Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

Abandoned hospitals, under the moonlight, have their own horror atmosphere bonus.

Because the situation was fixed, Shiori suddenly stopped worrying about one point, one point, one point (really billions of points), and slowly took out a shallow sword that only had the function of soul burial, and had not yet condensed the soul of the sword.

Shiori didn't want to meet Osamu Dazai for the time being, so she wanted to inquire about the specific situation from the soul of the hospital.

The beautiful girl smiled like a flower, coupled with the metal reflection of the moon reflected by the knife, it made several wandering souls and earthbound spirits trapped in a certain ward of the hospital tremble with fear.

"You...don't come here!"

The middle-aged man leaned against the corner, and as the only earth-bound spirit whose range of movement was restricted by the lock on his neck, he could only retract himself into the corner when the wandering soul slipped away, making loud noises.

"Let me tell you, I... I've been dead for a long time, so I can't be hacked to death by you."

His bluff was full of loopholes, and his intermittent stuttering even affected Shiori's judgment.

?

This statement is as unconstructive as "a man who is killed dies".The meaning is roughly in the existence of the world of corpses and souls...the false proposition that a person cannot die again after death.

I didn't quite understand what he meant, and because I was in a bad mood, Shiori didn't know how much the scene of her squinting her eyes and smiling lips combined with the scene of leisurely drawing a knife...

demon king.

In the secluded old castle, a girl with snow-white skin held a knife, with an inexplicable smile on her lips.

It's still the kind of playful arc evoked like a cat teasing a mouse, as if seeing an interesting toy, and squinting eyes that don't look like a good person.

"Although this knife is a relatively low-quality general product, it can be regarded as an anti-spirit weapon, so it can cut you."

"Because you can't move now, and you're still weak."

Shiori suddenly answered naturally and honestly.

"..."

The man who was still able to deceive himself was so shocked that he could not speak. He told Shizhi with practical actions that he was about to cry out of fright, and his feet couldn't stop shaking.

"I want to ask."

"Did a lot of people die in this hospital recently? Why?"

Ordinary souls without spiritual power don't have much sense of existence. She doesn't have a license to act as an agent of the god of death, so she can't accurately detect the location of wandering souls, but occasionally encounters wandering souls and is authorized by Thirteen Fans to take care of soul burials.

Most of the time, ordinary wandering spirits would walk around Dazai Osamu, probably because of Dazai Osamu's special constitution, even her Rokka is a little allergic.Then there is only one reason for the gathering of wandering souls. A group of people died at the same time, and the resentment accumulated together gradually assimilated into a great void.

Xu is irrational, only has a violent appetite and emptiness, and does not even know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Yes, harm is the root of all evils called Dazai Zhi.

"I'll answer your question, don't...don't kill me."

"Okay."

The girl's voice was soft and lazy, and the tone at the end of the sentence sounded very comfortable, and her fingers slowly brushed the blade of Asahi.

The silvery-white cold-toned reflection happened to penetrate the heart of the Earth Binding Spirit's chest, making Soul's whole body feel chilly suddenly.

This knife could really cut him.

The Earthbound Spirit realized.

"They, they all died recently, because of the poisonous gas, and they were also published in the newspapers. It is said that it was because of the selfish recklessness of private detectives, but some people said that they just suffered innocent disasters, and the detective agency was innocent. But recently they seem We have reached a consensus, and we don’t really listen to people.”

"Uh-huh."

It's quite normal for many souls to merge into the void, but it looks like you'll have to wait at least another week, and now that the "culprit" is also dead, and the sane wandering soul's resentment and obsession are reduced, it should be possible The normal soul was buried.The girl lowered her head and continued to fiddle with the sword in her hand seemingly without interest.

"Most of the people here are related to that case. I was here a long time ago. I used to be the dean here. After I went bankrupt, I couldn't think of jumping off the building for a while, but I found that there was no way to leave here. will become a soul..."

The man began to babble about worthless and meaningless things.Shiori raised her eyebrows, her eyes suddenly flickered, and then she continued to smile and narrow her eyes.

"So, did you just see the woman in the white camellia embroidered kimono go in?"

Her face has the same curvature, her voice is still soft and soothing, understanding and consideration are the main tone in her voice.

"I see! I see! There were two men before that, just the ones that my teammates said was the Armed Detective Agency. Then there was a teenager, and the last woman arrived, and I heard four gunshots , not long ago!"

"I've been trapped here, and I have no way of understanding what happened, but it seems to be very close to that place, and the vaguely heard conversation seems to be that the woman planned some cases but didn't handle it herself."

"Just thinking about it, that's really powerful. After all, the law has no way to judge this situation. After that, there was a gunshot first, then the gun fell, and then the sound of the gun falling to the ground. After a while, there was a continuous Three times."

After being gently threatened, the uncle, who even sped up his speech, told everything.

"I think, both shooters are dead. And then there you are."

He came to a conclusion cautiously and shrank further.

"um. Thank you."

Listening to the sequence of the gunshots, Shiori probably guessed the situation just now, raised the shallow gun, and looked helplessly at the man's frightened look.Sheathed the knife, and gently stamped his forehead with the handle.

"I'm not a bad person. I just drew the sword because it feels strange to lift it with the scabbard... The dead go to the world where the soul should go..."

In the middle of speaking, Shizhi suddenly felt the fluctuation of the spiritual power of the god of death. It was the spiritual pressure of the strange god of death who should have been aware of it just before entering the door, and she turned her head sharply.

The man in the black death suit stood in front of the door, looking confused and natural. He scratched his short reddish-brown hair and looked at Shiori with blue eyes as deep as the sea. Take the Zanpakuto.

He seemed more suited to be a writer with a pen in hand.

I don't know why Shiori feels this way.

I glanced at his attire, there is no adjutant's armband, no captain's haori, but the fluctuation of spiritual power around his body is very restrained, and Shunpo is also very good at learning.

At least a high-ranking official, what team is it?If it is the research madman of the [-]th division, things will be a little troublesome.

"I'm sorry, uh, I'm Oda Sakunosuke, the [-]th seat of the [-]th Division temporarily stationed in Yokohama after receiving an emergency transfer order. I came here after receiving a notice that a large number of wandering spirits have gathered here. Excuse me..."

"As far as I know, Yokohama should have no Shinigami stationed now."

It's from the [-]th squad, so there's no problem.Shiori blinked her eyes, and put away her shallow beaker.

"My name is Shiori Inoue, and I'm Berry Blossom, a friend of Asan Well Berry Blossom..."

She is also the younger sister of the man who tried to find a reason to go to the Soul Realm to hook up with your captain's daughter.cough cough.

"Oh, it's the friend of Captain Rukia's daughter. I've heard the captain mention it. Your family has the qualifications to be a franchise agent for Reaper. Speaking of which, you may have been Reaper for longer than me?"

Sure enough, Sakunosuke Oda instantly understood her identity, but I don't know if it was because he was a little slow in character, and his attitude towards her was not at all like that of other members of the [-]th division, especially the chief officer Fanglang, who was afraid that she would assist his brother appearance.

"Huh? Is Oda-san a newcomer?"

"Yes, I only came to Soul Soul Realm four years ago, and the position of Fifth Seat is only this year..."

Oh, then Shiori will understand.

He probably didn't know about the gossip in the team, and really just regarded himself as a good friend of the captain's daughter, looking at her with the kindness of an elder inexplicably.

"Thank you for helping with the soul burial."

"No, you don't think I'm meddling in my own business. Actually, I came here to find my friend, but now it seems that I'm here to see her off for the last time."

"Ah, please express your condolences?"

Oda was stunned for a moment, seemingly not knowing how to answer the conversation, and stammered out a sentence.

……

"Uh, thank you?"

She followed Oda Sakunosuke's words.

The scene suddenly became awkward.

What kind of cold field emperor is this new Mr. Wuxi.

With a serious look, he doesn't seem to complain at all.

"Well, can I bury her soul later?"

# # #

Because there is a serious Shinigami, Shiori can't steal other people's jobs, and the gathering of a large number of wandering souls may cause a big emptiness, so he has to deal with this matter in a hurry.

So I suggested that only my friends hope to be buried by my own soul.

Oda-san is also like his appearance, kind and easy to talk to, and he immediately went to look for other wandering spirits nearby.

Shiori touched the pen in his pocket where Osamu Dazai left clues, and walked towards the scene of the crime.

"Mr. Dazai, Mr. Kunikida."

Her appearance was a bit abrupt, as if she had just driven out from home, she didn't wear much but she was sweating on her forehead at this season, and she was running here panting.

"Doctor Inoue..."

Kunikida had just put down Osamu Dazai's collar, beside him was a boy he had never seen before, and at the door was Nobuko in a plain kimono.

She is wearing a gift from Shiori.

The camellia pattern is soaked in blood, and the pattern on the hem is gorgeous and thrilling.

Camellia, a symbol of ideal love.

When it withers, the petals will wither slowly one by one, and the cautious appearance is like the love concept of pursuing an ideal partner's care.

She had given this kimono to Nobuko with such expectations.

But it seems to have forgotten that the Japanese camellia, which is very similar to the camellia, has blossomed to the ground.

The meaning of Luochun is quite heroic and sad.

The vaguely formed soul left the body and floated up.

Fortunately, Nobuko was not judged by the law as a heinous sinner, and was not pulled away by the gate of hell.

Shiori's worries disappeared, and she breathed a sigh of relief, with just the right amount of sadness on her face.

"How are you?"

"I'm sorry, I accidentally overheard your conversation yesterday. Nobuko's kimono was given to her by me. I secretly manipulated it and followed the coordinates on her clothes."

"Eh?!"

Kunikida looked at the gentle female doctor in front of him in surprise, not knowing where to start complaining.

It should be said that she is the girl who had a good chat with Dr. Yosano.

"Because Dazai-san left me a pen and a message."

She started throwing the pot away.

"Mr. Dazai has been hinting that there may be something wrong with Nobuko, and I always feel that something is wrong when I talk to girls at night. Women's intuition is sometimes terrible."

"Sorry, I... that."

Kunikida Doppo seemed to remember the friendship between the two, and subconsciously apologized.

"To be honest, I'm looking forward to the milk tea shop near the university that is said to be of good quality and cheap. We made an appointment to go together."

After hearing this, Kunikida looked ashamed and wanted to perform Doshizaza online for her.

"However, she did do something wrong. This is the best solution, right."

Xinzi's soul gradually solidified, she looked at Shiori in surprise, and bowed to her to apologize.Then he apologized to the soul of the young boy who was dazed and hadn't regained consciousness on the other side, then smiled at Kunikida Doppo with a smile as if he was relieved, and bowed deeply to him.

It didn't look like death, but like welcoming a new life.

Shiori's face suddenly had a clear and clear smile.

Seems like this isn't a bad thing either?

"I do not know."

Mr. Kunikida suddenly looked at a loss, thinking of Dazai's words just now, he didn't understand the justice he insisted on.

"What Kunikida-san did was right, at least I think so."

"Please don't be strangled by ideals."

Shiori's swearing words matched Nobuko's last words before she died.Nobuko seemed to have noticed this too, and the smile on her face became more gentle, as if she wanted to confirm something, she tentatively touched Shiori's fingertips.

bumped into.

The two looked at each other and shook hands.

"I think you who pursue ideals and justice are very attractive." / "I like you like this."

Xinzi floated up to Shiori's ear and reported the address of the milk tea shop.Her arms gently encircled Shiori, but she was careful not to touch her, probably considering the boundary between life and death in general legends.

"Please do your best when you're in love, remember to look around, the gentleman's words...maybe very close to you."

"If you have a chance, please take him to drink milk tea."

In order to deal with the detective agency, Nobuko's investigation of the armed detective agency can be called meticulous. She blinked at Shiori, and her whole body became much more flexible.

?

She and Mr. Fukuzawa are neighbors, and they are already very close.

Besides, is there anywhere close?

"Miss Shiori, you are really understanding." / "Miss Shiori, have you found your friend yet?"

The voices of Dazai Osamu and Oda-san suddenly overlapped, making her not know where to turn her head for a moment.

"Dazai?"/"Mr. Dazai."

She reacted correctly and turned her head towards Osamu Dazai, but the next second she spoke with Mr. Goshi.

Eh!

Shiori's movements froze for a few seconds, and her eyes drifted unconsciously to Mr. Oda.

"Miss Shiori seems to have seen something?"

The black-haired young man suddenly broke out from the silence, and looked at Shiori's eyes with great interest just now.

She really didn't know what she wanted to say just now.

"Acquaintance... friend?"

So she gave up on herself and asked Mr. Oda in a low voice.

"Hmm. I didn't expect Dazai to really leave Fia now, and become a side that helps others? It seems to be doing well, but he can do well no matter what he does."

Mr. Oda's expression seemed much more relieved, looking at Osamu Dazai's eyes...

Why are you looking at the child again?

Mr. Oda, tell me the truth, does your family run a kindergarten?Are you related to the former captain of Ukitake?

Why do you look at everyone with the same tolerance as you look at a child? !

I have reason to suspect that Osamu Dazai was spoiled by you.

"This is his current partner?"

Sakunosuke Oda looked at Doppo Kunikida, who was full of sense of justice at first glance, and looked at his friend who hadn't seen him for a long time, although he was still wrapped in bandages, but looked lively and came to a conclusion.

really.

"Looks a little more lively?"

"Wow."

What big news is this? !

A rotten person like Osamu Dazai actually has friends?Or a close friend who might influence his choice.

"Mr. Dazai, you still owe me twice."

"Now, I suddenly feel that you may owe me the third time."

Shiori instantly had the capital to laning, so he bbed loudly.