On the Feasibility of Chefs Saving the World

Qinghuai spit out a bubble quietly in her heart.

From between the fingers, the left half of his body was completely stiff, and the bandage on Dazai Osamu's wrist was tightly pressed against him, and he could almost feel the beating pulse.

Boom.Boom.

I can't tell whose heartbeat is secretly cooperating with a hot spring, flowing to the fingertips.

Qinghuai later realized that the behavior of the two seemed too ambiguous. After so long, he had never held the hand of the opposite sex except when he went to temple fairs with his teacher's wife when he was a child.

—and he didn't feel awkward.

Everything seemed to happen naturally.

"Oiran is here." Osamu Dazai said.

The show has come to the end, and this year's new oiran is on stage.

After removing the heavy make-up from the parade, Qinghuai realized that this was the woman she had seen when rescuing Inoue Komatsu on North Street last time.

Lily was wearing a rose-red kimono, with large golden silk peonies and pink cherry blossoms blooming on the cuffs and skirt, such gaudy colors did not look vulgar on the oiran, as if she was born to be so luxurious.

The atmosphere on the field became more and more lively, and some people even threw banknotes from the audience.

The crowd reveled like wild animals, greedily coveting the beautiful flesh on the stage.

Qing Huai had an illusion that the woman on the stage seemed to be more beautiful than a few days ago, her face exuded an indescribable brilliance and charm, like a fully blooming rose, fresh, bright and fragrant Tangy, any man would be tempted by it.

A strange sense of dislocation permeated his heart.

"Did you feel it?" Osamu Dazai suddenly turned his head and looked at Qing Huai, "Heartbeat."

The young man clutched his chest, his heart beating faster and faster, bringing the illusion of being tempted.

Just now, because the two held their hands tightly, Qing Huai ignored the unreasonable state of his heart, and a faint blush appeared on his cheeks, which was a manifestation of the continuous and rapid beating of the heart.

"Look around," the man said.

The crowd fell into an extreme carnival, and everyone's face was abnormally red, like the effect of a group taking hallucinogens.

——"worm eggs"?

This idea came to Qing Huai's mind, but he was immediately rejected by himself.

——No, there is no pungent aroma.

"It doesn't work on Disqualification, I'm totally fine. Osamu Dazai said, "But even if I hold your hand, the boss, you are still somewhat affected—that kind of thing, no matter what it is, is far more difficult to handle than we imagined. "

"It's not "eggs", maybe it's the "adults" that were guessed before? "

"Possibly. What do you think is the route of transmission that drives the crowd into a frenzy?"

Qinghuai recalled that he didn't eat or drink after arriving here, and he didn't touch anything that shouldn't be touched, so the only source of transmission should be——

"Air?"

"bingo~" The man snapped his fingers, Zhi took off his coat, and covered Qing Huai's head.

Dazai Osamu's unique aura instantly enveloped Qing Huai, his heartbeat not only did not ease, but seemed to beat even more vigorously, jumping up and down like a hare, as if he wanted to dig a few holes in his blood vessels, and the seven orifices bled to death.

"Huh." Osamu Dazai smiled inexplicably, and grabbed Qinghuai's wrist, "It seems more excited than before——"

"..."

Seeing that he had teased the other party enough, Osamu Dazai continued, "Actually, it's not all the air, but the substance in the air—something that even "Disqualification in the World" can't completely isolate. I initially suspected that it was the particulate matter attached to the air. "

"Particulate matter?"

"It's invisible to the naked eye, but it does exist." The man paused, "For example, pollen."

Today in Huakui Road, it is the cherry blossom viewing on Citi Street. The pink and white cherry trees are planted alternately along the river bend. All the people who watched the performance are the targets of pollen.

"But why did it happen now?" Qinghuai asked.

"I guess, that woman on stage is an opportunity." Osamu Dazai said, "Look."

Everyone was immersed in the moving dance of the oiran, except Qing Huai and Dazai Osamu.

Qinghuai finally realized where the strange atmosphere came from——

The woman named Lily had a hollow face, a charming smile and her eyes were motionless, as if she had been fixed in a mold. She was smiling, but she had long since lost her soul.

At this moment, the music came to an end. After a Japanese drum beat, a pair of dry and pale moth feathers burst out, slowly unfolding in the carnival air.

The crowd was even more crazy, the oiran's kimono was torn, revealing a small piece of white body, Lily didn't realize it, the men in the audience thought it was a performance benefit, their eyes were red, they looked more terrifying than the mad dogs on the roadside .

Qinghuai gasped.

The moth feathers were covered with withered black lines, and the hooked scales were covered with pink insect eggs, shaking slightly, breathing, reminiscent of the dense snails on the black reef, and the scalp was numb.

——Such a scene was far worse than the two imagined.

The familiar aroma was overwhelming, Qinghuai put on the mask prepared in advance, but the effect was negligible, the breath of "worm eggs" permeated the entire Luoying residence.

Even Dazai couldn't help frowning.

There were too many people, and there was no way to use the ability at such a long distance. Qinghuai stood up, trying to squeeze out of the crowd.

Osamu Dazai grabbed Qinghuai's hand and opened the way ahead.

"Too many people will cause panic, and it will be bad if there is a stampede danger!" Qing Huai reminded.

"It's okay." Osamu Dazai replied, and finally squeezed out of his seat. He glanced back at Qinghuai, and said loudly, "Ango!"

Before the words were finished, a large number of people in neat uniforms appeared in the corner, with the logo directly under the Japanese government printed on their chests, immediately surrounded the entire front desk, and began to evacuate the crowd.

It's the Supernatural Secret Service Division. When Qinghuai was popularized by Dazai Osamu about Yokohama's sphere of influence, he knew about this government organization.

Even the most frenzied crowd had to obey and be forced to evacuate in an orderly manner when they encountered government personnel with guns.

Lily on the stage was still swaying and dancing without changing her expression, she seemed to be indifferent to the things off the stage, looking very weird.

Qinghuai did not make a move for a long time.

The people beside him seemed to know what he was thinking, they didn't urge him, they still held his hand, rubbed their fingertips on his palm, and comforted him quietly.

"She's already dead." Osamu Dazai's voice was a bit impersonal, but Qinghuai knew it was the truth.

He will face this kind of situation one day.

The young man clenched the man's hand, as if seeking comfort, his eyes rested on the beautiful woman's face.

The mother of "worm eggs".

The moth feather fanned a gust of wind, Qing Huai's heart beat extremely fast, and the blood was catalyzed to surge upwards.

"pollination"

He saw the corners of the woman's lips move slightly.The audience was chaotic, and the controlled crowd roared and began to resist. The infinitely expanding desire caused some people to tear off their shirts, bleeding from the corners of their eyes and nostrils.

"Qing Huai." Osamu Dazai touched his forehead, "Don't worry."

Qing Huai's fingertips turned white, his lips trembled——

"My Blade"

The ability is not as merciful as its master, the sharp wind blade made a sharp sound as it cut through the air, crushing the graceful woman on the stage in an instant.

The moth feathers, together with the broken eggs, shattered and disappeared.

A piece of broken human skin and a pool of purulent white and pink mucus remained on the stage.

"How could it be so easy...to die?" Qing Huai's mind went blank.

This is one of the cruelest aspects of Guardians' work. They have to face not only inhuman monsters, but sometimes even humans.

——Even though Lily had been eaten away by the monster in her body long ago, the impact of her own hands still made Qinghuai a little nauseous. Unlike Mafia or most people in the detective agency, he has always been fighting on the line of life and death. The ordinary life of the first 20 years has been completely overturned, and the burden on the heart cannot be resolved overnight.

"It's a provocation." Osamu Dazai couldn't bear to cover Qing Huai's eyes, "It's a provocation to us to explode ourselves in this kind of performance scene."

"Sorry to bother you." A polite man with glasses walked up to the two of them. He had a mole on the corner of his mouth, and he was straight and serious.

Osamu Dazai nodded to him, "Sakaguchi."

He held a Nodachi with a completely different temperament from his in his hand, "Leave the rest to the Supernatural Secret Service Division."

There was still some room for thinking in Qinghuai's chaotic mind, he thought, wouldn't this leave his fingerprints on the murder weapon?

But the other party obviously didn't think what was going on, and even changed his hand to hold the knife.

Osamu Dazai nodded to the other party, and walked out of Luoyingju with Qinghuai.

The air outside was fresh and pleasant, and the men who were looking for fun evacuated out one after another, completely without the madness inside just now, confused and at a loss.

Lily has long been infected by "worm eggs". The eggs in her body hatched into "adult worms", which began to eat away at her organs, invade her body, and finally broke out of their cocoons on the stage and turned into moths.The woman was already dead at that time, controlled by the "moth" and turned into a hotbed and mother for laying eggs.

The sound of "pollination" should be the ability of "moths". It can spread through pollen and stimulate emotions like a stimulant, thus infinitely expanding people's desires.Finally, the "worm eggs" are used to parasitize everyone present, causing irreparable consequences.

That's all the information we have so far.

Qinghuai made a conclusion in her heart——

"Eggs"

Harm: Amplifies negativity in people's minds.

Ability: It is known that there is a "Alice in Wonderland" similar to the birth domain, weaving illusions.

Source: Unknown.

"adult"

Harm: Cannibalize the human body, control the mind, and turn the human body into a nest for hatching eggs.

Ability: Unknown.

Source: Unknown.

"moth"

Hazards: demagoguery, spawning.

Ability: Known as "pollination", it can cause hallucinations through pollen, stimulate excitement, expand desire, and make people in a state of madness.

Source: Unknown.

And these are just Qinghuai's guesses. All the abnormalities that have appeared in Yokohama recently are like the tip of the iceberg behind a huge conspiracy, which makes people feel deeply disturbed.

"Boss." Osamu Dazai interrupted Qing Huai's thoughts, he sighed helplessly seeing the young man struggling.

Qinghuai raised her head and looked into those kite-colored eyes, an unspeakable impulse boiled in her blood.

They held hands, their foreheads intertwined.

The warm touch is about to leave the corner of the lips.

The stagnant heart beat again, more vividly than when the pollen was infected.

"You can't be tempted by others." The man chuckled, "Even if it's caused by a supernatural effect."