As a background board, I want to pursue Dazai

The scenery recedes from the right side of the cheek, stretched long by the sun, and becomes a blurred light band, with trees on both sides, squinting your eyes, you can only see green and golden spots mixed with each other and rushing to the back of your head.Occasional slight bumps on the bus woke me up from the light-like shadow.

I sat in the innermost seat and fell asleep. The reason was that the air conditioner in the car was full of air-conditioning. I was so cold that I wanted to shiver, but Mr. Dazai covered me with his windbreaker.

Facing my questioning eyes, he pulled his collar pretendingly and said, "I'm very hot."

Whether he is really hot, I naturally don't know.

Every time I see him in a neat three-piece suit: windbreaker, vest, and shirt, even if it is not the hottest time of summer, I have to admire his ability to withstand heat.

What's more, Mr. Dazai can always maintain his external demeanor and not be affected by nature-just looking at this point, it is so amazing that I can't say more surprised words.

"Thank you, Mr. Dazai." I covered my body with his overcoat as a blanket. The fabric was thinner than I expected and much more breathable. It was just the right thickness in the cool air-conditioned environment.

I pulled the part that had slid upwards, trying to cover my shoulders, and I was holding on to the hem of the clothes while I was pulling, and when I pulled closer to my body, I realized something very interesting: Mr. Dazai's clothes had almost no smell.

The owner of the clothes was casually leaning on the armchair, with his neck raised slightly, looking at the seat in front of him.Mr. Kunikida and the handover person who entrusted the task were talking in a low voice. The voice of the other party was as thin as a mosquito.

He took a stack of thin materials from the other party, and after a brief browsing, he said with emotion: "That's it..."

The car was very quiet, only the sound of the air conditioner running and Mr. Dazai's regular breathing beside me could be heard.

The contact person's voice was originally small, but it was infinitely amplified in the quiet space.

"Anyway... that's what happened..." he said, "It must have been done by the bride."

With my eyes closed, I vaguely heard this word.Half of my body is illuminated by the lazy sun shining through the window, while the other side is kept calm under the baptism of the air conditioner.

The net bride is said to be a spider monster that hunts men. It looks like a beautiful woman and will use men's heads as food.

Aren't you here to handle the entrusted case?What has it to do with ghosts and ghosts?

"Mr. Dazai." I asked in a low voice, "Has the detective society been entrusted to deal with supernatural events?"

After my three views have been broken time and time again, I have already acquiesced that this is a world where monsters and gods exist. Since there are monsters, it is natural to find a professional person who exterminates monsters. What is the detective agency doing?

"That must be a real 'supernatural event', Yijun." He also cooperated with me and lowered his voice, as if whispering, which made my heart itch, "In this world, even if there are so-called 800 million gods In Japan, there are far more people who pretend to be gods with ghosts in their hearts than there are real gods."

"...So someone is pretending to be a ghost?"

"I can't make a judgment without knowing the situation clearly." He said, "I'm not that good, Yijun."

"That's right." I agreed.In fact, I wanted to say "really?", but finally held back.

But...the new bride...

I closed my eyes and for some reason thought of a ridiculous thing: If there really are monsters in the world, would they also look at their appearance when picking their prey?So how do they judge the quality of their prey?

Immediately afterwards, I had an even more absurd idea - monsters choose humans as food, is it like humans go to the market to choose dishes, they will look at whether the color is bright, whether the fruit is full, whether the fish eyes are clear...

Kunikida turned his head from the gap, he stretched out his hand to pass the information to Dazai, and suddenly asked me for some reason, "What's wrong?"

Oops...Misunderstanding.

Only then did I see my expression through his reflective glasses—I was very seriously confused, thinking about the meaningless topic just now.

I nodded and said, "Nothing."

Dazai had already taken the documents and read them, he read them very quickly, the pages were rubbing against each other.I curled myself up in his windbreaker, the warmth wrapped my body, and I felt even more tired in the sound of his rhythmic breathing.

The sound of turning pages stopped abruptly, and he asked me, "Are you sleepy?"

"A little bit," I said, "it's almost there, isn't it?"

He had already put down the stack of papers in his hand, "There is still about a quarter of an hour."

"Then I won't sleep, or I will wake up as soon as I fall asleep." I rubbed my eyes, and I couldn't dispel my tiredness for a while. I asked, "Does the commission of the detective agency have anything to do with the bride?"

"You heard it. But it's not something to hide. It has been reported in the news, but the place is remote, so not many people pay attention, but there are already high discussions in the niche forums. "He said, took out a piece of information and handed it to me, my eyes were still a little pale, so I had to take it first, Dazai had already taken the initiative to explain the summary of the previous situation for me.

"The first victim was Mr. Xiaoshan, who was in the timber business. He was 54 years old and had no wife or children. His body had already been separated when he was discovered."

My sight has recovered, and I can see the words on the document in my hand, and a photo of the scene is attached at the bottom, but this photo was taken down by Mr. Dazai, and I was not allowed to see it.

"This is the fourth case." He said, "The earliest case happened a month ago. The victim was a foreign tourist. He went to play by the river at night. The next day, his companions found that he hadn't returned all night, so the hotel owner yelled Neighbors went to search nearby and found the body by the river beach."

"Two more incidents happened after that, the victims were locals. That's about it."

Dazai stopped at this point.I returned this document to him, and he gave it to Kunikida together.

"It's just that it's too far-fetched to get involved with the net bride..." I heard Kunikida say something that I also cared about.

"Probably something strange happened." Dazai said without any surprise.

Hearing his words, the contact person seemed to be inspired, nodded his head desperately, and was about to speak—in fact, he had already started talking, and he said: "Actually, some of our residents heard strange noises..."

But was interrupted by Dazai's voice——

"Human beings want to get involved with monsters, apart from the fact that there are indeed incredible forces at work, the greater possibility is that someone is trying to rationalize fear, using ghosts, gods and monsters to control public opinion and spread panic, so as to cover up the absurd appearance The only truth under the skin."

The young man spoke clearly, and his voice was smooth and calm. He said that, and the contact person looked a bit gloomy.

This is too difficult to answer. If you are not careful, you will be labeled as "using propaganda superstition to cover up crimes". Even though he is only in charge of spreading the word, he doesn't want to be underestimated as easily being fooled by monsters The idiot, turned his head angrily, pretended nothing happened, and continued to chat with Kunikida in a low voice.

Taking advantage of the gap between the other party's speech, Kunikida turned his head and showed a helpless expression to his partner. Although the time was short, and he even quickly covered it up with his usual frown, I still saw it.

So, this is the second time I've met the two of them as "partners".The first time, I was the party involved in the incident, and my mind was full of distracting thoughts. I didn't have time to pay attention to how they got along when they were partners.This time it was different. Although I said that I was also here to do business, I was free and unrestrained, so my mind was naturally active, and I even had a lot of leeway to understand the way the two of them get along at work.

...it's kind of cute, I think.

The next thing is the process of me fighting with my eyelids, so I won’t go into details. After getting off the car, I took out my luggage—it was just a change of clothes for a few days. In order to be lazy and not want to put on too much, I even chose an all-in-one dress, and then Pen and manuscript paper.I blustered in front of my head and said that I would try handwriting. In fact, there was another reason full of bitterness in reality-I couldn't afford a computer.

The hotel we booked before we came was in the same hotel. In a place like Yayuan with a strong sense of life, there are many old buildings. The hotel we stayed in seems to have decades of history and is somewhat famous in the local area.Just standing outside the door, staring at the carved wooden roof, the slanted sunlight glows like golden sand, and the traces left by the wind and rain fall on the wood, and all the marks of time are formed over time.

The contact person's surname is Sakamoto, and he arranged accommodation for them early on.

"On the first floor, the third and fourth rooms on the left hand side." He said, "The owner said that the second floor is not open yet."

The room I booked was also on the first floor, the one in the deepest part.

"Can I ask why the second floor is closed?" Kunikida said.

"It's nothing special." Sakamoto said generously: "This year's business is not very good, the tenants are not satisfied at all, and the second floor has to be maintained daily if it continues to be open. In this way, there will be extra expenses. Why don't we first Shut it up and wait until someone makes an appointment to come to the door."

Dazai glanced at the hotel curtain, and asked, "What about this time in previous years?"

"It's a lot of fun." Sakamoto sighed, "College students, art students, or people who want to find a quiet place to concentrate on doing their own things will live here to escape the summer heat, but didn't such a case happen this year?" …The writer teacher who originally came to live for a month every summer, declined our invitation this year.”

Negative news always spreads fast, and it is only natural that a tragedy of this nature will be affected.

"Where's the owner of the hotel?" Kunikida looked up at the small window on the second floor and asked casually.

"Jingyan? He hasn't been feeling very well these days. I think he has a fever and a cold." Sakamoto didn't care too much, "His daughter is at home today, let her take you to the room."

"Mr. Sakamoto knows the situation of their family very well."

"Well..." Sakamoto led the way, and shook his head after hearing Dazai's words, "It's an old store for decades, and the ancestors are our old neighbors. The neighbors are very supportive, the current owner is married into the Ogawa family, and after his wife passed away, he inherited the hotel as a matter of course, but..."

Kunikida had already opened the curtain, and he saw that there were pieces of silk hanging under the curtain, "It's too careless as the front door of the hotel. The business situation must not be ideal."

"You are right."

The voice of a young woman came from behind our group. The girl standing still was wearing a plain school uniform, with a few strands of fine hair hanging down her forehead. Her hair was tied with a hair tie, which echoed her snow-white neck.

"Actually, since my mother passed away... no, it's nothing."

Sakamoto didn't hear her whispering, seeing that she was still wearing her school uniform, he casually asked, "Shiori, is school on holiday today?"

"No, my friend and I went to buy teaching materials." She replied casually, and then turned her gaze back to the three of them: "The three of you are guests who made an appointment, right? I'll take you in, and Uncle Sakamoto can go back first... "

"Where is it, I still have something to do." Sakamoto said, "Let's go in together."

Mr. Kunikida and Sakamoto walked in front, and the girl named Shiori quickly passed them and became the leader. After the two from the detective agency entered, Sakamoto followed them into the room to discuss work, and Shiori Lead me all the way to the end room.

The corridor floor in front of the door of the innermost room would creak slightly. Shiori pushed open the door of the Japanese room and said to me: "It was the writer who chose this room in previous years."

I can only see the faint scenery through the half-open door. The girl stepped forward and opened the paper door to see the courtyard scenery. The lush and green courtyard jumped into my eyes. Potted rocks.

"My father made this pond." She dusted off the dust on the paper door. "It's not very beautiful. There used to be fish. After my mother died, no one took care of it, so the fish died."

I looked from afar——

"It's just a pool of stagnant water now," she said.

"Where, nothing." I said, "The scenery in the yard is very good, you can probably see the stars at night."

She let out a "huh" and said, "We serve dinner here. That... is Ms. Inai, right? When will dinner be ready?"

I turned on my phone, it's only two o'clock in the afternoon, no wonder I'm so sleepy in the car.

I asked, "How long is dinner?"

"It's better to reserve an hour in advance."

I made a plan. I packed up my things and went to the address given to me by Ms. Ishigami. It would take two or three hours anyway, and I would be back around five or six o'clock.

"Around six o'clock." I said, "I'm sorry to trouble you. By the way... I didn't ask your name just now."

"Of course I am also Ogawa, Ogawa Shiori."

Before she left, she told me some things to pay attention to, and then told me to go to the reception desk if I had something to do. She would usually be there at night, and even if she wasn’t there, someone else would take her place. However, he is not in good health, and recently Granny A Yuan and I from the kitchen took over as substitutes."

When Shiori walked away from me, I smelled an unknown fragrance-it seemed to be the fragrance of flowers, but I couldn't tell what it was, I just felt familiar.

What I regret is that, looking at her appearance and wearing a student uniform, she is at most the age of a high school student.According to her, on weekdays, she is responsible for checking in customers at the reception desk, and other than that, she only takes over shifts with her father. In such a big hotel, there are only father and daughter, plus the mother-in-law, the cook. The cleaning and cleaning of the guest rooms are also in charge of the kitchen. Did grandma do it together?

It's no wonder that after entering the door, I always feel that it lacks popularity, presumably because there are too few people.

After packing up my things, I brought my mobile phone and wallet. Jinjian itself is easy to carry and doesn’t take up much space, so I just put it in a small bag and carried it on my back. After all, since then, he has never shown himself in front of me. The shape has never appeared on its own initiative, and I am still a little apprehensive, let alone taking him to break the seal now.

What if he doesn't like me, what if he finds out that I'm not the person he expected in the future, what if I disappoint him... Thoughts are like soap bubbles emerging one after another, and I've clearly reached eighth. It turned out that he became uneasy like an afterthought.

According to Ms. Ishigami, this family has not been in the Yayuan temple for a long time, and the target I am looking for is the abbot of the temple.

"Although he was entrusted with an important token to unlock the seal for some reason, his mana seems to be good." These are the original words of Ms. Ishigami, "I heard that he is quite a talkative person. There is only such a monastery nearby. , it’s easy to find.”

It was only when I walked out of the room that I remembered my major mistake.

"...I should ask Ms. Shiori how to get to the temple."

Mr. Dazai and the others seemed to be still talking. When I passed by, the door was mostly open. They were sitting on the ground. Mr. Sakamoto took out a lot of cut pages of newspapers from his bag and put them on the low table, watching from a distance. , the gray and white mess on the desktop.Dazai was facing the corridor, so he met my eyes immediately.

"Yi Jun, do you want to go out?"

"Yeah." I got a little closer, and from my perspective, I could see the paper clip-bound materials in Mr. Kunikida's hands, and I accidentally scanned the attached photos, which was really a bit unappetizing.

"Miss Inai, is she going out to collect materials?" Kunikida asked seeing me behind him.

I didn't tell them that I came here mainly for Jinjian. I only said that I had something to do and I wanted to find a location with a pleasant scenery and a quiet atmosphere to inspire my writing. No wonder he thought so.

"Well, let's go for a walk." I said, "By the way, Mr. Sakamoto, do you know which direction Yayuan Temple is going?"

He put down the materials, "Hmm..." and said, "Go south from here. You have to cross two intersections and go into the woods. But, Miss, what are you going to the temple to collect materials? Maybe you too novelist?"

"No." I denied it too decisively, so I added another sentence to cover up: "Isn't there someone on the Internet who can write blog articles like travel notes? I'm almost the same."

"Sacred land pilgrimage or something?" He said, "Yayuan Temple is not a scenic spot, is it?"

"But..." Dazai interrupted the conversation, he looked at the sun outside the house, "It's a bit boring. The weather forecast said that there will be heavy rain in a few hours. From Mr. Sakamoto's tone, Yayuan Temple is in the forest, so there must be no road OK to go?"

"That's right, it's best for outsiders not to enter the forest when it's raining." Sakamoto echoed, "Besides, the abbot seems to be away on something, and he won't be back until a few days later."

"……"I am speechless.

At this moment, even Mr. Kunikida, who has always been calm, saw through my reaction, and began to complain seriously——

"Mr. Sakamoto, you should have said this earlier..."

Unexpectedly, Sakamoto showed a suddenly realized expression: "So you are going to find the abbot?"

I bite the bullet and said, "Then I can only wait for him for a few days. Does Mr. Sakamoto know how long it will take for him to return?"

"Two or three days if it's fast." He said, "It might take a week if it's slow."

Recalling that I said earlier, "Just take advantage of the opportunity to unseal Jinjian and take a vacation in Yahara for a few days", I didn't expect the words to become a prophecy-although it was caused by uncontrollable factors.

Since going to Yayuan Temple will only be a waste of time, it is better to go back to the room and have a good rest, and it is meaningful to take out the manuscript paper and write something.I was just about to go back to my room when I remembered that I had made a reservation for dinner with Ms. Shiori. The original plan was based on the estimated time after I went to Yayuan Temple, but now it is unnecessary.

It would be better for the grandma in the kitchen to choose the time to prepare for me alone. It would be better to set the same time with the two from the detective agency, so as to save grandma a little trouble.

Thinking this way in my heart, I asked, "Has the time for dinner between Dazai-san and Kunikida-san been set?"

"Around six o'clock." Kunikida sorted out the documents in his hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Since it's the same time as mine, there's no need to change it.

The weather forecast is very accurate. Unexpectedly, in just a few minutes of our conversation, the sky has darkened a little bit. Seeing that the dark clouds are about to gather, it will soon turn into heavy rain.

I was still at the door of the room, reaching out to fan myself, they didn't turn on the air conditioner, and they were wearing thicker clothes than the other.

"Don't you turn on the air conditioner?" I asked.

Dazai sighed, and looked at Kunikida resentfully: "I want to open it... But, Kunikida-kun said that he would catch a cold if he blows on the air conditioner immediately before the sweat on his body is dry. Don't let go."

The confident Kunikida glanced at him, "This is for the sake of health. If you catch the wind and cold in this kind of place, it will seriously delay the progress of work."

However, Dazai would give up in a few words. He simply pulled his collar and complained: "But the fan doesn't work, it's too weird, Kuni Mu Tian Jun~"

"It's useless to talk too much." Kunikida didn't even raise his eyebrows, "Concentrate on your work."

"Okay, okay...I see."

"Then I won't bother you anymore." After standing in the airtight aisle for a while, I was so hot that I wanted to go back and turn on the air conditioner, but after being taught such a lesson by Mr. Kunikida, I was embarrassed to say that I wanted to go back and steal cold.

I was thinking in my heart - I shouldn't be so unlucky, I can catch a cold after blowing on the air conditioner, right?

"Does Yi Jun also have dinner at six o'clock?" I was about to leave when Dazai asked.

I nodded and replied "Yeah."

He blinked, "See you at six."

After returning to the room, I closed the door facing the courtyard in order to turn on the air conditioner.It’s funny while being concerned——I said I wanted to write in a room with a view of the courtyard, didn’t I immediately succumb to the air conditioner?

I felt a lot of guilt for not being able to take Jinjian out, so I put him by the low table and wrote with me.

After laying out the manuscript paper, the cold air from the air conditioner kept me cool.

I wrote the tentative title of this article.

- "Our Lady Cannot Be Saved".

The author has something to say:

…Looking back after writing every day, I feel like I’m taking candy from my little tricks (hey)

When Wu Yishi makes money, I must buy her a computer!

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感谢在2020-08-1020:11:20~2020-08-1120:58:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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