34 Chapter 34
"Like you, I am not human."
Mu Ye Xue Che received the mission and went to the port alone. The area he needed to investigate was very close to the port Mafia.
The bodyguard went out to search around and came back to report:
"No trace of Shibusawa Ryuhiko has been found in the south."
"There's nothing near the Mafia base either."
"I asked passersby, and I found out that Shibusawa Tatsuhiko appeared at nine this morning."
The bodyguards sent out found no trace, and the only information they got was from passers-by.
Mu Ye Xue Che nodded at the umbrella handle.
Maybe Ryuhiko Shibusawa heard the news and left here early?
You move really fast.
He was looking down in deep thought when he suddenly noticed something strange.
The bodyguard's report disappeared at some point.
The coolness gently spread upwards along his fingertips, his snow-white hair suddenly blew up, and the moist air occupied his side in the blink of an eye.
Mu Ye Xue Che raised his eyes.
Thick fog filled the entire street, and the sky and the earth merged silently into one.
He was alone, standing there holding a black umbrella.
Bodyguards, passersby, and every living thing on the street disappeared.
"call out--!"
The sharp sound of breaking through the air was mixed with fierce murderous intent!
Mu Ye Xue Che seemed to sense something and suddenly moved to the side, blocking the attack with his black umbrella.
Click.
The umbrella was cut into two pieces and landed lightly on the ground.
In the thick fog, a figure gradually emerged.
Its appearance, body shape, and demeanor are exactly the same as Mu Ye Xue Che's. A ruby is embedded on the back of its right hand, sparkling gently.
Mu Ye Xue Che's eyes darkened slightly.
It is the special ability of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko.
The so-called "suicide of a mutant" is actually the separation of mutant abilities, allowing them to actively attack their own masters.
Without their special abilities, people with special abilities are no different from ordinary people.
The mutant stood not far away, motionless.
But the fierce attack never stopped, and the invisible sharp blades attacked Mu Ye Xue Che densely.
Mu Ye Xue Che weighed the pros and cons for a moment and quickly realized the situation. He threw away the half-broken umbrella and ran towards the nearest building.
The mutant leaped lightly onto the roof and blocked his way. There was no pre-swing, no attack of any kind. His ability was undoubtedly powerful.
Mu Ye Xue Che changed his destination and fled in another direction.
In the thick fog, the boy took shelter behind a building, but still suffered a lot of injuries.
He couldn't see or hide, so he could only rely on the sounds to determine his position and barely avoid the fatal attack.
The next attack from the mutant was aimed at Mu Ye Xue Che's neck.
The boy immediately lowered his head, and the sharp blade grazed his cheek.
Mu Ye Xue Che seized the opportunity, grabbed the door handle of the shop in front, opened it, entered, and closed the door in one go.
Only after entering a safe place did he slowly exhale.
The pain that he hadn't felt while running away finally arrived, piling up layer by layer and enveloping him.
Mu Ye Xue Che took out his cell phone.
Good news: it still works.
Bad news: no signal.
He frowned slightly.
It is almost impossible to defeat the mutant. The only way to leave alive is to find Ryuhiko Shibusawa.
——Then kill Shibusawa Ryuhiko.
Mu Ye Xue Che lowered his head, thinking about how to treat the wound.
A shadow suddenly fell in front of me.
A cold touch gently cupped his face, lifting his gaze, and he subconsciously met those red eyes.
The cool fingertips gently stroked the wound on his face.
"You're hurt."
——!!
Mu Ye Xue Che's pupils suddenly shrank. He raised his hand and attacked subconsciously, but the opponent took a half step back.
He was able to see the face clearly.
He has black hair and red eyes. He is the Mafia member I met on the street before.
"You can't even defeat your own superpower?" The other party's tone was calm. "Being beaten like this is so embarrassing."
"I can help you treat your wound."
Mu Ye Xue Che: "..."
A bitter smell of medicine wafted over him, and he touched his cheek. The wound there was covered with a slippery film.
Ye Yue Shen, who was controlling the two vests, breathed a sigh of relief.
If the medicine is applied in time, it probably won't cause any damage to your appearance.
The separated mutant is completely uncontrollable.
Its attack was merciless. If it weren't for Ye Yue Shen's quick reaction, this vest would probably have died here.
Mu Ye Xue Che's face turned cold, "Are you here to get scolded again?"
Himuro Hayato blinked.
"Himuro-kun, is this your friend?" A strange voice sounded, and Shibusawa Ryuhiko walked out slowly.
He was wearing an exquisitely crafted tuxedo and glanced at the two of them nonchalantly. "If you are my friend, I can remove your supernatural power."
Kurome Yukie's gaze shifted from Himuro Hayato to him.
Look at each other for a moment.
Mu Ye Xue Che picked up the phone.
With a click.
He was taking a picture of Shibusawa Ryuhiko.
Shibusawa Tatsuhiko:?
"We're not friends," said Murasaki Yukito. "Shibusawa Ryuhiko... and the Port Mafia, are you working together?"
"cooperate?"
Shibusawa Ryuhiko laughed, "How is that possible?"
He was just curious about Hayato Himuro's special ability.
The other party can now barely be considered... his research subject?
Mu Ye Xue Che looked outside.
The fog dissipated.
His supernatural powers returned to his body.
Shibusawa Ryuhiko really canceled his supernatural powers.
Shibusawa Ryuhiko didn't care about their relationship. He walked back into the store and came out carrying a piece of clothing.
It was a white dress, the color and style of which were very similar to the one worn by Tatsuhiko Shibusawa.
"I only prepared one set. I didn't expect any guests to come today." Shibusawa Ryuhiko was completely immersed in his own world. He thought and said to Murasaki Yukito, "I can make you a set of clothes now."
Mu Ye Xue Che: “……?”
[Bai Qilin] Do you like making clothes for other people?
What kind of quirk is this?
Mu Ye Xue Che refused flatly: "No."
Shibusawa Ryuhiko had no intention of killing him, but he couldn't just leave.
Mu Ye Xue Che applied medicine to himself while looking around and scanning the furnishings in the store.
It's a clothing store.
The store manager is missing.
Mu Ye Xue Che was lost in thought.
If we want to completely resolve all this, we have to kill Shibusawa Ryuhiko, and now is a good opportunity...
"He's not human."
Himuro Hayato interrupted his thoughts, "You can't kill him."
Mu Ye Xue Che was stunned.
Shibusawa Tatsuhiko took out the blueprints and, amidst his busy schedule, looked up and replied, "I am a human, but it is true that you cannot kill me."
He glanced at Mu Ye Xue Che and curled his lips slightly.
"I can guess what you're thinking. Do you want to leave?"
It was visibly clear that the boy's expression became more alert.
"Don't be nervous," Shibusawa Ryuhiko said. "Put on the clothes I made, and I'll let you go. How about that?"
Shibusawa Ryuhiko's tone was relaxed, with no intention of joking at all.
Mu Ye Xue Che:?
There was a rare look of confusion on his face.
Just put on some clothes and let him go?
Is there poison on this clothes?
Mu Ye Xue Che looked at the clothes being made and fell into deep thought.
“…”
There is no poison on the clothes.
It was just ordinary clothes. Mu Ye Xue Che sat in the store for a while and then was pushed into the changing room.
The wounds on his body were neatly bandaged and covered under his clothes.
"Can I go now?"
"certainly."
Shibusawa Ryuhiko was very satisfied, his eyes were full of his new works, and he didn't care at all where Kurome Yukie was going.
He admired the work while chatting with Himuro Hayato. "You're curious why I let him go so easily, right?"
Himuro Hayato replied: "I'm not curious."
"Himuro-kun, this world is boring. Everyone is just doing their own thing. There are very few things or people that can catch my attention."
Himuro Hayato: "Where are your costume designs?"
"This is just my hobby, so it doesn't count." Shibusawa Ryuhiko continued to himself, "That person just now was just an insignificant cog in a million gears. After being painted, he became something new."
"—I don't need to get on with a little cog, right?"
Himuro Hayato replied: "He's not a gear, he's a human."
Shibusawa Ryuhiko: “.”
Is this guy a human-machine?
Do you understand what a metaphor is?
————
"Feodor-kun, I really can't help but want to give you 500 yen." Yun Xiji sat on the sofa, scrolling through his phone boredly, "It's not much, though."
“But I held back.”
Fyodor ignored him expertly.
The Russians put on their hats and furry coats.
"Hound hasn't called me yet." The young man slumped on the sofa as if he had no bones. The light from the screen reflected on his face. His fingers tapped the words, "I clearly already submitted my resume."
Sigma opened his eyes and couldn't help asking, "Why did Hound call you? And when did you submit your resume to Hound?"
"When I was on a mission with Gogol." Yun Xiji seemed to have pressed a start switch and slowly sat up straight.
"I changed Gogol's landing location so that he landed in the encirclement of the hounds," he said. "Then I left my resume with my contact information."
Sigma: “…”
Sigma: “…………”
Are you crazy?
Even if Shenwei is in the Hound, he can't play like this!
Fortunately, the person surrounded was Gogol, otherwise he would probably not be able to escape.
And send your resume to Hound and leave your contact information...
This guy doesn't even know his own identity!
madman.
In comparison, Gogol even looks a bit handsome.
After the mission, Gogol even helped Yun Xiji get his bed back.
Sigma was determined not to partner with Yun Xiji.
Fyodor dressed and prepared to go out.
Yun Xiji abnormally fixed his gaze on him.
"You don't actually need to be dressed so neatly. You'll have to change clothes when you get there."
Change clothes?
Fyodor looked at his favorite clothes and his first reaction was: Impossible.
Yun Xiji's predictions had never been wrong. Fyodor pondered for a moment and decided to ask before setting off: "Was I forced to change clothes?"
"Yes." Yun Xiji offered a buy one get one free deal, "Your mission will still fail."
Fyodor was suddenly spoiled: "..."
Yunxijihui will find every opportunity to reveal the spoilers.
He should have known.
Fyodor didn't react at all. He calmly opened the door and left the safe house.
Sigma hesitated to speak.
Yun Xiji turned his head and said, "Sigma, do you want to know your future?"
Sigma: "I don't want to talk to you."
Yun Xiji stared at him intently.
Sigma only looked away when he felt something strange.
"Why are you all so resistant to knowing about the future?" Yun Xiji was confused. "If there were dangers in the future, we could know about them in advance and avoid them."
"Knowing the future should be a good thing, right?"
This was the first time Sigma saw Yun Xiji like this. His strange eyes were drooping, and his eyelashes were lightly wrapped, hiding the emotions in his eyes. He seemed to be thinking, but also seemed to be distracted.
His tone was no longer as relaxed as before, but rather a little confused.
Sigma suddenly realized: Yunxiji was created by the book.
He probably had memories of the future when he was born, watched his entire life, and then slowly moved forward along the trajectory of the future.
No contact, no family.
Sigma was silent for two seconds.
"Go ahead." Sigma gave up.
Yun Xiji may be a pitiful man. He bears the memories of the future, so it is normal for him to want to confide in people around him.
But the word "future" is too vast and too vague, so Sigma set a deadline that is neither too far nor too near.
tomorrow.
"What's going to happen to me tomorrow?"
Yun Xiji raised his eyes.
"Do you really want to hear it?"
Sigma nodded.
Yun Xiji said seriously: "Regarding tomorrow's matter——"
"You'll find out the day after tomorrow."
Sigma: “……?”
After Yunxiji had finished teasing everyone, he rolled out of bed and went to sleep in a good mood.
Sigma realized belatedly that he had been tricked.
His expression was complicated.
Poor person?
What was he thinking just now, putting the word Yun Xiji and the word "pitiful" together?
Damn it.
On the other side, Haisai.
This is a spire building that soars into the sky. In a still intact hall on the upper floor, there is a round table with three chairs neatly placed beside the table.
Fyodor walked into the hall.
There's already someone inside.
Dazai Osamu, wearing a sand-colored windbreaker, greeted Fyodor with a smile: "Hi."
Fyodor paused and glanced at Shibusawa Ryuhiko's position.
There was no one there.
"Yes, he seems to be standing us up." Dazai propped up his chin, "I've been waiting here for five minutes."
He jokingly said, "Do you have his contact information? Why don't you give him a call and ask?"
Fyodor: "I don't have his contact information."
He pulled out a chair and sat down.
As the host, Ryuhiko Shibusawa was unexpectedly late.
Fyodor dropped his eyes.
It's so weird.
"I didn't expect him to invite everyone here." Dazai Osamu started the conversation. "Fyodor-kun, are you curious about his collection?"
Fyodor responded calmly: "Those are just some crystals of supernatural powers."
"There's only a crystal? The anticipation is gone." Dazai Osamu laughed.
The atmosphere froze again.
The two sat at the same table, but did not speak again.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard on the stairs.
They both looked over at the same time.
The person who showed up was not Shibusawa Ryuhiko, but Shiono Saikiku in a red military uniform.
He pulled out his ID: "Hound received a tip."
Tiaoye Caiju listened to the heartbeat in the house and raised her eyebrows.
"Internationally wanted criminals will appear here."
The rest of the Hound Squad quickly went upstairs.
"Do you want to fight first, or just follow us?"
Dazai Osamu stood up and decisively distanced himself from the matter: "I'm just an ordinary person passing by."
He looked innocent: "The person next to me is an internationally wanted criminal. You can take him away."
Fyodor was silent: "..."
forum.
【The clouds have broken and the sky is clear! ! 】
This is such a bold backstab! Yun Xiji predicted that Fyodor would be forced to change clothes. I thought they were made by Shibusawa Ryuhiko...
The result is——
Prison uniform? ? 】
1L [Backstab this piece/.]
2L [laughs]
3L [This is too much, reporting my own boss personally]
4L [Is this a token of allegiance? Hahahaha]
5L [Yun Xiji tried his best but failed to join the Hounds. Fyodor was the better one and easily got in.]
6L [Joining the Hounds and going to jail, huh? Prison welcomes you]
7L [I didn't expect that Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, who was obsessed with studying Himuro Hayato, could escape danger by accident]
[……]
Shibusawa Tatsuhiko took the clothes he had prepared long ago and placed them in front of Himuro Hayato. He said firmly, "Change into this."
Himuro Hayato picked up the clothes.
Shibusawa Ryuhiko was very picky: "Your tie is too ugly with this outfit, change it as well."
"This is my token of joining the Mafia." Himuro Hayato refused.
Shibusawa Ryuhiko reluctantly accepted it. He watched Himuro Hayato change his clothes and waited outside.
Ten minutes later, Hayato Himuro came out. Except for the tie that didn't match, everything else was perfect.
Hayato Himuro stood in front of the mirror, raised his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror. Tatsuhiko Shibusawa stood behind him.
Silver light flashes.
A knife suddenly pierced into Himuro Hayato's body.
"I've studied this before and found that people subconsciously activate their special abilities when they're near death." Shibusawa Ryuhiko thrust the knife in, chuckling softly as he asked, "Himuro-kun, what's your special ability?"
Himuro Hayato remained motionless.
Through the mirror, he saw Ryuhiko Shibusawa standing behind him.
From the moment they met, Tatsuhiko Shibusawa had been trying to kill him.
Death...
The tip of the knife was dissolved bit by bit, and the wound was healing in an incredible way.
Shibusawa Ryuhiko's smile gradually disappeared.
"Is this your special ability?" asked Ryuhiko Shibusawa.
"No, I don't have any special abilities."
This guy kept saying this the entire time.
"Ordinary people can heal wounds so quickly?" Shibusawa Ryuhiko complained. "You're not an ordinary person at all. What are you pretending to be?"
The two looked at each other through the mirror.
Those blood-red eyes were like flowing blood, thick and bottomless.
"I'm definitely not an ordinary person."
"Like you, I am not human."
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"Strong supernatural power fluctuations have been detected near the port! Thick fog is expected to cover the entire Yokohama in an hour! In five hours, it will spread to the whole of Japan—"
"What is that?"
The members of the Special Ability Division leaned closer to the screen and could barely make out the blurry silhouettes:
"It seems to be... a dragon?"
"Dragon? Where did the dragon come from in Yokohama?"
The Special Ability Agent Department is in chaos.
"Where are the Hounds? They haven't left Yokohama yet, right?"
"Call them to solve it!"
"The Hound is attending to other matters..."
"What could be more important than Yokohama?"
"The internationally wanted criminal Fyodor escaped from prison an hour ago. The hounds are tracking him and he has already left Yokohama."
“…”
"Go find the Port Mafia." Sakaguchi Ango pushed up his glasses, and with just one sentence, he quieted the noisy Special Ability Division. "We need his help."
Zongtian Shantouhuo slowly unfolded his fan and raised his eyebrows.
"Follow the adjutant's instructions."
The Armed Detective Agency soon received the news.
Fukuzawa Yukichi opened the window of the Armed Detective Agency. The fog had spread to the nearby streets and would soon reach them.
Not long ago, Kurome Xueche brought back relevant information. The information was very detailed, ranging from Shibusawa Ryuhiko's preferences to the methods of cracking supernatural powers.
The Armed Detective Agency is well prepared.
The white fog gradually invades the detective agency. It is difficult for an individual to overcome his or her own special abilities, but it will be different if they work together.
Everyone was divided into two groups to attack each other's special abilities. If they encountered a difficult special ability, they would leave it to Dazai Osamu to deal with.
Before long, the detective agency became a mess. The space was too small and it was easy to hurt others by mistake.
Amidst the noise and calls for help, Dazai Osamu inserted the dagger into the crystal of supernatural power.
Click.
He drew his dagger and shook his hand.
"The last one."
"Solved."
On the other side, there was thick fog.
The Mafia closest to the port was the first to suffer.
Most members were caught off guard and forced to struggle with their own abilities.
Chuuya Nakahara was sent to the very core of the storm.
As soon as he got off the car, he saw a flash of white in the distance. His trusted subordinate was standing not far from the dragon, wearing a white suit and staring at the dragon quietly.
"Hey! Himuro Hayato!" Nakahara Chuuya immediately stepped forward and yanked him over, his eyes tinged with anger. "Are you looking for death?"
How could Himuro Hayato dare to stand so close to the dangerous dragon-shaped mutant?
"I won't die." Himuro Hayato looked at him, "But if your special ability is separated, the entire Yokohama will be destroyed."
He offered a possibility: "I might die then."
For a moment, Nakahara Chuuya couldn't tell whether the other party was caring about him or mocking him.
He exhaled and took off his gloves.
"I know what you mean."
He had to act quickly.
"No, what I mean is—" Himuro Hayato retorted, "You should just stay in Mafia."
Nakahara Chuuya: “…”
His face turned cold and he punched Himuro Hayato.
That's obviously not what I meant!
"Why are the Mafia fighting among themselves before the battle even begins?" A voice came from afar, and the figure of the detective agency slowly appeared.
Dazai Osamu put one hand in his pocket and raised his head.
"Is this Shibusawa Ryuhiko?"
The dragon stood out in the entire sky.
He sighed softly, "It's time to end it."
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[I really want to praise this scene as being very cool, but...]
Is this a comedy? Why would someone fight their own people while slaying a dragon?
1L［Is there no one who cares about our Shibusawa Tatsuhiko?］
2L [Shibusawa Tatsuhiko: Feed me peanuts]
3L [Yokohama, where most of the buildings were destroyed by the dragon:?]
4L [I didn't expect that the person who triggered Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's memory was Himuro Hayato. If it was Tuo-sensei, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko would be really screwed.]
5L [Fyodor is being hunted: Don’t cue]
6L [This episode is so coincidental, it feels like déjà vu]
7L [I mentioned a keyword above: combination, book page]
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