After all of them are reborn, who would still want to marry 2.5 Jo Satoru?

"As expected of Dazai-kun, you react really quickly."

The young man, still wearing a felt hat in the middle of summer, couldn't help but sigh. He stood on another high point, observing the battle situation in the distance with a telescope.

"Feijia, is it our turn to perform next?"

The boy next to him was dressed as a clown, and the tear patterns on his face became more vivid because of joy.

Fyodor shook his head, a strange smile on his face, compassionate and cruel, so real that it was hypocritical.

"No, no, no, my dear Nikolai."

"This is not our stage. We need to have nothing to do with this conspiracy in order to become the final winner."

"The actors who really need to be on stage have already appeared."

A visible white mist began to spread.

A young man in a white robe walked out of the white mist. He had long snow-white hair and an ethereal temperament like a fairy from Avalon.

"It's truly beautiful! The brilliance of both the illusion and the Word Spirit is so dazzling. It's a pity that I can separate them, but I can't collect them."

Shibusawa Ryuhiko held a bouquet of white roses in his arms, with an illusory smile on his lips.

"Yokohama is such an interesting place. I can meet so many interesting people."

He bowed slightly, spoke in a brisk tone and walked lightly. Although he was an audience member, he spoke with the exaggerated tone of an opera singer.

"Everyone, I look forward to you bringing me a wonderful performance."

As he finished speaking, white mist filled the entire space. Kazama Ruri's movements stopped, and even D. Spedo, who had turned into purple mist, was forced to show up.

The red light on Zhongyuan Chuuya's body flickered intermittently, and Lan Tang's golden glow also dimmed, as if it would leave the body at any time.

Only Dazai Osamu was not affected.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko showed a surprised expression and frowned.

"I remember you. You were a member of the Takase Society."

"You were the one who interrupted my meeting with Mr. Liuli at the last book signing event."

Dazai Osamu let out a sigh of relief. He contacted many people, but Shibusawa Ryuhiko was definitely not among them.

According to Ayatsuji Yukito, this person is about to become the new chief of the Special Ability Special Affairs Department, and it is unlikely that Mori Ogai will contact him.

So who sent this guy?

Dazai Osamu couldn't help but look at Randou who was trying hard to control his supernatural powers not far away with a strange look.

You are really good at attracting hatred!

How many people want to kill you?

Dazai Osamu curled his lips. Now everyone was struggling with their own abilities, and the situation became relatively stable. He turned his attention back to Shibusawa Ryuhiko.

"That's really curious, Mr. Shibusawa."

"Teacher Liuli isn't holding a book signing today. What are you doing here?"

Shibusawa Ryuhiko was in a good mood. He looked at Randou and Nakahara Chuuya not far away. Among all the people present, only they two could barely control their abilities.

What a beautiful supernatural light this is.

Once I get the crystallization of their special abilities, I can give it to Teacher Liuli as a gift for our first meeting.

"Of course it's about the spy from France."

He looked at Dazai Osamu, and his smile deepened as he remembered something.

"The new leader of the Port Mafia, Mori Ogai, has sent word that he has discovered the whereabouts of a French spy."

"This spy once stole the military and police's supernatural power experimental data. Both the Supernatural Power Special Agents Department and the military and police attach great importance to this."

"In exchange for this, Mori Ogai will eliminate the spy and prevent the information from reaching Europe. As a reward, the Special Ability Service will issue him a business license."

Dazai Osamu had a blank expression on his face. He should have thought of this earlier.

Lan Tang is too threatening. Even with the help of Teacher Liuli, Mori Ougai may not be able to control this chess piece.

Rather than holding an uncertain joker card, Mori Ogai's usual practice is to play it out in exchange for the benefits that are more needed at the moment.

Dazai Osamu laughed in anger, "Then why do you want to get rid of this spy, Lord Bai Qilin?"

"Could it be that you can't wait to become a foreign dog in the Special Ability Agent Department?"

Shibusawa Ryuhiko wasn't angry, his expression remained gentle, "Because they came to me for help, and it just so happens that I want to be the new chief of the Special Ability Special Agent Department."

"Even though the Special Ability Agent Department is useless, we are not happy to be coerced by a mafia."

"The Port Mafia was able to take out the French spy. Doesn't the Special Ability Division have the same capability?"

"Even if that's the case, they can't admit it because it's too embarrassing."

"For me, I can get a new ability crystal, take up my position faster, and come to Yokohama to see Mr. Liuli. Why not?

Shibusawa Ryuhiko had a smile on his face, while Dazai Osamu had a blank expression on his face.

One of their special abilities is separation, and the other is elimination, which are in a sense contradictory.

If they collide, it is likely to trigger a special point of supernatural power, which will lead to unimaginable consequences.

but……

Dazai Osamu looked at the others.

D. Spedo ran away directly. He was originally an undead, and no one knew whether this white fog would cause him mental damage.

Mori Ogai only paid a few dollars, so is he worthy of risking his life?

It’s impossible to even think about it.

Fengjian Liuli's face was hideous, with bloodstains on his body. He seemed to be immersed in a nightmare and couldn't get out of it.

The king remained standing where he was, seemingly affected, yet not affected.

A white mask concealed his expression.

It is obvious that Nakahara Chuuya and Randou can no longer hold on. As the treasure of the entire island country, Shibusawa Ryuhiko has received almost all resources, which is not at the same level as the original work.

Now, even if he is not a transcendent, he is very close to it.

However, his special ability does not cause any harm to ordinary people, but is a natural nemesis for most people with special abilities.

If Chuuya Nakahara's special ability leaves his body, a tyrannical wild god will appear directly.

Not to mention the explosion on Leibo Street, if someone was a little crazier, it would not be impossible to blow up the entire Yokohama.

In this situation, as long as Lan Tang's supernatural power leaves his body, he will definitely die.

Dazai Osamu almost laughed out loud. He had spent nearly two years racking his brains to kill Randou, but at this moment, he was trying his best to find ways to stop him from dying.

What a farcical comedy this world is, and what a pathetic clown he is on this stage.

It is an incredible thing to like someone and want to do everything in your power to help that person be happy.

It is precisely because of this kind of emotion that the fox sends blessings when leaving instead of crying and making a fuss.

A person is always responsible for everything she tames.

Dazai Osamu raised his gun, and the sound of the bullet being loaded was particularly clear in the white fog.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko showed a strange smile, and several crimson gems floated in front of him, their colors bright, like solidified blood.

"If you want to kill me with a gun, that's a bit ridiculous."

He carried alchemical tools, spell tools, and magic tools with him, and was guarded from hair to heels by the scent of money.

"Of course not, I'm not that naive."

Dazai Osamu looked at him with a smile, holding a gun in one hand and turning the muzzle towards himself.

"Mr. Shibusawa, you've seen crystals of so many different powers, but do you know what a crystal that negates a power looks like?"

Looking at Shibusawa Ryuhiko's wide eyes, Dazai Osamu smiled and said, "To be honest, I'm curious too."

He pulled the trigger.

The moment the gunshot rang out, General Wang rushed towards Lan Tang like an arrow.

He was not affected by the white mist at all, because he didn't have any spiritual power!

This sinister man just stood there, waiting for the moment when both Shibusawa Tatsuhiko and Dazai Osamu had forgotten about him.

The long sword was unsheathed, he held the hilt with both hands, and the sharp blade pierced into Lan Tang's back, and the thick and fishy blood dyed the blade red.

Dazai Osamu's blood soaked his white shirt and black coat. He tried his best to turn his head and look, but only saw Rantang's confused expression and dull eyes.

The Grim Reaper's scythe pierced his neck, as if mocking Dazai Osamu's self-inflicted evil and wasted efforts.

The blue crystal of supernatural power slowly rose up, and Shibusawa Ryuhiko showed a surprised expression. He reached out to catch it, but stopped where he was.

In the sunset, Lan Tang stood there, Wang Jiang still held the hilt of the knife tightly, Dazai Osamu fainted on the ground, and everyone was like solidified sculptures, motionless.

Only Liuli was running towards the ruins.

Countless clocks appeared in the sky one after another. They shattered one by one and condensed again, as if the skeletons of ten million butterflies stood in the long river of time.

Die, cocoon, fly, die...

The whole world was silent, and Liuli could only hear a clicking sound in her ears.

She was stepping on the hands of time.

So the time of the whole world began to go backwards, and she ran forward step by step.

The steel and concrete beneath his feet were harsh, the white mist began to dissipate, the madman regained consciousness, and Dazai Osamu's supernatural crystal returned to his body.

The hideous wound on his chest gradually healed, and even his shirt and coat were as clean as new.

Time all over the world is flowing backwards, and all people and things are rushing towards the old times.

Except for two people.

Liuli running forward.

And the Lantang that remained in place.