointing Jian stayed in the graph of the sudden rise in temperature during a certain period of time, "Since that day, their organization has been low-key, and a certain part of the slum has been blocked again. Obviously there is official intervention, and there is a stronghold of sheep..."

He took a deep breath, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, turned his back to the pouring beam of light, and said slowly: "The store manager must be a person with supernatural powers, so strong that even the government can't just ignore it."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He was not surprised that the sheep's stronghold was exposed.

Not long after he was forced to partner with Osamu Dazai after joining Hong Kong Hei, Nakahara Nakahara had already deeply experienced the strength of this suicidal maniac, and no one was more proficient in strategy than him.

It is not difficult for Osamu Dazai to clarify the incident to this point as long as he investigates the scene a little bit.

"Evidently the Melles branch was destroyed like that, but you don't worry about that person's safety at all. Did you meet yesterday?" The bandages that were stained with blood and pungent liquid smell completely fell apart, Shuji Tsushima Thoughtfully, he grabbed the short string of hard material at his wrist.

Stinging pain came from the red and swollen wound, the coagulated blood scab fell off, and the bright red mixed with pus leaked out along the gap of the wound.

The boy's expression remained unchanged, and he rewound the bandage, not caring that the oozing blood wet the thin layer of bandage on his wrist.

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his head away in disgust, not interested in appreciating the other party's behavior of deliberately playing with the wound, and said in a muffled voice: "Tsk, it can be speculated to such a degree..."

Shuji Tsushima raised his head abruptly, the playful light in his eyes flickered.

"Huh? This is not speculation. Just ask the person on duty at the door and you will know. Did Zhongye go to see someone yesterday morning?" He watched the other party's subconscious micro-movements intently, and saw Zhongyuan Zhongye's expression changed Stiff, the young man showed a malicious smile after a successful plan, and laughed with an erratic voice: "Ah~ this expression, it seems that my guess is right!"

"..."

The fist that was habitually carried in the pocket tightened.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath, tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart after being provoked, pretended to be unmoved and said: "It's useless, even if you tell the leader, nothing will change. That person will not be easily won over by any organization."

There is no doubt that Mikhail is the most powerful existence among all the superhuman beings he has ever met.Although he has not seen the full picture of the opponent's ability, Zhong Yuanzhong can vaguely feel it with his years of battle experience.

——The strength of the store manager is higher than that of Lan Tang.

Such a person who hates disputes and the various illegal forces entrenched deep in the quagmire of Yokohama is absolutely impossible to be easily included by any force.

Not even the port mafia.

Shuji Tsushima tilted his head, stared at his partner with a serious face, remained silent for a long time, and then suddenly said without warning: "Ah, Mr. Mori already knew about this."

The matter of setting up traps for the sheep and drawing Zhongya Zhongya to Hong Kong, from the phone call of Osamu Dazai, the two foxes, one big and one small, knew it well.

At the same time as investigating the information that he is destined to join the reserve members of Hong Kong and Black in the future, the investigation about the owner of Poirot Café Mikhail is also going with the flow.

Even if it is difficult to find in-depth information, with the fragments revealed on the surface, it is enough for Mori Ogai to roughly judge what kind of role the other party is playing in Yokohama.

Seeing that Chuya Nakahara's expression was occupied by astonishment, Shuji Tsushima shook his finger, his expression was extremely beating, "But you guessed a little wrong, the reason why he can't be wooed is not because of his personality or philosophy, but because he was born early. It has a subordinate force, and its status is not low."

The inextricable relationship between Mikhail and Melles can be determined only by the fact that the Poirot Coffee Shop occupies the best address under the Melles branch building.

The orange-haired boy seemed to be choked suddenly, and his voice raised unconsciously, "What did you say?!"

"Ah, here's my cake."

Completely ignoring the other party, Shuji Tsushima stretched his waist under the brilliance of the morning sun like a very comfortable black cat.

He jumped off the sofa with a light figure, humming a little tune, and walked towards the door where there was a knock on the door.

Nakahara was once again enraged by his malicious teasing, he simply raised his leg and kicked Osamu Dazai, who was bouncing around with his back facing him, and roared, "Wait, you bastard, speak clearly!"

"What should I eat first~" Turning a deaf ear to the words echoing in his ears, Shuji Tsushima dodged to avoid his partner's attack.Taking small steps, he took the takeaway box from the grassroots staff, placed it on the table and opened it, looking happy.

The coffee-colored layered cakes are arranged in a checkerboard pattern, and the aroma of silky cream is tangy, mixed with a bit of bitterness of cocoa powder.At the very top, there are a few plump hazelnuts and almonds, mixed in the grid pattern drawn by milky white cream flowers and chocolate sauce, which is particularly attractive to people's appetite.

It was the mousse cake Fyodor promised to give him not long ago.

Attracted by the exquisitely shaped desserts, Zhongyuan Zhong also temporarily stopped his anger, and said in surprise: "It's so strange, your mackerel can also toss these things."

He thought that Osamu Dazai would only be interested in the "Complete Suicide Manual".

"Ah, it has nothing to do with the little dwarf."

Holding the carved dessert fork as a sweet gift from his lover, Shuji Tsushima chose a piece of cake with a transparent gelatin layer at the corner.Putting his hands together politely, he muttered in a low voice that he was going to start, and then deliberately tasted it in front of Chuya Zhongyuan, showing a satisfied expression.

He hadn't been fed by Fei Jia for a long time, and the circle of meat he had rarely bred disappeared again.

"Tsk, how many times have I told you that I'm still growing up! Wait, this cake won't be..."

Zhong Yuanzhong, who subconsciously choked, also suddenly fell silent.

There is no other reason, the cake delivered to Osamu Dazai is too unique, like Mikhail's handwriting.

Shuji Tsushima snorted softly, chewed the cake, and said inarticulately: "Detergent shaving cream cake, after ordering for so long, finally delivered."

Nakahara Chuya: "...you shouldn't expect you to have a decent time."

The boy with cocoa powder on the corner of his mouth made an exaggerated posture of protecting food, and moved the cake box to the end of the sofa, his eyes were wary, "What are you looking at, so I won't give it to the dwarfs."

"Huh? Who will snatch that kind of thing from you!"

Shuji Tsushima, who received a satisfactory answer, smiled and continued to fill his stomach with desserts made by his lover, which were rarely given to him.

For a while, he was the only one in the room enjoying the sound of chewing the cake.

Until the knock on the door rang again.

"Mr. Dazai, here are your things."

The grassroots staff held a bouquet of well-cut yellow roses, carefully avoiding the stems, and the untrimmed needles could be seen through the transparent wrapping paper.

As if the temperature had plummeted, Osamu Dazai, who had been indulging in the delicacy of the cake, looked as cold as frost. He put down the plate, and he did not see the comfort he had not long ago.

His tone of voice also became stiff, and he didn't even care about disguising his unnaturalness in front of his partner. His fingertips gradually clenched tightly, and the nails that would not be trimmed in the future scratched the palm of his hand.

"Throw it away."

"But……"

Osamu Dazai's voice became heavier, and it was difficult to hide his anger, and he repeated: "Say it and throw it away."

Without waiting for the grassroots member to follow his orders, Zhong Yuanzhong, who was annoyed to the limit, also walked up to him and deliberately took the bouquet.

Fighting each other is a basic operation.

After roughly counting the number of flowers, he complained: "It's really a big deal, but why is it a yellow rose? Normally, shouldn't it be a red rose?"

"Who knows." Osamu Dazai took a deep breath, with a slight tremor in his voice.

"I didn't realize that your mackerel is quite popular."

"Ah……"

Snatching the bouquet from Nakahara Nakaya's hand in a slightly rude manner, Osamu Dazai watched the bouquet of roses still with dewdrops silently, his expression dark and unpredictable.He took out a lighter from the pocket of the grassroots member who came to deliver flowers, and lit it without any hesitation.

The tongue of fire licks the fragrant petals, and the scorching heat burns away all the elegant colors.Scorched black spread, and bursts of pungent smoke rose, easily destroying the carefully decorated bouquet.

"Hey!"

Chuya Nakahara, who was surprised by Osamu Dazai's special behavior, subconsciously called out.

The burning flame was about to ignite his sleeves, but he himself was still holding on to the bouquet of roses given by someone. The fire was reflected in his pupils shrouded in darkness, as if something in the depths had already been ignited together.

There were countless sharp thorns left on the branches that seemed to have been intentionally uncut, but Osamu Dazai didn't realize it, and let them pierce his palm.Under the thick smoke, the gurgling blood fell down and was completely absorbed by the deep-colored carpet.

"You bastard! What the hell are you trying to do?!" In a panic, Zhongyuan Zhongya, who hastily snatched the bouquet, used gravity to control the already flaming fireball, avoiding the smoke detector, and letting it burn up in the corner.

"I won't go to the banquet tonight." Dazai Osamu said out loud, like a child cheating.

Thinking about the news that he saw not long ago, Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, "It can't be held in the first place, isn't the life and death of the leader of Meles unknown, and the protagonist is not here, so there is no need to go to this banquet."

The banquet was decided on the way of Pandora's Actor to Yokohama. Even if the Melles branch was destroyed, there were not a few companies that wanted to climb this towering tree.But halfway through, he happily accepted the invitation, saying that he would definitely be there.

Not long after, news came that the special plane of Chief Meles had crashed.

Whether the banquet can be held has become unknown.

"It's hard to say." The gloomy young man slowly closed his eyes, his voice so low that it was inaudible.

"Do you really think the Transcendent would die in an airplane accident so easily?"

-

Somewhere on the edge of the coast in Aomori.

The figure was slightly thin, most of his facial features were covered by sunglasses, and the long-haired foreign boy sat on a low stool by the sea with his back slightly bent.The salty sea breeze gently brushed his face, staining his originally sickly pale face with a camel blush.

The boy was dressed in casual clothes similar to those of his local peers, holding a high-quality fishing rod in his hand, and the bucket at his feet was empty except for sea water.

In the distance, the half-submerged buoy moved slightly, but it failed to focus the empty grape red eyes.It wasn't until the sea surface where the buoy was where the water was splashed, that it was suspected that a big fish had taken the bait, that the boy unhurriedly tightened the fishing line, and his calm expression gradually changed into helplessness.

The bursts of tumbling water stopped, and the first thing to come out of the water was a black unknown object, with orange-red starfish clinging firmly above it, followed by water-soaked yellow-brown hard cloth.The bone-white mask came off, and the braids were scattered, sticking to the forehead of the young man, making him look extremely embarrassed.

Shuji Tsushima frowned, with a look of grievance after being bullied, and immediately cried out after his mouth and nose were completely out of the water: "Fei Jia, ah, that group of people is beyond the mark!" He sniffled and moved his mouth Spit out the salty seawater in the water, "They really want to get rid of me, it's a shame they figured out how to bomb my special plane!"

A fishhook with a barb at the end hangs firmly on the back collar of the military coat, imprisoning his movements.

"No way, who told you to take the villain boss character set." Fyodor continued to tighten the fishing line silently, tried to hoist the opponent but failed, and simply gave up completely.

Taking off his jacket with difficulty in the cold sea water, Shuji Tsushima seriously took off the hook, threw it back to Fei Jia's feet, and muttered, "Aren't you afraid that I will throw a 'shell' and blow up their hometown?"

With a dissatisfied face, he buried half of his face under the sea again, rinsed his general cap back and forth in the sea water, and shook off the starfish that had been picked up on his body at some point, spitting bubbles.

"After all, it is a confidential project, and Pandora has many enemies. Those who attacked you should not know about it." Fyodor took out a towel from the backpack he was carrying, and Fyodor signaled the other party to go ashore quickly, casually analyzing the easy-to-understand inside story , "There are always short-sighted people who make their own decisions. You don't need to deal with it. The European government will solve it for you."

Pandora's Actor was attacked when he left Europe for the first time in many years, and it was the high-level politicians who were really terrified.

"Although it looks like I'm tearing my face apart, there are so many handles in my hands, and a truly rational person will not act rashly."

The young man with the shell of the Administrator struggled to hold on to the shore, with a smirk on his lips, and he dragged his wet body up the shore, "What if Pandora's Actor exposes this information immediately after setting death? "

The "bomb" he dropped could completely disrupt the world.

"Well, it will be interesting." Fyodor agreed with a chuckle, not feeling that the topic they were discussing was so dangerous.

"It's all things that you can't let go of in reality."

He skillfully wiped the hair of his lover who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and felt a strange sense of satisfaction in drying the hair of his very well-behaved black cat who had just taken a bath.

Even though they knew that the administrator account could evaporate the water at any time, the two tacitly didn't mention it, and enjoyed the rare gathering during the maintenance of the plot.

Although the account pairing is a bit of a problem.

Shuji Tsushima, who was wearing a Pandora's Actor costume, sniffed the salty smell of his cuffs with distaste, and hesitated, "Wait for me to cut a piece of skin... what can I do..."

Although Japan's surveillance is not widespread, the Nazi military uniform I wear is too recognizable after all, and the bright colors are still eye-catching even a hundred meters away.However, Pandora in the script has no intersection with Fyodor who cheated to death, and there must be no evidence that these two identities ever met.

He took the lead in adjusting his figure back to his 15-year-old size, and the clothes that originally fitted him suddenly became baggy and piled up on his equally thin body.

The help-seeking gaze met Fyodor's. Unlike the player number who stayed in Hong Kong, his iris pupils shone brightly, and he never buried half of the darkness in them.

It was as clear as a normal 15-year-old boy should be.

Looking at each other for a long time did not embarrass Fyodor. He covered his lover's face with a towel, turned his head back to the front, and said casually, "Just be normal. There are no people in the morning. , it’s hard to say for a while.”

"Well--"

Shuji Tsushima squinted his eyes, dragged his voice to ponder, and finally printed a copy of Fei Jia's casual clothes, the difference being that the color and pattern of the built-in T-shirt were slightly different.

It's like a couple outfit.

"Anyway, I can't stay for too long, and I will show up at the dinner party over there later."

Shuji Tsushima, who regained his youthful appearance, shook his head helplessly, complaining about the heavy workload.Before hearing his lover's response, he suddenly raised his head as if he had thought of something, and asked, "Is Miss Shibusawa here?"

Fyodor nodded.

He explained: "There are a few powerful people in this city who have no prototypes. I'll sell them as information. It will probably be foggy tonight."

Being out of the plot line, his only task during this time is to keep an eye on Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's supernatural body, and by the way, prepare for the future "DEADAPPLE" set full of Tatsuhiko.

Simply put, walking Shibusawa beauty is like flying a kite.

The towel became damp, and the slightly curly black hair was wiped in a hurry.Fyodor put it back into the backpack, and once again looked at the pair of eyes that could only show a smile in front of him.

With his slender fingers, he re-braided the bangs for his lover, fixed the hairpin, and comforted him in a low voice: "After all, the news that the 'book' was in Yokohama was released a few years ago, and the only time Pandora made an exception was in this city. Someone is in a hurry .”