I who want salted fish became the leader

"Did you really not lie to me?" Munakata Reishi said.

He has never heard that people who inherit the power of the king don't have special abilities. Maybe Ayatsuji got it, but he didn't know it himself, but before he could ask any more, Ayatsuji had hung up the communication, waving Mingming doesn't want to talk about it.

With no other choice, Reji Munakata could only wait for him to appear under the spaceship.

Under his signal, the other members of the Blue Clan put back the half-drawn side knife back into the scabbard, showing the necessary respect for a king, even though the appearance of the new king is so extraordinary , but the world of kings is such a hierarchical order.

A moment later, the figure of Ayatsuji finally appeared in the darkness, and behind him stood ten bundles of Tatara.

With the appearance of his figure, the sword of Damocles in the sky finally turned into a nothingness feather and disappeared from everyone's sight. Such a beautiful symbol of power, even Fushimi Ape Hiko who was originally indifferent A touch of regret.

"The King of Silver?"

"He doesn't want to leave his ship."

Ayatsuji approached Munakata Reiji, his tone was very cold: "I have said that there is no difference in things. The colorless king doesn't get involved in the affairs of the king. In your eyes, he is no different from a dead person, so even if If it becomes me, it will not affect your system."

Having said that... killing a king, this matter is still not as easy as he said!

"Moreover, the most important thing is." Ayatsuji had already stood in front of him, raised his head slightly to see Reji Munakata's face clearly, and said in a cold tone, "I have become the colorless king, do you want to treat me Will this king do it?"

Munakata Reishi: "..."

This sentence is the key, the matter has been overwhelmed, and since Ayatsuji has become the new colorless king, he has no right to restrain another king.

However, after a moment of stalemate, the corner of Munakata Reiji's mouth curled up, and he sighed inexplicably, "What you said makes sense."

If it is said that because of his identity as the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong, the government has extinguished part of the idea of ​​​​supervising him again, and now he has obtained the identity of the king, it will completely crush the ideas of those people who want to restrain him. Ayatsuji has obtained these identities. In a sense, Munakata Reishi is quite happy to see the results.

There is no need for him to correct this mistake.

So, after the voice fell, he nodded to the people behind him: "Everyone draws their swords!"

Fushimi Saruhiko was stunned for a moment, and finally realized what Munakata Reisi was doing—this was not threatening with force, but showing respect for the new king in a way unique to the king. The other clan members beside him He drew his sword one after another until Fushimi Saruhiko was in front of him, and he came back to his senses.

"...Fushimi Saruhiko, draw your sword." He slowly drew the long sword in his hand.

It has to be said that people with the same strength draw their swords at the same time. This is a particularly shocking and solemn scene, especially their swords are dotted with blue flames, but Ayatsuji is still expressionless, as if he doesn't think Munakata Reji What he was doing deserved a little attention from him.

After a moment of stalemate, Ayatsuji opened his mouth in full view of everyone, as if he was about to say something, even Fushimi Saruhiko couldn't help but stare at him, wondering what this young and overly powerful king would do in such a welcoming ceremony. Say something.

Unexpectedly, Ayatsuji said lightly: "I'm sleepy."

"........."

"Since there will be no fight between us, then I'll leave and go to bed."

Munakata Reisi glanced at the time, and finally said, "It's only nine o'clock in the evening."

"This is my normal work and rest time." Ayatsuji remained expressionless, and then yawned slightly.

He has always felt sleepy recently, and the symptoms of drowsiness are becoming more and more obvious. I don't know if it is because he is thinking too much about things, or because he is about to complete his goal, so he seems a little slack, and he can't control the tide. The sleepiness that came up.

"..."

Behind him, Ten Bee Tatara said very naturally: "Do you have a place to sleep? Barbara will welcome you, and it's not far from here, so there will be no trouble. You can sleep in my room. When I sleep on the sofa, they shouldn't mind."

Ayatsuji just thought for a moment before agreeing: "Yes."

Munakata Reishi had no choice but to stop the two from talking to themselves: "...wait a minute, don't you have anything else to say?"

"What do you want to hear."

"About your ability as the Colorless King."

"I said it, no." Ayatsuji raised his eyelids, "If I know, I will tell you as soon as possible."

"..." Is there any difference between saying this and not saying it?

Munakata Reishi thought helplessly, as he said before, "I didn't get the special ability", instead of changing the plausible "If I know", this kind of rhetoric will be passed on by him to the Supernatural Secret Service Division and others , I am afraid that the psychological shadow caused to them will be even greater?

And he heard that the Supernatural Secret Service Division transferred all the projects of Ayatsuji to Ango Sakaguchi, who was an undercover agent in Hong Kong. Potential agents may have to say goodbye to sleep for good.

Having said that, Munakata Reishi has no right to prevent Ayatsuji from leaving, even if it is a matter of the king, Ayatsuji's consent must be obtained before further interviews.

"Good night." He said, this sentence attracted Fushimi Saruhiko's surprised eyes.

Ayatsuji said, "Good night."

Soon, the figures of the two disappeared from the sight of the Blue Clan, completely blending into the thick night with Night Breeze, and above Reisi Munakata's head, the "Tianguo" spaceship that had been stalled for overdue finally lit up Turned off the navigation lights, and resumed its original trajectory of roaming the sky.

Everything returned to calm, as if what happened before was just an illusion.

But only the people in the other world know what happened on this originally quiet summer night, and a sudden night wind went away with the figures of the two of them.

Surprisingly, everyone in Barbara was there, as if they were deliberately waiting for Tokuta Tara and him to come back. Ayatsuji thought about it, and realized that Munakata Reiji must have said something to Zhou Fangzun in advance, which made him feel a little bit Weird, because he doesn't like people doing things just for him.

Although he went to Barbara's territory on the spur of the moment, Ayatsuji didn't expect that he would be surrounded by inhumane crowds.

Leaving Zhou Fangzun and Anna aside, these two people appeared in front of Ayatsuji when he first became the leader of Hong Kong gangsters because they wanted to sign an agreement, so they were barely acquaintances. On the contrary, it was the orange-red haired boy who When Ayatsuji appeared, he looked at him without blinking.

"Are you the boy Tatara said—"

Before he could finish his words, Tokuta Tara took a step forward and covered his mouth, and in the background sound of "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu", he smiled embarrassingly at Ayatsuji: "I'm sorry, I talked to them all You... but if you don't like it, I won't do it again."

"It's okay." Ayatsuji said, ignoring the eyes of the barbarians, "Where is your room?"

"Oh, oh, yes, it's upstairs." Tokuta Tara was taken aback for a moment.

After all, he let go of the orange-red-haired boy who was struggling constantly, and took Ayatsuji up the stairs. Unexpectedly, when he reached the corner, Ayatsuji said suddenly: "If your king asks about me, you don't need to If you have anything to hide, just tell what you know."

Ayatsuji didn't want to explain, and he hated to confess directly to others, so this matter should be handled by the people inside the Barbara.

Tokusuta Tara wanted to ask him what he was thinking, but it was clear that Ayatsuji would not tell him why.

After tidying up his room and bed, he turned around and wanted to say yes to Ayatsuji who had been waiting for a long time, but when he turned around, he found that Ayatsuji had curled up in a ball on his chair and fell asleep at some point , This kitten-like appearance made him stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help showing a sincere smile.

"Good night." He said softly, and couldn't help touching Ayatsuji's hair, which was soft and completely different from his personality.

Still a child, ten bunches of good thoughts.

Just when he was propping his cheeks and looking at Ayatsuji's sleepy eyes in a daze, his door was knocked lightly a few times, and then it was pushed open from the outside with a "squeak", revealing the man standing outside the door. He turned his head to look at the figure, and met Zhou Fangzun's face.

He curled up a few fingers, put them on the door frame, and said lightly: "Barbara needs a meeting."

Oh, it was only then that Tokuta Tara realized why Ayatsuji said that sentence to him endlessly. It turned out that it was because he expected this.

……

Ayatsuji had a dream.

In the dream, his world is constantly rotating, like an upward curve, but unfortunately, such a spiral is on a coordinate axis. He thinks that he is constantly moving away from the origin, but in fact he is just spinning around in the same place , did some ridiculous useless work, so fate itself began to taunt him mercilessly.

A wave of thirst and a headache hit him, and Ayatsuji coughed, and the tearing sensation in his throat woke him from this horrible dream.

He subconsciously curled up his body, expecting to resist the pain, but when he felt his head was terribly dizzy, a cold hand was placed on his hot forehead. The feeling was so comfortable that he couldn't help but move toward the other Getting closer, there was a familiar chuckle.

This voice made Ayatsuji wake up suddenly, he immediately opened his eyes and looked at the person sitting by the bed.

"How do you..."

He couldn't remember when he went to bed, presumably it was because of Toku Tara, and the boy who appeared in front of him made Ayatsuji think that he hadn't woken up yet, because of his iris-colored eyes and soft black hair Very recognizable, and he shouldn't be in Tokyo.

"Hush, don't make a sound." Osamu Dazai covered Ayatsuji's mouth, and lay on his body. It was not until a moment later that he let go of Ayatsuji's hand, and whispered complacently Said, "Why, are you surprised to see me?"

Ayatsuji opened his hands, sat up completely upright, and frowned.

"The Barbara didn't know you were here." He came to a conclusion.

The window was wide open, and a gust of wind blew in along the window, bringing alive and flowing air to the entire room. Under his gaze, Osamu Dazai took out a paper clip and waved it in front of him: " Who said, I am an invited guest, and this is the key."

His ability to open his eyes and tell lies is first-rate.

After all, Osamu Dazai put away the circular needle, stretched out the back of his hand and touched Ayatsuji's forehead, and then said: "You have a fever, Ayatsuji really can't take good care of yourself, and with the failure of your immune system, your The vigilance is gone too, it's not like you anymore."

Is that right... Ayatsuji didn't notice this, this kind of mistake caused a flash of panic in his heart.

"I stayed in the room for an hour, and Ayatsuji still hasn't woken up." Dazai Osamu said in a casual tone, leaning towards Ayatsuji's direction curiously, getting closer, as if deliberately observing his expression, " I don't think you feel safe because of that... ten bunches of tatara, are you really sick?"

Hearing this, Ayatsuji tried his forehead with the back of his hand, and it was scaldingly hot, but it has to be said that this was a novel experience for him.

"It seems so." He was not sure, and tried the temperature slowly.

"You will be sick." Osamu Dazai opened his eyes wide, as if he couldn't believe it, as if Ayatsuji had suddenly turned into some biting puppy. This time, he stretched out his hand to Ayatsuji again, but closed it halfway. When he went back, he no longer acted casually like before, and there was a faint feeling of confusion in his eyes.

"People will get sick, and people will die." Ayatsuji coughed lowly, and then said, "You will too."

"And..." His voice paused, and he said without emotion, "Do you see me as some non-human monster? I will also get sick, Osamu Dazai."

"..."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head to look at him, as if he had discovered some unsolvable mystery: "I just thought that Ayatsuji seemed to know everything and could control his emotions, but now he found something that you are not good at, so it turns out that you will also get sick, if If you die in love with me, you will die in the same way, so you are also one of the human beings around me."

"You think too highly of me." Ayatsuji said, "It's all true."

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand tentatively, and put his hand on Ayatsuji's forehead again, but Ayatsuji just watched his movements expressionlessly.

"I gave you the position of acting leader, not to ask you to come to Tokyo to find me." He said, letting Osamu Dazai put his hand on his cheek, because the latter's palm was cold, which could make his mind much clearer , "But since you know my character, so, tell me, what happened?"

"Ayatsuji is so perceptive, he doesn't even give a little time to catch up on the past."

"No need, just say it."

Osamu Dazai gave a "tsk" and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Ayatsuji suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his wrist.

"Why don't you guess?"

"Let me guess?" Ayatsuji snorted and looked at Osamu Dazai, "Since you came here, it means that this matter is not so urgent that you have to stay in Yokohama, but since you came here specifically to find me, you didn't tell me Anyone, it means that it has something to do with the World War of Supernatural Powers, and only we know... What did Verlaine do again?"

"Yes, but not all because of him."

Osamu Dazai deftly broke free from Ayatsuji's shackles, rubbed his wrists, and said in a complaining tone: "Ayatsuji is really rough, well, MIMIC entered the country from Yokohama."

"MIMIC..."

I haven't heard of it, it's probably a non-governmental organization, but given that the world situation is changing at any time, I wouldn't be surprised if a new organization pops up.

"A French mercenary organization, I have already investigated it clearly, it was Verlaine's fault." Osamu Dazai saw what he was thinking, stood up, looked at the layout of the room, and said casually.

"Originally, most of them were soldiers of the French government, but they were abandoned by the French government instead, so they got angry for a while and wanted to come to Yokohama to seek settlement. Isn't it the right thing?"

"..."

Hearing this, Ayatsuji narrowed his eyes: "What did you do, Osamu Dazai."

"This is the secret." Osamu Dazai turned around and smiled hypocritically at Ayatsuji, "Although I don't want to say this, I didn't do it alone. You should praise the two of us."

Although Ayatsuji only left Yokohama for a week, this week was enough for them to make some small moves.

"Since you can solve it, I don't need to participate." Ayatsuji said, he felt his temples twitching, and his nerves were weak.

Since Dazai Osamu appeared here, it was to let him return to Tokyo, but Ayatsuji felt that there was no need to take action on this matter. Dazai Osamu and Ranpo could handle it very well, and he didn't know the meaning of his return. It's not an exposition, it needs a mascot.

"Only you can decide how to do this." But Osamu Dazai said, he confided a name, "Verlaine."

"..."

"Given his special nature, neither Ranpo nor I will make our own claims." He said to somewhere in the air, "Right?"

Osamu Dazai spoke as if Ranpo was also here, so Ayatsuji narrowed his eyes, only to find that the door opened at this moment, and Ranpo's figure appeared in front of the two of them, holding a half-pretend A glass of water, and a small transparent pocket with the other hand.

"Ayatsuji." Ranpo said in a low voice, "Don't you want to see Ranpo-sama appear here?"

"No." This is the truth, Ayatsuji said lightly, "It's just a little unexpected, you will also mess around with Osamu Dazai."

Ranpo is always the most worry-free for him. When he was the leader of Hong Kong gangsters in Yokohama, the only person he didn't need to be overly wary of was Ranpo, because although he was impossible for Ayatsuji to see through, the detective was obviously a childish, indifferent person. A person who is not willing to pretend to be himself, if he doesn't like someone, he won't make false claims at all.

In view of this, when getting along with Ranpo, Ayatsuji always feels very comfortable, as if another self sprouted from his body.

He doesn't need to pretend in front of Ranpo, because he can always understand what Ayatsuji wants to do, and it can even be called some kind of connivance. The only reason why a smart person is deceived is that he is willing to fall into the trap himself. called naive nature.

So it was quite surprising that he would disregard Ayatsuji's request and come to Tokyo with Dazai Osamu to find him.

Hearing this, Luan Bu strode towards him, sat on the side of his bed quite naturally, helped him straighten the collar of his shirt that was wrinkled from sleeping, and then put the cup in his hand Handed it to him, Ayatsuji took half a cup of hot water with an inexplicable expression, not knowing what he was going to do.

"And this." Luanbu untied the bow on the mouth of the small bag. It was hard for him to do this. He buried his head, like a little hamster rummaging through his storage bin, and just muttered, " This is cold medicine...but I'm not sure if it can get rid of your fever symptoms, I bought it according to the instructions..."

Osamu Dazai sneered: "So, is this the world's number one detective?"

Luanbu opened the packing bag, and said confidently: "No one stipulates that detectives must memorize everything, such as the useless knowledge of living people, I have a good reason to delete them from my memory palace, because it is very important to me. It doesn't help at all to solve the case, and the most typical decoration of a case is the dead."

If it weren't for Ayatsuji, he wouldn't have gone to the nearby convenience store to read the instructions on the shelf, distinguishing the difference between cold medicine and antipyretics.

"Take care of yourself." Ranpo imitated the actions of the president when he took care of him, and spoke to Ayatsuji awkwardly, then reached out and touched his forehead, and brushed his forehead hair with the other hand Feel the temperature, "If you are worried, you can drink a little more water. I heard that it can remove toxins from the body."

"If you don't feel well, just take a rest. It's not urgent to go back to Yokohama."

Since Ranpo has guaranteed that he will grow up, he will definitely try to learn how to do it until Ayatsuji regards him as an equal existence.

Ayatsuji looked at him for a while, then took the medicine and instructions from him.

This is the first time someone said "take a break" to him. Ranbu's expression was very sincere, which made Ayatsuji's fingers clenched tightly for a moment, and he let go when he was not noticed. It was just such a simple sentence, but let him His expression was in a trance for a while, and he didn't know if it was because his brain was too drowsy at this time that he was so sensitive.

"After drinking the medicine, I will fall asleep." He said, "And, Luanbu, I know I don't have a cold."

It should be because he ate the magic power of another system of the Colorless King, so the body is a little bit repelled, and the symptoms appear now. In essence, he should not be sick. Even if it is a kind of sickness, taking medicine can’t cure it. Good for him, unless he completely digested the abilities of the Colorless King.

"Oh..." Ranpo's voice was extremely frustrated, "So, what happened to you where Lord Ranpo couldn't see? Is it because of magic?"

He knows that there is something related to magic in Ayatsuji, but unfortunately, Ranpo is just an ordinary person, and he can't help him with anything except a bright mind, and Ayatsuji is a particularly stubborn person, as long as he decides , no one can change his mind, so Ranpo's intelligence becomes irrelevant.

Seeing his expression, Ayatsuji clenched the water glass in his hand, he paused, and finally said: "...Well, it's magic."

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai was a little surprised, not because he said magic, but because it was the first time Ayatsuji confessed to them so frankly. In fact, after realizing that this confession was for Ranpo, he felt a little unpleasant, and Ranpo couldn't Know what moved him.

And it's not any fancy language, or protective action, it's just a glass of water and cold medicine.

Osamu Dazai felt that he seemed to have suffered a huge betrayal.

Ranpo looked at Ayatsuji quietly, waiting for his words.

"Sure enough, it's because of magic, but it's also related to the king." Osamu Dazai crossed his arms and said, "Actually, Zhou Fangzun knew that I came with him, but he didn't stop him. I didn't lie. They really didn't regard us as enemies. In fact I lied to you about breaking the window, we came in through the main entrance."

"..." This person is too boring.

"As for why the king would open the back door for us... Let me guess, Ayatsuji, you shouldn't be one of them, right?"

Speaking of this, Osamu Dazai curled his lips, feeling very unhappy.

"I'm now the colorless king." Ayatsuji said lightly, putting the cup in his hand on the bedside table, "Although it's true that I didn't do it voluntarily, it just happened, and I got a strange ability. "

With a certain probability, the time will be reversed to twelve hours ago, and everyone, including Ayatsuji himself, will have their memories reset.

I don’t know if the abilities of the previous colorless kings have all developed in the direction of strange and non-force values, that’s why Ayatsuji was given such a special ability. In fact, every decision of Ayatsuji is made after careful consideration He didn't know if those smart people had the habit of reviewing games like he did.

This ability is basically useless to him, because Ayatsuji will not change his mind just because of anyone's persuasion. Can spy department.

So, let alone going back to twelve hours ago, even twelve days or 12 years ago, Ayatsuji firmly believed that he would not change his mind. Let me tell you about the Ability Secret Service Section, so that they don't have to worry about it.

Guess what you want.

Being able to say this far is already very honest, so Ayatsuji didn't go any further.

"Lantang?"

"He's been very disturbed recently." Osamu Dazai said casually, "I think he still won't do anything to his former partner."

Without Ayatsuji, Lantang himself is a very emotional person, and Ayatsuji has no doubt that if his heart is broken, it is possible for the other party to kill him in his heart, although he himself can accept it. This ending, but Ayatsuji had had enough of meaningless deaths.

Although he doesn't like interfering in other people's choices, this way of ending is not what he likes.

Now that Verlaine and MIMIC have appeared together, it's time to make a conclusion. This organization itself can have conflicts with Verlaine. Maybe Ayatsuji can try to take advantage of their conflicts... After all, he lied, saying that the book was in Yokohama Appeared.

And although all the forces have been misled by him now, after a period of time, they will realize what happened, and they must be resolved quickly.

He needs to end the World War of the Occult, but it will have to involve Hugo, the leader of the Seven Traitors.

Because he could feel that Hugo might be a partner he could cooperate with. Although he controls a huge organization, he has not directly interfered in Japan for a long time. Except for providing holy relics, it seems that only Verlaine has been acting on his own for a long time. Hugo It's like you don't even know what's going on.

Not to mention Rantang's attitude, he didn't seem to have any opinion on Hugo, and he didn't regret that he joined the seven traitors when he mentioned his dissatisfaction with the World War of Supernatural Powers, and he even joined them with Ayatsuji Kazuka With an optimistic attitude, it can be said that Hugo is definitely a good leader.

Ayatsuji has an intuition that maybe Verlaine lied to Hugo. Given that the seven traitors led by Hugo can be called the core of this world war, he may be the key to ending all this. Ayatsuji must Meet him, but don't fall behind.

And if he wants to meet Hugo, the leader of an organization, Verlaine is the best bait.

"I will go back to Yokohama." So, he said.

"When?"

"It's now." Ayatsuji said lightly, he coughed, a gust of black wind poured in through the window, messing up his blond hair, and when the wind stopped, a bird appeared on his shoulder at some point "I don't procrastinate," the foggy crow said.