38 Jinjiang Exclusive
Sincerity is the ultimate weapon.
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Fyodor's little secret thoughts were unknown to Kawakami Wakana; all she knew was—
I'm not feeling well right now.
Because, according to Dazai Osamu, shouldn't the face in front of us be a human face that he created using AI?
So, she was confident enough to send the picture to Fei Jia as her own photo, following Hinata Natsu's advice to dress as a boy—after all, if it was AI, it wouldn't infringe on anyone's portrait rights.
But now, the face that should have been created by AI is actually standing alive in front of her.
Kawakami Wakai understood instantly—
"Oh, Dazai Osamu lied to me again!"
Little did they know that the name "Dazai Osamu" was the very thing that the Gravity Master before them couldn't tolerate.
"Did Dazai tell you something about me?" Chuuya Nakahara's brow twitched instantly.
“I don’t know you,” Kawakami Wakana said hastily, “but I’ve seen your picture.”
You can tell from this short man's attitude that he might have some kind of grudge against Dazai Osamu. In any case, he tends to act impulsively whenever Dazai Osamu is involved.
So she found an "AI-generated face photo" that she had saved a few years ago and showed it directly to Nakahara Chuuya.
"—Dazai once sent me this, saying that if I was being harassed by a pervert, I could send this to him and say it was my photo!"
Chuuya Nakahara: ?
Fyodor: ?
Fyodor couldn't help but pose three philosophical questions—
He's the only person of the opposite sex I've chatted with online. Could the "hentai man" be referring to him?
However, this cat has become quite clever, and has even learned to target its opponent's weaknesses.
As expected, Nakahara Chuuya was also very angry.
"Hey," he tried his best to control his temper, "you didn't actually use it, did you?"
"Is that so strange?" Kawakami Wakana asked in return.
"Dazai never said it was a real photograph. He said he drew it using AI."
Nakahara Chuuya: "..."
No wonder he was once confessed to by a greasy middle-aged man with a beer belly during a mission.
All my feelings stem from Dazai Osamu!!
"This mackerel—!!"
With a loud "thud," Chuuya Nakahara slammed his fist into the wall beside him, creating a noticeable hole.
Kawakami Wakai: Huh?
Anyone who can survive in the Port Mafia must be extraordinary, but she never expected to encounter such a superhumanly strong man!
She instinctively shielded Fedia even more tightly.
Because, it seems that the "super-strong man" has turned on some strange switch, and even a faint red outline seems to appear around his body.
"Chuuya, don't be so irritable with that girl." A pair of hands suddenly pressed down on Chuuya's shoulders, and the red outline around him seemed to disappear at that moment.
Dazai Osamu gave Nakahara Chuuya a winking smile:
"I guessed you might ruin Wakana-chan's plans, so I simply handed Q over to Odasaku and came here to check it out." Dazai Osamu looked at Nakahara Chuuya with a grin.
"Besides, as you know, no one but A has the key to his underground cell. If I do nothing, how can I let Wakana sneak in?"
Chuuya Nakahara: !
So annoying!
The sight of Chuuya Nakahara's eyes wide with fury amused Osamu Dazai.
"You're getting angry already? Well, you'd better hold back when I tell you the secret I'm about to tell you, or you'll get breast nodules from getting so angry."
"As for the 'AI face-shaping' thing, it's really not Ruoyi's fault. After all, she only sent it to Fyodor-san at most. On the contrary, I used your photo as my profile picture, registered on several dating apps, and even chatted with the people I was matched with."
"..."
The worst thing is when the air suddenly goes quiet.
A minute later, Chuuya Nakahara's seemingly frozen brain finally started functioning again. He couldn't help but roar at Osamu Dazai:
"Dazai Osamu!! It was you!!"
“Now is the time,” Kawakami Wakana suddenly squeezed Fyodor’s hand. “Let’s go.”
After saying that, he quickly led him away from this "place of trouble".
Fyodor: "..."
so--
Was he rescued by both the kitten and Osamu Dazai?
Even when Chuuya Nakahara was angry, he could have easily slipped away on his own, but he didn't do so when he saw Wakana Kawakami blocking his way.
Because he could see that the kitten's legs were trembling, and even when it was pulling him along, its palms were sweaty and no longer as warm as when it touched him before.
but--
Fyodor made an even more interesting discovery.
It was so interesting that he even felt it wouldn't matter if he didn't get the list of A-level superpowers today.
“neko”.
He suddenly spoke.
"Speaking of which, weren't you surprised by that person's special ability after seeing what happened just now?"
"Surprised?" Kawakami Wakai seemed not to understand why he would ask that question.
"If you're talking about that gentleman who seems to know Dazai quite well, then you're right. After all, this is the first time I've truly experienced the world of ability users."
"But if he didn't have that ability, he wouldn't have been recruited by the Port Mafia."
"...!"
Kawakami Wakana instinctively shut her mouth.
Only then did she belatedly realize that she had been tricked into revealing information by Fei Jia.
Just now—
He uttered the term "superpowered person" in front of Fedia.
Suddenly, she felt a chill permeate her entire body. Even though it was summer, she felt every muscle in her body tense up involuntarily, and goosebumps rose on her skin.
Ruoyi cautiously turned her head to check the numbers above Fyodor's head—
The favorability rating remained unchanged, but the murderous intent suddenly surged to 85.
"..."
"Is that so?" Detective Fyodor pushed up his glasses. "The secret Dazai mentioned earlier is that you also awakened a special ability, and you probably know my identity as a special ability user, right?"
"Because I mentioned before that the Armed Detective Agency might have a group of special people, you realized that it might be related to your 'special ability,' so you went to Dazai, which is why he knew about your ability user status."
Kawakami Ruoyi: "..."
Feda... was right about everything.
She could only feign composure and say, "We can talk about this after we leave here. The most important thing right now is to avoid being found by that A."
As she spoke, she reached out to take Fyodor's hand. But realizing that her palms were already soaked with sweat, she immediately pulled her hand back.
Fedia is quite clean. If you were to touch him with hands so sweaty, his murderous intent would probably escalate again.
“Neko,” Fyodor said, grabbing her wrist. “Haven’t you realized it yet?”
"This is the Port Mafia building."
"So what?" Kawakami Wakai's tone carried a hint of bluff.
Fyodor simply licked his lips, like a wolf that had spotted its prey.
"Then let me put it more clearly."
"This is the Port Mafia building, a place where it wouldn't be surprising to find dead bodies."
“I could easily take care of you right here. Even if they find out, they’ll assume it was one of their colleagues and deal with you themselves. You’ll just become a missing person poster that will never be found.”
"..."
Kawakami Wakana couldn't help but curse herself a few times in her mind, "Sukabul."
She thought she had done a great job, successfully persuading Dazai Osamu to help and diverting the anger of the strong man. However, she still managed to trick Fei Jia into revealing information about her.
Yes, aside from her own superpower, she seemed to have never witnessed any other superpowered individuals using their abilities, to the point that she forgot that the world of "superpowered individuals" was definitely not that simple.
"……"All right.
Since that's the case, then we can only use the final, ultimate move – "sincerity".
Ruoyi swallowed hard, composed herself, and said:
"Oh? Fedia, I've been hiding your identity as a superhuman all along, and I've even interfered with your plans. It's not surprising that you want to kill me."
"But before you kill me, isn't there anything else you want to know?"
She gazed into Fyodor's eyes.
"For example, what exactly is my special ability?"
Her response was quite successful.
Sure enough, after Kawakami Wakana brought this up, Fyodor's eyes lost some of their gloom and instead looked at her with some curiosity.
Things seem quite interesting.
Knowing that he couldn't possibly leave alive anyway, he decided to die knowing the truth.
“Even if you tell me what your abilities are, I have no obligation to tell you mine,” Fyodor stated succinctly.
But the girl's eyes showed no change whatsoever.
"So what if we know about Fei Jia's abilities?" Kawakami Wakana blinked. "Anyway, I'm saying goodbye anyway."
"..."
For some reason, Fyodor suddenly lost his temper.
But then, Kawakami Wakana suddenly announced loudly, "Affection level—71%!"
Fyodor: What?
Kawakami Wakana looked up at the top of her head: "It's 72% now."
Fyodor: "..."
"So," he concluded, "your abilities allow you to see how much I like you?"
“Yes!” Ruoyi nodded quickly. “I can not only see you, Fei Jia, but also other people I know!”
She thought to herself that she was going all out.
Either he could leave smoothly using this "sincerity killer move," or he could simply provoke Fei Jia and make his intentions even more thorough.
So she simply launched a new "information bombardment": "My parents' level of affection for me is marked with 'family,' meaning they like me as family, while my friends are marked with 'friend.' Even my school professors are marked with the word 'teacher.'"
"Oh?" Fyodor seemed quite interested in that. "And what about me?"
"No notes," Kawakami Wakana honestly confessed.
"Dazai said that's because to you I'm not family, not friends, and certainly not a student, but rather these unexpected and unique feelings."
"—For example, love."
Fyodor: Huh?
[Author's Note]
Ruoyi: Take a gamble, and your bicycle might turn into a motorcycle!
Small Theater
Hmmmm, it's not surprising that Fei Jia, who often stays up all night writing proposals and hacking, has some postural issues.
To make him stand up straight, sit upright, Ruoyi be like
"Davari!"
Fey immediately straightened her back.
Something strange was etched into the DNA (bu)
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