Why is Miyashiki-sama like that?

After that, Zhenxiang lived in Yokohama for a long time, and spent the Chinese New Year in Yokohama.

On the one hand, she feels that she already has feelings for Yokohama, and living in Yokohama is comfortable.On the other hand, she won't encounter ghosts in Yokohama, which avoids the possibility of her harming ghosts again.

There are crows flying in and out every day, and Zhenxiang drinks milk to remotely control the operation of the entire ghost killing team.After a whole year of training, I have become proficient in doing this and can do it with ease.

When she felt that there might be Twelve Ghost Moons in a certain place, she would cleverly transfer all the nearby swordsmen to protect Twelve Ghost Moons in a very roundabout way.

When she finds out that a certain swordsman is about to kill 50 ghosts and will soon be able to fill the No. 9 pillar that the Ghost Slayer Team has been missing, she will find a way to hinder it and ensure that no one becomes the ninth pillar.

The methods she adopts are very diverse, sometimes even unconstrained, and the system is amazing every time, and I think it is very good.

For example, a swordsman who killed 40 ghosts suddenly discovered the talent of a swordsman, and then persuaded him to send him to the village of a swordsman for further study.

Another example is arranging a chance encounter between a single swordsman who killed 43 ghosts and an unmarried woman, which successfully made the swordsman infatuated, and gave birth to the wish to form a warm family and no longer go through life and death every day.Then, when the swordsman was most shaken, he sent a letter in the name of the lord, persuading him to leave the team.

[System, do you know why I can handle them accurately?It relies on massive intelligence and superb analysis capabilities! ] Zhenxiang is very complacent, [First of all, we must have a comprehensive understanding of the goal, whether it is personality, hobbies or daily life, every detail must be mastered, and then complex deduction and calculation of information must be carried out to establish a data model in the mind ...]

Zhenxiang talked a lot triumphantly, but the system basically didn't understand it, anyway, calling "666" was over.

During the Chinese New Year, Zhenxiang received the manuscript from Sakunosuke, and there was a speechless message on the first page: "Osamu Dazai is the first reader of this book! He is also the first fan~~~" Behind it Then he drew a horrible graffiti that made people feel chills all over his body.

Zhenxiang thought carefully about whether she should cut this page, and then read it later.

The manuscript is not too thick, and the content is divided into two parts. The upper part tells the life and death of swordsmen from the perspective of swordsmen who kill ghosts, and the lower part tells the life and death of ghosts from the perspective of ghosts.

The two parts together are an epic history of entanglement between humans and ghosts, which echo and complement each other.

Sakunosuke's writing is not biased towards one side, neither criticizes anyone nor praises anyone, and even the number of words written about ghosts and people is divided equally, which shows its fairness.

Generally speaking, the words of justice are cold, but the words that can be helpful have a kind of warmth that makes people feel that everything happened somewhere. Full of details, it is extremely real and vivid.

Zhenxiang finished the manuscript with the system, and the system burst into tears halfway through. Usually, it doesn't see how it sympathizes with people or ghosts, but when it reads the story, it is deeply invested.

[Zhenxiang, woo woo woo, it's too cruel, people and ghosts are too cruel!Why is everyone so miserable? Woohoo. ]

[System, people and ghosts are in such a miserable situation, it is because Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou has been creating ghosts in order to find the blue flower of the other side.Moreover, what Sakunosuke wrote is obviously based on things we know, and the degree of abuse is just the same as what we have experienced, and there is no further abuse. ]

[ah!Zhenxiang!It's because you say such cruel words every time that I feel even more cruel! ]

[Eh...did I say something cruel? ]

Zhenxiang looked at the sky, and seriously reflected on what she just said.

Isn't it just an ordinary description of facts?Can it be called cold just to describe the facts?

With some unconvinced thoughts, she took the manuscript and made an appointment with Zhongya to the "Whirlpool" coffee shop.

Now it is getting harder and harder to see Zhongye. The last time he made an appointment was more than ten days ago. Don't see any problem with this.

"Mr. Sen told me at the beginning that I would be busy for several months, and the work arranged by Mr. Sen was within my ability. I feel that I have learned a lot."

Since Chuya himself agrees, Zhenxiang can only agree.Every time I make a successful appointment, I feel like I have won the lottery.

"This was written by a friend of mine." Zhenxiang said and pushed the manuscript to Zhongye. "If all goes well, it will be serialized in a magazine in the next year, and it will be published simultaneously. Zhongye can help to give comments?"

"I don't know much about literature, so I probably can't offer any decent opinions. Besides, aren't literary editors usually doing this?"

"Yes, but there are not enough editors recently, so if you want to trouble me, I will help you out. It doesn't matter if you can't comment, just say a few words from the reader's point of view."

So Zhong also took off his gloves, washed his hands carefully and dried them, and then took the manuscript and read it carefully.

When he saw the first page, he frowned slightly: "Osamu Dazai... who is this? Why do you scribble on other people's manuscripts?"

"It's okay to leave him alone, he and the author of the book are friends."

Although she said so, Zhenxiang was echoing loudly in her heart: "Zhong also said it well! The black mud spirit is very annoying!"

"Even a good friend shouldn't be like this..." Zhong also muttered, turning the page and reading later.

While Zhong Ye was reading quietly, Zhen Xiang propped her head bored and looked around the coffee shop, seeing the counter from the clean glass windows, and the floor tiles from the light bulb above her head.

A three-coloured cat squeezed in from the door with ease, looked around and met Zhenxiang's eyes, then wagged its tail and jumped onto the counter.

The owner of the cafe habitually took out a handful of dried fish and fed it to Sanhuamao.

"Boss, is this your cat?" Zhenxiang leaned over and asked.

"Well, it often wanders to my place, so after a long time, I specially put some small dried fish in the store to entertain it."

"Generally speaking, cats who do this are scum cats who eat a lot of food. They don't belong to a certain human being at all. Boss, don't be deceived by it."

The Sanhuamao seemed to understand human speech, raised its face and gave Zhenxiang a look, and then "meowed" twice, lowered its head and ate all the dried fish, turned around and walked away.

Zhenxiang watched the three-flowered cat squeeze out the door familiarly, turned her head and complained to the boss: "Look, I'll call it a scumbag."

The boss laughed: "That's okay, it often comes to my store as a guest, which means it likes my place very much."

Just as she was talking, Zhenxiang saw a serious man leading a squint-eyed young man wearing glasses into the elevator.

"they are?"

The boss introduced: "It's Mr. Fukuzawa and Mr. Edogawa. They have taken a fancy to the fourth floor of this building and are planning to open a detective agency."

"A detective agency, interesting."

Zhenxiang and Zhong also greeted each other and asked him to read the text slowly while he took the elevator up to the fourth floor.

The fourth floor is still very empty and has not yet been renovated. As soon as Zhenxiang went up, she saw a young man with squinting eyes tugging on the sleeve of a serious man, and said while pulling: "Look, look, I said we don't need to go down, The behind-the-scenes boss of Wisteria Literature will come up to us by himself."

This action and this tone... seem to be coquettish?

The serious man said hello to Zhenxiang: "I am Yukichi Fukuzawa. I will be renovating this place in the near future. It may affect the normal business of Wisteria Literature downstairs. I am very sorry."

"It's okay, I will give the employees a holiday if it affects you, and the sound insulation of this building is quite good." Zhenxiang said, "Nice to meet you, I am Mabuyashiki Zhenxiang."

The serious man patted the squinting-eyed young man and signaled him to introduce himself too.The young man suddenly showed a very troublesome expression: "Me? I am Edogawa Ranpo, who will soon become the No.1 detective in the world, and I can solve any mystery!"

"Excellent, are both detectives?"

"No, I'm the president of a detective agency, and I don't have the ability to solve crimes." The serious man said.

They stood on both sides and chatted for a while, and after getting a basic understanding of each other, Zhenxiang took the elevator downstairs contentedly.

Edogawa took off his glasses at random, put them away with great care, and began bouncing around to inspect the territory.

Fukuzawa Yukichi asked, "Ranpo, is Ms. Miyashiki the one Natsume-sensei mentioned?"

Luanbu nodded: "Yes, that's the one I can't say no matter what I see."

"I didn't expect such a young and delicate lady." Fukuzawa Yukichi sighed.

Young Miss Delicate?what.Random steps to think.It feels so disgusting to not be able to talk at all.

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After Chuya finished reading the manuscript, he let out a long breath: "Is this the daily life of the Demon Slayer Squad?"

"Yeah, how do you feel?" Zhenxiang asked.

"It feels very hard... Zhenxiang, you are a very good leader."

"Why did you suddenly praise me? Didn't you ask how you feel about this book?" Zhenxiang laughed.

Zhong also said seriously: "This is how I feel. Although I didn't personally participate in it, but how cruel and difficult the battle between humans and ghosts is, I can understand a thing or two just by reading this book. I am just a "sheep." "The leader already felt that it was not easy, but you have to face so many—"

"Ah, ok, ok! It's ok!" Zhenxiang waved her hands again and again, "If this happens from now on, Zhong, please shut up."

"...Why?" Chuu also felt a little frustrated when he was treated so evasively when it was clearly a compliment.

Zhenxiang covered her face, and muttered: "Because I'm not as good as you think... It's okay for others to praise you like that, and you will feel very ashamed to be praised like this."

"Shame?" Zhong also raised his eyebrows.

Zhenxiang feels that there is no way to explain this matter, and she shouldn't let Zhongye read the manuscript.I thought it would stimulate Chuya's creative inspiration, and then Chuya would also write books or poems when he was interested, so as to enrich the library of wisteria literature.The result was just a burst of embarrassment.

"In short, don't worry about those details! I will leave Yokohama for a while, because it will be the semi-annual meeting day again, and I must pay attention to safety when I am away."

"Understood, you too." Zhong Ye kindly let go of the previous topic following Zhen Xiang's wishes, "Please be careful, Zhen Xiang."