[Wen Ye] Ghosts and Notes

Slowly stretched out his hand, stopped the footsteps of the men in black, "Don't move forward."

"But, Tsushima-sama..." Standing in place, watching the child look around in an orderly manner and continue to advance slowly, the subordinates hesitantly spit out words.

"This is an order, if you don't want to die." The child's calm neutral voice echoed in the space.

Raising his hand to push aside the non-existent "spider web", Tsushima approached the end of the corridor.

It was clear to outsiders that there was nothing there, but when the door was opened, what the gray-haired child caught sight of was—a thing tightly entangled with fine spider silk and unknown brown soft lumps like carrion. wall.

Stretch out your fingertips and lightly touch the "wall" in front of you.

The scene in front of him seemed to be smoky, shaking a bit, a gap was opened in the middle of the fleshy wall, and then twisted and expanded.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he raised his head curiously to take a look. Without the slightest fear, he stepped briskly into another world behind the "door".

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Red earth, black sky.

The strong and corrupt smell stimulated the sense of smell, a slight discomfort came from the nasal cavity, and Tsushima coughed a few times.

His black eyes looked at the sea of ​​blood flowing slowly on the ground, covering his calf.

Bending down, Tsushima curiously tried to touch the blood with his hands, but only the texture of air passed through his palm.

Withdrawing his hand, he raised his head and looked around, seeing the crowd fighting in the distance, a little bit of clarity flashed in his heart.Stepping lightly, quietly suppressing the sense of presence, the cat stooped and hid behind the obstacle.

Although the "obstacle" in the vision is the skeleton of some unknown huge animal, judging by the touch of the hand - it should be just an ordinary cargo box.

Well, let me see, where is Chuya?

A small half of his face was exposed behind the cargo box, he squinted his eyes, and quietly looked at the crazy crowd, scanning familiar and unfamiliar faces.

Ah, found it.

In the corner of the crowd, I saw a red-haired man who lowered his body, frowning and motionless, biting his lip as if struggling.

A dark red light flickered around the man's body, enveloping his figure.

Did he temporarily protect himself with supernatural powers?

Tilting his head, the uneasiness in his heart quietly dissipated a little.It's better not to get close, if you accidentally eliminate the other party's ability, it will be troublesome.

He raised his head and looked at the small white spider silk hanging down in the center of the sea of ​​blood.

Rationality tells myself that the turning point is where it is.

Because on that slender spider silk, I saw a light belonging to a different ability.

Sighing helplessly, Tsushima resignedly walked towards the fighting crowd.

There is no way, the position of the spider silk is in the center of the crowd, and if you want to touch it, you must enter the scope of the battle.

It's a little troublesome, I'm not good at fighting.

Well, to put it in dirty terms...war five scum?

Sideways to avoid the enemy's attacking fingers, relying on his short stature, he quickly dodged with a roll.But he was caught off guard by the dagger in the hand of another person who came from behind and scratched his shoulder.

Pressing the wound, Tsushima continued to move towards the target while confirming the depth and amount of bleeding.Stretching out the tip of his tongue to lick the scratches on the back of his hand, enduring the bursts of pain from his muscles, he frowned, took a deep breath, and quietly stretched out his hand towards the white spider silk.

"I can't."

A dull voice from nowhere interrupted the gray-haired child's movements.

"You have to kill other people."

"No, let other people climb the spider web."

The sound came from far to near, the ears caught the sound source, the corners of the mouth curled up, and the small figure turned to look at the stranger behind him.

"Why do you say that?" Tsushima asked.

The unknown boy tilted his head, as if wondering why the other party would ask such a strange question.

"Because this is hell."

"The only way to get to the world of bliss is through spider silk."

"It's too fragile...only one person can pass through."

"Ah, there is really no way to do it—" Tsushima nodded, turning the drawn-out ending, as if asking casually: "My name is Tsushima, what's your name?"

"...Kentata." Words without emotion escaped from the mouth of the black-haired boy.

"Kinduo..." He raised his head and looked at this endless white spider thread leading to the end of the black sky "Hey, why do you think that this spider thread leads to bliss What about the world?"

"Obviously you have always been very clear." The corners of his mouth were raised, and the harmless shell was removed, revealing a dark, malicious and mocking smile.

"...It is impossible for a person like you to go to the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss."

Following the gray-haired child's words, there was a gunshot at the same time.

Because I was on guard in advance, I was lucky to let the bullet avoid the vital point.There was a piercing pain from one side of the waist and abdomen, and sweat slid from his forehead.

Seizing the opportunity, his slender fingers grabbed the little spider silk hanging in the air.

"Spider's Silk...that's your name."

The moment I touched the spider silk, it seemed that something was connected, and my brain fell into a strange lucidity.

In a trance, he seemed to understand something.

"It can only be stopped before it's activated, but once it's activated, it can't be stopped..." Tsushima said to himself in a voice he could hear, "Sorry, I can't take you to the world of bliss." Gentle Caressing the delicate spider silk with his fingertips, a gentle voice came out of his throat.

The crowd fighting and rioting around seemed to have been pressed the pause button, gradually stopped moving, and stood there with blank eyes.

White light quietly overflowed from the child's palm, accompanied by countless flying scattered words, and little shimmering spider silk shone on the parcels.

"...Let's go to hell together." Feeling the obscure and sad emotions flowing in his chest, as if saying goodbye, Tsushima said softly.

Because a sinful person like me must not be able to go to heaven.

"Snapped."

It was the sound of a spider's silk snapping.

"What did you do..." Staring blankly at his palms, the black-haired boy looked at his hands in disbelief, and shouted in horror, "Why...can't you feel me? The supernatural power!!"

"She's dead~" The cold words contained a bit of sarcasm, "She was eager to save you in the end, but this feeling has never been able to reach your heart."

He was dazed for a few seconds, sweat dripped from the tip of Jianduota's nose, his facial features twisted into a funny expression, anger enveloped the boy's mind, "I'm going to kill..." Before he could finish the vicious curse, he turned from upside down From the angle of view, he saw his fallen body.

"Ah...?"

The last frame of sight was blood red.

——and the grey-haired child, with neither sad nor happy sighing eyes.

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"Hey, are you alright?" Withdrew his feet and confirmed that the person with the supernatural ability that caused the dispute was dead, Nakahara Zhong also hurried over to support the child's wobbly body.

Nervously checking the other's wounds, "Don't sleep!!!" Noticing the other's drowsy expression, the man stretched out his palm and patted the cheek of the person in his arms.

Losing the strength to stand up, she lay on the man's chest like a boneless one. "It turns out that my blood is also red..." With dilated eyes, Tsushima looked down at the bright red in the palm of his hand with difficulty, raised the corners of his mouth, and rubbed the sticky blood on his fingertips with his fingertips, "Well, don't do that Nervous...you won't die anyway." Bracing himself, he comforted the other party with a weak voice.

There is still a long way to go before death, and I am well aware of the control over my body.

Subconsciously wanted to use gravity to stop the child's bleeding, but belatedly remembered the other party's nullification.

Tsk-tsk, Zhong Yuanzhong also tore off his tie, used it as a temporary tourniquet, and treated the most serious gunshot wound on his abdomen first.

Picking up the child on his back, he ran towards the exit, and at the same time ordered loudly: "Those who can still move, heal the wounded!"

At the other end of the corridor, he met his subordinates who were on standby.

"leader......"

Interrupting the words of the subordinate in black, the red-haired man shouted extremely fast: "Contact the medical team and let them..."

"The medical team is already on standby at the door." Bowed slightly, and then made a gesture of asking, "It is... Mr. Tsushima ordered before. About ten ambulances were called. You can see if there are enough."

"Enough, it's hard work." He pressed his hat with a complex expression, moved his head, and looked at the gray-haired child lying on his shoulder, who was sleeping soundly. Zhong Yuanzhong also walked towards the door in silence.

The author has something to say: The supernatural ability comes from Akutagawa Ryunosuke's "Spider's Thread", which is original and self-designed.

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Kanto's supernatural ability is to pull the crowd into an illusionary world that is independent of reality. Once it is activated, it can only wait to stop. If dementia wants to be eliminated, it can only be eliminated when the inner world has not yet formed, but it has already late.

So dementia killed—the "spider silk" supernatural power itself, liberating the world.

Jianduo can't be harmed in the inner world, so he can leave the inner world along the spider's thread after everyone kills each other or kills each other recklessly.

Only one person is allowed to leave the inner world alive.

People who enter this world will be continuously polluted spiritually, magnifying the dark side of human nature, and killing each other for their own survival.

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Dementia is not affected partly because he is unqualified in the world, and partly because he actually sees it very openly.

Dementia: Well, it’s impossible for a person like me to go to some blissful world, just stay in hell~

Buddhism jpg.

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Based on the particularity of disqualification in the world, coupled with becoming an independent body with different abilities, the power of dementia has been strengthened.

Can kill aliens.

But not all of them can be easily destroyed—there are also strong and weak abilities.

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Having said that, why did other people not realize whether dementia has something to do with Mr. Dazai? Because first of all, it is because of the appearance of a child, which is quite different from the adult Dazai (you can look at your photos when you were a child and then grow up. There is a big difference in the photos at the time~).

Then there is the feeling that most people with dementia are more approachable, easy-talking and good-tempered (except for certain times, such as what he asks for)

The most important thing is that the leader Zaishi is 22 and three years old. If it is the child of Mr. Dazai, did Osamu Dazai have a child at the age of ten (?)

So the subordinates didn't think about that at all, and they didn't think about whether they were relatives of the former leader or not.The current leader is still talking about the topic of the former leader. I am afraid that if people know that you want to rebel (x)

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I forgot to mention in the last chapter, that passage comes from "Norwegian Wood".

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