He looks like a devil from hell.

Nakajima Atsushi lay on the ground, gasping for breath, looking at the man in front of him with empty and aimless eyes.

He was wearing a long black trench coat, his face was a little pale, and he looked at Nakajima Atsushi with indifferent and cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person. The hem of his trench coat transformed into thorny vines that swayed behind him, like the tentacles of a legendary sea monster.

"Now, it's your turn." With a calm and arrogant tone, he spoke out Nakajima Atsushi's ending expressionlessly, like a judging god.

The crying of his senior's sister continued behind him. Nakajima Atsushi looked at Rashomon that was stabbing straight towards him, his hands shaking.

He thought, why does it have to be me?

I have never been happy before. Yesterday, Mr. Dazai brought me to the Supernatural Armament Club, and I finally felt a little warmth from society. Why did everything suddenly collapse?

The senior who used to smile at him warmly now fell in a pool of blood; the sister whom the senior cared for the most was in tears because of his death.

All three of them would die in this alley that no one had ever discovered, buried under thick dust, drowned in discarded debris, and eaten up by passing rats.

Is it me, the disaster star that brings all the misfortunes?

The face of the director of the orphanage who kicked him out suddenly appeared in Nakajima Atsushi's mind. He kept telling him: "You are a waste. No one will be lucky if they are with you..."

The words overlapped with those of the man in black in front of him. Nakajima Atsushi suddenly gritted his teeth. He jumped forward with all his strength. The power of Yuexiahu instantly possessed him. He roared loudly: "I will never let you succeed!"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke laughed sarcastically, raised his head and looked at the fierceness in Nakajima Atsushi's eyes, without moving a step.

Rashomon, start.

The claws and fangs moved at the same time, turning into a huge cage and trapping Nakajima Atsushi inside. After struggling with Nakajima Atsushi in the cage for a few times, it grabbed his hands and feet, twisted them hard, and then swung them hard, creating a huge hole in the ground. Nakajima Atsushi screamed in pain, propped himself up, and tried to stand up, but before he stood up, he coughed up blood uncontrollably.

The fishy smell of rust filled his mouth. He reached out and wiped it quickly. When Rashomon attacked him again, he went up along Rashomon and punched Akutagawa Ryunosuke hard in the face.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't check for a moment, and was hit by him, causing his entire face to tilt to the side. A trace of blood oozed from the corner of his lips, making his face look even paler. However, a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his lips: "Very good."

Afterwards, when Nakajima Atsushi attacked him again, Rashomon, who was well prepared, cut off one of his feet and rushed straight to his neck.

"You are a gifted person," Akutagawa Ryunosuke whispered, "but it's a pity that you won't live to see tomorrow."

Sudden.

An extremely powerful pressure came towards Akutagawa Ryunosuke, as if all the gravity of thousands of pounds fell on Akutagawa Ryunosuke. Akutagawa Ryunosuke knelt down on one knee without any defense. He widened his eyes in disbelief: "Who are you?!"

Such a special ability, such a special ability, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who almost grew up next to that person, recognized the owner of this special ability almost at the first second, but...

At that moment, Akutagawa Ryunosuke swore that if this man dared to show up, he would kill him.

A gorgeous and arrogant voice suddenly rang out on this quiet street: "Ah, you are so weak."

Then, a man fell from the sky.

The lazy and sexy orange semi-long hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and a small black hat with a red rim was worn diagonally on her head. The ice-blue eyes under the hat were cold and powerful, but the narrow and long corners of her eyes brought out a certain incomparable beauty.

The exquisite three-piece suit perfectly outlines his body contours, thin waist and long legs, and the black cape behind him is unruly and bohemian.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who had just silently vowed to kill this man with the same supernatural power as Mr. Nakahara Chuuya, looked at the face of the person who came and fell into deep thought.

"Are there really two identical people in this world?"

Otherwise, he must have been hallucinating.

Otherwise, why would he see Mr. Nakahara Chuuya, who had left this world long ago, standing in front of him again?

·

Inside the Armed Detective Agency, Kunikida stood up from his desk with a dozen documents in his hand and angrily went to find Dazai Osamu.

He and Dazai Osamu had already agreed that each of them would write a report once. He had been shirked by Dazai Osamu every time before. This time, he absolutely, absolutely, absolutely would not let Dazai Osamu, who did nothing but slack off, go.

Dazai Osamu, wearing headphones, leaned lazily on the sofa, wearing a white shirt and black trousers. His pair of seductive peach blossom eyes were smiling and he was humming a song whose meaning was unknown.

Kunikida became furious when he saw this and threw the documents heavily on the table in front of Dazai Osamu. He was about to say something loudly to condemn Dazai Osamu.

Suddenly, Dazai Osamu opened his eyes, and those eyes, which usually couldn't tell the depth or whether he was joking, suddenly revealed a look of sadness that made Kunikida wonder if he was seeing things.

Seeing Dazai like this for the first time, Kunikida frowned and asked, "Are you okay?"

Dazai Osamu raised his head and looked at him. He had a very handsome face, especially his iris-colored eyes, which had charmed countless women who were willing to go crazy for him. His profile in the sunlight showed an almost gorgeous beauty.

Dazai Osamu's eyes paused on Kunikida's face for a moment, and he said softly, "Kunikida."

"Hmm?" Kunikida was a little uncomfortable with Dazai Osamu's formality.

Moreover, even though Dazai Osamu had done nothing, he didn't know why, but he saw a sense of danger from Dazai Osamu. This sense of danger was more than ten times stronger than when he saw Akutagawa Ryunosuke of the Port Mafia.

Kunikida's brain alert system screamed in his mind to run.

Then, he heard Dazai Osamu speak very seriously, almost sincerely.

"Finally, I can go meet someone."

·

Nakajima Atsushi looked at the orange-haired young man who was bending over and holding out his hand to him, and asked in confusion: "You are..."

The orange-haired young man frowned and said, "White Death, you are not only degenerating in your fighting ability from being in the Armed Detective Club, but your brain is also degenerating, right?"

ah?

Nakajima Atsushi was even more confused. He looked at the orange-haired young man, a face that he would never forget after seeing him again. He was 100% sure that he had never seen the orange-haired young man before this meeting. But why did the orange-haired young man greet him so familiarly? And in such a familiar, almost relaxed tone?

Before he could figure it out, Akutagawa Ryunosuke finally broke through the gravity pressure of Nakahara Chuuya. Without saying a word, he attacked the orange-haired young man.

When he faced Nakajima Atsushi before, he threw all the playful mood like a cat catching a mouse out of his mind. He looked at the orange-haired young man in front of him eagerly, and used all his strength to grab the orange-haired young man with Rashomon's momentum.

Nakajima Atsushi, who had just suffered a loss at Rashomon, wanted to speak up and remind the orange-haired young man.

He was seen rising up, grabbing Rashomon with his hand, and punching Akutagawa Ryunosuke in the face. It was obvious that his physical skills were very powerful, and there were no major mistakes in his movements. He beat Akutagawa Ryunosuke back step by step. Not only was he completely suppressed in physical skills, he also had no room to use his supernatural powers.

But it was this complete suppression that made Akutagawa Ryunosuke feel extremely absurd.

When the orange-haired youth kicked him to the ground again, he stretched out his hand with difficulty, grasped the corner of the orange-haired youth's clothes, and asked harshly: "Are you... Lord Nakahara Chuuya?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's face was as pale as a piece of paper. He was born with a weak body, and although his physical skills were poor, because of his special abilities, no one could beat him up like the man in front of him.

Moreover, they are too similar. Akutagawa Ryunosuke's taijutsu was taught by Nakahara Chuuya step by step. There is no way Akutagawa Ryunosuke is not familiar with every move of Nakahara Chuuya. He stared at the orange-haired young man, waiting for him to give him an answer.

Nakahara Chuuya glanced at him sideways, but didn't let him let go, saying, "It's me. Why? We just had a fight a while ago, you didn't forget who I am in the blink of an eye, did you?"

He emphasized, "Akutagawa Ryunosuke of the Armed Detective Agency."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, whose face was full of nostalgia just now, suddenly widened his eyes. He could accept that Nakahara Chuuya didn't remember him, but he absolutely couldn't stand such grievance. He shouted: "I am indeed Akutagawa Ryunosuke, but I absolutely cannot be a member of the Armed Detective Agency!"

"Huh?" Nakahara Chuuya frowned, feeling that things were not simple.

"And who are you?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke said: "I am from the port mafia..."

Before he finished speaking, Lord Nakahara Chuuya, who was in front of him just a moment ago, suddenly disappeared. Akutagawa Ryunosuke was a little confused, and he and Nakajima Atsushi, who was also confused, looked at each other in confusion, not understanding where Nakahara Chuuya had gone.

Why did he appear again, Akutagawa Ryunosuke wondered, could it be that Mr. Nakahara Chuuya was not dead at the beginning?

That……

He was daydreaming when he found that the person he had just thought of suddenly walked in front of him.

Dazai Osamu, wearing a brown windbreaker, walked slowly to the corner of the street, scanned the traces around him, lowered his eyes and asked Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

"Where's Chuuya?"

The author has something to say: Thank you for watching.

I just started to outline the world line, so I'm a little slow to write. I'll update tomorrow. Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2021-08-01 22:32:14~2021-08-02 23:04:00~

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