chaldea travel agency

Atsushi Nakajima came over to help bring tea, he thought for a while, and greeted softly: "Is Mr. Fujimaru's hand okay? I remember it was still wrapped in a bandage this morning..."

"Adun, come, come here." Fujimaru Tateka moved the stool again, patted the small table in front of her, then stretched out her left hand, pressing her elbow on the table, as if trying to compete for wrist strength.

"Is this really okay?" Atsushi Nakajima hesitated for a long time. Seeing that he insisted on doing this, he had to sit obediently opposite him, fight him with his right hand, and couldn't help but mutter, "Be careful, hurt One hundred muscles and bones-"

The words of concern hadn't ended as they should, and an irresistible force directly lifted Atsushi Nakajima to the balance of the fiasco!

After noticing the flow of power, the white-haired boy immediately concentrated on trying to win in the competition of pure power, but the opponent's power was like an immovable mountain, and he had no other choice but to sink him slowly.

I can only watch helplessly as I tend to fail a little bit.

"boom--"

The second-hand antique small square table given by the boss broke into several pieces because of the excessive force of the two!

"Ah, um, um... what should I do? Do you want to pay for it?"

Fujimaru Tachika was dying of heartache, but he still did not forget to comfort Nakajima Atsushi: "Don't mind. The reason why I wear bandages and gauze is because there is a need for camouflage. Think about it, if the other party thinks that I have scrapped a hand, In fact, I'm fine, so I can make a surprise attack!"

"...Really, what about now?"

"My hands say I've been stuck for too long and I want to breathe, otherwise I will go to the trade union to complain about 996."

Gaitia looked like he was sitting on the edge of the roof, because of the cover of his clothes, no one except Tachika Fujimaru knew that he was actually floating in the air.The magic formula just listened to Tatsuka Fujimaru's opening mouth, and the upgrade was all about nonsense.

Atsushi Nakajima was simple-minded, and after Tatsuka Fujimaru found a few reasons, he was fooled into emptying his mind and going back and forth.

After sending the white-haired boy away, Fujimaru Tateka began to think about the Demon God Zhu with his chin resting on his shoulders. The reason was that what Merlin asked him to say was a bit unbelievable, and he couldn't figure out what the Dream Demon's intentions were.

Although I had the experience of being forcibly brought into a dream before, it was inevitable that I was too rough in the morning. Until now, both my temples and my brain are aching.

"Ah! Fortunately, although the road leading to you has been cut off, it's great that dreams can still be connected. Dreams are my domain, and as long as dreams exist, I can reach them." Merlin leaned on his cane, listening It is rare to see his aura appear vain, and some sweat can be seen faintly between the iridescent ears and hair, "However, it is also a big challenge for me to shuttle back and forth between the boundaries of dreams in various worlds like this. , because it is not the same as walking in the past!"

Just by listening to such a long list, you can tell that he has spent a lot of effort. The succubi possesses both decadent and positive values. Things that require such a lot of effort must have evolved to a very serious level.

Thinking of this, Fujimaru Tachika thought for a while and asked, "Did something happen at the hotel?"

"You can rest assured about this, I won't lie to you. But there is something you need to do now, listen carefully." Merlin laughed heartily, and then gave instructions carefully.

As for what he needs to do...

Invite the whole detective agency to dinner tonight.

This is already...so ordinary to a weird degree, not to mention why the succubus needs to cross the borders of countless dimensions to tell him such an ordinary thing?

"You should have heard such a story. A man kept a priceless jade plate in his home. One day he learned that the jade plate would be broken today, so he hugged the treasure and said nothing after returning home. Don't let go." Merlin reminded.

"Nothing happened all night. When the man heard the cock crowing, his tense nerves relaxed. When he got up, the jade plate fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. I understand, it's tonight, is there anything else?" Fujimaru Tachika knew it well, and it must be something she couldn't know, so in order to avoid unnecessary risks, she took a detour from him.

The Dream Demon praised: "As expected of Mr. Lixiang, this is enough. Although I am very interested in the ring on your hand, let's save this for next time. Now I am so busy that even Cathy Paluge's I'm thinking about borrowing the claws, umm, that's it, see you later!"

Merlin ran away after finishing speaking, and it was only at this time that Fujimaru Tateka belatedly remembered that this guy had appeared alone. Even if the world's borders were closed, it would only be difficult for him to get from Avalon to the surface! ?

When Chuya Chuya starts beating the succubus, he must hold the biggest banner in Yokohama and set off the biggest supernatural fireworks to celebrate!

"By the way, did you say anything else at that time?" Fujimaru Tachika finished recalling, and while putting tea into the flower pot of Demon God Column, he asked casually. He only remembered one thing, as if he heard human words and words. Words like language, but others are not clear.

"Think for yourself." Gaitia asked back, holding a teacup, "What did the succubus say to you?"

Although he didn't want to admit it, maybe the succubus and that Gilgamesh did see what was missing in front of his eyes. They didn't think there was anything in the past, but now they made him a little fuzzy and anxious.

Fujimaru Tachika took the empty teacup and painted a gourd in return: "Think for yourself."

Getia snorted.

There was an undercurrent between the two, and this invisible rivalry had its first climax when Nakahara Chuya came over to participate in the rooftop barbecue.

He has been going to the publishing house a lot recently. The people in the detective agency were very vigilant at first, but they gradually got used to it later. Too much too big a reaction.

The restaurant on the first floor lent them grills and other tools, and Zhongyuan Zhong was embarrassed to come here empty-handed, and brought a lot of high-quality scallops and meat, which added a lot of luxurious atmosphere to the already hearty barbecue.

Fujimaru Tachika looked at the luxurious seafood box, then turned her head and said to the orange-haired youth, "Chuya, I don't want to work hard anymore."

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned: "I don't have a hobby of raising men."

"You can try it, my big family and I are easy to raise."

"Raising you, isn't it just raising the whole family!" Zhongyuan Zhong also clicked his tongue, and then asked, "Speaking of which, why have you started wearing rings?"

As soon as the words fell, several gazes were either concealed or grandiose.They have more or less noticed it, but because of their closeness or etiquette, no one asked.

Kunikida Doppo pushed his eyes, and the lens flashed a sharp light: Even if he was curious, it was too direct.

Naomi secretly clenched her fist and made a cheering gesture: Well done, I want to know too!

Yosano Akiko was holding a teacup, half covering her face, only showing her interested eyes.

And the writers group has their pens up, ready to record and release a gossip tabloid at any time.

Those who pursue gossip will inevitably be pursued by gossip, Fujimaru Tatsuka is silent about this.

He stretched out his hand, and there was nothing on the plain ring, which was so unbelievably simple, and it gave people a wonderful feeling.He once lost his hearing on his left side and his sense of touch in his left hand, and now, through the generosity of the same person, he has regained it, and there is a sense of completeness.

"Actually, this," Fujimaru Tateka raised her head, and was shocked to find that everyone's eyes were turned over, including Getia, who seemed to be waiting for his explanation.

Hehe, Gaitia, take care, this is called social beating.

He cleared his throat, improvised and fabricated an extremely bloody story about three people, only himself without a name.

Frightened, Andersen's glasses and pen fell off at the same time: "... If the mind is a wild horse that runs wild, then you must be a grassland... It is a shame to let you be the master."

Fujimaru Tachika smiled and said, "Thank you, to celebrate this, let's submit the manuscript."

Andersen: "Go away."

On the other hand, Nakahara was depressed after listening to it, and stayed alone for a while before asking in a muffled voice: "You have experienced one ring once, so Gaitia has experienced it more than ten times? I think that ring is very similar... ...Ah, sorry, I didn't mean to."

Getia: ...

have been offended.

As the night deepened, not only the corridor, but also the room was silent.

Everything is silent, and occasionally there are noisy human voices, which are also far away. Everything seems to be covered with a layer of polite veil, and it disappears after a little bit of spread.

The only thing that can be heard in the ward is his own breathing.

Because the plaster and bandages seemed to be in the way, Osamu Dazai turned over awkwardly, his back was facing the door, the neon lights outside leaked in through the blinds, and the snow-white walls turned into a screen for silent movies, which could be regarded as a place for sleeping good medicine.

The hands of the clock walked forward, and the ticking gradually coincided with the sound of footsteps outside.It's just that they are very light and subtle, and you will ignore them if you don't pay attention.

A figure paused for a while at the door of the ward, and the door spontaneously pushed open from outside to inside.The visitor's goal was very clear, and he went straight to the only hospital bed in the room!

Just when the black shadow was about to touch Osamu Dazai's shoulder, the light at the top of the ward suddenly turned on, and the eyes that were accustomed to the darkness couldn't get used to the dazzling light for a while, the man squinted his eyes, and when he got used to it again, The young man on the hospital bed seized the only gap, and put the gun barrel in his hand against the waist of the visitor.

"I was just thinking, it should be time." There was a dark look in the kite-colored eyes, like a dark and sticky abyss, and the bottom could not be seen at a glance, Dazai Osamu showed a very curious smile, "Okay Now, can you tell me what you came for?"

The visitor's snow-white hair was almost transparent under the light.