After experiencing a series of lucky E events not long ago, fate still did not favor me and let me continue to be E like this.

Even if I came out to eat some junk food, I would be forced into the group chat by Mr. Tuo.

Do you know that you are wanted now?

"You look surprised." Mr. Tuo supported his chin with his hands crossed, his face looking pale as if he had not seen the sun for many years.

I felt a little scared when I saw it.

"Yes and no." I tried to answer, feeling extremely nervous. But then I thought, I even survived that night of social demise in the hotel, so what else could defeat me?

My mood gradually calmed down.

Tuo Zong paused for a moment and said, "...You are very different from what I imagined."

I took a sip of the fat guy's happy water and just didn't answer at this time.

"You are not Nakahara Chuuya, but you have the same characteristics as him." Tuo took a French fry from my plate and put it in his mouth without any hesitation. "Brothers, father and son, clones - or...?"

I waited for a few seconds, but he didn't say anything more.

Or something else? You tell me.

I once again boycott the Mystery Teller using my real name. Can't this world have less tricks and more sincerity?

I gave Mr. Tuo a smile in return.jpg.

Do you know the meaning of the expression smile.jpg?

I'm laughing at you.

"Pushkin's 'virus' is a very special ability. Even Dazai-kun's human disqualification cannot directly perform anti-supernatural operations from outside the body of the person being treated, so the core of your plan should be Pushkin himself." Tuo talked about the recent events, "When Pushkin was absolutely safe. Your vanguard let him go as a passerby, and Dazai-kun did not directly contact Pushkin to use the human disqualification ability. However, the leader of the Port Mafia, Mori Yugai, and the president of the Armed Detective Agency, Fukuzawa Yukichi, suddenly recovered. May I ask, why is this?"

Because I'm special. I don't know what's wrong with Zaizi these days. He has no intention of hiding my existence anymore. If you say you don't know anything about it, you're being pretentious. I don't believe it.

As expected, he just wanted to see my reaction, and when he saw that I was calm, he started talking to himself again.

"In such a big world, there are no two leaves that are exactly the same, so how can there be exactly the same abilities? Even in some special cases that I have seen before, the abilities can only be described as similar or extremely similar."

Who said my character is a butcher?

My ability is exactly the same as his, even my name is the same.

"A peculiarity with a probability of one in a trillion will backfire on the psychic when it is formed. Not to mention the anti-psychic ability of human disqualification, but you look pretty good." Tuo Zong said, suddenly moving his hand and grabbing my wrist when I was not prepared, "It is indeed very similar to Dazai-kun's."

His hands were not very strong, and I shook them off with a slight effort.

His slightly long nails scratched my palm, making me feel a little itchy. Based on my many years of experience in Haitang, I knew he was definitely hinting at something.

I rolled my eyes. "People are such despicable creatures. They really get used to everything."

You can actually use this kind of seductive trick!

"Have we met before? You seem very familiar with me." Mr. Tuo pondered over my words and seemed to agree.

Nonsense, isn't this just another literary giant version of you that you wrote in "Crime and Punishment"? It would be strange if you are not familiar with it.

I didn't reply to him directly.

However, he didn't care whether I answered or not. Perhaps in his eyes, not responding was also a response.

"It seems that I have never seen it before."

You really don't need my answer at all.

I thought about it and wanted to turn the tables. "First it was Shibuzawa Ryuhiko, then Gongsaku, and then there's that legendary item. Do you really think that eliminating all people with special abilities will end the evil of mankind? You can't be such a naive character, right?"

Saying words like "human" and "sin" like this, I somehow felt like I was back in junior high school, when I thought I was shouldering the fate of all mankind and thought that other people were too naive every day.

Thinking about it now, I feel a little ashamed.

But Mr. Tuo's smile deepened and his interest in me increased a lot.

At the same time, the tension during this confrontation began to gradually stimulate my middle school soul.

"Have you ever heard of an old Chinese saying? 'Don't let a small act of kindness go unfulfilled.' Cleaning up people with special abilities and creating a world without special abilities is a 'small act of kindness'. As long as I can do it, I should do it, right?"

ha?

What kind of statement is this from a messenger of justice? Is President Tuo such an idealist?

I took a bite of the hamburger, but the strange yet familiar aroma in my mouth suddenly made me realize that something was wrong. I quickly took a napkin and spit on it.

It's crab meat.

Although it is true that he is a slayer in terms of character, I am allergic to some seafood, so even if I like crayfish or crabs, I cannot eat them.

Besides, I clearly ordered the spicy chicken burger.

I put the burger down and looked at Mr. Tuo with a twitching eye.

There must be no one else except him who could switch the food for me. Did he expect that I would walk into this fast food restaurant today?

It doesn't seem strange.

"Do you hate the taste?" Tuo opened the bread. "Hiss - this eliminates another possibility."

……?

Although I don't know what he is talking about, I have to find a way to take control of the speech and not let Mr. Tuo dictate my pace.

First of all, I have to set a goal for my topic, otherwise it’s easy to get lost in the end and end up being led back to the past.

What I want to know from Mr. Tuo is, of course, the plot that has not yet been drawn in the comics!

One chapter a week is too slow, I want to know it all at once.

Let's start, secret technique, the soul of Chuunibyou!

"Feijia, what do you think is the most basic law in this world?" I brought up a metaphysical topic.

That way, I could turn the conversation back to his plan in a strong way.

"Hmm..." He tapped the tabletop with his fingers rhythmically as if he was thinking, "Do you really think there are such things as complete 'rules' in this world?"

How come you don't play by the rules? How come I have to answer the question again? And the question has changed from a subjective question that I can express freely to a judgment question.

Mr. Tuo really perfectly interpreted the several ways of dealing with questions mentioned by Mr. Hake, one of the male protagonists in the TV series "Yes, Prime Minister", and directly raised another question.

"At least, if you want something, you have to pay at least an equivalent exchange. After you created a plan without people with special abilities, don't you have other plans? Does this mean that you want to give up your special abilities or give up your life?"

Mr. Tuo laughed, the kind of laugh that even made a little sound - although this guy is very charming, he is also really a pig king, with a lot of fans.

"If Dazai-kun can do it, there's no reason why I can't do it, right?" You two are also "old enemies", so why do you have to compete with Dazai-kun for such things?

Wait, what did he just say?

What can Zai Zi do?

My eyebrows twitched. Mr. Tuo was referring to the two things I just said, "giving up supernatural powers" and "giving up life". This is nothing strange for Zaizi, who is originally a suicidal person - if it is just understood by ordinary people.

But Zaizi didn't really want to die. He wanted someone who could pull him out of the abyss more than death. Otherwise, he would have died long ago after so many years.

Mr. Tuo is so smart, and he has a lot in common with Zaizi, so you should be able to feel it more or less, right?

That is...

IF line?

"It seems that one more possibility can be ruled out." Mr. Tuo was very satisfied with my reaction, as if everything was under his control.

But I felt like I was holding my breath.

But the key lies in the previous question. In principle, books can be used to observe parallel worlds, or if lines, but isn't this Zaizi's privilege?

Mr. Tuo has also become the owner of the memory of a parallel world. Welcome to join the Bai Lan Jesuo family?

I rubbed my fingers - no, it didn't look like Mr. Tuo was able to fully observe the if line. It seemed more like he was making a guess based on some factual evidence.

This "certain fact" is likely to come from the "pages of a book". The reason why he needs to speculate rather than directly grasp the facts is also very simple. What he has in his hands is not a complete "book", but only the "pages of a book".

It's like taking a section out of a collection of stories.

Thinking this way seems to explain a lot of problems.

"I've never tried it before, how small can a person's handwriting be?" Tuo said, taking out a small piece of folded paper from his pocket and placing it in front of me, hinting at me, "How about giving it a try?"

Could this be the remains of a "book"?

He just took it out like that?

Isn't this too careless?

I looked at Mr. Tuo with suspicion. I knew clearly that this was most likely a trap, but of course I also wanted to try out such an awesome key item and the core setting of the world.

I thought about it carefully. If I take it, Mr. Tuo may predict that I will take it; if I predict that Mr. Tuo will not take it, he may also predict my prediction.

Who knows what level he is on? Instead of worrying about it, it’s better to be decisive.

I reached out and was about to touch the small piece of paper when another hand suddenly reached out from beside me and took the paper away.

"How many people have spent all their wealth, and even their lives, fighting for the 'book', and now someone is using it as a gift, how generous." Zaizi did not wear his signature windbreaker, but a black casual suit. At first glance, you would think you have dreamed back to the dark era.

He stuffed the paper into his pocket without even bothering to show it to me.

Juejuezi.

"You really can't be underestimated at all, Dazai-kun." Mr. Tu was stunned for just a blink of an eye and didn't seem very surprised.

He leaned back in his chair. "What? No military or police this time?"

Zai Zi ignored him completely. He urged me to sit inside to make room for him, and complained that I had sneaked out to eat the newly released crab burgers without him.

The living person in front of him seemed to be completely non-existent in the eyes of the butcher.

This kind of complete disregard, not even with my involuntary curiosity, is not a method of poking~

Mr. Tuo just watched us finish a set meal opposite him without saying a word, as if he didn't want to be embarrassed.

"If Dazai-kun doesn't mind..." Just as Tuo Zong was about to speak, Zaizi immediately interrupted him with a willful look on his face.

"Mind! It's even more disgusting and off-putting than a slug." His words were merciless. I would have been so embarrassed.

But Mr. Tuo is obviously not a normal person.

He stood up calmly and said, "Let's leave it at that for today. I won't bother you two anymore."

Having said that, he stood up and prepared to leave.

I nudged Zaizi with my hands under the table - were we just going to let him go? Weren't we going to catch him?

At least limit his ability to cause trouble, right?

But Zaizi just picked out the crab meat from the burger, then took out a small document from his suit pocket and placed it in front of me.

Before I even opened it, I saw a few large words written in the lower right corner of the cover.

“Parenting and child verification”.

Even if I don't understand Japanese, I can still recognize these Chinese characters.

Parent-child identification?

Is there really such a setting as parent-child identification in anime?

Isn't it enough to look the same?

Oh no, it's over.