The power comes from Chaldea

It is not without plan that Mochizuki Chiyo could ask Moriarty to borrow Akashi Seijuro.

After the night passed, King Hassan had returned to Chaldea, and Gilgamesh was very interested in this world full of chaos and contradictions. He left the sentence, "The king wants to look around", and immediately disappeared.

Mochizuki Chiyo thought about it.

It's okay, it's not a big problem.

When you miss him, just look at the street lights.

But the heroic spirit who was on duty by her side today has not appeared for a long time.

Maybe it's because of the increasingly disordered relationship in the summoning system recently. Actually, the servants beside her already have a red A and a Gilgamesh.

It wouldn't be surprising if the world consciousness responded and repaired the hole.

The magic power supply of the two people who stayed behind basically followed her circuit, but their abilities were greatly restricted.

Oh no, her mommy, dear red A, is still in a coma.

Mochizuki Chiyo was very guilty, and placed the collected Red A and Valya on the head of the bed, disguised as ordinary dolls, and then asked Shibusawa Tatsuhiko who had just come out of the washing machine.

"Shibusawa-san, it's like this, there is one thing I want to ask you."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko:?

The puppet doll's scarlet eyes have no trace of hostility at all, they are round like ordinary pomegranates, and they have no aura when they stare at others, waving their fat arms softly.

"What do you want to do again!?"

Mochizuki Chiyo smiled kindly: "It's not a big problem, I just want to trouble you and create some fog later."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko: ...

What do you think I am, the weather forecast! ?Rain god! ?

When we went to Leibo Street, it was still daytime.The buildings on Leibo Street were built around the ground, all around this sunken pit, like a small castle surrounding the center.

Going to Leibo Street, going up and down along the way, turning left and right, and finally walking down.

"Cough, sorry, Akashi-kun, business development is much more difficult than I thought."

Taking Akashi Seijuro for a long walk, but didn't bump into half a stall selling the Holy Grail, Mochizuki Chiyo couldn't help but doubt himself a little.

Akashi Seijuro smiled, his bright eyes were full of sunlight, and the young man's white forehead was slightly sweaty, but he didn't look irritable.

"It's okay, take your time. Do you have any clues? I'll ask the Akashi Zaibatsu to help with the investigation. Maybe it will be faster?"

He didn't have any hidden thoughts about his family background, so he naturally raised the topic of using the corresponding contacts.

Mochizuki Chiyo waved his hand: "Ah, this is a bit complicated. It's about people with supernatural powers, so I don't have to work hard on the Akashi Zaibatsu, but on Akashi-kun. By the way, let's say it in advance, Akashi-kun, it's doubtful to meet you when the time comes." I will make an agreement with you. As soon as the agreement is made, you will use your ability to frighten the other party!"

The girl's golden eyes were full of sly brilliance, as if she was holding a winning ticket, full of attractive light spots.

Akashi Seijuro was taken aback: "Okay."

"Oh, it's really unprecedented to see the two dressed like this on Leibo Street."

The youthful but deep voice came from the air, and he spoke leisurely. He smiled and said, "Raibo Street also has its own rules. Are you here to find the recently famous, omnipotent Holy Grail?" ?”

Mochizuki Chiyo raised her head following the voice, and met Osamu Dazai's eyes at a glance.

The other party was sitting on the fence against the light, and couldn't see the specific expression for a while, but he seemed to be interested, and it didn't take long before he jumped off the wall unsteadily, looking at it with his legs on the steel plate. It was quite heavy, and the movement seemed to be a lot sluggish.

Mochizuki Chiyo noticed his legs, but didn't rush to ask.

She still remembers that her personality at this time is a kind and kind market chaos cleaner.

What port mafia! ?Sweep, sweep them all for me!

"Then let me kindly remind this little brother, if you encounter the 'Holy Grail', please don't panic and call immediately."

Mochizuki Chiyo pulled the brim of her hat, and covered herself more tightly as if nothing had happened, while reporting the Yokohama police number kindly.

"Remember, please contact this number if you are in danger. The peace and beauty of Yokohama depends on the enthusiasm of every citizen."

Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, then burst out laughing suddenly: "You are very similar to someone I know."

Mochizuki Chiyo in a cloak is not guilty, justified: "Where is it, everyone says I am the face of the public."

Isn't it just talking nonsense with open eyes, she is good at this.

Osamu Dazai:?

Mochizuki Chiyo added: "The body shape... can also be popular!"

The definition of the public face suddenly increased!

"Pfft, interesting."

Mochizuki Chiyo waved his hand: "Well, business is busy, Mr. Dazai, let's talk next time. If you have any questions, please call."

It wasn't in her plans to get involved with the port mafia here.

Osamu Dazai grabbed her exposed wrist, trying to pull Mochizuki Chiyo over by surprise.

Mochizuki Chiyo did not react, subconsciously grabbed Dazai Osamu with his backhand, and fell neatly over his shoulder.

After a snap, 15-year-old Mr. Dazai fell cleanly to the ground.

Mochizuki Chiyo panicked: "Sorry, sorry, Mr. Dazai, I'm not used to people pulling me back."

Because in the past, Hibari Kyouya used this method to capture her countless times.

The past is unbearable, only two lines of tears.

The black-haired boy lay on the ground pretending to be pitiful: "It's too bad, miss, I'm only ten years old, but you call me Mr. Dazai, it's like ten years older for no reason."

Mochizuki Chiyo:?

Is this the point!

She held her forehead: "It's good that you are not injured."

It can be seen that the words are so skinny, the injury is not hurt anywhere.

"No, I'm injured." Osamu Dazai sighed, and said quietly, "My heart is broken into scum. Miss's cloak is so tight, even such movements can't reveal half of my heart."

"That's right, I did it semi-permanently." Mochizuki Chiyo paused, "But...Mr. Dazai, do you need me to call you the number of the mental hospital?"

Osamu Dazai drew the end of the voice: "Eh—Mr. Mori's method of coaxing Alice has no effect at all."

ha?Mr. Mori? !

What era is this again!

Mochizuki Chiyo turned her head to the side, and met Dazai Osamu's pair of clear kite eyes. The young man was pure, fresh and clean like dew, but was wrapped in bandages everywhere, adding a sense of melancholy for no reason.

She said euphemistically: "When people reach middle age, there will indeed be a generation gap."

Osamu Dazai stood up, patted the dust off his body, and raised his hand to tighten the loose bandage on his wrist, looking a little fearless and leisurely.

"Pfft, I'm middle-aged, so it's true." The kite eyes slowly lifted up and landed on Akashi Seijuro's body, mixed with half naive and half cruel, he smiled slightly, " I know you, Akashi-kun of Chaldea."

Akashi Seijuro looked at him, didn't speak, only smiled aloofly.

Osamu Dazai didn't say anything in the end, he bounced against the wall with his one broken steel leg, and raised his hand in a very gentlemanly manner: "You two, I wish you all the best on your journey."

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

Shut up, you, don't speak mysteriously like an underground party joint.

She paused and couldn't help choking.

As far as her dress is concerned, she really has that taste.

After leaving Osamu Dazai, the sun seemed to be shining brightly, and he felt extremely comfortable.

It's just that in the dilapidated alley on the side, the sound of violent running came from the end.

The buildings on this side of Leibo Street seem to be in this style, damaged and dilapidated, with a low-level scene that is about to collapse.

Such an environment is naturally the best place to breed some strange transactions.

"Stop, don't run!"

At the age of a child, the voice he yelled was immature with a little youthful lightness.

"Don't run, let's do it again."

Running in front of him, the man who looked like he was running away was a punk, who looked like an aborigine living in Leibo Street.

The little gangster ran forward without looking back, cursing: "Bah, I believed your evil by stopping, don't come near us!"

But he was only focused on rushing forward, he didn't notice the person coming out of the turn, and bumped into him without paying attention.

Mochizuki Chiyo:? ? ?

Accident from the sky, throw yourself in your arms (no)

She had just finished dealing with Osamu Dazai, and she was still worrying about not being able to find information about the Holy Grail, but she didn't expect that someone would come to her for a one-on-one challenge.

Mochizuki Chiyo rubbed her fists and was about to launch a sharp counterattack when a crisp young voice came in.

"This is my prey, can I handle it?"

The word prey, which is full of wild flavor, appears in areas other than Leibo Street, and it seems to be full of a sense of disobedience.

But here, the law of the jungle has become extremely natural.

Mochizuki Chiyo was stunned for a moment, and before he could make a move, he saw a young boy with brown hair rushing forward, without any extra nonsense, just a neat roundabout kick, which stunned the opponent completely.

The brown hair was dyed light gold in the sun, the boy looked like he had just turned ten years old, his whole face was still full of childishness, his amber eyes were slightly thin, and his emotional fluctuations didn't seem to be particularly big .

His face was expressionless, with a childish voice: "The task is completed, thank you for your cooperation."

Mochizuki Chiyo was amazed and couldn't help but want to lean back.

Is this Leibo Street? ?

But immediately afterwards, the brown-haired boy took out a palm-sized cup from his arms, and threw a hair pulled from the bastard's head into it.

Mochizuki Chiyo:?

Boy, isn't this the Holy Grail.

This thing is actually linked with the dream, and it has become the Holy Grail in the palm of your hand.

I didn't expect to come across clues by mistake, although the discoveries these few times seemed to be by mistake.

This made her a little suspicious, whether the other party was also secretly manipulating such an encounter.

After all, the Holy Grail is inseparable from Chaldea.

She thought for a while, and approached the brown-haired boy: "May I ask your name?"

The boy froze for a moment, with a calm expression, and replied directly: "Natsume Takashi, I didn't come to Leibo Street to snatch land, please don't worry."

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

It seems that because of his strange appearance, he was mistaken for an even stranger crowd.

It's interesting to grab the site.

Mochizuki Chiyo waved her hand, Natsume Takashi didn't seem to have any secretive thoughts, so she asked more directly: "Can I ask the cup you took out just now? It's the golden pikapika. I saw you were interested in it Made a wish?"

The young Natsume Takashi glanced at her plainly, and his voice was still childish, but his words were clear and forceful: "Did you say the Holy Grail?"

He paused, and took it out very cooperatively. The golden cup body reflected light in the sun, and we could vaguely see unusual energy flowing in it.

In Natsume Takashi's view, it is not a big deal to tell this thing.

"Holy Grail, it's very popular in Saibo Street recently. In my words, I want to make youkai disappear."

"monster?"

He blinked his amber-like clear eyes, reflecting Mochizuki Chiyo's appearance like a lake, those golden eyes seemed to be the only light in the phantom.

"Big sister, do you believe in the existence of monsters?"

Mochizuki Chiyo thought about Ibaraki-douji ♀ and Shuten-douji ♀ who lived in Kari.

She paused, not only monsters, even the Lord of Great Rivers and Mountains lived with her.

I even played swimsuit Play, what are monsters!

Shuten-douji grilled skewers for me, and Ibaraki-douji poured wine for me—it was not a dream at all!

That is, the process may be relatively indescribable.

She smiled: "I believe, there are all kinds of wonders in this world, and it's normal to have monsters. Natsume-kun, has your wish come true?"

Mochizuki Chiyo thinks simply, they are all children, and there is nothing too complicated to hide, unlike Dazai Osamu, one Dazai Osamu is worth more than a thousand people, it is too convoluted.

When people get along with each other, they should be honest and honest like Natsume Takashi!

Natsume Takashi's eyes flashed a few gleams, it seemed a little inconceivable that she believed her, but his face was still usual flat: "No."

He added: "The Holy Grail told me that if you want to eliminate the monsters, you can just fight them one by one, so I have been assigning tasks recently, teaching me how to single out the little gangsters. Compared with the beginning, there are indeed many monsters. The effect. If my sister is curious, you might as well try it."

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

More or less a very grassy thing.

Fake and shoddy are fine, but also physical demons and demons.

Piracy, as expected of you.

Why are you aiming at the young ones!