chaldea travel agency

There was a patter of rain in Yokohama, and the flow of people on the streets became thinner.

There are only two customers in the coffee shop on the first floor at this time, Osamu Dazai and Tachika Fujimaru are sitting on booths. The aroma of the roasted coffee beans is unusual, strong but not suffocating, and the nerves are on the contrary because of the bitterness. Cheerful with a sweet breath.

A scent that brings back memories of Da Vinci and the King of the Grotto, and many nights of hard work.

Shakespeare's Noble Phantasm directly defeated the spirits of the kidnappers. Even though they had thousands of methods, they didn't ask anything.

"Even in the group of supernatural beings, psychic supernatural powers are very taboo." Dazai Osamu specially reminded.

Fujimaru Tachika picked up the cup and nodded: "I see, I will pay attention."

First, they were sniped at the port mafia, and then the publishing house was targeted by kidnappers. Logically speaking, it is best to withdraw from Yokohama at this time.

"Oh... I can't do anything about this matter. It's easy to ask God to send God away." Fujimaru Tachika gave a sloppy eye, but he felt that Osamu Dazai should have guessed the reason.

Osamu Dazai felt that he had met his opponent in a certain way, and he pointed out deeply: "Fujimaru-kun, please don't compare yourself to a god."

The implication is to show some face.

Fujimaru Tachika laughed heartily twice, what was his face.

Originally, he came to Yokohama for the matter of Matthew's pen pal. Now that he has understood Osamu Dazai's thoughts, there is no need to continue to stay.

but……

For very complicated reasons, the consciousness of this world took the initiative to recognize him, who holds the Gaetia contract, as the greatest enemy, and the edge was set in a state of being inaccessible.Unable to take the initiative to leave, the possibility of summoning the heroic spirit was also unknowingly interrupted.

"So, instead of hitting you, it hit me instead!" After hearing Getia's words, Fujimaru Tateka wailed, "Then tell me exactly why!"

Magically raised one corner of his mouth, with a very bad expression: "Think for yourself."

If he could figure it out, he wouldn't be hung up and beaten violently in the Clairvoyance game.

Ever since, the matter of sending Merlin to stay permanently has also been put on hold.He casually sipped his coffee, regretting that he couldn't see the scene where the succubus was being held down by the gravitational force for the time being.

Even in such a distracted state, the fully stimulated fragrance of the drink still made him subconsciously say: "It's delicious!"

The store manager wiped the cup behind the bar, and smiled kindly when he heard the words: "It is the highest honor to be appreciated by the guests."

Osamu Dazai picked up the sandwich and took a bite. Fujimaru Tateka counted with his fingers and asked him, "In other words, it is the same person who planned the cold shooting and the kidnapping incident? But won't this be troublesome?"

"Not at all, I'm still enjoying it." The young man squinted his iris-colored eyes, and ate Fujimaru Tachika's snack, "This is a test, set up to test you, to test the authenticity of the catalog." trap."

Seeing that Fujimaru Tachika was in a daze, he raised his index finger: "First, in the battle of Port Mafia, it is already quite unbelievable that Chuya's power can be temporarily disabled. That shot also established your position, the master protected by the directory, such an identity."

Osamu Dazai withdrew his index finger and raised his middle finger instead: "Secondly, in the first battle of the publishing house, the strength of the writers was basically clear, and we can start to formulate strategies."

Fujimaru Tateka covered his middle finger, feeling very tired, Gaitia was not the kind of existence they imagined at all.

The most troublesome thing is not mistakes, but people worship mistakes.

Dazai Osamu was very satisfied with his dejected look, so he pulled out his hand and patted the back of Fujimaru Tachika's hand: "When there is only one road left, isn't it clear what to do?"

This is true, when the way out is cut off, the only way left is to find the guy behind the design and try to take the directory.Fujimaru Tachika and the others stood on this side of the road, and the enemy stood on the other side. The judgments between each other will become more cautious and kill them with one blow.

After the kidnapping of the publishing house, the Port Mafia announced its alliance with Chaldea, which was a shocking blow to stop some guys who didn't have eyes and heads from coveting the publishing house.

On the other hand, Tatsuka Fujimaru visited Yukichi Fukuzawa, the president of the detective agency, and commissioned him to find out who was behind the scenes.He still thought that he was going to spend a lot of time talking, but he didn't expect Fukuzawa Yukichi to agree very simply.

As the president talked, he found that the way the young man looked at him was a little...subtle.

He deliberately paused: "To sum up, the Detective Society has accepted this commission... What's the matter, Fujimaru-kun?"

This is Fukuzawa Yukichi, the man printed on money!

Fujimaru Tachika expressed his sincere thanks, and suggested: "If you have time, please come to the publishing house to sit down. Even if I can't print paper, it's good to get some breath."

Fukuzawa Yukichi: ...?

Mafia, the port in charge of the night, acted resolutely, and the armed detective agency at dusk wandered between the boundaries. For a while, it is no exaggeration to say that all the cockroaches in Yokohama received unique ID numbers.

Lei Bo Street.

As soon as Atsubo Nakajima stood at the entrance, he became a little nervous. The atmosphere here was very similar to that in the orphanage, and there was a feeling of depression everywhere.

"Aton, hand." Fujimaru Tachika, who was following behind him, suddenly said, because every day he would go to the detective agency to check in with Dazai Osamu and chat with each other. After such a period of time, he and Nakajima Atsushi have become familiar enough to use names to each other called.

"Ah, yes."

The white-haired boy stretched out his hand obediently, and stuffed a blue candy wrapped in cellophane into his palm. He became confused, "As for the candy, that..."

Fujimaru Tachika touched the top of his head and explained: "Try it, mint can relieve tension."

After finishing speaking, he distributed candies of different flavors to Quan Jinghua and the others.

"Oh, Fujimaru-kun, what about my share?" Dazai Osamu leaned closer, he had a new wound on his face, and one eye was bandaged.

Fujimaru Tatsuka opened one in a good mood, fed it to himself, and then carefully folded the candy paper back into its original shape and gave it to him, smiling: "Mr. Dazai is only suitable for eating some air to refresh his mind."

Osamu Dazai: "Hahaha."

Fujimaru Tachika: "Hahaha."

Atsushi Nakajima: You guys are really scary when you laugh! !

Even though he was thinking this way, his mood unknowingly relaxed a lot.

It is very conspicuous for a large group of people like them to act together on Leibo Street, so according to the grouping in advance, they go in and sort out separately, and finally gather at the agreed time and place.

The first group is Nakajima Atsushi, Izumi Kyoka and Kunikida Doppo.

The second group is Fujimaru Tateka, Dazai Osamu and Tanizaki Junichiro.

Tanizaki Junichiro held the map and swallowed. He felt that among the three people in this group, whoever read the map would be better than him. ...Uh, Fujimaru-san, what are you...?"

"Talk while walking." Fujimaru Tatsuka hung a long whip on his waist, and he was the first to set foot on the uneven streets of Leibo Street.

Osamu Dazai followed closely. There were a few intact bluestone slabs left on the ground. He jumped on it with one foot as if playing a small game. Are you coming?"

Getia has spent most of the time in the hotel lately, seemingly trying to figure out how to deal with their being anchored here.That kind of world-level secret, no matter how you think about it, he can't even participate in magic.

"He has his things to do, and besides, we don't have to stay together every day." After Fujimaru Tachika finished speaking, he always felt that they looked at him with obvious suspicion, "...watching me do this What?"

The kite-colored pupils glanced at the golden earring on his left ear, curled his lips and said nothing.

Osamu Dazai is familiar with the terrain here, which is visible to the naked eye than Tanizaki Junichiro. He can walk freely here without even looking at the map, and find the fastest shortcut to the destination.

It was already late at this time, the overwhelming blood red mixed with a little golden yellow, drunk with the tide of the bay, the atmosphere of the slum changed suddenly, during the day it was impoverished and weak, at night it was like a crushing machine, crushing everything that could be swallowed Everything under it was torn to pieces, and life and dignity were all ground into powder.

According to Ranpo's speculation about the clothes and other belongings of the kidnappers, the source of their information came from this area. It is necessary to find information dealers as quickly and accurately as possible, so even in a dangerous night, they plan to take a risk. .

There are several places marked, and it would be too much fanfare to find one by one, so it would be faster to split up.

However, Osamu Dazai wrote an extra part after getting the proposal, just in case.

Tanizaki Junichiro searched for it and found a dilapidated private house with no light inside, which made people wonder if the people inside had run away, or just pretended that there was no one there.

"Let's go." Osamu Dazai glanced at the door frame, then changed direction and let go.

"But, but!" He stood there, extremely embarrassed, "Is this the address Mr. Luanbu gave?"

Fujimaru Tachika pointed to him the rust on the door frame by the light of the lighter. The details there are all tight and intact. It seems that it has not been opened for a long time, unless the house has a second exit. No one will be inside.

Tanizaki Junichiro was a little frustrated by his unfavorable start all the time. He was still frustrated, and a string of jumping notes came into his ears. He carefully identified it: "... violin?"

At this time, others also heard.

A melodious violin ran across the street with the wind, the joy contained in the music was incompatible with the environment, the phrases were not coherent, and there was no very shrewd handling skills. .

Osamu Dazai tilted his head and thought about it, and described: "This is really a surprise, the fairy who gave the ax is really generous."

Bypassing the low and dilapidated houses, the moonlight hangs down silk ribbons, so that human eyes can still see at night

You can witness the whole picture of this magnificent pit body. Because of the lack of funds and supplies, the night here is particularly dark, and it also makes the moonlight look cleaner than the city.

A young man wearing a white fluffy cap is standing on a towering rock, his slightly long hair is floating in the evening wind, his posture of holding the bow in his hand is quite standard, and he will not stop when he sees people coming, continue Play that staccato, sometimes elegant, sometimes tooth-piercing tune.

In the end, he ended with a clear and long aftertaste overtone, skilled enough to avoid the huge shortcoming of the equipment, looking down at the three comers with his wine-like eyes: "I think you are almost here, how, this piece As a gift to you."

Osamu Dazai put his hands in his pockets and thanked Bumin: "No need, I don't have the hobby of sawing table legs when I eat."

"What a pity." He said, throwing down the violin in his hand indifferently, and the empty wooden box and strings erupted into sharp sounds in an instant, lingering around his ears like a ghost.

After that loud noise, the night air became more tranquil, and the night sky polluted by city lights concealed the appearance of the stars.

Fujimaru Tachika couldn't stand the delicate atmosphere at first: "Can you two talk straight if you have something to say?"

"It just so happens that it's better to start with you.

His gesture was like an experienced magician playing magic, and in a blink of an eye, Fujimaru Tatsuka's existence was erased, as if to announce his surprise victory, he asked, "What do you think about this, Dazai-kun?"

However, Osamu Dazai didn't even take his hands out of his pockets, he just replied, "Look with your eyes, Dostoevsky."

As a part of the game, silence is inevitable.

The confrontation between ideas is the most invisible and sharpest, and this competition is the cruelest, because the moment the ideas are formed, the judgment has already been made.

When he was young, Fyodor's eyes widened a little, and a message came from the earphones with black hair, which made him understand the reason for his opponent's calmness: "The transferred Fujimaru Tachika is just a virtual image... Is it, when? Realized?"

Although he was indeed the one who directly provided information to the kidnappers, he made some manipulations on the information, first leading the detective agency's chaos astray, and then waiting for the opportunity to move.

Apparently such a method didn't work, and Fyodor didn't feel annoyed. If the opponent was Osamu Dazai, it should be so.

"From the very beginning, I predicted your thoughts a little bit." Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders, his voice disappeared before his figure disappeared, leaving only Junichiro Tanizaki standing in place.

From the other end of the stone came the sound of opening the safety latch. After the fine snow melted, the true face of the scene was revealed.Osamu Dazai held the gun with a steady hand, and while pressing the trigger, he said something in a volume that he could only hear.

The moment the high-speed bullet touched Fyodor, his body disappeared from the stone like a repeat of the old trick.

At the same time, Osamu Dazai saw the countdown counter next to the wreckage of the violin from a different angle, and he made a decisive decision: "Dodge, Tanizaki-kun!"

The two fell to the ground, and the sound of the explosion came as promised, but it was not very powerful. Even though the two were very close, they only suffered some scratches, which felt a bit scratchy.

Because Leibo Street was originally a big hole, the sound gathering effect was very good. Nakajima Atsushi and the others started to rush here as soon as they heard the sound of the violin, and arrived after the explosion.

"Mr. Dazai!!" Atsushi Nakajima shouted at him from a distance.

"Don't shout so loudly, less—"

Before he finished speaking, a crack appeared on the ground where he fell, and it began to collapse!

It was the bottom of the abyss that even the moonlight could not penetrate. No one knew when the hole was dug, how deep it was, and whether there was a mechanism in it.

The feeling of weightlessness will make the beating of the heart more compact, and it will give you a more real sense of being alive. Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai pursed his lower lip, closed his eyes and let himself sink with the darkness, into a more intense darkness.

However, Ms. Kyrielight's new letter has not been answered yet.

The feeling of stepping into the void came and went quickly, and the spider thread of hell wrapped around his wrist, preventing him from continuing to fall.

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes, and calmly ordered: "Let go, Fujimaru-kun."

He didn't know how Fujimaru Tachika came here in such a short time. Dazai Osamu knew the use of Miyuki and the position of the position. Before this moment, Fujimaru Tachika should have been waiting far away. That's right.

It's not the worst, the worst thing is...

"Shut up! I've endured you for a long time!" Fujimaru Tachika lay beside the cliff, holding his wrist tightly, almost pointing his nose at him and scolding him.

He was so aggressive that Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, and was about to explain clearly, when in just a second or two, a flower made of blood bloomed in front of the two of them.

Gorgeous to disgusting, but also beautiful to indescribable.

Each of them has this scorching river hidden in their bodies, and a little damage will usher in a burst of embankments.

Osamu Dazai's heart sank, the worst thing is having a sniper.He looked at those blue eyes again, and suddenly found that Fujimaru Tachika should have known about this. He knew there was a sniper, but he still ran over to expose him in sight.

"Who knows what's down there... Matthew finally made a pen pal, even if there are thousands of people who don't want to, I'll wait until you and Matthew break up before you die!" He scolded, and his outstretched wrist was hit by a bullet. Run through, this is not the worst, the most troublesome thing is that the bracelet presented by the Xian Wang collapsed, and his left hand is gradually losing consciousness.

Fujimaru Tatsuka was sweating profusely from the pain, but she was still able to complain: "My lord, don't you take any defense against this thing!"

But no matter how madly he greeted Ningsun in his heart, the reality was that he could only grit his teeth and switch to his right hand at the last moment when his left hand failed, and relying on the considerable explosive power gained from long-term training, he instantly dragged Osamu Dazai up.

Unexpectedly, this is the signal for the beginning of the hail of bullets!

……

After receiving the notification, Yosano Akiko was running on Leihachi Street where the dispute had just stopped. Kunikida Doppo's information had been handed over, Dazai Osamu and Fujimaru Tateka were shot, and the situation was not optimistic.

Due to Osamu Dazai's ability, the detective agency has discussed the issue of how to deal with his injury a long time ago. Don't worry about this part. What she has to do now is to heal him before Tachika Fujimaru cools down.

"Sister Xie Ye! This way!" Atsushi Nakajima came to pick her up halfway, saving the risk of getting lost.

Kunikida simply put a tourniquet on Fujimaru Tatsuka, but he didn't dare to move him. The environment here is too harsh, so it's better to have a professional doctor do it.

He and Yosano Akiko arrived at the destination smoothly, and were about to take over the wounded, but because they sensed something, they quickly jumped away and looked up at the sky.

Following her gaze, everyone was also startled.

The blond-haired man is standing in the air, overlooking everything on the ground, and behind him is a huge moon disk, the moonlight is bright and never sad.

Gaitia wore a simple white robe, with golden diamond-shaped patterns gathered on the neckline, waist and hem, and the complex patterns of golden and red patterns could be glimpsed on the back of the hands.

He just stepped on the void like this, step by step, stepping into the mortal world from the high sky that needs the Son of Man to look up to.

"It's really ugly, Fujimaru Tachika." Every time he took a step, there would be ripples in the void, and he walked all the way like this, as if he would immediately disturb the entire space.

Just by hearing the voice, you can tell that Gaetia is very upset now.

Fujimaru Tachika was lying on the ground. After experiencing a short period of confusion, he could barely open his eyelids. Seeing him in such a big battle, he just rolled up the corners of his mouth to smile, and the surging determination went straight to the brain along the blood vessels, making the smile halfway The premature death turned into a sigh: "I'm not dead yet... Can you help me, I can't seem to stand up."

"The bullet has not been taken out, don't move around..." Yosano Akiko hurriedly stopped, but stopped because of Getia's eyes full of rejection.

The blond man looked at her with an indifferent expression, so indifferent that she didn't seem to exist, his eyes penetrated her flesh and blood, and life in his eyes was just a drop in the ocean, insignificant.And the place he looked at was too far away, it didn't belong here, nor did it belong to the other shore, it was a place that others couldn't touch.

She was frozen by the gaze at first, and then the place where the gaze had passed by began to burn with pain.

When he quickly reached the ground, the magic supported the young man's bloody body, until Gaetia's hand wrapped around the young man's shoulder, and the hand passed through the bend of the knee, then it stopped working.

The two of them just floated in the air.

What an annoying guy.The corners of Dazai Osamu's mouth trembled, drawing a dark arc.If you want to say that the mouse and him miscalculated something, you probably underestimate the will of the catalog itself.

"Leave it to Dr. Yosano, I can guarantee her medical skills." Osamu Dazai spoke out to persuade him. The most urgent thing now is Tatsuka Fujimaru's injury. The longer it drags on, the worse it will be. The chasing soul is here.

Getia was unmoved at all, just hugged the young man like this, as if it didn't matter if the other party's blood flowed clean.The golden eyelashes cover the bright pupils, like golden wheat waves covering the newborn sun, but the heat contained inside is still the temperature of the sun, and will not change due to the change of form.

"Back off." That was all he spit out.

The tone was condescending, and Getia spoke extremely naturally, as if he should speak like this himself. The sense of distance from everyone before was already condescending, but now he just returned to his proper position.

Several members of the Armed Detective Agency looked at each other in blank dismay, finally chose to obey, and watched them all disappear into the night.

Inside the hotel room.

The gold-plated characters grow and weave themselves as if they were alive, and the bright light illuminates the sea and ignites the blood.

Soothing magic power surged in the circuit, and because the bullet hadn't been taken out, it could only temporarily guarantee that his injury would not worsen.

The Ten Commandments are released in an orderly manner, they are like planets orbiting the stars, obeying the order, but this time Fujimaru Tachika is also included, he is lying in the center of the spell, Gaitia is floating in the sky, somehow , he remembered the time in the magic circuit.

The light at that time was also so gorgeous and dazzling, making people always think of the light falling in from the top window of the church.

A bullet pierced the wrist, a

It was originally intended to hit the head, but he dodged it and penetrated the shoulder. He also forgot about the others, and only felt that it was hurting everywhere now.

He complained in a low voice: "This really hurts. Didn't King Gilgamesh set up a defensive technique? I hugged his leg and cried when I got back..."

"Why don't you cry?"

Every time Getia asked a question, he used a straightforward tone, as if he had already settled on the answer.

The young man muttered, feeling that he was always not sincere enough in asking questions, and then smiled bitterly and was about to answer, but because the magic formula pinched the place next to the penetrating wound, his face turned pale in pain.

"I said it hurts..."

"Why don't you cry, Fujimaru Tachika." Gaitia didn't care about his grinning expression, and repeated the question straightforwardly.

Fujimaru Tatsuka showed a slightly distressed expression, usually eloquent, even in front of writers, but at this time he was at the end of his words.

With the recovery of the operation, he now has some strength. Seeing the warm golden hair hanging down at his hand, he used his still movable right hand to wrap around some of his golden hair. The golden line was twisted into a spiral. The shape collapses due to the detachment.

Fujimaru Tachika replied simply: "Because I can endure it."

Because life is precious, you cannot forgive yourself for being weak, and you must always keep this feeling in your heart. You must not forget the life that has passed away, and you must not be afraid of the future of life.

No matter how heavy and hard this fate is, we must continue to smile at life in the future.Even if the throat can't shout and the eyes can't cry, then continue to hope.

But, that's wrong, this kind of hope is already too heavy, like a curse.Gaitia thought so.The more human beings feel the pain, the more they cry. Tears carry the echo of a person's life.

He is used to seeing human beings go on and on in the spiral of life and death, and he is tired of seeing the sea of ​​pain where tears gather. However, this is the first time that he feels sorry for someone who cannot shed tears.

Not only those heroic spirits, but even Tatsuka Fujimaru himself didn't realize that it was wrong to give up because of patience.Once life is lost, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a disease.

"You are really sick." Getia lowered his head, as if he had found a favorable evidence, and said in a calm and convincing tone.

Fujimaru Rika:  …