Chapter 64 Chapter 64 Dazai Osamu's words
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Mo Shiyu took a deep breath.
His speechlessness was about to overflow from the screen - why is it so difficult to meet a normal person these days?
Dazai Osamu moved closer, circled his fingers around the gray hair, but his eyes slowly moved over Mo Shiyu's eyebrows.
He seemed a little confused, blinking his eyelashes, and said in a low voice as if on the tip of his tongue, "Hmm?"
"Are you a man?"
Mo Shiyu supported himself on the ground with one hand, curled his lips and snorted.
Dazai Osamu was stunned.
“…How could that be?”
He turned back with a look of disappointment, ready to crawl back into the cocoon, but Mo Shiyu, with a frown on his face, grabbed his collar and dragged him back to where he was.
The young man in the camel windbreaker struggled a few times. "Please don't stop me. Let me sleep a little longer. This time, it will definitely be a girl's kiss that wakes me up..."
Mo Shiyu said coldly, "You'll probably only encounter a female bug. It's more likely to kiss your insides—and then break them up and eat them."
Dazai Osamu froze for a second after hearing this, then immediately stopped struggling and turned back to calmly adjust his clothes.
"Think carefully, compared to the parasite in your body, this way of dying is not aesthetically pleasing at all. Forget it."
Mo Shiyu narrowed his eyes when he heard this, "How... did you know I have a parasite?"
Long before coming here, Zhu Fu Jingguang told him the name of the person he was looking for, so Mo Shiyu naturally recognized the person in front of him.
Dazai Osamu, an important character in Stray Dogs, has the supernatural power of [No Longer Human], which is the ability to invalidate all supernatural powers.
Also, he is a black mud spirit with a script in his hand!
This was the only description Mo Shiyu remembered, which he heard from a girl in his class in high school.
I guess it means that he can predict everything so well that it seems like there is a script.
Mo Shiyu felt a little apprehensive.
Dazai Osamu slowly raised the corner of his mouth, "Who knows? I'm just a weak human trapped in a cocoon."
Zhu Fu Jingguang took a few steps closer and tried to smooth things over in a gentle voice.
"Hello, Mr. Dazai. I'm Midorikawa Hikaru, and this is Moshiyu. The reason we're here is actually to seek your help. We'd like you to remove the effects of this baby parasite on Toshiyu-kun—if this is a supernatural power."
Dazai Osamu hummed, "Baby?"
Mo Shiyu pressed his sprained ankle, and the skin under his hand felt a strange pain and itchiness, as if thousands of small things were crawling on his skin, which made him shudder.
He could only try his best to remain calm and explained, "Yes, babies will grow in my cocoon. After the babies leave my body, they will melt into liquid, but new babies will grow in the liquid..."
"I see," Dazai said. "Originally, isolating the juice from the body would solve the problem, but this damn place doesn't allow for cleansing, and Mr. Tokiyo's condition is getting worse. So, Mr. Midorikawa remembered that you'd been monitoring me for a few days. Am I right?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang was squatting beside Mo Shiyu, helping him up. Upon hearing this, he coughed awkwardly, "Did you really realize it?... I'm really sorry about this."
"It's okay, you're just following your boss's instructions."
Dazai shook his finger nonchalantly. "Besides, if you hadn't followed me, I wouldn't have been tied up here. Mr. Tokiyu would have been hopeless, helpless and would have been parasitized and grown little wings."
Zhu Fujingguang: "...little wings?"
He subconsciously imagined that if Shi Yujun said so, it must be gray wings, right? But wings that were too small might not allow him to fly. Would other insects bully him? Wait, what was he thinking?
Mo Shiyu couldn't help it: "...I say, let's hurry up."
Dazai Osamu glanced at the gray-haired young man not far away.
His condition was getting worse and worse. His cheeks were burning hot, sweat was covering his eyelashes, and his face was red and wet. Despite his beautiful facial features, he looked a little confused, but his expression was full of disgust.
The juices in his body must also contain neurotoxins, and they have already penetrated deep into his body.
Dazai Osamu shook his head regretfully. If this was a girl, this wet red poison would be their token of love.
What a pity.
***
Mo Shiyu originally thought it would take some effort, but unexpectedly, Dazai Osamu agreed so readily, "It's a free trial opportunity, don't miss it."
He looked at Mo Shiyu sincerely and added, "Of course, if Mr. Shiyu has a biological sister or younger sister who can be introduced to me and die with me, it would be even better. Oh, please consider it, or I can use it as a condition for helping you..."
Mo Shiyu: “…”
Moruofushi Kagemitsu, who had been following Dazai Osamu for several days and knew his evil nature very well, looked at the ash-haired young man with some helplessness as his face turned red due to the black mud essence.
Trust me, Shiyu-kun.
At a time like this, it would be wise not to reply to Dazai-kun.
Perhaps he understood Zhu Fu Jingguang's gaze or he was out of energy, but Mo Shiyu didn't speak again.
"Then let me try..." Dazai Osamu moved closer, gently lifted Mo Shiyu's chin, and looked into his eyes carefully.
[No Longer Human.]
A few words uttered from his lips.
Mo Shiyu was lifted up to look up, and the distance between them was shortened. He could smell a slightly bitter medicinal scent on the other person, and the pair of unfathomable iris-colored eyes stopped a few centimeters in front of him.
He felt slightly unwell because social distancing was violated.
But this discomfort was quickly diluted by the scene before me.
He suddenly discovered that the depths of Dazai Osamu's pupils clearly showed a frightening color, as if a painter had accidentally splashed a layer of ink on them, with layers of thick and thin colors, which was a bit creepy. If he stared at it for too long, it would feel as if he was being sucked in.
Dazai Osamu suddenly pulled away and smiled, "Okay."
He casually adjusted his hair, "As expected, my hair is a little messy. I don't have a mirror, but Tokiyu-kun's eyes can see clearly."
Mo Shiyu lowered his head. All the juice on his body had been wiped away, and the refreshing feeling made him feel a little uncomfortable.
The trembling feeling as if small things were crawling on the skin also disappeared.
But there seemed to be some discomfort inside the body. After all, some juice had seeped into the body, and perhaps even Dazai Osamu could not eliminate it.
"Thank you, Dazai-kun." Mo Shiyu thanked him softly.
Dazai Osamu chuckled and turned to look at Morofushi Kagemitsu.
"Just in case, Mr. Midorikawa, I will use my ability on you too." He shook Zhu Fushimi's hand, and the tissue fluid on the latter's body disappeared in the next moment.
After checking his body, Zhu Fu Jingguang thanked him sincerely.
"Alright." Dazai Osamu stood up excitedly, "Let's go save the world!"
Mo Shiyu stood up obediently, and after a few seconds he suddenly realized——
Wait, if a handshake is enough, why do you need to lift his chin?
The system's voice sounded at this time.
[Dazai Osamu's Favorability: 0 (+20)]
Zhu Fujingguang, who helped him up, noticed that the young man's movements paused slightly and did not move for a long time. He couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
Mo Shiyu raised his eyes and said, "It's okay, it's just that my ankle still hurts a little. Let's go."
Zhu Fujingguang's voice was gentle, "Lean on me."
"Yeah." Mo Shiyu curled his eyes.
When he walked out of the stone gate, he looked at Dazai Osamu's smiling face, but felt wary and surprised in his heart.
Dazai Osamu's favorability towards him was actually negative at the beginning.
This must be the first time they meet.
Just now, when this guy fell into Mo Shiyu's arms and looked up and called him "Miss Prince", it didn't seem at all that his initial favorability was -20.
In Mo Shiyu's favorability system, the favorability of strangers when meeting for the first time is between 0-5. A level below 0 generally represents a deep degree of dislike.
Someone who starts with a negative favorability...
Was Dazai Osamu's first impression of him disgust?
He lowered his head and smiled.
He is indeed an interesting guy.
***
Without the juice on their bodies, the bugs probably won't be able to smell them.
But Mo Shiyu's cocoon was quite special, so Zhu Fu Jingguang wrapped him in his coat just in case.
This place is incredibly large, and there's a fork in the road every ten minutes or so.
Dazai Osamu and Morobushi Kagemitsu never repeated themselves. It was as if there was an electronic processor in their heads, and every step they took made a mark on the map in their heads.
Mo Shiyu thought it was simple, so he gave it a try. However, he fainted when he reached the fifth fork in the road, so he gave up and obediently let Zhu Fu Jingguang support him as he walked.
…
They seemed to be walking down all the time, and their bodies had a distinct tilt. Mo Shiyu noticed that the occasional tree roots between the surrounding stones had also become thicker.
The dark tree roots, like giant snakes, intertwined together to form a large spider-web-like root system, densely embedded around it, like a twisted chessboard.
Looking closely, the lines on the tree roots actually formed resentful human faces, with the two lines forming eyes staring straight at them.
There is an indescribable horror and disgust.
"Is this underground?" Zhu Fujingguang touched the tree roots and whispered, "Why are the tree roots like this? Is this a supernatural power?"
"It's not a supernatural power, it's a natural occurrence." Dazai Osamu shook his head. "Something unusual has happened underground in Yokohama. It can't be caused in a short period of time."
"Is the moth man also a kind of mutation?" Mo Shiyu asked.
What is the cause?
"Maybe..." Dazai Osamu paused and suddenly said, "Have you heard of a hypothesis?"
He turned around and looked at them, or to be more precise, he was looking at Mo Shiyu.
In the darkness, Dazai Osamu's expression was unclear, but his voice was unusually soft and pleasant.
"The world is a deformed cripple."
A deformed... cripple?
Mo Shiyu repeated it in his mind, and some clues seemed to pop up in his mind. He wanted to look for it carefully, but there was no trace of it.
At this moment, they heard the faint sound of flapping wings in the distance.
The three of them looked at each other, immediately stopped talking, and dispersed tacitly the next second, each finding cover.
When the flapping wings sound got closer, Mo Shiyu could see clearly that there were about six or seven mothmen, led by a slightly larger mothman.
They were not moving very fast, and behind them was a group of humans with pale faces, dazed eyes, and tied hands.
Looking at the staggering way these people walk, you can tell that they have probably been poisoned and are not even conscious. They can only follow the moth man in front of them in a daze.
The moth-man in the front was a talking one. His voice was vague and greasy. He seemed very anxious. The wrinkles on his face were rubbed again and again by his shriveled long hands, hanging down in the air, and the juice on his face was constantly being washed off by his movements.
"The sacrifice hasn't even begun yet, and [——] has already escaped. If he transforms into a butterfly in some unknown corner, that would be extremely disrespectful!"
His tone was extremely distressed. Then he began to mumble something vaguely. I could no longer hear it.
"Follow them." Zhu Fujingguang mouthed the words, and Dazai Osamu and Mo Shiyu nodded.
The three of them followed the end of the team without being noticed and blended in with the humans.
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