Seeking the Law of Summoning in Taisho

The boy on the opposite side didn't look very old, and it seems to be younger than Dazai Osamu. He was wearing a hakama and lace-up leather boots from this era, and a black coat on the outside. He really didn't look very conspicuous.

but……

Osamu Dazai tilted his head: "Do I look like a blind man?"

No matter how inconspicuous he is, how can he not see such a big person standing here?

However, after saying this, the other party was even more surprised. He ate the last piece of rice cake in twos and twos, inserted the stick in the flower bed, and then moved closer to Dazai Osamu, as if he finally began to observe him seriously.

"Well... you..."

Osamu Dazai and him stared wide-eyed for a while, listened to each other squeeze toothpaste for a long time, and finally put together a complete sentence:

"Your state is very wrong."

The other party touched his chin, and the short black hair brushed against his fingertips, and a few strands were picked up by the wind, looking very soft.

"It looks like a person from this side, but if you feel it carefully, it seems that there is a breath from the other side..." He said, as if confirming his words, nodded, "It's really strange... "

Even in the face of this obviously stranger person than him, Osamu Dazai still remained expressionless, and even went a little off topic: "...Isn't it good to litter?"

The other party paused: "...Huh?"

Osamu Dazai pointed to the sign standing in the middle of the flower bed, and the boy on the opposite side followed his movements to look, and suddenly found that it said - no littering!Offenders will be fined!

The other party silently pulled out the stick again.

"Okay, can you tell me now, who are you?" Osamu Dazai asked with a polite smile.

"I'm--"

"...Master Yato."

The other party was about to answer, but was interrupted by a voice that suddenly appeared from the shadows.

The two looked along the voice, and saw a man——no, that shouldn't be considered a human anymore.

Half of his face was assimilated by birds, crow feathers covered his hair, and even his hands turned into claws. From a distance, he looked like a... birdman?

The boy on the opposite side looked even more surprised than hearing Osamu Dazai speak at this moment. He straightened up from the flower bed, looked at the man, and didn't speak for a while.

"I know you can cut through anything..."

"Ah, you are here~"

Osamu Dazai wanted to continue to eat melons next to him, but suddenly a familiar voice grabbed his attention.

When Osamu Dazai looked back, he saw Tong Mo walking over while waving at him.

"Who were you talking to just now, Kazuki-kun?"

Tong Mo's gaze swept over the two of them, but he didn't stop at all, as if he really didn't see it.

Dazai frowned slightly.

But soon he let go again, and said coldly and distantly: "Air. Is Master Tong Mo coming to try it too? A good medicine for autistic patients."

Tong Mo's footsteps paused, but his face remained unchanged, still smiling: "How can I be lonely here with Yixi-kun?"

In order to successfully play his role today, he deliberately changed into a suit, which added a touch of gentle scum to his usual cynical temperament - it would be better if he didn't grin his teeth.

"Oh, I'm obviously here to congratulate Kazuki-kun on becoming a leader," Tong Mo turned around beside Dazai Osamu, jumped up and sat on the edge of the flower bed behind him, "But Kazuki-kun doesn't seem happy to see me ah."

He randomly picked a flower with small buds from the flower bed behind, held it in his hand, pinched the flower branch and turned around, with a lonely look on his face.

Osamu Dazai laughed: "If Master Tong Mo also tries to have his head cut off by me once, I wonder if I will be so happy to see you again."

"Compared to congratulations," his smile faded, "I like it better."

After Tong Mo plucked the buds, he threw them back casually, and said with a smile, "Of course we will. After all, we are colleagues. Of course, we should treat colleagues warmly and friendly!"

Osamu Dazai stared at him for a while, and finally turned his head impatiently, "What's the matter, Master Tong Mo? I didn't see that you are always friendly to Master Ban Tiangou."

"Eh? Have you been discovered?" Although Tong Mo said so, there was no expression of surprise on his face, "I just think that the aura that came from your body at certain times made me feel very familiar, so familiar I can't help but think of someone all the time."

Osamu Dazai: "A person who hates you deeply?"

"No." Tong Mo smiled softly, "It's the one I love."

Osamu Dazai choked, and for the first time today showed a somewhat complicated look on his face, as if he was being bitten by a dog when he was teasing a dog.

"That's really..." Dazai Osamu sighed, "It's surprising."

"You think so too?" Tong Mo looked very happy, "I think so too. After she left, the 'ghost' life is really more difficult, every day is very boring."

Osamu Dazai glanced at him, hesitated to speak.

"Huh?" Tong Mo turned his head, "What does Yixi-kun want to say?"

Osamu Dazai: "It really is spring."

Tong Mo: "?"

With a light cough, Osamu Dazai went back to the topic just now, "So, what does this have to do with me?"

"Ah, I just want to ask," Tong Mo put one foot on the edge of the flower bed, with a lazy posture, "Did Yixi-kun find a beautiful young lady in the 'Runaway'?"

Dazai Osamu: "'The Fugitive' itself is very suitable for Master Tong Mo's requirements."

"No, no, it's not her." Tong Mo's feet touched the ground little by little, "Speaking of which, she is not beautiful, but the bandages wrapped around her body are very unique..."

Every time Tong Mo uttered a sentence, he turned his head a little in the direction of Osamu Dazai, until his last word was pronounced, and his gaze precisely landed on the bandage on Osamu Dazai's neck.

"Ah," Tong Mo said in surprise, "What a coincidence."

Osamu Dazai took it easy, "Maybe, beautiful people like to wear bandages."

Tong Mo: "Is this some kind of trend?"

Osamu Dazai: "Yes."

Tong Mo thought for a moment, as if he accepted the explanation, because he said that he would try it on himself when he went back.

"Miss Tongmo-sama," Osamu Dazai brought the topic back, "I only saw her a few times before the 'Runaway' entered the headquarters of the Ghost Slayer Squad. According to the 'Runaway', she was a ghost." A new member of the killing team, although she can't learn how to breathe and can't be a swordsman, but she has a very firm heart to kill ghosts, so even if she uses a musket, the leader of the ghost killing team allowed her to join."

"I've been at the headquarters for a long time these days, but I haven't seen her again. The doctor in the team mentioned in the chat that she seems to have disappeared just like Osamu Dazai."

He said the word "same" very emphatically, and Tong Mo understood his words in an instant.

He sighed: "What a pity."

Osamu Dazai glanced at his face, and when he saw the look of regret in the man's eyes, he slowly retracted it.

The flow of people on the street gradually decreased due to the deepening of the night, people left the dance hall intermittently, and after opening and closing the gate several times, they finally ushered in the "person" they were waiting for.

"I'm leaving, Yixi-jun." Tong Mo got up and walked across the street first.

Osamu Dazai glanced behind him, and found that the boy and Birdman had disappeared.

He looked back calmly, then looked at the back in front again, "Speaking of which, Master Tong Mo, don't you care about leaving your post without authorization?"

"No~" Tong Mo turned his head and grinned, "Master Wu Mi should only feel pure."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

You know it too.

He and Tong Moyuan returned to the entrance of the dance hall. At this time, there were not many people around. The lights in the dance hall were dimmed and the music stopped. It seemed that the door was about to close.

Oni Wu Tsuji Muyou walked out of the ballroom, but Dazai Osamu's first glance fell on the man behind him on the right.

Compared with Tong Mo's surly personality and Yi Wozuo's flamboyant hair color, Shang Xianyi's appearance is a bit too ordinary, not to say that his appearance is mediocre, but at first glance, he looks too human.

I don't know if the other party has guessed his thoughts, just when Dazai Osamu was thinking this way, Kamizuru's face began to change slowly, red flame-like lines spread from the forehead and chin, and two more appeared on the forehead and cheeks. One eye, six eyes stared at Osamu Dazai in unison, and for a moment, Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze.

The other party seemed to be exerting coercion on him with his eyes - coercion belonging to the superior.

It's really strange, in the first quarter moon, is there a ghost who cares so much about status?

"Mr. Miserable."

Yu Hu didn't know when he ran out from the alley, his body floated on the pot, and greeted Guiwu Tsuji Wumi enthusiastically, while the dog hid at the corner of the alley for a long time, trembling.

"Why are you still here?" Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan glanced at him, "Didn't I say you can leave?"

"That's right, but I remembered that there is one more thing I forgot to tell you." Yuhu took out another jade pot from behind and said with a smile, "My lord, I made this new one and gave it to you. "

This time Guiwu Tsuji looked more seriously, but before he took it, there was a movement at the open door of the dance hall behind him, and the boss came out from inside, as if he was about to close the door and leave.

But when his eyes touched a few "people" standing outside, he paused, and looked at Guiwu Tsuji with some surprise: "Ah, Miss Asada, you haven't left yet."

His gaze inadvertently shifted a little to the side, and the deformed ghost in the pot instantly came into view, followed by his eyes widening, and his entire face turned pale in an instant.

"Ah, ah..."

Just when he opened his mouth to shout, Shangxian Wu suddenly turned over the pot in his hand, and a strange-looking fish jumped out from the mouth of the pot, swallowing the owner of the dance hall in an instant.

Yuhu looked at Guiwu Tsuji Wumi solicitingly.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, this identity will no longer be necessary."

Hearing what he said, Yuhu smiled and let the fish retract into the pot, and the moment the fish returned to the pot, the twisted body of the boss emerged from the mouth of the pot like a flower gesture is inserted into the jug.

And he still maintained the terrified appearance before death, but he was already out of breath.

"Ah, Your Excellency Yuhu won't be hungry tonight." Tong Mo seemed genuinely happy for him.

"I've never been hungry, Master Tong Mo," Yuhu responded with a smile, "After all, I've never been picky about food."

But in an instant, his expression lost again, and he said with some regret: "This pot is dirty, it seems that there is no way to dedicate it to Lord Wu Mi."

Guiwu Tsuji Wumi didn't even give the boss a wink from the beginning to the end, and now he just looked at the pot under Shang Xianwu and said, "I think you use this one well."

The jade pot was a little surprised, he got back into the pot under his body until his body disappeared completely, and then got out of the pot where the corpse was in an instant.

The corpse was pushed out of the pot by him, twisted and fell to the ground.

And Shang Xianwu happily picked up the original pot and sent it to Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan.

"grown ups."

Guiwu Tsuji took it without misfortune, rubbed the pattern with his fingertips, and nodded for a while, "It can be sold for a good price."

Yuhu: "..."

Tong Mo: "...Pfft."

The author has something to say: the jade pot gave Tong Mo a pot, and Tong Mo used it for flower arrangement.

I gave Guiwu Tsuji Wucan a pot, and Wucan used it to sell money.

I gave Dazai a jug, and Dazai used it to throw it on the ground to play.

Dazai: Artwork?What artwork?Isn't jade ware just for falling?

Jade Pot · Fury