Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

The man who appeared there quietly was wearing a gray cloak.The hood slid down on his shoulders, revealing his upright face, and the bundled hair was a silver-gray color that absorbed the vastness of the soul.The evening wind blew across the river bank, and in the gap where the cloak was raised, the dark gray military uniform shone with the glimmer of medals.

The tall man stood there tall and straight, and even the sound of the wind flute turned into a lament on the battlefield.The warm light of the setting sun could not get close to the empty silver gray he rendered, and the low grass on the embankment fell to one side as if surrendering.

He didn't make any movements, just quietly watching the girl holding flowers, his eyes were like a barren wilderness.But Gancha's brain went blank.

Just like when the ability was first awakened six years ago, the ability activated itself in a stressful manner.There is a voice in my heart hovering.

--Danger!

- Run away!

Cold fingertips.The child holding the shard of the mirror, hiding in the bathroom in fear, was crying again—it was her past self.The wound was soothed gently, and the child who had begun to laugh, trembled and cried again because of the fear of death that he felt for the second time in his life.

The sharp alarm almost broke through the brain and reached the sky.

There is no mirror in front of me.She didn't see her last, short time in the mirror as she did then.But that man's cold gaze was a ghost's glance towards the human world, and a person with such gaze would not take anyone's life seriously.

That's not cruelty or bloodthirsty.Instead, she abandoned all hope, and only looked at a certain place in the distance with her emptiness. In order to get there, everything could be destroyed—and she seemed to be just in the way.

The cold and sharp rationality in her mind was saying, isn't it obvious what she is blocking?Isn't the answer to the question she was looking for, why the shopkeeper, the children, and Sakunosuke Oda died, already clear?

It's all because of this person in front of me.

At this moment tomorrow, he will die with Oda Sakunosuke.Everything he did was to put Oda on the stage of duel.

It was death he was after.And she, who is trying to prevent the tragedy, will of course become an obstacle that he must overcome.

But everything is still in the fog.Why did you pursue death, why did you choose Oda, why did you know of her existence——

But this is something that needs to be considered only after survival.

Words cannot move him.It is wishful thinking to fight such a person.Is it possible for her to escape from this man?What is his weapon?What is there around her to take advantage of?

All thinking happens in a split second.In the real space, the girl just tightened her arms holding the flowers, pursed her lips, and looked at the man not far away.

Gide watched the relaxed smile disappear on the girl's childish face as if it had been wiped away.The resistance contained in those eyes was considered excellent to her, but to him, it was as weak as a reed swaying in the wind, unbreakable.

His eyes moved down slightly, and with a deep voice that seemed to come from decades away, he whispered nostalgicly and sadly: "...Vertiflorus iris. It's been a long time...the flower of the motherland."

He walked towards the girl with the firm steps of a soldier.Even so, there was no sound of footsteps.

"If you want, I will give it to you!"

Gancha threw the bouquet at him vigorously.Then he turned around and ran towards the river, stepping on the embankment with swaying green grass.

Gide was slightly surprised that he effortlessly blocked the bouquet of flowers that was trying to block his sight.

At this distance, with your back to the enemy...?Should it be said that he is an inexperienced child?The escape route is still a straight line—how immature this is.

He pulled out his gray pistol, aimed at the girl's leg and pulled the trigger.

An unbelievable scene appeared in front of him——

As if anticipating the trajectory of the bullet, the girl slightly deflected her direction after the gunshot, narrowly dodging the attack from behind.

How can this be?

Gide looked at her in surprise.This girl—does this girl have abilities similar to theirs?

nothing is impossible.But it's not that convenient.

Everything relies on powers and calculations.

The opponent's weapon is a pistol|gun.Shooting at the current distance, the bullet will definitely penetrate the body and hit the ground, spreading to the green grass growing on the land.

The moment Gide decided to shoot, the countless tiny rivers of white light in her eyes would change.Connecting the damaged plant with Gide's location, and then considering the resistance of the bullet after entering the body to correct the analysis, it is clear at a glance where the bullet will attack.

The only difficulty is that she can change her movements in time while running away, and her physical strength can't last long.Moreover, the other party is not someone who can be dismissed so easily——

She narrowly dodged two more bullets.One was aimed at the flank, and the other was aimed at the head—the latter one was especially dangerous, because the bullet could fly a long way after smashing the skull, almost beyond her line of sight.If she hadn't noticed the human figure that was about to press out on the grass in front of her, she might not be able to escape.

A muffled laugh came from behind.The man seemed to be happy about something, and whispered something she didn't hear clearly, and Gan Cha's hair stood on end for a moment.

——Is there really no problem with her judgment?At this time, he laughed, is he really a hopeless person who pursues self-destruction, not a pervert who likes to torture his prey?

But she was finally close enough to the river.Gancha jumped to the river surface stained with the brilliance of the sunset without hesitation!

However, at this moment a strong hand held her waist.The girl's breathing was stagnant - it was unclear whether it was because of the steel-like force that almost made fingerprints, or because of the horror of finally facing the murderer.She was pulled back, and was even forcibly taken around half a circle.

A slender, cold gun barrel rests on his forehead.

——At the same time, a small silver-white pistol also arrived at Gide's heart.

The straight-faced enemy narrowed his gray eyes, bent slightly, and carefully studied the girl's expression.

She was panting rapidly due to the strenuous exercise, but her hand holding the gun was extremely steady.

"let me go!"

The petite girl raised her head, her face was pale, and there seemed to be flames burning in her eyes: "You don't want to die by my hands, do you?"

"..."

The other party looked at her from a very close distance.Then--

"Hahaha."

He smiled.

"You are very good."

He praised, even with a little connivance in his tone: "I have been looking forward to hearing such words for a long time, but unfortunately I have never had the opportunity."

"If it was just me, maybe I would gratefully ask you to pull the trigger. After all, you have such a fate-like ability. But now you can't let you do it. My subordinates and I have found a way to wait for me. The man whose soul has been freed from original sin—though he—has no present intention of stepping into battle."

His voice tightened for a moment, but then calmed down again.

"And I've heard—you seem to be connected to him."

"The news about foreign soldiers in Yokohama is quite well-informed." The girl said sarcastically, "Maybe I should write to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to complain about the tax-wasting Ability Secret Service. By now, you probably don't mind telling me Tell me about your source of information?"

"It's unbelievable for a child who hasn't shed a single tear to say such frustrating words." The corners of the silver-gray-haired man's lips moved, as if showing a smile. Looking for news?"

The girl whose intentions were exposed looked back at him without the slightest wavering: "I disappoint you, my eyes are not used for that kind of thing."

"At least tell me, what is the reason you came to me?"

The girl stared at her own small reflection in those gray eyes, and above that, ever-changing—her life.

"...I'll answer you."

After a moment of silence, the man said in a deep voice: "The only thing the ghosts wandering in the world ask for is death, but our destined enemies and saviors are unwilling to fulfill our wishes. If there is any way to make our wishes come true. If he steps on the battlefield, it will only make him be deprived of something important like us..."

It was extremely quiet all around.Even the sound of the water seemed to have stopped, only his voice, which was as barren as his heart, floated fragmentedly in the air.

Gancha felt the huge absurdity for a moment.

These were all things she had thought of before, she thought that she would be extremely angry because of their behavior of belittling life, but when she heard these words, sad and empty emotions rushed overwhelmingly from her heart to her whole body.

Why?Why did a hero with outstanding military exploits become what he is today?

What she didn't understand even more was why they would regard her as something so-called important that could influence that person.

Something must have gone wrong, she thought.Even if he told him the truth, he would not let her go.But if you don't do anything, maybe she will die in the next second, or she will be taken away as bait.And he and his men would soon find out that she didn't serve that purpose.It is impossible to attract the Oda Sakunosuke they expected, it will only be——

A chill ran down his spine.It only takes a split second to make up her mind to pull the trigger, and she seems to have died first.

Never think about it.The person in front of him has the ability to predict the future. I don't know how long it can be in advance, but a delay of a millisecond may lead to failure.She is so close to him, the position of the muzzle of the gun is just right, as long as he strikes immediately, he can't dodge it, at most, at most, she also—

Gide's ability automatically reads the future.That was the scene that didn't happen when the girl pressed the gun against his heart—the silver-white gun muzzle shot out bullets, leaving scorched marks on the skin and piercing through the heart.Blood spurted out.

He expected this and dodged immediately, but the girl seemed to see the future where he would not be hit, and fired in the direction where he dodged—of course he dodged.

And the two shots he aimed at Gancha's eyebrows and heart, before the bullets were fired, appeared in Gancha's eyes and in the twisted and changing river on the gun body.She bent down in embarrassment, and then avoided to the right, narrowly dodging two consecutive bullets.

But in the real world, none of them moved.The girl's index finger has not been used yet, but the tall man is still standing in front of her.

As a result of the collision of different abilities of the same type, the abilities of both of them lost control in an unpredictable direction.

An endless picture of the future appeared in Gide's mind.The countless rivers of life in Gancha's vision fluctuate, flowing in different directions every moment.Then the rest of the water waves in the world in her eyes faded away, only a silver river of light connected to the color film-like picture, flooding them with surging waves.

That is - the life of a man named Andre Gide so far.

She saw 32 years passing by in a hurry.The boy who was reading by the stream had short silver-gray hair shining with lively light.The young people walking through the flames of war wear blood and tears of sacrifice and tragic glory.

And the brilliant story finally turned into shattered stars, and the fingertips that reached out to hold only touched the hazy mist over the alleys of Paris in the early morning.

The clouds dissipated and passed.The hero who protected the country and his compatriots never returned home as a soldier, and his homeland no longer knew him.

Gide and his men put on the enemy's military uniform, picked up the enemy's guns, and turned into gray ghosts hovering over the battlefield.

People must have some reason to live, only in this way will there be a difference between life and death.Even as small as she wants to stop all the tragedies she sees.But the meaning of their existence no longer exists, and the world is just a huge cemetery for them.

Gancha, who realized this, trembled.She felt something wet slipping down her face.

Gide saw it all in his future predictions.

The man who lost the hero's brilliance in his wanderings showed a sincere smile: "It doesn't feel bad to be able to go back to those places again."

He looked helplessly at the weeping girl, as if he was still the gentle lover he once was, and said in a low voice, "Don't cry. It's better to make you angry than to do this."

"I'm so angry—!"

The girl stared at him fiercely with purple eyes that were more transparent from tears: "Because you are after death, you are going to deprive others of their lives—how can such a ridiculous thing happen!"

"Don't be silly." Gide said calmly, "You already understand us. Since this is the case, you should also understand that it is impossible to seek respect for life from us, because we don't have that kind of thing for ourselves. "

Gancha is dumb.

And she is also very clear that this world is full of absurd things.Life is not so gentle with people, there are as many sad stories in the world as there are stars in the sky.

"...Haven't you guys thought about it?"

In this still space, Gide saw her asking him: "There are still good things in this world. Find a new goal and change the way you live instead of pursuing death. Is this really not possible?"

"...that's impossible."

And she also saw Gide's slightly sad smile in the predicted picture.He replied, "I swore to my comrades that I would die as a soldier, and it is impossible to take another path."

"The enemy you chose was once a killer. But you also know that he has given up killing people now." Gan Cha said.

At this moment of talking with her soul, she struggled to hide her emotions, and continued: "A person I know used to be engaged in assassination work. But now his sword is only used to kill injustice. Change life way, it's not impossible."

"Is there anyone else like that?...I really want to meet him."

Gide let out a soft sigh.

"You're right. If it had been earlier... maybe it could have been done. Like Oda Sakunosuke, or the person you mentioned. But it's too late now.——And my subordinates are also there Looking forward to death with all my heart.”

Gan Cha opened his mouth.She wanted to say that if he changed his mind, perhaps, no, surely his men could do the same.It wasn't too late either—but then she thought they were fighting the Mafia, and thought of someone unknown who had given them wrong information.

Behind all this there seems to be a hand playing with everyone.Regardless of whether it was voluntary or not, Mimic led by Gide has been deeply mired in struggle.

Just as her thoughts were racing, she saw Gide speak again.

"It's almost the end."

"I am very grateful to you. Whether you understand us or tell me these things - when you walked over with flowers, it reminded me of the scene of the triumphant victory before. Although the way you presented flowers... was a bit rough." He A short laugh.

The blue-purple irises thrown by Gancha are lying intact and quietly on the grass beside them, as if mourning the sinking sunset.

"The person you mentioned is your real protector?" He asked with a smile.

Gan Cha suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"I didn't believe that photo at first either."

He said: "But now it seems that even if the information is wrong, it is worth taking the trip-although it may not be the case for you."

"Regardless of why you're involved in this, there's nothing you can do now. Maybe you'll hit me first—but let me say sorry first."

"I'm so sorry, little girl."

There was a certain sincerity in his words: "Confess to you again in eternal peace."

The frozen real world began to flow again.

The two pulled the trigger at the same time.

——However, none of them were able to shoot in the future.

Anticipating the attack from the air, Gide immediately retreated.And Gancha stopped moving because he saw the river of life suddenly cut off by the other party.

Immediately afterwards, a red and black light descended from the sky.