A young girl dreams of a wild god

The root system of the cherry blossom tree was tightly clasped by the man's palm, and was torn and broken under the pressure of gravity.Then the light came in through the cracks in the roots of the tree, and fell on the girl's tightly closed eyelids viciously.

so dazzling...

Xuezhi turned her head subconsciously, using her sleeve to cover the sunlight reflected on her face.The cradle made of tree roots is a bit hard, but it is quite comfortable to nest in it.Being illuminated by the sun like this, Xuezhi felt that her eyelids were getting heavy.

"What, you're already sleepy in the early morning? Xuezhi."

Nakahara was holding Kusaku Yumeno with one hand, and dragging the root of the tree with the other hand, making it possible for people to guess what he just did to the root of the cherry tree.

"Zhongye, give me that kid." As he said, a small golden cube emerged from Lantang's fingertips

"Ah, that's fine." Nakahara Nakahara simply loosened his arm, and told the sleeping Yumeno Kusaku to fall into Lan Tang's [color painting collection]. "Don't read him, Lan Tang."

Lan Tang said in a cool tone: "Do I look like someone who can read other people's abilities casually?"

"Like." Zhong Yuan and Xue Zhi said in unison.

"...two bad boys."

Looking at the black-haired man who left lazily, the two 'bad kids' smiled at each other.Nakahara Zhong also raised his arm, motioning for the sleepy girl to throw herself directly into his arms.

Xuezhi put her arms around the shoulders of the red-haired man, and nestled into his arms.She gave a hutch, and said Aijiao: "Before the battle in the sky is over...I want to sleep for a while. Don't wake me up too early, Chuya."

"Well, go to sleep, I'm here."

In this world, there is nothing more reassuring than Chuya Nakahara's embrace.

So, the girl closed her eyes safely.

It was afternoon when I woke up, and the sun in the sky had shifted a lot earlier in the morning.Xuezhi lay curled up on the bed, listening blankly to the crying sound coming from outside the door.

...what happened?Does anyone eat a baby at home?

The girl jumped off the bed and pushed open the door with her bare feet.At the same time as the door was opened, louder cries came from the hall.A few words were interspersed between the crying and shouting, Xue Zhi lay at the door and listened for a long time, but no matter how she heard it was the word 'Dazai'.

"Why you...! Hiccup! I don't want...I don't want, I don't want! Dazai, disgusting!"

Brother, what the hell did you do to make a child make such a painful sound.

Moving to the corner of the second floor, Xuezhi leaned on the handrail and looked down.I saw a cube as tall as a person in the hall, and Yumeno Hisaku, who was brought back by Nakahara, was being locked in it.The half black and white hair was tossed and messed up, making the boy look even more miserable.

Osamu Dazai was squatting in front of the cube, his windbreaker hanging on the ground like a sand-colored flower.The man's fingertips were pinching a decorative flower spike originally inserted in the vase, and he used the flower spike to 'seduce' Yumeno Hisaku in front of him like teasing a cat.

Whenever Kusaku Yumeno's crying weakened a little, Osamu Dazai deliberately stepped forward to make the boy cry even more miserably.

What the hell is this plotting.

"Brother, you are..."

Hearing Yukie's voice, Osamu Dazai, who was squatting on the ground with his chin resting on his back, raised his head and looked at the girl who came down the stairs barefoot.He bent his eyes, smiled and shook the flower spike in his hand twice to her.

"Yeah, it looks like you've had enough sleep?"

"Not at all, thanks to you teasing the child, I was woken up."

"That's right, that's a pity." Osamu Dazai didn't reflect on himself at all.

Kusaku Yumeno, who was huddled in the corner of the cube, stopped crying. He lay on the wall near Yuki's side, listening to her voice.

"Is it you? The big sister was the one who coaxed me to sleep, right?" The boy raised his arms and looked at the snow-haired girl with bright eyes.

However, because the smile on his lips looked a little distorted, besides being cute, there was something permeating about this smile.

"Please, beautiful big sister! Kusaku still wants to see such a beautiful dream! Hug me!"

"What did you show him?" Dazai Osamu let out a disgusted sigh.

Xuezhi said confusedly: "Flower field and clear sky...and a little fox to play with."

I really didn't expect this kid to like that dream so much.

Osamu Dazai understood, and then said to Yumeno Hisaku: "This big sister is also Dazai, she is my younger sister."

Yumeno Hisaku choked up again, he hiccupped twice, and then burst into tears on the ground: "Go away, woo woo woo, I hate Dazai!! Kill you, I will definitely find a chance to kill you!"

"You see, Xue. This child is already a little lunatic, and he is not suitable for keeping by your side. Get rid of this idea as soon as possible."

"...I understand the truth. The question is, brother, why do you want to make people cry on purpose?"

My brain is about to explode from crying, don't you feel a headache from squatting so close?

Sighing, Xuezhi rolled up his sleeves, and drew in the air with his fingertips.Then, several handfuls of blue rice appeared out of thin air in the cube that shut Yumeno Hisaku.Smelling the faint fragrance of rice, the weeping boy shook a few times in a daze, then fell headfirst on the mat made of rice, and fell asleep sweetly.

Although mad and confused, his sleeping face is lovely.

"Is the battle on the white whale over, brother?"

Osamu Dazai threw away the flower spikes casually, stood up from the ground, and stretched his waist, "It's over, the white whale has fallen into the sea, and now the people from the Supernatural Secret Service Division are cleaning up the mess. Kyoka passed the entrance examination and lived smoothly Come down. Atsushi-kun and Akutagawa successfully defeated the leader of the group. Ah, by the way, Rantang-san has already gone to capture Fitzgerald."

After moving his shoulders twice, the smile on the corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth became a little weird: "How, are you ready to deal with the merchant?"

"Not at all." Xuezhi spread her hands, "After all, I'm still a 17-year-old child, so I don't understand the rules of dealing with adults."

Dazai Osamu: "Using willful acting like a baby as an excuse——"

Xuezhi: "—tell your own request."

The siblings shrugged their shoulders in unison.

"Wow, what a nasty kid."

"What are you talking about, my lord brother. You taught me this way at the beginning, but now you have turned your back on it."

"I don't know, I don't know these things at all! Eh? Wasn't I an innocent and cute boy like Hua before? How could I teach you those things!"

Alright, you are a boy like a flower—a boy who looks innocent and cute like a piranha.

When he was defeated and fell from the white whale, Fitzgerald thought he would die like this.

When falling from a high altitude, the speed at which humans fall is simply too fast.In front of the falling star, the gentle and all-embracing water will turn into a hard rocky ground.If the head fell into the water first, the brain would be broken, and if the body fell into the water first, it would only be a death method of broken internal organs.

But his love saved him. The wedding ring that accompanied him for many years and even left a ring mark on the man's finger paid for it when Fitzgerald didn't actively use the supernatural power.

The man fell into the water, and he floated feebly on the surface of the sea, and then was thrown away by the huge waves caused by the fall of the white whale.Like a dying old killer whale, he drifted with the current and finally ran aground on the seaside of Leibo Street.

In front of him were plastic packaging, waste rubber tires and other garbage. Fitzgerald looked at them blankly, feeling that his remaining value was actually no different from these things.

"I can't save Zelda, I'm just burnt ashes." The man said these words in his mother tongue, exhausted, "Since the white whale, you have been watching me... you What do you want? As you can see, I am no different from this ocean trash now."

The surroundings were quiet for a while, and then, a chuckle came from the empty air.

The black-haired French beauty with long seaweed-like hair came out from the invisible folding space with supernatural powers in hand.His golden green eyes drooped slightly, looking cold and arrogant.

"...You are." Even Fitzgerald, who was ashamed, was shocked when he saw this face. "I didn't expect you to be alive, Arthur Rimbaud, the transcendent of France. A rural place like Yokohama can actually keep you."

"Someone wants to see you." Lan Tang said in a voice with a faint smile. "But I think that you, who have lost everything and even broken your faith, are more suitable to be brought to her."

So he watched Fitzgerald lose and suffer as he lost his wedding ring.

"...bad transcendent."

"I am no longer the Arthur Rimbaud I used to be. Before I gave up my current life and returned to my homeland to avenge the betrayer, I was just Lan Tang."

"So that's it, Paul Verlaine... It seems that those people's guesses are correct, that lunatic."

Lan Tang had no desire to continue the chat, so he used the [color painting collection] to mark out a space and put Fitzgerald in it.

"Before meeting Xuezhi, we need to change his clothes." Lan Tang exhaled warm air into his palms, rubbed them, and stepped into the supernatural power space again.

Under the pressure of the 'picky' Frenchman, Fitzgerald was bathed and changed into decent clothes.He didn't care about his situation at all, and he didn't care much about what these people wanted from him.

Sitting on the sofa in the reception room, the blond man leaned on the back of the sofa, listening to the crackling firewood in the fireplace, and closed his eyes lazily.

The door opened.

Fitzgerald will open his eyes, look towards the door, and look dumbfounded at the person who walks in from the door.

"I didn't expect to know such a level of supernatural powers. The person who wants to trade with me is you, girl."

"...This guy!" Atsushi Nakajima, who took the initiative to be an escort out of worry, clenched his fists, wishing he could rush up and give him a paw.

"It's okay, Dun-jun. Be good, be good."

"Miss Xuezhi!"

Seeing that the white tiger who had been fighting with him before became a big cat, Fitzgerald asked the snow-haired girl, "What do you want from me?...Your name is Xuezhi."

In order to use the divine power conveniently, Xuezhi changed the equipment she was usually bound to - Crane Feather Clothes, and wore an ordinary dress, the white long skirt with flying edges made the girl look almost edgeless.

Sitting on the sofa opposite Fitzgerald, Xuezhi smiled and said, "My name is Zhongyuan Xuezhi."

"Hmph? So that's your husband...Gravity Messenger, Chuya Nakahara. Forget it, tell me what you want. However, if you can't come up with what I want now, I won't open my mouth. As you can see, I don't need money, girl."

"Well, I think so, so I didn't prepare any money from the beginning." Xuezhi imitated Mori Ogai, showing a slightly playful expression.

"Mr. Fitzgerald seems to have lost everything and declared bankruptcy completely, but as long as you think about it, the lost money will return to your hands sooner or later. ... So, I plan to find another way and make a bet with myself."

"What bet?"

Xuezhi didn't answer him immediately, but said to Atsushi Nakajima: "Mr. Atsushi, can you take the ... ah, the small candlestick over there, can you give it to me?"

"Is this?"

"Ah."

Atsushi Nakajima handed the small and exquisite candlestick to Xuezhi Zhongyuan.

When the candlestick fell into the girl's palm, the emerald green shoots suddenly violated the rules of nature, and began to take root and sprout on the expensive gold ornament.It grew rapidly, wrapped around the candlestick, and finally bloomed a large fiery red rose on the top of the candle.

This is not pure birth, but 'creation' out of thin air without plants and soil.

Fitzgerald's body leaned forward, his eyes widened in astonishment: "...you, are you the top supernatural being hidden in this country?"

"Supernatural beings...something different. Have you ever heard of Mr. Fitzgerald—theism of all things is common in this country. There may be gods on the stones on the ground, and there may be gods in the wind that blows. The world In all things, there are 800 million gods."

"Do you want to call yourself a god?"

"It's not what I want to say, it's the truth." Xuezhi opened her arms, condensing bright golden rice in her arms. The strong aroma that didn't seem to be in the world made Atsushi Nakajima, who had a sharp nose for the first time, a little dazed.

"People in the world call me by many different names, Goyatsu, Three Fox Gods, Cangdao Soul Life...and the most commonly used one is Inari Daimyojin."

Fitzgerald could see that she wasn't joking. He supported his forehead and let out a low laugh from his throat: "If you say you're hysterical, I'm afraid I can accept it better."

"Don't you believe it?"

"No, I can believe it. In this world, there are too many things that humans cannot give, but gods can pay. What do you want to know, what do you want? If you can give me what I want, yes, I Come to believe in you, girl!"

Xuezhi shook his head, "I don't need other people's beliefs, and what I want is something that Mr. Fitzgerald can afford. I just want to know who gave you the information and asked you to offer a reward to Dunjun. I don't have anything else I want. . . In exchange, I'll heal your wife, how about it?"

"...You checked my information."

"No, I know the world's number one detective, he saw this and told me about it." Xuezhi said, "However, the treatment method I mentioned is not the same as Mr. Fitzgerald's estimate. Same. Your wife suffers from a mental illness, and I am not a psychiatrist. So, I want to choose a different method to treat her."

"For example... let your daughter return to this world."

The glass in Fitzgerald's hand fell to the ground, and the glass water glass bounced on the thick carpeted floor, and then slowly rolled away.

"I'm really starting to believe that you're a god now."

"It's not too late. Your daughter did die in the crash, but children who died in accidents are more difficult to reincarnate than adults. They can't understand their own death, and they don't understand why they are in a completely strange place."

They will cry and cower, constantly looking for their parents.

"However, it is impossible for a dead person to be revived. My method is to retrieve her soul from the arms of death, and then let the child wake up again with the body of a fox as my subordinate."

"In other words, apart from the soul, the child's body is not our daughter."

"Yes, in addition to this, there may be some small, furry troubles... such as being able to turn into a little fox, and, can fox ears grow on the head?"

Fitzgerald was silent, his eyes pierced through the void, and he seemed to see his wife across thousands of mountains and rivers.

Zelda in memory is so beautiful, without the slightest haggardness caused by illness.She sat in the courtyard full of flowers, humming a cheerful little song.Their daughter, the girl with romantic long golden hair, emerged from the flowers, held flowers with a smile, and handed them to his wife.

【Mom, this is for you! 】

【Oh, what a beautiful flower...】

【Hey, I even prepared one for Dad!I want to join my mother and give these flowers to my hard-working dad! 】

【Well, of course you can...Look, Dad is back. 】

It's really... a scene that only exists in a dream.

"The person who gave me the news was the devil, Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky. He told me that there was a 'book' sealed in Yokohama, which had no words, but could achieve What is written on it. And the human tiger... Atsushi Nakajima, his supernatural ability has the ability to guide people to find books, and is an indispensable signpost."

Fitzgerald smiled, this smile was different from the decadent one a moment ago, from his smile, Xuezhi once again saw the arrogant appearance of the man.

"What a willful and coquettish girl, since my daughter will be resurrected as your family member, then of course I will develop a longer-term cooperation with you. Well, I will reluctantly accept my defeat and prepare for a comeback in the future After all, raising a wife and daughter requires a lot of property in order to give them a comfortable and free living environment."

"It's hard work starting from scratch."

"Nothing, that's all. I started out as a self-made poor man, after all."

"Really the great Mr. Fitzgerald."

Zhongyuan Xuezhi tilted his head and laughed softly.She made the rice in her arms melt into a puddle of golden rice milk.They slowly condensed and turned into the appearance of a young fox.The little fox was white all over, except for the golden hair on the tips of the ears and the tip of the tail.

"Ha chirp!"

The little milk fox sneezed, with its belly up, and slept like a fox cake in the girl's arms—like the child in Fitzgerald's memory, she was never a lady when she slept, no People stare at it and fall asleep until their white belly is exposed.

His and Zelda's only, lovely, endearing daughter.

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Then, when her husband made a comeback and returned home with his daughter who was "studying abroad", Zelda inexplicably discovered that her husband, who used to auction jewelry without even blinking his eyes, suddenly became keen on buying two and getting one free.

Probably... a good thing, right? ?

…感谢在2021-02-0418:19:51~2021-02-0518:17:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: I am so sleepy 99 bottles; cuttlefish 20 bottles; midnight is like a song, color search 10 bottles; 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!