[Wen Ye] Ghosts and Notes

Turning his eyeballs slightly, the child's eyes followed the movement of the owner's head to look at the person in front of him.

...is an unimpressive name.

Without replying to the other party, Tsushima just observed silently, quietly watching the man who called himself Fyodor.

He didn't care about the cold reaction of the other party, "Can I sit next to you." The magnetic voice sounded calm and soft.The corner of his mouth was raised, he patted the corner of his coat, and showed a proper standard smile. The black-haired man talking to himself sat at the other end of the bench as if he was familiar with it naturally.

Keeping a distance not too far away, Fyodor murmured softly, "Well, sure enough..."

"...Is it the key?" His knuckles touched his upper and lower lips, and his thinking eyes flickered with an unknown dark light.

Putting down his hands, he escaped from the complicated thoughts in his head, "What is your name?" The white brim of the hat pressed the black hair, and matched with the man's delicate appearance, he appeared like a kind brother-in-law. temperament.

"You seem to know something." Yawning, Tsushima narrowed his eyes, mercilessly piercing through the other party's small thoughts, "A wolf in sheep's clothing."

"Oh, is that how you look at me?" Eyes widened slightly, the black-haired man raised the corners of his mouth, deliberately showing a slightly surprised expression, "I'm also very curious about you, let me guess, it's... ...Tsushima." There was a pause, "The adopted son of the newly appointed head of the Port Mafia...well, that's true."

"Yeah." Nodding his head perfunctorily, the corners of his mouth pulled down, showing a look of disgust, "Ah, it's already a bit disgusting." He used this homely gesture to talk about other people's private appearance.

Stretching out his fingers to grab the jacket, the gray-haired child pulled up the collar that was blown by the wind, and turned his head to look at the stranger next to him, "What is your purpose?"

The man not far away smiled softly, and said in a low voice, "Do you know "book"? "

"..." Maintaining a expressionless face, Tsushima secretly searched for memories in his heart.

However, I didn't recall anything.

"Well, you probably don't know yet." Noticing the other party's thinking, Fyodor nodded his head knowingly, "After all, that Dazai-kun wouldn't reveal so much in advance... ..."

The pupils shrank suddenly, and the gray-haired child's breathing became disordered for a while, and the frown showed someone's restless mood.

"This reaction...is really still very young." There was a teasing smile in the eyes like amethyst, "I probably guessed it."

"You——is a body with supernatural powers." The light-colored lips opened and closed, and the words spit out were combined into sentences, which melted into the noisy air.

Trying to suppress the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, Tsushima's unchanging neutral voice was mixed with a hint of threat, "...your purpose." Before the other party opened his mouth to respond, Tsushima spoke again. Quickly added: "However, I don't know what a 'book' is. "

"It's okay, as long as you're here..." Tilting his head, the black-haired man said softly, "After all, you are the key."

"That's it...heh." With a snort, Tsushima's original indifferent expression was replaced by a curious and innocent look like a child "Then, what is a "book". "

"The words written on the book will become reality."

Understanding the meaning in the other party's language that information must be provided first, Fyodor was not angry, but patiently explained with a slow speed: "That is a blank book that can change the world."

"I hid that thing where only you can find it."

In a trance, faint echoes appeared in my ears.

Suddenly I understood the meaning of what that person said to me at that time.

"That's right, it sounds good." Nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, Tsushima spread his hands neatly, pretending to show a look of loss of interest, "I refuse."

"After all, it sounds like you're lying to a child~" The ending was prolonged, and a helpless sigh sounded faintly.

He made a sudden sound, interjecting into the voice of the gray-haired child, "No, you know." The black-haired man quickly raised his right hand and quickly touched Tsushima's forehead, and quickly left the moment his fingertips touched.

"Your real name is——"Disqualification", and this is the proof. "Looking at the index finger that just touched the opponent, Fyodor turned his gaze to the other end of the bench, "Nulliate the supernatural power. "

"For him, this is the perfect solution."

"You activated a supernatural power on me." Tsushima frowned when he said displeasedly in an affirmative tone.

Just a moment ago, I clearly felt - something cold and sticky passed through my body, as if climbing to my soul, making me feel slightly uncomfortable.

"Yes, do you want to hear about my ideal?" Without any excuse, he admitted openly, "My ideal... is to create a world without supernatural powers." Without waiting for the other party to answer, Fyodor himself Gu Zi continued to talk, "Because of the existence of supernatural powers, tragedies will occur one after another, causing wars and sacrifices..."

"Don't you think that supernatural powers are pests?" He opened his arms and said reverently, a little sadness flashed in the man's eyes.

Resting his cheeks on both hands, maintaining a faint smile, Tsushima blinked, and the light in the black eyes disappeared little by little - revealing the malicious content inside. "Ah, the supernatural power is a pest?"

"It's better to say... Humans are pests." Restraining the immature tone of a child, he spit out the words indifferently in a voice without the slightest warmth, "Well, let me think about it, what humans are most afraid of is What? Poverty, disease, war? Ah... death, after all."

"However, supernatural powers don't understand the meaning of death at all. It's just a tool, so how can it bring death." He giggled, but there was no smile in his eyes. "The only thing that brings tragedy to human beings is—— Even if supernatural powers do not exist in the world, tragedies are still happening."

He raised his hands above his head, straightened his body and stretched, "Well, sure enough, I still can't agree with your ideal." Turning his head to the long queue at the dessert shop next to him, "I'm so hungry, and I'm so slow."

"Have you failed..." Fyodor didn't care about the other party's sudden and intentional warning that a gravity user was nearby, "Well... After all, the possibility of a relationship is very high. Small."

"But it doesn't matter... I came here today, just to confirm one thing." Standing up, she took a swaying step, and her white sleeves swayed with the wind.

Depressing the sense of existence, the erratic white figure walked away like a ghost and disappeared among the flowing crowd.Accompanied by the rustling wind, vague words fell into the ears.

"We will meet again, Tsushima-kun." It seemed like the most affectionate farewell, but also like a threat with malicious intentions.

Watching the other party's disappearing back, Tsushima withdrew his gaze.The originally relaxed body slowly tensed up, and the slender fingers on the side gradually curled up, and then clenched.Anxious and complicated thoughts shrouded and tightened the restless heart that was beating rapidly in his chest, bringing a burning pain.

The high-speed running mind seems to have vaguely touched the covered truth—but dare not continue to think like a coward.

I am afraid of something.

——fear of the endless abyss that awaits him after he understands that.

Just thinking about it for a while, cold sweat condensed on the back.

...don't think about it anymore.

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"I don't know what you like to eat, I bought one of each flavor...Hello?" Raising his hand in black gloves, the brown-haired man raised his eyebrows and waved in front of someone in confusion "Are you listening to me?"

"Ah." Quickly returning to his senses, he looked at Kami Nakahara with some worried eyes, "Chu is so slow—" Switching to a lazy expression, Tsushima acted like a dissatisfied kitten.

"...Did something happen?" Ignoring the other party's performance, a deep voice overflowed from his throat, "You sweat a lot."

"It's nothing." Taking the bag from the other party's arms, the gray-haired child lowered his head, opened the plastic bag, looked at the bread and snacks inside, and said calmly in a volume that only the two of them could hear.

Staring at Tsushima for a long time, "Tsk, it's up to you." After a long while, he finally gave up asking, Nakahara also sighed, guessing that there would be no results if he continued to wait, and the other party probably wouldn't say anything ".. ....but."

One hand pressed down on someone's little gray hair, and patted, "If you have any troubles, you can tell me." The clear blue eyes looked at the confused Tsushima seriously in front of him, "Don't be in trouble when I can't see you." Place..." Halfway through the words, he seemed to think of something and suddenly got stuck.

"Well, that's what it means." She scratched her cheek a little shyly, as if she was not used to saying such tender words.Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head away, turned around and sat on the bench, put his hands behind his head to divert his attention, and looked at the white clouds floating in the sky as if to pass the time.

Probably a long time later.

A voice that couldn't hear the joy or anger drifted over, "Hey, Zhongya."

"If I disappear, will you go find me?" Tsushima lowered his eyes as he tore open the packing bag and looked at the strawberry bag in his hand.

"Ah." Turning his head, with an expression of "what nonsense are you talking about", the red-haired man looked at the person beside him in confusion, "Of course, why do you ask such a strange question."

"..." After a long silence, Tsushima bit the bread in his hand, chewed it carefully, and then swallowed it.

Feeling the aroma of strawberries and the sweetness of cream, I endured the slight sourness in my eyes.

"Don't look for it anymore."

"what?"

"If one day I disappear, don't look for me.

The author has something to say: Guess what Fei Jia said is true and the other is false.

Nice guy who runs the train with his mouth full of Russians jpg.

Dementia actually looks very smart on the surface, but in fact he is just a one-month-old baby (not), and his scheming is not mature enough, and he is not too thoughtful (but he is much better than ordinary people).

However, compared to the speed of mental growth of ordinary people, dementia can already be regarded as the growth of hormones x