After choosing a big adventure at Lupine's Bar

"Sir, ask a question that may violate personal privacy... May I ask how you made yourself like this?"

After Yato left, Mingyin wrapped her shawl tightly and was about to go back to the hotel. When she turned around, she suddenly ran into Mr. Ghost who had left alone last night.

The tip of the nose is filled with moist water vapor and the coldness of the morning air, as well as the smell of rotten wood that seems to be dry and broken at the touch of a finger.

"It's in the water."

The young man was wet all over, and water was still dripping from under the hem of his coat, forming a pool of water stains on the ground.The fluffy short hair was attached to the side of the face and the forehead, and water droplets trickled down the curve of the pale and thin face, converging on the tip of the chin and dripping.

Drop by drop, clear and tiny.

"Well, your so-called 'entering the water'..." Mingyin pointed at him, fingers trembling slightly, "What kind of meaning does it mean?"

He suddenly remembered Dazai Osamu who had a similar face to the youth.

About his martyrdom declaration.

The other party blinked, and the water droplets wet the eyelashes, adding a little luster to his lifeless pupils.

"I just felt that this river is really good, so I jumped into it... ah chirp!"

He sneezed very softly, as if he swallowed halfway, it was just a gasp from between his teeth.

"Why is there still a physiological reaction in the state of the spirit body..."

Generally not.

To be precise, it should be that ordinary undead will not.

Necromancers, the souls of dead humans.They are no longer on this shore, but on the other shore. Naturally, it is impossible to touch things on this shore, and they will not be touched by this shore.

And one of the special cases is the artifact.After being named by the gods, the undead became artifacts, and used it as a proof of being a "human being". It can affect this side, and it will also be affected by this side.

And the living spirit is almost the same.

Although it is difficult to be seen, it can touch objects.

But if it is alive, it is a high-grade food with high nutritional value and easy to catch for monsters. So far, he does not seem to be so attractive to monsters.

Mingyin hid her little finger, hooked her thumbs into the young man's collar, and helped him take off the coat that was soaked in the river water, took off the corner of the shawl with one hand, shook it, and wrapped it on him on tiptoe.

"Go ahead."

Nozaki and Mikoshiba hadn't woken up yet.

As a caring roommate, Mingyin pushed the wrapped ghost into the bathroom, and locked the door behind his back.

"What's going on with you? This is the first time I've seen such a strange situation..." Mingyin let him sit on a small bench, and helped him dry his hair with a hair dryer in one hand. The drenched brown hair was quickly blown away Blow dry, fluffy and soft, blown up by the wind.

"Here, let's change the bandages too." Mingyin handed him a roll of bandages with his right hand.

The young man stared at the bandage in his hand for a few seconds before reaching out to take it as if he had recovered.

"Thank you."

Only then did Ming Yin realize that she had accidentally used her right hand.

Littlefinger, must have been seen.

In case he asked, how to fool him?

But the young man didn't say anything, he just changed into a bandage he didn't know what he wanted to cover up.

...?

Don't care or... don't see it at all?

Take a gamble.

He tends to risk confirmation in this situation.

After all, he is very good at gambling.

After taking a deep breath, he tentatively asked, "By the way, do you think I look different today?"

Akane stretched out her hands in front of the young man who had just cut off the bandage on his wrist.

The man stared at his hand, hesitated to speak, "Don't you think your way of asking is a bit like..."

"No, I don't think so."

Although Mingyin is already extremely embarrassed in his heart, he firmly believes that as long as he doesn't show embarrassment, it will only be others who are embarrassed.

"..." The other party fell into contemplation for a long time, and tentatively asked, "...did you cut your nails yesterday?"

"……bingo."

"Liar."

The young man closed his eyes halfway, then looked up at him again.

His breath stopped.

"Is there something I 'can't see'?"

Mingyin was taken aback, leaned against the wall behind her, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and let it out slowly.

"Well, yes..." He unexpectedly smiled, "But since you can't see this, you don't need to know what it is."

He can't see.

But Shihua and soul belong to the side that leans towards the other shore, and there is no barrier. I have never heard of such an invisible exception.

But it also explains why he was completely immune to temporalization that night.

Well, there are two possibilities.

First, this black mist is not the same substance as Shihua.

Second, that person does not belong to "the other side".

Or, maybe, both.

"Mingyin?"

Xiao Yu didn't know when she sat across from the sofa.

"Ah, sorry..." Mingyin smiled, "Are you going out?"

"Yes, I'm going to Leibo Street..." Xiaoyu looked behind Mingyin, "Is this gentleman the one you mentioned earlier?"

Mingyin nodded.

After getting an affirmative answer, Xiaoyu greeted him.

"It's the first time we met. I'm Xiaoyu on May [-]th. My brother is under your care."

"No, I didn't take care of anything."

"It's enough for you to stay with him..." She said this, paused, and then corrected, "No, actually I don't really want Mingyin to continue investigating your matter, but..."

"It's not necessarily a bad thing...although it's not necessarily a good thing, but after all, there is a possibility that it will evolve into a good thing for both parties."

"Then, to me, that's a good thing."

The girl's eyes were as usual with an inorganic texture, matched with a cold white complexion, like a doll.

Yet see more than any human eye in the world.

The stalemate that has not changed for a long time has begun to produce cracks.

"Say hello to Jing for me."

Xiao Yu nodded, and then walked out the door step by step.

After everyone got up one after another, they discussed the matter of Leibo Street together.

They are very interested in the mysterious urban legend of "Rage God".

"I heard that the law and order over there is not very good, so it was not included in the itinerary..." Nozaki scratched the hair on the back of his head in distress, "They seem to have found a guide on May [-]th, and I heard that it is an acquaintance of the professor. Introduced."

"Hey..." Sakura thought for a while, folded her hands together and said excitedly, "Then let's find a reliable guide."

But she immediately stopped, "I don't know any locals..."

Miko Chai put forward his idea, "Then can we ask their guide to guide us later?"

Mingyin vetoed the proposal, "They are doing a field investigation, and they don't know how many days it will take. We will return to Tokyo soon."

Speaking of a reliable guide, in fact, a person naturally appeared in Mingyin's mind.

Oda Sakunosuke.

[It's not that you owe me a favor, but that I'm asking you to come to me for something. 】

The man said so.

When he said this, he was very sincere, and Ming Yin could sense this.

Moreover, Mr. Odasaku is probably the second most reliable person he has ever met in his life.

The first is Hundred Eyes Ghost Quiet.

"Well, however, there is someone on my side who may be able to ask... I just don't know if he is willing and if he is free."

"Who?!!" The three of them came together excitedly.

"...My dear Odasaku-san."

"Let me tell you first, it's really not sure, and I don't know if he's at home."

Mingyin stood at the door of the hotel, turned her head and emphasized to them.

The three of them gave him thumbs up in unison.

Mingyin smiled and sighed, and went to that address with the pressure that had increased for no reason.

It is a single apartment building, an old two-story building.

Um……?Is Mafia's salary so low here?It shouldn't be, Yokohama should be the root of Japanese local gangsters.

But it doesn't have to be his usual residence.

It should be said that this is not a place of residence.Who would let someone who doesn't know him go directly to his home?

But in the next second, Mingyin realized that he really didn't understand their Yokohama Mafia very well.

Because after he knocked on the door, Mr. Odasaku opened the door in his home clothes.

"Good morning..." Mingyin greeted instinctively first, "I thought you had already gone to work."

"Ah, no... My working hours are not fixed... I'm sorting things out today. It might be a bit messy. Come in first."

Organize things?

The interior is Japanese style, divided into a small living room and bedroom.

There is no sense of life.At least there are no personal items in the living room, just a table.

I'm afraid it still comes with the apartment.

He and Odasaku sat cross-legged at the low table in the living room.

In fact, he should be sitting upright, but he has already sat down, and it is awkward to change his sitting posture suddenly, so Mingyin maintains this posture.

"I'm free the day after tomorrow, okay? You're staying in Yokohama until Sunday, right?"

"Yes, thank you."

Then there was another awkward silence.

Oda Sakumoto is a quiet person, and Akane is not very good at chatting.

He is the type who is used to listening and adding a few words.

But regarding Mr. Oda Saku, he really cared about something.

It is not the same as the habit of collecting information as the origin.

curious.

Foreseeing my own death in 5 seconds, what kind of scene will it be in front of me, and what kind of mood will I be in?

Why would he not hesitate to help a stranger in that situation?

Why do you always do some unusual things naturally?

He seldom becomes curious about anything, and has always lived a mediocre life.

There is no desire to be competitive, and no desire to destroy.

Just killing time in this earned life.

"Mr. Odasaku, you said before that you have seen "things" that you couldn't see before, what happened? "

"...Ah, that thing..." He seemed to be recalling, "No, it's not right... It's strange, I can't remember it."

"But I did see "things" that I usually don't see. "

"Is it because too much time has passed, have you forgotten?"

"It was almost 6 years ago...or earlier."

"That's long enough."

"No, I have a pretty good memory."

Strange.

Mr. Odasaku seems to be the serious type.It's not something that has been confirmed, and he won't use it as a talking point.

So……

"Would you like to see it now?"

"Think." He is a sincere man.

Therefore, Mingyin drew a talisman on the spot, with a distorted eye shape in the center of the smooth lines.

With one hand propped on the table, he pasted the talisman on the other's forehead.

"The effective time is about 10 minutes."

The red-haired young man's eyes widened a little, and the first thing he saw was the ghost who was currently bound to Mingyin on the opposite side.

"Hello."

All in all, he said hello first.

"Oh hello."

"...Sorry, I stared at you for too long just now...You look a lot like a friend of mine."

"Dazai-kun? I felt the same way when I first saw him."

The parties said nothing.

...?

Mingyin felt that this person's state was a bit wrong.

Slightly absent-minded.

"He is more shy... Would you like to see what the outside of the house looks like? But it's best not to touch it."

Odasaku probably knew they had something to say.

Obviously this is his own home, but he still went outside in a considerate manner.

"...What's wrong? Did you figure out what you wanted to know last night?"

"..."

"If it's a secret, then it's okay not to say it. ... Is that so?"

"It's not a secret, it's just that it hasn't been fully confirmed yet..."

"I went to the gate of the underworld yesterday."

"……ha--?"

"I didn't go in, I just tested it at the sealing stone..." The young man's fingertips were pale, he pinched his chin, and told what happened yesterday, "I was refused entry."

"I heard probably Izanami's voice."

"Say yes, 'There's no place for you here'."

"Then I thought, why is there 'no place'. Huangquan connects this shore and the other shore, and the souls of this world should all reserve places in Huangquan."

"Beyond this world, there are other worlds...I probably am not from this world."

Mingyin first expressed his feelings about his deadly action, and then considered this possibility.

The odds are surprisingly high.

After all, in this way, many incredible things can be explained.

The temporalization here does not affect him.

Also, assuming he's really from another world... His name...

Probably Dazai Osamu.

Although I don't know what the thick and thick depressive emotions lingering around him are, and whether he is dead or alive now.

May [-]th Mingyin, who intends to make his career as a manga artist who brings love and dreams to others, just wants him to stop thinking about these troublesome things for the time being.

Mingyin was sitting against the wall, with her legs bent and knees wide open, one hand stretched out, embracing the lost child who had nowhere to go in this world and no way back, her right hand gently patted his back, really It's like coaxing a child.

Then, while he wasn't paying attention, he took out the utility knife in his bag with the other hand, and quietly stretched it behind his head, cutting off the bandage that had been covering his left eye.

As the bandages were scattered, the young man's eyes that had not seen light all year round widened, and his pupils trembled.

"you……"

After just saying a subject, the slightly parted lips were covered by pale fingertips, blocking the next words.

The boy rested his chin on the crescent of his neck, and his voice lingered in his ears along with the sound of breathing.

"Shh."

Those dark eyes stared at the dazed blue pupils of the red-haired young man who entered the room.

Because of the temporary spell, from the perspective of the young man, the black mist wrapped around the little finger has been wrapped around the entire forearm along the finger. Just now, the black mark that was only a small area covered the entire right hand at a speed visible to the naked eye. Climb to the side of the face.

Oda Sakunosuke's expression quickly returned to calm, as if he hadn't seen anything, he nodded.