I feel that although the process of restoring willpower in the last world was a bit brutal, it still looked respectable.

This time I really came into this world in an awkward way, and then regained my will in an awkward way.

Why is this thing here? Wasn’t this pillowcase taken away by Chuuya-baby?

How come it suddenly appears in Meursault now, and in this way!

Could it be... what Chuuya meant?

I thought about it carefully, and the only people who knew about this pillow cover were me, Zaizi, Chuuya, and Momiji who I accidentally ran into...

Maybe there is also Mr. Mori. This involves the key figure of Hong Kong underworld, Chuuya, and the former cadre Zaizi. Sister Hongye may have told him. After that day, Chuuya's condition may have changed subtly, and Mr. Mori will definitely notice it.

Emmm——If this was done by Lao Sentou, I wouldn’t be surprised at all.

After all, Mr. Mori is also an LSP. As expected, all LSPs in the world are one family. However, the awakening of my will should be just a pleasant surprise.

This also made me feel less embarrassed about the persecution of the world will these two days. To be honest, when I think about how I called the little wild dog these two days -

What Dazai-sama, Chuuya's father, what Nakajima-kun, Akutagawa-kun, Izumi-kun. Oh my god, I feel jealous myself.

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I am too embarrassed to face people. I have already had this experience once, but it was still arranged so clearly. This cannot be blamed on me. Who knew that every time I pinched myself before, the script team saw it clearly, and who knew that those small details were thought out clearly by the script team.

Can we have less imagination and more sincerity?

I felt the weight of Mr. Tuo behind me - you know, this is the heaviness of fate, this person almost led me astray.

If it weren't for my inexplicable sixth sense, if it weren't for my good luck, if it weren't for Mr. Tuo's prudence, I would have really obtained an identity in this world and stayed here forever.

Directly controlled by the will of the world.

It's scary when I think about it now. I don't even know when I suddenly lost my original appearance. The power of subtle influence is really scary.

But thinking back to the time when I carefully analyzed, planned, and backstabbed Tuo Zong...

Hehehe, it seems to be quite cool.

This wave of mine is really handsome.

Brothers, quickly type "666" on the public screen to commemorate the good brain that I will never have.

If I were this smart in normal times, I would not have failed the math exam in the college entrance examination.

It’s also very sad to imagine.

It was only a moment that Tuo was distracted by the pillowcase. In his script, I was created by Dazai Da... Ugh, I'm used to it - I was a humanoid device made by Dazai using a "book". Apart from the ability of "disqualification from being human", I have nothing that truly belongs to me.

So in principle, according to his script, this "book" with a blank page in his hand, just this "paper plane" can control me.

That's why he could work with me without worrying about it - to threaten Gallipoli, and he had something with which he could gain control of me, so if things changed, he could still be in control.

That's how it should have been.

But to be honest, I'm not afraid of this thing at all. To me, it's just a piece of paper, a paper airplane.

My hands were tied by the master. I tried to break free, but after I regained consciousness, my body had indeed returned to the state that could not even handle the 1000-meter physical test.

Don't be fooled by Tuo's weak appearance. After all, he is a member of the fighting nation. As everyone knows, I am no match for the mediocre Taijutsu master Dazai Osamu and the lovable Fei Xiaojia. I can't even get a little bit of space.

In order to prevent being discovered, my sudden drop in fighting power and to save my face, I got hot-headed and moved the only place on my body that could launch an attack - I opened my mouth and bit.

I wanted to bite the boss, but I bit the paper airplane into my mouth and the high came all at once. I swear, I couldn't remember what I was thinking at the time.

The moment I took a bite, I met Zaizi's deep and somewhat surprised eyes. Then my brain twitched and I took advantage of Tuo Zong's hand and chewed the folded paper airplane and swallowed it.

Zaizi stopped walking, and I guess Tuo Zong must be looking very strange.

And everyone watching behind the monitors—

...I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it.

Sometimes people just get carried away and can't help but do things that they don't even understand.

Just like me, I not only ate the pages of the "book", but also couldn't help burping.

"belch--"

"Pfft..." Zaizi couldn't hold back and burst out laughing. And it was the kind of laughter that made him hold his stomach with his hands, "You, you always surprise me, hahahaha..."

The embarrassment on my face is about to overflow, can't you feel it?

Just wait, I will definitely mass-produce this painting of yours later. I believe that many people will buy it, which can be considered as some income for Zhong Ye.

"Really..." Mr. Tuo let me go, his face full of helplessness. Even when I stabbed him in the back, he felt calm in his heart.

After all, those who stab others in the back will be stabbed in the back. He should have been mentally prepared, but he was really caught off guard by what I did just now.

Chewing and eating the "book", can anyone else do it?

Really, after the story of a mixed Zai Zi character was extended to me, my social phobia directly developed in the opposite direction and became social awesomeness.

The saying "everything reaches its extreme and then turns to its opposite" is nothing more than this.

I really let it go.

I had nothing to fear, because I felt that I would be leaving soon. Then I wouldn't be embarrassed when I got back.

I wish here that I can forget all the embarrassing scenes in this time travel experience, otherwise I will probably scratch my toes at any time and anywhere when I recall a certain moment in the future.

But for now, the backstab was a great success!

He raised his hands in surrender, and it was clear that he didn't care about being imprisoned in Meursault or anywhere else. He cared more about me than his own fate.

"Don't you have any feelings? If you are a person created by the 'book', there will be no exceptions - unless, your identity..." I can intuitively feel his brain turning, or even more abstractly, I can hear the sound of his brain turning, "So that's why Dazai-kun is like this. Was everything you did in the underwater base at that time, including this reaction, all fake?"

???

Do you see the question mark above my head?

I have never pretended, I don't understand what you are talking about.

"That's only natural," Zaizi put his hand on my shoulder and said to Tuo Zong, "This person is mine."

This statement is somewhat ambiguous, but think about it - I am Chuuya's face now, and when I return there will be another frenzy of CP fans.

I am also a fan of CP, kdlkdl!

My social compulsion prompted me to grab Zaizi's waist with my backhand - oh, this thin waist, this feel, is much better than the gay friend who cosplayed Zaizi!

Sure enough, the original one is different.

This hand that has touched the butcher's waist cannot be washed, it must be worshipped! When I get back, I will show it off to my gay friends.

What happened next was natural, just like my clever plan. Tuo was not imprisoned in Meursault, which was full of holes and lacked the sense of rigor. It would be better to transfer him to the Special Forces Division. Of course, the Special Forces Division could not be allowed to supervise him, as they would not be able to keep watch.

We have to get the hounds.

The four members of the Hound Team, except for Tachihara, who I had already told some of the truth to them, could not accept the fact that Fukuchi Sakurachi was the real terrorist.

Especially Okura Yezi, he has a crazy admiration for Fukuchi Sakura.

But there was no way, the evidence was solid. With the testimony of General Tuo, there was no need to explain. When I was madly backstabbing, Luanbu was concentrating on digging out the truth - no one can do things without leaving traces. Although he rarely took action himself, all the plans were communicated by General Tuo.

But there was one thing he couldn't resist, and that was Bram Stoker's head. He had originally intended to use it to start an infection around the world, so he naturally took the head with him when he went to Yokohama Port.

Not only did I bring it with me, but I also used it.

It was used on Mr. Ke. Do you understand what Ai Shouyi means? It's useless!

Not only did it not work, it also triggered Kazuto's sanbuff. It must be that the ability to transform cells stimulated Kazuto's body, causing him to become the indescribable thing he was when fighting Chuuya, even bigger than the body he had on the night of the last double black resurrection battle.

Half of the people in Yokohama saw the huge building rising from the ground in the port, and President Ke was even on the evening news. I saw some people comment that this was the beginning of a new war, as if they had already used President Ke as a weapon, and were openly and covertly trying to blame the port mafia.

But Mr. Liansen was "invited" to the military and police department for tea, and had to take the blame after he came out.

Oh, by the way, I decisively put all the blame for Meursault's welcome ceremony after he was released from prison on Old Sentou. Look at the horrible look on his face. I absolutely cannot admit even a single bit of it.

Everything went smoothly in SkyCasino. Although Vulpecula was very strong and experienced, he was clearly restrained by the trio of Flower, White Tiger, and Lop-Eared Rabbit. With Mark Twain's special ability as a guarantee and Sigma's cooperation, Vulpecula had no chance of turning the tables in SkyCasino, a relatively isolated place in mid-air.

After the failure of the Five Decays of Heaven plan, the crisis in Yokohama was naturally resolved. It seemed that I only needed to wait for a few days and find an opportunity to go back.

The Hounds' troop mechanism has been temporarily suspended due to Sakura Fukuchi's madness, but the other Hounds members already have high military ranks, so it won't affect them.

As for Li Yuan, he did not choose to stay in the mafia, but he also had no intention of returning to the military and police, and has been following me recently.

...There's no future in this, why are you following me?

I think I went too far before, causing Tachihara to trust all my decisions. But it's good that he doesn't rely on anyone, even if he is alone, it's easy for him to survive in Yokohama. He just went from being a mafia member and a military policeman to an ordinary person. Even if we don't mention his special ability, his own strength is very strong and he has savings, so I don't need to consider anything for him.

One thing I forgot to mention is that the hound's monthly maintenance can be stopped because of Bram Stoker.

Unlike Fukuchi Sakura, he was not too useless to K. Although becoming a vampire's family is not advisable, due to the special nature of the hound's body, part of Bram Stoker's DNA can repair the defects of hounds who have been transforming their bodies for many years.

Just to prevent Bram Stoker from being used by someone with ulterior motives to cause trouble in the future, he was secretly executed by the military and police after the bodies of the Hound Dogs were repaired.

Sigma joined the Armed Detective Agency - "Books" cannot create life out of thin air, stories and life are different.

It turns out that in my script, my body was based on the angel Chuuya. And Sigma actually also has a body. After Ranpo helped him figure out these problems, he admired Ranpo, an "ordinary person" who is very powerful without any special abilities. As an "ordinary person", he felt pressured.

Sigma naturally accepted Ranbu's offer. Although he was also one of the Five Degenerates, his crime was not serious, and in the end he was able to make amends for his crime and return to the light. With President Fukuzawa's guarantee, and with the help of Chief Taneda, he stayed in the Armed Detective Agency.

As for the Philippine President...

I felt a little sorry for him because I ate the page of the "book" that I had intended for him. But he was open-minded. I didn't promise anything at the beginning, so he just thought it was because of his lack of ability. But this time he gained the favor and favor of the three forces in Yokohama, so he still made a profit.

Everything seems to be moving in a good direction.

The only thing that made me a little uneasy was that I didn't find the page of the "book" with Tuozong's script on Fukuchi Sakurachi's body.

Of course, Zaizi and Ranbu both told me to be relieved, because after working together, they were able to basically guess the story that Tuo Zong had written in the "book", and the most difficult time had already passed, so there was no need to worry.

But I just have a bad feeling.

I encouraged myself in my heart and relaxed myself.

Oh, by the way, there is one more thing I am very curious about. What did Zaizi write in the "book"?

"What's in the 'book'?" Zai Zi sat in the coffee shop downstairs of the detective agency, facing me, "Didn't you read it?"

No.

Not to mention that the characters are really small, I really can't read Japanese. Learning a language because of the language environment, being able to hear and speak it is already a huge step for me.

I have problems with reading and writing. When I came to this world, I thought about learning it well. But firstly, my character does not allow me to reveal that I don't know Japanese, and secondly, I am really lazy.

By the way, when I was almost assimilated, there was a period of time when I could understand it, but now when I think back, I can only recall a few words, just like remembering a painting, I can't recognize the words in my memory.

I have set a goal here today that when I go back to school this time, I will go to the Japanese department next door to attend classes. I will never be lazy again and let my gay friend supervise me.

"Although some of the contents in it are indeed my ideas, I was not the one who wrote it~" Zaizi added sugar into the coffee one by one.

Why order an Americano if you don't want bitter coffee?

What are you pretending for? No, this may just be Zai Zi's hobby. A real Zai Zi never pretends to be cool.

"Is it...Mr. Ranbu?" I asked tentatively, and it seemed that there was no other suitable person.

"Bingo, since we can't confirm the impact of 'No Longer Human' on the 'book', Mr. Ranpo will write it and I will arrange it." Dazai Osamu said as he pulled out the familiar fragment from his pocket. It was still covered with a transparent film, and the densely packed words were connected together. "Let's first talk about what Dostoyevsky guessed?"

"You mean Feijia?" I didn't realize that I was calling her in a more intimate way. Zaizi was a little unhappy with me calling her that, but he didn't say anything. "He thought you used the power of the 'book' to hide in Meursault."

But I think, if it’s just about entering Meursault, there’s no need to use so many words, right?

I bet that’s not what it says!

"Hahaha - does he really think so?" Zaizi laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes. "With my past crimes, do I need to plan to get into Meursault? Isn't it something that can be solved by just moving my fingers and asking Mr. Ranbu to write a letter of denunciation?"

Report a letter?

Written by Mr. Ranbu?

Dazai Osamu, you are worthy of being the best person at protecting yourself from explosions.

"The content above is about you~" Zaizi picked up the spoon and crushed the sugar cube in the coffee. A little white powdered sugar floated in the dark coffee.

"I?"

There was a big doubt in my big eyes. Is it related to me?

Zaizi didn't say anything more, just pressed the fragment of the "book" under the quilt, got up and left.

……?

Hello, hey, hey, I don’t understand.

At least read it to me!

I pulled out the broken "book" that seemed to be stuck to the table because of some sugar on its surface, and just as I was about to chase after him, the shop assistant suddenly stopped me.

I typed a question mark.

"Dazai-kun said that you were responsible for settling all his previous bills here. You're not planning to run away, are you?"

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……? !

He said he would treat me to food and drinks, and told me not to bring anything with me. I didn't have a penny on me!

Damn, Dazai Osamu, you are really amazing.