Luo Shengmeng has no feelings today

This is really bad situation.

The body with a persistent high fever blurred his consciousness, and even his ability to think was blocked.

Wearing a light gray kimono with long black feathers draped over his shoulders, Ryunosuke Akutagawa stood there blankly for a long while, barefoot, feeling the sudden drop in temperature around him, before reacting slowly, covering his mouth weakly He coughed several times.

He seemed... to have crossed the world again.

It’s just that it’s different from the previous time travel without warning. This time, Akutagawa Ryunosuke clearly saw the changes in time and space in the four weeks before the time travel. Unfortunately, because of the high fever, he couldn’t think about the reason for the change because of his unconsciousness. .

And, compared to this——

Akutagawa Ryunosuke staggered forward, walking along this alley, even though he couldn't figure out the direction at all in his current situation.

This world... Which world is it?

What time is it?Which country is he in now?

His heart was beating violently, and with an unknown faint hope, Akutagawa Ryunosuke tightly grasped the haori on his shoulder with one hand, and his pace quickened a bit.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

He coughed lowly, forcing his heavy body forward.

It seemed that he had turned into a dead corner, and several blurred figures appeared in front of him.

There were five people, four of whom surrounded a woman.

The woman is a typical European woman with profound facial features. She is very beautiful, but at this time, her mouth was covered and her hands were held down. Her blouse was torn and she kept crying.

Seemingly hearing someone walking in, her beautiful eyes instantly lit up with hope, and a whimper sounded from her throat, trying hard to ask for help.

What happened was simply obvious.

As an uninvited guest who disturbed their "good things", Akutagawa Ryunosuke was of course hostile.

"Hey! Who are you!?" A man stared over vigilantly.

"What a strange dress..." Another man glanced at the slender Akutagawa, sneered mockingly, took out a gun and gestured, and cursed in fluent Italian, "Did you see this? Brat, If you don't want to die, just keep your mouth shut, and then get out!" He also added a lot of vulgar words.

"..."

It's Italian.

At this time, Ryunosuke Akutagawa's attention was completely focused on this point, his eyes lit up, and he looked around with vigor, and the surrounding buildings with unique styles were also familiar for a long time.

"What year is this year? Which city is this...?"

Akutagawa with a slightly sandy voice asked in the same fluent Italian.

"what?"

The other side laughed in astonishment: "Are you sleepy?"

"No, it's better to say that this guy is weird from the beginning to the end."

"Speaking of it, he seems to be of Asian descent."

The men's conversations in a few words did not attract Akutagawa's attention, and he just asked a question repeatedly: "What year is this year?"

"What year is it?"

He didn't know that the man on the opposite side, with his strange dress, good-looking face, and confusing questions, had already regarded him as a commodity that was trafficked from Asia by gangsters but luckily escaped.

This is Italy in a different world in 1997, Naples.

A bad era where crime rates are high, police and officials are corrupt, guns are almost everywhere, drug use is common, human trafficking is not uncommon, whores and whores, thieves and liars, gangsters and rascals... fill the city , can not be taken lightly for a moment, even if someone dies on the street from time to time, it will not attract too much attention.

All of Italy is ruled by a gang called [The Passion].

However, Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't know about it.

He was still holding on to a faint hope, trying to confirm something with the little vague consciousness left.

"1997! It's 1997!" The woman who was pressed to the ground seemed to seize the opportunity and broke free from the state of covering her mouth. She cried and begged in despair: "I can answer whatever you want, please. You, sir, please help me—"

Snapped!

A man slapped her hard across the face, "Shut up, bitch."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke moved, and his attention finally returned to the innocent woman.

Obviously in the land of Italy, but there is no gentleman at all, wantonly bullying innocent women——

The dull consciousness slowly remembered Mr. R's teachings. Although he was a first-class killer, he was extraordinarily gentlemanly and polite when dealing with ordinary people, especially women, outside of missions. Such etiquette was subtly passed on to Akutagawa Ryunosuke .

Italian men are notoriously romantic, and there are even rumors about making girls cry but men are negligent, but obviously, not everyone thinks so, and the truth is not always the case, after all, romance is never Will equate with gentlemen, and occasionally hook up with liars and gangsters.

However, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who grew up under the tutelage of a qualified and special Italian gentleman, naturally felt disgusted with the men in front of him.

But it would definitely not allow him to take the initiative to save an ordinary person regardless of his own safety.After all, no matter how you say it, Akutagawa Ryunosuke was born in a slum.

Except for his companions and people he cares about, he will never put his kindness on a stranger.

Like a wild dog, the concept of the weak and the strong is engraved in the bone marrow.

He can easily pull a child who is about to be hit by a car.

The same goes for ignoring civilians in distress who are being held at gunpoint.

The former is an act of kindness that basically doesn't get you into any trouble.

The latter may be hated instead.

What's more, in a society where danger and evil coexist, the probability of the latter appearing is too high, so even if he doesn't like it, he has no interest in participating.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke never thought of himself as a good person.

However - there is one exception.

That is, he needs to leave one alive among the people in front of him to obtain information.And between dirty and despicable men and innocent women, of course he would choose the latter without hesitation.

So, after hearing the woman's promise, Akutagawa Ryunosuke took a step forward.

The black feathers draped over the shoulders also slightly showed signs before the power was activated.

"You meddlesome guy!" The man with the gun showed a malicious smile after warning to no avail, and pulled the trigger directly at the slender boy.

boom!

Zheng——

Without Akutagawa Ryunosuke's control, the space in front of him automatically had waves like ripples on the water surface, and the bullet was stopped in the air by the autonomous Rashomon.

The complacent face of the guy who shot the gun suddenly froze, staying in a distorted and frightened arc.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

The gun fired several rounds one after another, and everyone was frightened and shot at him at a loss, but the dozens of bullets were all caught in the air and fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

"Monster! Demon!"

Frightened, several men fell to the ground, with a blind spot behind them. They originally wanted to trap the woman they captured, but they never expected to trap themselves instead.

There is nowhere to escape.

"do not come!"

A man suddenly thought of something, and directly put the gun on the woman's head, "Otherwise I will kill this woman—"

Before he could finish speaking, the pitch-black cloth blade that cut iron like mud leaped over, cutting off all the guns and falling to the ground.

The woman quickly took the opportunity to crawl to the corner, hugged herself tightly, curled up tremblingly, and watched the demon descend in horror.

The thinly dressed, seemingly unhealthy, exceptionally slender boy stood there quietly, his skin was pale and somewhat transparent, the black feathers on his body were almost completely turned into cloth blades, and the ominous dark red was entwined On top of that, while cutting off the guns, the four men were simply tied up, and then lifted into the sky.

Click.

The men's necks were twisted 180 degrees, and they died on the spot. They were all thrown to the ground without hesitation. Their slightly protruding eyeballs were still full of fear, and they looked like they were dying.

It's just a matter of seconds, and it's as easy as if it's just a matter of lifting a finger.

The cloth blade returned, turning back into the plain black feather on Akutagawa's shoulders.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

The body temperature seemed to be higher, and the lungs were burning hot, even Ryunosuke Akutagawa felt bad.

Originally, the surrounding temperature was much lower than that in Japan. It is probably winter in this different world. Even though Italy has a relatively warm Mediterranean climate, the temperature in winter is around 10°C. Standing in such a ghostly place with bare feet, Ryunosuke Akutagawa's current physical condition can bear the high fever.

[You have to find a safe place. ]

This time, if he fell ill and passed out in a dangerous alley, he would not protect himself like when he was a child, with Yin beside him risking his life.

[But before that——]

Akutagawa Ryunosuke walked up to the shivering woman and squatted down, and asked amidst the other party's panicked begging for mercy:

"Where is this place? Is it Italy?"

"Yes, yes, this is Italy, Naples."

In 1997, Naples, Italy.

If you are in the same world as Mr. R, it is time to meet again.

The heart of Akutagawa Ryunosuke's chest beat loudly, again and again.

But soon, a basin of cold water wiped out his faint hope.

He asked about the names of several mafia families whose stronghold was in Naples, Italy, but the woman looked blank. In Akutagawa's impression, the reputation among the common people should be very loud), but what she said next completely shattered the remaining hope of Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

"Sorry, I haven't heard of it, if you want to ask about gangsters... the most powerful gangster in Italy is [Passionate]."

"Liar..." The largest mafia in Italy should be Vengley.

"I, I didn't!" The woman hurriedly explained, "It's true, it's the same if you ask anyone about this kind of thing!"

It seems that no matter which world, the Italian mafia is a world-famous existence.

And in this era, gangsters [enthusiasm] are almost unknown to everyone in Italy.

Nine out of ten gang-like members you see on the road are from [Enthusiasm].

Even if you ask the owner of an ordinary restaurant, they can tell you something about [Enthusiasm]. After all, they have to pay protection fees every month, and they may even greet people from that organization on weekdays.The reputation of this gang has been so prominent that even if the crime rate in Italy is rising frequently, there will not be a thief or gangster who has no eyesight, and will target the [passionate] members, even if they are just ordinary low-level members.

Not lying.

Looking at the woman's expression, Akutagawa easily recognized the authenticity.

So the answer is obvious, this is not Mr. R's world.

He was silent for a while, then stood up unsteadily for a while.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke touched the haori on his body, and then glanced at the man's body on the ground. He walked over and took off a windbreaker with the most fabric and the largest one. There was still an unpleasant smell of smoke and The smell of not washing for several days, but Akutagawa didn't care at all, he cared more about the amount of fabric than the smell.

He took off his own haori and put on the windbreaker. It was really a big windbreaker. He wore it on Akutagawa, and even the fingertips could be completely covered. Inside, guessing the thickness, you can probably get some funds.

The drowsy young man was about to leave with heavy steps, but suddenly paused for a while.

He looked at the woman who was still curled up in a corner and shivering. The clothes on her upper body could no longer be called clothes.

After hesitating for a while, Akutagawa let out a breath, took off another coat from a male corpse, and handed it to the woman together with his haori.

"...Clothes, take them. If you don't want the clothes of the dead, then wear this haori...I just washed it not long ago. It's clean. Although it's a little thin, you should be able to go home soon. ?”

The woman held the two pieces of clothing blankly.

And after the boy handed her the clothes, he turned and left without any hesitation, without giving her a look.

Bare feet, red from being frozen in the cold, accompanied by a faint coughing sound.

The woman looked down at the two pieces of clothing in her hands, and picked up the thin black feather weave by mistake.

Obviously it was something that just frightened her.

But now, she puts on the haori and puts on the collar.

She smelled the fresh and pleasant fragrance on the haori, and suddenly felt relieved.

……

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's body temperature is too high, but because he has no status in this world, if he wants to find a doctor, he may have to go to an underground doctor.

The only problem is that his current physical and mental condition can no longer support him to find an underground clinic in a strange world. He even starts to stagger when he walks, and he may fall unconscious in a second.

——I have to find a place where I can temporarily avoid the limelight and sleep.

Thinking of this, Akutagawa Ryunosuke found a dilapidated, moldy, but big enough wooden box with a lid.It seems to be the unique talent of a child from the slums, and he is always extraordinarily lucky to find these things.

"Rashomon... please."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke got into the wooden box and closed the lid. He curled up and buried himself in the musty smell of the wooden box, which was too wide to cover his whole body. In a windbreaker with an unpleasant smell.His hands and feet were as cold as ice, but his body temperature was abnormally hot. He was exhausted.

The confused Akutagawa entrusted his safety to his most trusted half body, Rashomon came out worried and rubbed the other side's face.

However, its pale complexion and the little owner with an abnormal blush on his face lost consciousness after getting into the box, breathing shallowly and quickly, and had no strength to respond to it.

Rashomon also lay down next to Akutagawa in a dejected state. While he was worried about his little master's condition, he was vigilant around the surroundings like a beast guarding his cubs.