Seeking the Law of Summoning in Taisho

Under the envious gazes of more than 200 people, Osamu Dazai was led by Tong Mo into the door next to the chair.

Unexpectedly, compared with the dimness of the outside room, it is brighter here, making people feel that it is daytime.

Right in front of the room is a table surrounded by flowers, and behind it is a golden screen with lifelike lotus flowers painted on it; on the table is a soft-looking... lazy sofa?

Dazai thought, this is too advanced.

Tong Mo let go of his hand, walked to the table, and sat down.

The weight of the body caused the cushion to collapse downwards, and he propped his chin and looked at Osamu Dazai:

"Then miss, before leaving with the gods, tell me your name."

Dazai Osamu's gaze was actually still poking secretly on the cushion, and he made up his mind that he must buy one when he returned to the Armed Detective Agency.

This thing looks much more comfortable than the boxy Butei sofa.

But at the moment, the business is still important, Osamu Dazai took two steps forward, knelt down on the cushion, with tears on his face: "I, my name is——"

He rolled his eyes and said slowly, "Cinderella."

"Oh~Miss Cinderella." Tong Mo's eyes were full of interest, "I thought you were a native from your appearance, but did you expect to be a foreigner?"

"It's not like that, it's...it's my husband..."

Osamu Dazai bit his lower lip, as if he was a bit embarrassed to speak. After hesitating for a moment, he pulled down his collar a little, exposing the bandage again:

"My husband named me...he thinks I'm a dirty, ugly Cinderella, and beats me every day..."

He pointed to the bandage on his neck, "These, the wounds below were all caused by him..."

Before Dazai Zhi finished his sentence, Tong Mo's tears welled up, his expression was full of sympathy and pity, and even his words were choked with sobs: "It's so pitiful, how could a villain treat Miss Cinderella like this, Obviously you are so beautiful..."

Osamu Dazai thought so deeply, and cried out of grievance: "Yeah, he still doesn't give me canned crab meat..."

"...Miss originally liked to eat canned crab meat," Tong Mo wiped his tears, "It's such a small wish that can't be fulfilled. Miss's husband is really too much!"

It seems that because of the approval, Osamu Dazai covered his face and cried louder. The voice seemed to be full of pain, which made people feel sad after hearing it.

However, only Osamu Dazai knew that his face was clean, not even his eyes were red.

"But it's okay, come, come to me," Tong Mo's tears had been wiped away at some point, and when he stretched out his hand to him at this moment, his face already had an expression of encouragement and anticipation, "I will take you there Bliss, from now on, these things will never bother you again."

Osamu Dazai cried, and pretended to wipe away the tears on his face. After a moment of silence, he said softly, "Master... will there really be gods?"

The smile on Tong Mo's face remained unchanged, but the hand that was stretched out to him was slowly withdrawn.

He changed into a more comfortable posture, as if chatting casually, bent his eyes and asked with a smile: "Why do you ask such a question? Didn't you come here just to pray for the help of the gods?"

Osamu Dazai lowered his head slightly: "...Maybe."

"But when I was in the most pain, the gods never appeared, and I thought that the so-called gods were nothing more than boring comforts for the world's minds." He said slowly, "I also thought that maybe death is the only thing we can do. The only way out of the sea of ​​suffering."

Looking at it from Tong Mo's point of view, the other party looked lonely and desolate. The tragic experience she spoke of seemed far less intense than what she expressed. She seemed to have a deeper sorrow buried in her heart that she never said.

I don't know if it was because of her last words, or because of the inconsistency she showed, but Tong Mo actually felt a little interest and curiosity towards her in his heart.

Although he doesn't actually have that kind of thing at all.

"The gods have changed their minds."

Tong Mo stood up from the cushion, walked straight back to Osamu Dazai, and squatted down in front of him.

"Stay and stay with me. You are right. Maybe there are no gods in this world. Everyone in the world is lonely and ignorant, so I can't lose you."

What he said was illogical, but Osamu Dazai understood.

If people in the world are doomed to be lonely, then two people who can understand each other hug each other for warmth, and perhaps the world will not seem so cold.

Osamu Dazai understood Tong Mo's thoughts, so he could also know what he said could arouse the other party's interest to the greatest extent, allowing him to enter the Wanshi Bliss Sect as planned, and even appear beside Tong Mo.

But Tong Mo actually doesn't understand that they seem to be of the same kind, but in fact, they are different after all.

...first of all in terms of species.

"No, I can't stay here." Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, and rejected the other party.

"Why?" Tong Mo tilted his head, puzzled, "Do you still have nostalgia for the man who beat you?"

"No," Osamu Dazai shook his head, "Of course not."

Tong Mo looked at him silently, waiting for his explanation.

"Actually, when I went out..." Osamu Dazai said seriously, "I forgot to feed the dog."

Tong Mo: "...?"

He froze for a moment: "Is the dog more important than me?"

"Of course!"

Osamu Dazai hooked his lips into the eyes of the other party and followed up with the following words: "No."

She patiently explained to Tong Mo, with a hint of request at the end: "That black dog has been with me for a long time. My husband treated me very badly. The black dog was the only one I could confide in before. I If I leave like this, I'm afraid my husband will abuse the black dog."

"So," he looked at the other party cautiously, "Master... can I go back?"

Tong Mo looked at him quietly for a while, then suddenly laughed silently: "You seem to be different from just now."

Osamu Dazai showed a bit of appropriate shyness on his face: "Because I found out that the leader is a good person."

After his words fell, there was a moment of silence in the room, neither of them spoke, they maintained their last look at each other, like a silent confrontation.

In the end, Tong Mo moved first.

He stretched out his hand, brushed away the broken hair on Dazai Osamu's forehead with his nails, and said a very unexpected sentence:

"You're so cute."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Although he occasionally thinks so, why does it sound so weird at this time.

However, the acting skills on the surface still need to be maintained.

He didn't move, the roots of his ears were slightly red, as if he had fallen into a daze.

Tong Mo chuckled twice, stood up, and the low end of the black jacket vibrated twice in mid-air, shaking off the somewhat ambiguous atmosphere.

"Go back, Miss Cinderella, remember to visit me often~"

He smiled, his tone a little aggrieved: "Otherwise I will be very sad."

Osamu Dazai also stood up and bowed to the other party, but he never spoke.

When he reached the door, he stopped, glanced sideways at the leader standing with his back to him in the room, and said softly:

"We exist in this world, but we can't feel joy, but at least we can share pain and loneliness."

"So I won't leave you, Master."

After the words fell, he walked away.

Only Tong Mo was left standing alone in a room as bright as daylight, admiring the golden iron fan that reflected the light in his hand, but his face was expressionless.

--

"Ah, I'm exhausted."

Osamu Dazai lay back on the bed in the small hotel, so tired that he didn't want to move a finger anymore.Kazuki sat next to him and was a little surprised when he finished talking about what happened tonight.

"I thought you would kill him when you got close to him," Yixi said, "After all, when you asked me for my address, you looked like you were going to kill him."

Osamu Dazai laughed twice when he heard the words: "For this kind of ghost, killing him directly is too cheap. He must understand the pain of those beautiful ladies before they die."

"You want to take revenge back?" Yixi asked.

"Do not."

Yixi was a little surprised: "Huh?"

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai did not reply immediately.

When he thought of the clumsy and exaggerated acting skills he saw through the other person's eyes at that time, he realized that the two of them were actually very similar.

They are all working hard to make themselves look like normal people.

Although he may be better than Tong Mo emotionally, it is no less difficult for Tong Mo to understand and feel the pain of those girls than to make Osamu Dazai give up his suicidal thoughts and want to live.

From the moment he saw the other party, he knew that this was almost impossible.

Instead of giving up the plan directly, it was just because——

"A little boring."

Yixi: "...huh?"

Osamu Dazai yawned: "Onimai Tsuji Muyou didn't convene the next closing meeting so soon, I always have to find something to pass the time."

Besides, to a certain extent, it is quite interesting to have a conversation with someone who is exactly like oneself, although it is disgusting.

When Yixi heard his words, she couldn't care less about whether the other party was really bored or not, and only repeated the words "last meeting" in her mind.

"You..." he said nervously, "How do you know it's not so fast?"

"Compared to winding up, the end of the string is not that important." Osamu Dazai said leisurely, "One or two died, with Onimiya Tsuji's character, I won't be in a hurry."

Yixi subconsciously retorted: "But Xia Xianlu's tiredness is still very important."

After a pause, he added: "Oh, it should have replaced the dead Wu Xianwu now."

"Well, if that's the case," Osamu Dazai thought for a while, "we have to pay attention to when this tired person dies."

Without waiting for Kazuki to ask, Osamu Dazai explained directly: "Because on the day of his death, Kimai Tsujimi will be furious, and maybe even if Kazuki is disbanded."

Kazuki was shocked.

Twelve Ghost Moons has never been said to be disbanded, if such a thing really happens...

It could only be that the ghost king completely wiped them out.

Cold sweat dripped down his back suddenly, Kazuki looked anxious, and wanted to ask Dazai how to save him, but when he moved his eyes to the other person's face, he saw Dazai jumping up from the bed like a carp!

"Ah, I remembered, there seemed to be a lot of beautiful ladies in Kagurazaka night!"

Then without giving Kazuki time to react, the other party rushed out of the room like a gust of wind and disappeared without a trace.

Yixi: "..."

I'm so exhausted!