Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

Even on the administrator account, the young couple who had been separated for three years couldn't really spend three days and three nights in the dark.

Both of them are extremely rational people and will not be easily driven by their own desires.After completely venting the resentment of separation, the last day returned to the normal state of getting along, and the atmosphere was particularly greasy.

Of course, there is also a certain bandage spirit howling because of her back pain.

After playing some excessive content in turn, even with the administrator account, he couldn't hide his mental fatigue.Tsujima Shuji always took advantage of the rest time to keep playing tricks, and it didn't take long for him to be tossed again until he was sluggish, and finally he could only lie down peacefully.

Cool is very cool, tired is really tired.

Someone who persecuted his partner again in exactly the same way was in a happy mood. He lay down next to his lover, slapped Fyodor's hand holding the elastic band of his pajama pants, and smashed the rice ball pillow in his arms. To each other's forehead.

The young man whose face was covered with pillows closed his eyes, without any fluctuation in emotion, and fully accepted Shuji Tsushima's sudden little emotion.

He stared closely at the flushed cheeks, as if someone who hadn't recovered from the previous cough, and said word by word: "Give me back the pajamas."

"I do not!"

I don't know when the sweat-drenched hair was pressed against the cheeks, Shuji Tsushima tightened his legs, tightly grabbed his pajama pants with countless small rice ball patterns, and said in a high-pitched voice, "My body has been taken away. Oh, and this is obviously a boyfriend shirt, Fei Jia, why do you still dislike it?"

"You can only wear your shirt if you have the ability." Fyodor narrowed his eyes, and looked at the extremely childish lover, unwilling to back down.

After all, today is still a cloudy and rainy day, and the dark clouds covering the sky prevent the sun from falling.Accompanied by the continuous bursts of rain outside the window, the heat was absorbed by the raindrops, and the room was a bit damper and colder than usual.

With a deafening roar, the curly-haired young man who was so cold and shivering simply picked up the goose down quilt, involved himself in it, and refused with a straight face, "No, so who is next?"

This technique of changing the subject is too rigid.

Pretending not to notice anything, Fyodor pondered for a while, then seriously replied: "...I should have noticed something was wrong."

Tsushima Shuji, who was a little confused, tried to stretch his neck, and it took two seconds for him to realize what the other party was referring to.

"Huh? Ah, it's Fei Jia who has been laundered by the establishment."

His breath trembled slightly, and the sweat on his forehead inadvertently fell into his eye sockets, which made the young man blink his sour eyes in pain, "Why, finally decided to kill my old father?"

Even if Osamu Dazai can no longer reunite with the lover who got the memory, in the superficial script, Fyodor is also an existence dissociated from a series of events.

He hid his identity after cheating his death, and survived alone for more than ten years. It was not until recently that he got the establishment of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and lived in Yokohama with the help of the government.

Majin is already very good at hacking techniques, knowing that his lover can't help himself, he will naturally closely monitor the situation around Osamu Dazai.

That is to say, he knew everything about his miserable lover being forced by Mikhail again.

Shuji Tsushima suddenly giggled, cleared his somewhat hoarse voice, and murmured in a low voice, "The beautiful fiancé was forced by his father-in-law, and the miserable Russian sick and beautiful boy resolutely decided to behave like a beast." Father declares war! Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality? Let’s watch the next episode of Yokohama Story—the salted fish rice ball... oh!"

The last sentence of the youth's sentence was suddenly out of tune, and even the smile on his cheeks froze instantly.

Fyodor took out a remote control that was too miniaturized from nowhere, and turned the gear to the maximum in front of a bandaged man who was rolling on the bed clutching his belly.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and the maliciousness in his smile couldn't be concealed, "Xiu Zhi, don't you have too much drama?"

"Ah, didn't you already know that?"

Even though his physical condition was not good, Shuji Tsushima still habitually said something hard, and finally added, "Turn off, off!"

The expression on his face was out of control, and the corners of the young man's eyes were filled with mist, making him look particularly pitiful.

"In two days, Tan Tian Shantou Huo will feel a great stomachache trying to stop me." Fyodor deliberately ignored his lover's overly veiled weakness, and turned the topic to irrelevant aspects.

The sentence of the young man crooked on the bed gradually turned into meaningless sobs, and he struggled for a long time before he could piece together a complete sentence, "Shut up after everything...why aren't you bald?"

Fyodor remained unmoved, "Because he has no hair, don't ask such stupid questions."

"Okay..." The curly-haired young man was struggling to snatch the remote control but failed, he groaned and changed his position again, trying to calm himself down, "But... have we had any nutritious conversations?"

It is said that people with higher IQ get along with more mentally retarded atmosphere, and this is perfectly presented by the two of them.

After all, there is no need for the two of them to be hostile now, and the content of you coming and me tearing up each other's scripts will not be repeated.Since the brain cannot be emptied, it can only be filled with a bunch of meaningless delusions.

Fyodor thought about it for a long time and said, "Cuckoo?"

"This is the least nutritious."

"Okay, the main body number is done, let's continue."

"Woo... I said turn it off!" Finally unable to bear the persecution from his lover any longer, Shuji Tsushima couldn't hide his crying, tremblingly grabbed Fyodor's neck, and sent himself into the other's arms .

The Russian young man with a smile on his mouth happily accepted the embrace of his loved one, and put a kiss on the other's trembling lips.

"Then, as you wish."

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In the pitch-black operating room, the screens of several computers were shining brightly.A series of extremely important confidential data flashed by, but they couldn't arouse the slightest interest of the person sitting in front of the computer desk.

After leaving the temporary stronghold, Fyodor accepted the arrangement of Tanada Shantouhuo and came to live in a safe house in the Yokohama branch of the Supernatural Secret Service.

Finally left the dark sewer, but to the young man, it was just moving from one den to another, there was not much difference.

That is to say, Fyodor was satisfied that there were no rats gnawing on his wires in the new stronghold.

The thin young man's complexion was pale, and his eyes were black and blue without rest for many days.His expression was gloomy, blood gurgled down his fingertips, splashed on the ground, and smudged into brightly colored blood flowers one after another.

The glass that was broken at some point was still lying silently at the feet.

A man in kimono with a serious expression appeared at the door, blocked the passage the boy had to pass through when he wanted to leave, and said, "Mr. Fyodor, what are you going to do?"

"Mr. Gengtian." The young man half-closed his eyes, and his extremely empty eyes released bursts of killing intent.He showed an overly desolate smile, and he didn't care about the wound on his palm at all. It seemed that only the pain could keep him sane. "It's nothing, it's just to kill a person who deserves to die."

He was going to kill Mikhail, his so-called father.

Chief Farmer frowned, and he was particularly irritated by the rare thorn in the special agent department in front of him, "I know that Dazai's disappearance made you very anxious, but now you are a ghost move against Pandora's Actor, You must never appear in front of people easily."

Fyodor stood there in a daze, silently staring at Zhongtian Shantouhuo.

He spoke without warning, and his tone was so flat that it was frightening.

"Is it okay even if my fiancé is raped?"

Zhongtian Shantou's eyelids twitched, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart, "...what's going on here?"

Osamu Dazai and Mikhail both disappeared, and the Supernatural Secret Service was caught off guard.I thought it was just an exchange of information between two key figures, but as time went by, the possibility of accidents skyrocketed.

And from the moment his lover lost the news, Fyodor began to monitor everything related to him non-stop, and he has never closed his eyes until now.

"Everyone related to that man, I have closely monitored their communication records." The boy's breath was too cold, and he whispered some extremely cruel facts, "Not long ago, Zhong Yuanzhong also dialed his phone number." Telephone."

"Dazai is calling for help."