Chapter 135
Because I unconsciously want to be good to you.
Therefore, these bar-shaped objects that are trapping him are his own supernatural abilities.
Fuyuki withdrew his hand and stroked his chin, his eyes showing increasing interest; this was indeed an unexpected answer.
……interesting.
It's just quite troublesome.
She used the dagger in her hand to poke at the strip-shaped object, which looked extremely dangerous, yet easily changed shape with her movements.
"Are you completely unable to control it?" Fuyuki asked, sheathing his short sword.
Fyodor, like a riddle teller: "Well, who knows?"
Fuyuki raised an eyebrow, suddenly raised the short knife in his hand, and stabbed it towards the other person's heart with lightning speed, the sharp blade slicing through the air.
The harmless girl's aura suddenly changed, and she became full of murderous intent. This was the kind of child who should belong to the main force. The short knife in her hand pierced straight into the man's heart.
Fyodor froze, his face filled with utter disbelief, blood quickly trickling from the corner of his mouth: "You, cough, you..."
Fuyuki watched expressionlessly as his body melted, then completely turned into a red liquid. The surrounding red streaks quickly coiled around this liquid, eventually wriggling on the ground and barely forming a human shape.
The whole process was extremely fast. Before she could retract the dagger she had thrust out, a humanoid figure formed from liquid and strips of material was already rushing towards her.
"Master!" A cry of alarm rang out as the short sword in his hand suddenly blazed with heat. Cherry blossoms scattered in an instant as Gokotai, holding his main body, stood in front of him.
As a short sword whose primary function is protection, it was the fastest to react in such a close-range attack, especially since its main body was already beside the Saniwa.
"I'm fine."
Dongshu stood still, her hair fluttering in the breeze, but otherwise she remained remarkably calm.
Carrying a short sword, he approached this direction alone.
Although she wasn't exactly helpless, she was fairly aware of her own fighting abilities.
"Master, please don't worry." Gokotsu gripped his main body tightly, shielding her in front of him. The humanoid fluid seemed to be controlled by the instinct to kill.
Dongshu gently shook her head, and only retreated when the three knives behind her approached. Standing at a distance, she looked at the thing carefully, but couldn't find any clues.
Where is the real Fyodor?
The spiritual power detected no aura other than supernatural abilities.
"Right here." Just as she was wondering, the sound of the stray dog suddenly shrank in the distance.
A familiar little paper figure appeared out of thin air and landed on her shoulder.
Actually, this guy hasn't fully recovered yet; like Chief Mori, he's in a semi-recovered state.
Fuyuki blinked, and his own sword spirits quickly suppressed the supernatural power.
This was a battle with no suspense whatsoever.
"Why didn't you say so before?" She rubbed her temples, her head aching. "Honestly, you always try to patch things up after they've already happened."
The little stray dog guiltily crumpled himself into a ball: [Ahem, I forgot, I just forgot by accident. A little forgetfulness isn't a big deal, right? I'll remember eventually, hee hee.]
Fuyuki: [...]
That's so annoying!
[Next time! Absolutely! I will never come here to work again!]
She was furious.
Little stray dog: *crying*.jpg
But He also knew he was in the wrong, that his leaky mind had caused his beloved little winter tree to do a lot of trouble.
"Tsurumaru, go find some rope and tie that thing up." Fuyuki ignored him and went to deal with the matter at hand.
Although it's a supernatural ability and has a fluid-like appearance, it can be touched directly, perhaps because there are bugs in the world.
"Alright, trust me, I tied it really tight." Tsurumaru Kuninaga clapped his hands after completing the task, then landed lightly next to Fuyuki, blinking his eyes as if he were asking for credit.
Dongshu happened to walk forward and didn't see it.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga's expression instantly darkened.
She crouched down and took a look. The superhuman had no expression, but his whole body seemed to scream "I'm not convinced."
She asked, "Crime and punishment?"
The superhuman entity twisted even more violently.
This thing reacts to the name.
[Has this guy's owner not even recovered yet?] Fuyuki narrowed his eyes, having a guess.
"Huh?" The little stray dog scratched its head, then quickly floated over and sat on her head. "Wait a minute, let me look for it."
Having accomplished the basics, He didn't need to constantly monitor the situation and rushed back, so He didn't really get a full understanding of everything.
He returned shortly after: "Indeed, it's a pure supernatural being. As for its owner… they're still working on his brain over there."
For Fedor, the brain is a very important thing, and it cannot be taken lightly.
Fuyuki remained silent for a moment.
so……
【Then go and investigate why everyone's abilities have changed in effect?】
【good. 】
The stray dog left and returned, bringing an explanation:
Because the "book" isn't ready yet, the ability is somewhat unstable.
Fuyuki's heart was filled with a profound sense of desolation.
You must resist hitting the child. He is still a child; he is just a child.
This is just a little baby with a world consciousness. It's normal for things to be imperfect. We can't treat Him by the standards of a mother.
Fuyuki stood up.
Okay, relax.
At this moment, she finally felt that there was nothing wrong with this world.
She doesn't need to investigate the cause of the disordered supernatural abilities, she doesn't need to interfere with the progress of the world's reconstruction, and she doesn't need to push forward the restoration of important figures.
As a little stray dog with a global consciousness, he could clearly see all of this, but his brain just wouldn't work, and he couldn't remember anything about the world he should know.
Tsk.
Fuyuki suddenly realized what she needed to do again.
All she needs to do is make the world consciousness think carefully about what else it has forgotten.
Otherwise, once the world is completely restored, it will be a joke if we find that there are still patches missing here and there, and then the people in the world discover the bugs.
The sin and punishment at its feet struggled fiercely, and a thin rope could no longer restrain its movements.
That won't do; if they break free, they might end up doing something troublesome.
Although it's just an incomplete entity with superpowers, its distorted abilities still exist. If it were to attack Nakajima Atsushi again and actually take over someone's body, things would get really chaotic.
Fuyuki glanced at the people around her, and finally her gaze fell on Mikazuki Munechika. She said, "Mikazuki, go find another rope."
Mikazuki Munechika, upon receiving the order, quickly dragged back a thick hemp rope.
The thick, heavy rope made a loud noise as it rubbed against the ground, drawing the attention of Fuyuki, who was secretly torturing the little wild dog paper doll's body.
"How come it's so big?"
Hasebe also took a closer look, surprised that the other party could bring back this thing.
"Hahaha... I just picked it up casually and found it." The elegant old man did things with elegance, even something as simple as finding a rope.
"It looks very sturdy."
Fuyuki nodded in approval.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga, eager to try, said, "How about I tie you up this time too?"
Dongshu glanced at him, and her excitement instantly vanished.
I have a feeling that if I let this guy come again, it won't just be tying him up, it'll be hanging him up.
She held out her hand to compare; the diameter of the rope was even wider than her palm.
It showed no signs of aging or cracking when touched, it's absolutely sturdy.
However, she abandoned the idea of tying the rope herself because it was so thick; she probably didn't have the strength to tighten it.
Let me see, let me see. Wow, what a huge rope!
The little stray dog, who had successfully broken free from Fuyuki's grasp, also came closer to take a look. Taking advantage of the fact that no one else present could see him, he even circled around it with his body and gestured.
The little paper figure circled around so narrowly that its head and feet couldn't reach the top.
Dongshu approached casually and pulled it off the rope.
"Tie that guy up again, and we'll leave once we're done."
Apart from Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was ordered not to move, the three swords and five tiger cubs bound the superpowered being tightly.
Spiritual energy gathered around the supernatural power that had been reinforced and bound by ropes, and then formed a sealed area.
Fuyuki looked at the supernatural being, who had no human consciousness to control its behavior, from left to right, and only left with peace of mind after making sure that everything was in order.
After finishing their business, the sun outside was still blazing down on them, so Dongshu quickly found a shady spot big enough for several people to stand in.
"Awooo... Awooo..."
Just as she was looking around listlessly, a little tiger suddenly squatted down at her feet, retracting its claws and tugging at her clothes.
"Hmm?" Dongshu asked, puzzled. After picking it up, he skillfully placed his fingers on its ear. "What's wrong, Xiaohu?"
The little tiger squinted its eyes and enjoyed the skilled scratching. The next moment, it shook its head violently to wake itself up, pointed its paws upwards, and let out a soft, dense growl.
"Xiao Hu said there are people there." Wu Hu Tui was the first to see clearly.
people?
On the top of the tall building, in a view that should have been completely obscured by light pollution, a person stood with his arms outstretched on the edge of the roof, the howling wind blowing past him and making his clothes flutter.
His position was dangerous; if he took another half step back, his center of gravity would fall outside the building.
Dongshu frowned.
We are currently in a period where important figures are being reinstated one after another.
Who is it? Why would they suddenly appear in this way at this time...?
"I can't see clearly." Fuyuki squinted, but a human's eyes cannot be raised to see clearly in direct sunlight.
The spiritual energy surged upwards.
"Oh dear, is this guy going to jump off the building? How interesting." Tsurumaru Kuninaga squinted, his tone tinged with speculation. "Jumping from that height, he'll probably be a bloody mess, won't he?"
"Um?"
Following Tsurumaru Kuninaga's words, his spiritual power had already discerned the other party's appearance.
A black trench coat, a red scarf, and even a smile on his lips.
It turned out to be the leader, Zai.
Opposite this man were two other guys.
Ryunosuke Akutagawa and Atsushi Nakajima.
The former, Fuyuki, was unfamiliar to him, while the latter he had already met many times.
At this moment, Nakajima Atsushi's attire and demeanor were different from what she had seen before.
"...What's going on here?"
Dazai Osamu, who was supposed to stay where he was with the others, suddenly appeared on the high ground.
[Wait, wait, wasn't this part repaired? How come the world has merged? Strange, this should be the main world!] The little paper figure, which was being tightly clenched in his hand, struggled to emerge from between his fingers, looking at the scene before him in horror.
It's like handing over completed materials to your boss, only to witness a huge oversight yourself – a terrifying experience.
"Hey..." Fuyuki struggled to ward off the sunlight. "That's not important. Is that guy really going to jump now?"
"According to his timeline, his final fate should indeed be to jump off a building and die." The little stray dog rubbed his arms. "But right now, I haven't repaired the other subsidiary worlds yet; I've only reconstructed the main world. His presence here doesn't make sense."
And it looks like it's reached the end of the world line.
Before the world was destroyed, that world was only at the stage where Ryunosuke Akutagawa stormed into the port of Mafia.
Seeing Fuyuki's worry, the little stray dog quickly said, "It's alright, it's alright."
[I just need to quickly create that little world for him. It's very simple, trust me, I'm quite capable now.]
Don't worry about anything! Just keep an eye on him, and if he doesn't jump, then give him a hand!
Fuyuki: ?
No? Help with what?
"Master, should we stop him?" Seeing that she kept looking up in that direction, Hasebe asked understandingly.
After calming down, Dongshu shook her head: "No need."
The identity card inside her body began to heat up, and feeling the intense information emanating from it, she paused for a moment before continuing, "Now, I guess... everyone can think about how to get back, right?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Dazai Osamu jumped off the high-rise building.
The rapid descent caused by gravity began to compress the internal organs, filling the brain with intense pain and the panic of being threatened with death.
Just as he was halfway down, a force emanating from him suddenly surged across the entire world, and everything in the world began to fill with life.
Items not belonging to this world are stripped away little by little. The "book," which can realize everything, appears quietly in the sky for a moment, and then returns to the place where it should exist at this moment.
Dongshu blinked, took out the sword curtain, and pulled out a piece of paper covered in creases.
She released her grip, and the paper flew toward the "book," then merged with it.
"Hey? Wait, why did you take it back? It was a gift for you." The little stray dog saw this scene as soon as it returned, and its previously arrogant demeanor instantly turned into one of bewilderment.
Fuyuki watched silently as the papers merged: [It would be better to give them to me to make the world more stable than to give them to me.]
"Okay..." The little stray dog deflated, slumping back onto his shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll definitely find an even more interesting gift for you later."
"..."
Dongshu lowered his head and touched the little tiger that was snuggling against him, purring affectionately.
Why are you being so good to me?
Is it because he is helping to stabilize the world?
[Reason? There is no reason.]
The limp little paper figure spoke weakly, saying, "Just seeing Little Winter Tree standing here makes people want to be kind to you."
A pure, gentle, fragile being that cries for everything...
It also makes people want to treat you even better.
A deep voice sounded in my ear; it didn't belong to the little stray dog.
As if sensing something, Dongshu raised his head. Above the bustling city, a transparent figure appeared, its body riddled with holes, its face unrecognizable, yet its size was the same as Dongshu's.
Welcome back.
Yokohama.
[Author's Note]
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