Guangjin Liulang mentioned the throat in one breath, feeling like he couldn't get up or down.

Although no one could understand this young man from the beginning, most of the time his behavior was still within the ordinary category.

...Although my hobby is suicide, it is a bit too unique.

The two looked at each other at the door, wondering if it was an illusion, but Riorang Hirotsu always felt that the two "Dazai Osamu" had the same confusion as him in their two kurish eyes.

In fact, Qiuyue Lianshu was indeed very confused.

Before the well-dressed older man knocked on his door, he had been swaying in the body's master's room for a long time.

However, it was surprising that the owner of this body did not leave any personal traces in the room - except for stocking up a large number of bandages.

The wardrobe is also filled with shirts, trousers and a long black suit jacket.

...What kind of clothes are these?

This place doesn't look like his home at all, it's more like... a temporary place to settle down.

The only thing worth paying attention to is the old-turned book of Complete Suicide on the table.

There are many books on the bookshelf, but they are all very profound philosophical books, and there is no sense of wear or flipping through them. According to the newness and oldness of the books, Qiuyue Lianmao took a look and knew that this must be pretending - A Qiuyue Lianmao, who never conducts extracurricular reading, said this.

...So, is this a super second?

Akitsuki Lianmaru thought as he looked at the "Full Suicide Manual" and the bookshelf filled with mysterious books.

In order not to break down the character of the body's owner, Akiyue Lianmaru took a deep breath and began to recite the contents.

...At least, you must start to master the clues when you find them, and you cannot expose your feet in the simplest place.

Because, he is indeed not very good at the feeling of being a second-tier student. He showed a desperate look on his back and Lianzhu. This person is really too far from him.

But it is fortunate that although the performance of the second-year middle-class people in the world is very strange, they all end up with the same fate in the end - isn't it just a performance of the second-year middle-class people?

Lian Zhuo took a deep breath, no problem, he could do it! As long as he abandoned his face, he would do it!

Qiuyue Lianmaru called his body owner almost every ten minutes, but until the well-dressed old man knocked on his door, he still couldn't meet his body owner.

After seeing Guangjin Liulang open the door, Lianmao was a little confused. He thought that the owner of this body was a student, after all, at this age, he could only think of this.

However, after seeing this old man, Lianmao felt that he was too naive - because the old man with monolithic glasses and a respectful attitude stood in front of him, carrying the bloody smell that Qiuyue Lianmao was very familiar with.

...It seems that this is another interesting person. Lian Zhuo evaluates the owner of the body like this. Otherwise, how could such an old man look at him with such a look?

Because he was thinking about his physical identity background, Lian Zhuo was a little distracted for a moment, so he did not notice the shock that flashed across the old man's face.

"Mr. Dazai, the agreed time has come. Since you have not arrived yet, I specially came to pick you up to the agreed location."

The low male voice recalled Qiuyue Lianzuo's thoughts. After hearing what the old man said, Lianzuo nodded slightly and signaled him to lead the way immediately.

Along the way, neither of them mentioned the lateness of Lianzhu, as if they had forgotten him in a tacit understanding.

It seems that the owner of this body has a good status, so no one will blame him if he makes a mistake.

His role was surprisingly smooth, and it seemed that his observation ability was really improving steadily.

But...what does this young man named Dazai do?

After seeing this question, after seeing the black sedan parked across the street and a group of men wearing suits with sunglasses on their noses, Akiyue Lianmao had a clear answer in his heart.

...What, what?! It's actually a mafia?!

Such a young mafia?!

Sure enough, after seeing the Qiuyue Lotus Swamp following Guangjin Liulang, his expressions instantly tense.

Qiuyue Lianmao narrowed her eyes and raised her eyebrows.

This is...a feeling of fear? Lianmao looked at his subordinates clearly.

It seems that this man named Dazai is a guy who pursues the rule of terror.

However, in a place where Qiuyue didn't see it, a man in black who was not trained thoroughly turned his head and turned his head. His expression was very distorted. His smile was about to break his face, but he remained on the silent channel.

Lord Dazai -! What kind of fresh look is this!

Qiuyue Lianmeng knew nothing about this, and he was immersed in his own brain and could not extricate himself.

At that moment, he thought of Nakaya.

...This is much more formal than Zhongyuan Jun’s melon peel tissue!

However, the burden on Qiuyue Lianmao's shoulders was heavier - a group of people were staring at him.

Qiuyue Lianzhu felt that as long as he gave his order, these people could shoot the hostile melon seeds through the sky spirit covers of the hostile melon seeds.

But... he is really not good at mid-year.

But now is not the time to say something depressed. Qiuyue Lianmao tried hard to search for when to choose the candidate in his mind.

Suddenly, Hai Teng Shun's face appeared in Lian Zhuo's mind.

This is his junior high school classmate, and he is also a...authorized secondary school second disease.

Lianzuo knew that people with secondary disease actually had a strong desire to perform, and they needed other people's attention.

...Huh? Is it his illusion? Lian Zhuo looked at his right hand with a subtle expression.

He always felt that the hand was pulled by a weak force just now.

But this feeling was too small. Qiuyue Lotus Swamp couldn't tell whether it was a nerve reaction or the owner of the body.

But, if it is the owner of the body, that would be even better?

After all, does this infinitely close force to nothing mean that he performed well?

If Lian Zhu really collapsed the other person's character, then this person would definitely not have had such a slight reaction.

Thinking of this, Lian Zhuo was relieved.

He took a deep breath and took his own steps.

A qualified mafia must be very arrogant if he gets into the second disease.

What are the rules? That is to restrain ordinary people, not to restrain them at all.

Yes, Lian Zhuo did not wait for any traffic lights, but resolutely...walked across the street when the pedestrian light was on.

Although this path is secluded, private cars will pass by from time to time. When Lianzhu walked towards the middle of the road, a square private car was racing towards the center of the road.

At that moment, all the men in black across the street were panicked, "Master Dazai--!"

The old man walking behind Lianzhu was also confused by the sudden change. When he came to his senses and was about to rush to Lianzhu, his private car was only two meters away from Lianzhu.

"Master Dazai! Dangerous-!"

However, just before the car was about to hit the Akitsuki Lotus Swamp, the driver stepped on the brakes with great desire to survive.

... Sorry, Mr. Driver, Akiyue Lianmaru sighed in a low voice. Even if he couldn't stop the brake, he had a way to stop the car. However, all this is for the character setting.

Is this arrogant enough?

Everyone was startled by Qiuyue Lianshui. What is this? New tricks for suicide?!

Guangjin Liulang was also shocked by Qiuyue Lianmao's slutty operation. He looked at the boy standing in front of him in shock, and only after a few seconds he found his voice: "...you, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Qiuyue Lianmao snorted and laughed, "This is to prove that I am the chosen one of God-! The rules of the world are surrendered to my feet!"

A clear voice resounded over the empty block, his voice was like a gorgeous aria, Qiuyue Lianmao shook open his long black suit jacket, he opened his hands and looked at the sky with a bandage wrapped around his face.

When his long coat fell back, he covered his left eye nervously and let out a burst of laughter that made everyone's heads chill.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

At that moment, the driver who had already gotten off the bus was stopped by his sudden suffocation.

Everyone stared at "Dazai Osamu" with wide eyes.

Just after the streets fell into silence, the performance of Akiyue Lianmaru was not over yet.

"Is the dark power sealed in my body almost unable to control it?! At this time, you actually want to break free! But at this time, you still chose me!" Lian Zhuo's body began to tremble as he pinched his right arm wrapped in bandages, "Submit me-!"

He seemed to be sitting and fighting desperately with the unknown power in his body.

After a few dozen seconds, his body returned to peace.

...It seems that Hai Teng Shun did this, right? It was just the right time.

Qiuyue Lianmeng breathed a sigh of relief in satisfaction, and he looked at the reaction of the people around him quietly.

Very well, no matter who it was, he looked at him tightly.

Qiuyue Lotus Swamp breathed slightly.

Too tired...

The performance of the second disease in the middle school is so harsh.

But, he did it!

Lian Zhuo looked up at the sky with a rushing heart, and he successfully made a good start for himself.

I always feel that at the end of these wonderful adventures, he might become an excellent actor.

At this moment, Qiuyue Lianmaru finally felt a faint but rather crazy pulling feeling coming from his right hand - this feeling continued, as if the owner of his body was struggling wildly.
Chapter completed!