Chief Okita in Taisho

"Successfully killed the newspaper ghost."

"Salvation value +480."

Saizo is not the piggy Saizo who was really by Okita Souji's side in the past.

It is just a product of concretization to realize the wish of the other party, dating back from 2205 to Taisho at the beginning of the [-]th century.

That's why the general manager called it "No. [-]".

After the count was over, even Saizo himself was taken aback.

480 is a lot!

"Its redemption value is almost catching up with the winding!"

In this world, apart from ordinary people, there are also "ghosts" who eat people. The newspaper ghost just now is one of them.

But it's just a normal ghost.

The strongest among the ghosts is the King of Ghosts, Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi, followed by Twelve Ghost Moons—six winding up and six winding down.

They cannibalize the most and are the most capable.

The one who can contend against the ghosts is the Ghost Killing Squad.

This is a civil organization that is not recognized by the government and has been operating secretly.But for some reason, half a year ago, the ghost killing team changed their low-key style and began to publicize the merits of killing ghosts.

As a result, a small number of people began to know the existence of ghosts and ghost killing teams.

They finally realized that there is such a group of people who have been guarding these ignorant ordinary people with their lives.

……

"nature."

Director Okita raised the newspaper in his hand, crumbs flying, "This is its blood ghost technique—"

"As long as anyone who gets the newspaper will be bewitched, they will go to the sea of ​​trees in Aokigahara."

"Those who don't get the newspaper will also be taken to this alley and killed by it under the pretext of 'taking it to the hotel'."

"The legend of Suicide Forest is the best cover."

No matter how many people are missing, everyone will think he committed suicide.

"This newspaper ghost has been staying here. With this trick, I don't know how many people have been eaten."

Okita Souji let go of his hand, and the last bits of debris dissipated.

When the ghost is killed, the blood ghost technique is automatically released.

Souji Okita returned to the station.

There is a record on the ticket, and you can re-enter the station without buying a ticket.

Passengers have either found the hotel, or have already fallen asleep in the car. There are few people in the station, and it is no longer as lively as before.

The owner of the shop selling rice balls pulled over the board and was about to close down.

"Excuse me--"

"Are there any more rice balls?"

The store owner immediately regained his spirits when he saw the handsome smiling face.

"Ah, wait a minute!"

"Guest, you are so lucky. This is the last one. I'll wrap it up for you right away."

"Excuse me~"

"Are you going to guard this car all night?" Cai Zang asked.

"Need not."

Okita Souji still had a smile on his face and didn't say much.

Although I don't know what the general manager is planning... But when the opponent makes a move, there is no time for a mistake.

Cai Zang complained: "After the first kill is completed, the second kill can be done immediately, right?"

"Um……"

Director Okita thought: "The sea of ​​trees in Aokigahara also makes me a little concerned."

Cai Zang called out with a "PuPuPu", "It seems that he is preparing for three kills!"

Okita Souji took the rice ball and didn't rush to eat it.

"Follow me all the way, can you come out?"

Cai Zang: "!"

who? !

On the side of the shop, the black-haired boy moved out, stuck out his tongue innocently, "We've been found."

"As expected of Soujiro."

Soujiro Seta is the pseudonym of Okita Souji in this world.

Few people know his real name is "Okita Souji".

His real name is Taboo.

"Dazai."

Souji Okita called out the person's name.This time there was a hint of warning in the smile, which would frighten ordinary children.

But Osamu Dazai is no ordinary kid.

"Ah..." Yuan Tong stared at the rice ball in Okita Souji's hand without blinking, "I'm so hungry."

"I won't give it to you."

Souji Okita hid the rice balls.

"Why did you come here? Didn't you let you reflect in the room?"

"I should have said that I haven't forgiven you yet?"

The boss actually likes children very much.Saizo gloated and thought, Osamu Dazai is the No.

This little kid has too many eyes!

"Don't treat me like a child." Osamu Dazai muttered.

He is 14 years old!

"Of course you are not a child," Okita Souji laughed, "Can a child do such a thing?"

Ah, sure enough, I'm still holding grudges.

Osamu Dazai pursed his mouth, and the cold wind blew by, and he couldn't help sneezing again.

"..."

Seeing the other party's trembling clothes, Okita Souji's expression relaxed, and he sighed helplessly.

He took off his scarf, walked over, and wrapped the scarf around Dazai's neck.

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, during the whole process, his fingers did not directly touch the opponent's body.

"Later you—"

Okita Souji didn't finish his sentence, but was interrupted by screams from the platform.

Okita Souji: "!"

Osamu Dazai: "!"

Director Okita stuffed the rice ball into Dazai Osamu's arms, "Find a place for yourself and stay safe."

"wait me back."

After thinking for a while, he lifted the tail of the scarf to the top of Osamu Dazai's head, and rubbed the fluffy black hair through the fabric. There was a sense of comfort in his gentle voice.

"Don't be afraid."

"...Obviously they are treating me like a child."

Osamu Dazai stood there blankly, watching the figure of the other party disappear quickly.The rice ball in my hand and the scarf around my neck are still warm.

"It's too much, just leave me like this."

"Is killing ghosts more important than me?"

……

It was the last few cargo compartments that caused the screams.

The platform staff discussed with the train captain and prepared to move the cargo compartment. They never thought about it, and only after coming under the light did they see what really happened in the cargo compartment——

Viscous blood seeped from the cracks at the bottom of the carriage and fell on the snow, which was very vivid.

The windows were covered in bloody fingerprints, and the interior was barely visible.

Like a ghost car.

The staff flashed in with flashlights.

"The car door won't open!"

"Hey! The people inside!"

"Are you okay?! I heard a reply! Hey——"

The young man who struck up a conversation in the car turned around anxiously at this moment, constantly wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

"What's the matter! My jug, my jug—"

"If something goes wrong, I'll tell you to walk around without food!"

More and more people gathered around the platform, whispering to each other.

"Hey you--"

The guard stopped Okita Souji.

"It's dangerous over there, don't go there!"

"This is not the place to make trouble."

Okita Souji turned around.

When he is working officially, he will use a hair tie to tie his long hair high, which reduces the femininity when it is loose, and is a bit more sassy.

The change in momentum made him never be mistaken for a woman again.

Okita Souji showed his ID in front of the guards.

"I'm Ubayashiki, Chief Medical Officer of the Army—"

"All follow my instructions!"

"!!!"

The resounding name shocked several people into a daze.

"Ah, this is really... rude..." The guard immediately saluted.

Okita Souji raised his chin slightly.

"Have you contacted the Mount Fuji Police Station?"

"Yes, I'll be there right away!" The guard didn't dare to neglect.

"it is good."

"Set up a cordon and don't let anyone come near."

"Separate the cargo compartment from the passenger compartment, transfer another locomotive to connect the cargo compartment, and drive to the abandoned railway next to it."

"Yes!"

After giving the order, Souji Okita walked towards the stopped young man.

"Sorry, your batch of pots may have to be detained, let me know in advance."

"……what?!"

The young man reacts from the shock of misidentifying the gender of the person he picked up, and now his jug is more important!

"What do you want to do?!"

Facing the opponent's anger, Okita Souji's expression remained unchanged.

"gentlemen."

"The car chaser is actually a righteous party. What he kills are the existences in the car that deserve their crimes."

"——Is there any problem with the transaction of these jugs? You know it very well, don't you?"

The young man was stunned, his face immediately turned pale, and his shoulders drooped.

According to the instructions, the roar sounded, and the cargo compartment slowly drove away——

Souji Okita jumped onto the viewing platform at the rear of the car.

"Leave it to me later." He smiled at the guard.

With a glance, Okita Souji saw Osamu Dazai in the crowd.The other party was staring at him intently, and the young boy seemed a bit out of place in the crowd.

Cai Zang's voice sounded.

"Military status is really useful."

"Boss, I'm not pleading for Dazai, but he is indeed very foresight in many matters."

There are still many people who don't know the Ghost Slayer Squad, and sometimes conflicts inevitably arise during the mission.

"Anyone who can't speak will probably be arrested by the police."

Seeing that the general manager didn't respond, he felt bored.

"Okay, be careful yourself."

The haunted freight car was parked a few hundred meters away on an abandoned railway track.

The captain jumped out of the cab, "My lord—"

"You go back first."

The driver ran away in a hurry: "Be careful!"

Okita Souji looked at the closed compartment.

"The key that can open the door of the cargo compartment consumes 20 redemption points."

"Do you want to buy it?"

"Yes."

"Purchase confirmed."

When the carriage was opened, the smell of blood was so strong that it was disgusting.

Okita Souji walked in.

The open car door let in the moonlight, illuminating the hell on earth inside.

There are various styles of jugs on the shelves.Uncoagulated blood dripped to the ground.

tick.tick.

When the clogs hit something, Okita Souji lowered his head and took a closer look.

It's two severed fingers.

"..."

Okita Souji looked normal, and checked several carriages.

"It seems that all the people who keep the goods have been killed."

When arriving at the station, the person guarding the goods stayed in the car and did not get off the car.

"The ghost has already left?" Cai Zang asked, "Did it appear while we were being taken away by the newspaper ghost?"

Okita Souji stretched out his hand, twisted a lock of hair from the pool of blood beside the pot with his fingertips, touched his chin and lost himself in thought.

"That's it..."

Putting his hands down, he smiled.

"It's late, it seems that the ghost is indeed gone."

"Then let's enjoy these pots~"

Caizang:?

What are you doing, Chief?

"stop--"

Someone slapped the door with one hand, "Don't touch my things!!!"

"Fuck!"

"Why did this guy follow?!"

The young pot seller stood in front of the door with his hands on his knees.After taking a breath, he rushed in to check the pot, his expression ecstatic: "It's okay, it's okay...it's okay, it's great!"

"It's not all right," Director Okita said from the side, "Your subordinates have been eaten by ghosts."

The young man was stunned.

"That... that has nothing to do with me!"

Okita Souji: "You really know about ghosts."

If it were someone who didn't know, they should be surprised at what the ghost is at this time, rather than disregarding the relationship.

"?!"

The young man struggled for a moment, then shouted in despair.

"I said this job would be dangerous, and I paid them enough, and they agreed!"

"Anyway, they are all worthless lives!"

"I advise you not to meddle in your own business!"

The young man aimed his cannon at Souji Okita, wanting to vent all the suffocation in his stomach.

"I don't care if you are a military doctor ghost killer team or something else, anyway, it's just the two of us now...don't force me!"

Cold light appeared.

The dagger appeared in the young man's hand.

It's not so polite to be cornered.

The bloody handprints on the car window are messy, and it can be seen how painful those people have been through before they died.

The moonlight poured in from the gap, illuminating Mr. Okita's figure brightly and darkly, and the dagger cast a cold light on the bottom of his eyes.

The temperament unexpectedly harmonizes with the scene inside the car.

Like Shura resurrected from the blood prison.

The young man was frightened.

No, this kind of delicate guy will not be his opponent!

"……Hey?"

"Sir, don't be so nervous."

Souji Okita suddenly showed a bright smile, which almost made the young man think that the scene just now was his own illusion.

"I just wanted to see Mr.'s jug."

"I was very concerned about it before..."

Souji Okita turned sideways, with his hands behind his back, poking his head in front of the shelves, like a curious child.

"The color of this pot is so ugly, has it faded?"

"Hey, the design of this pot is too bad, it's so ugly to me."

"Sir, are these chamber pots?"

The youth's eyes twitched.

Several pots began to vibrate slightly.

"what?"

Director Okita suddenly let out a soft cry and tilted his head.

"—I think this pot is asymmetrical!"

"What did you say?!"

"How dare, how dare... Damn it!"

"Where is my pot asymmetrical?!"

In the carriage, a third person's voice suddenly sounded.

Or... ghosts.