Seeking the Law of Summoning in Taisho

Zhu Shi's movements paused, but he quickly took out the injection from the medicine box beside him, and the needle reached the wound on Akutagawa Ryunosuke's abdomen.

"It should be related to Mr.

The needle penetrates into the flesh, and the medicine in the needle is slowly pushed into the patient's body.

"There is indeed a little connection~" Osamu Dazai looked at Zhu Shi with a meaningful expression in his eyes, "The person you are saving just now killed a ghost."

The temperature behind him plummeted, and the murderous aura almost turned into substance, like a sharp arrow hitting his back.

"Yushiro." Zhu Shi's tone was still very calm, with the gentleness of a doctor towards a patient, so that no one could feel bad for her no matter what.

She skillfully bandaged Akutagawa Ryunosuke's wound, lowered her eyes and asked softly, "Is sir a ghost hunter?"

"No."

Osamu Dazai's gaze stayed on Ryunosuke Akutagawa's face for a moment, and he was surprised to find that the other person's complexion improved a lot within this moment.

"Then why did you attack the ghost?"

Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze, put his chin on his cheek and smiled: "Of course it's because they want to eat me. Even if I always want to commit suicide, it should hurt to be eaten. This is contrary to my motto."

Yushiro withdrew his murderous intent just after Zhushi exited, and now he knelt beside Zhushi, looking at him strangely and disgustingly: "Do you need a motto for suicide?"

"That's right!" Dazai Zhizhi said confidently and confidently, "Even if you commit suicide, you should commit suicide in a clear and energetic way!"

Yushiro scoffed, "I'm sick."

"There are so many people in this world who want to live before it's too late, but you like to commit suicide." He said, he went to see Zhu Shi who was still busy, and said angrily, "Master Zhu Shi, I just say don't save this kind of person! It's easy to provoke There is no benefit to trouble! There are some abnormal people!"

Osamu Dazai lowered his head slightly, smiled silently, and did not respond to his words.

Zhu Shi tied the last knot of the bandage, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and turned to look at him: "Sir, his life is not in danger, but because of the toxin, it may take some time before he wakes up."

"Eh?" Dazai Osamu looked at her in surprise, "Miss Zhushi is simply a miracle doctor, thank you very much!"

Zhu Shi shook his head, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said to him: "Sir, you are a very smart person."

Osamu Dazai's expression remained unchanged.

"He is also a kind person." Zhu Shi continued, "Yushiro and I saw you take those girls to a safe place, so I am willing to let Yushiro open the door and treat your friends, even at the risk of being found out." risks of."

She didn't say what the risk was, and Osamu Dazai didn't ask, as if this question was already something the two of them knew.

Zhu Shi's voice was gentle, and the words he spoke slowly were like spring breeze: "Since you are not a ghost hunter, after you kill the ghost this time, you may be remembered by the ghost king and hunted down. Please be careful, sir."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head: "Ghost King?"

"Well, Ghost Dance Tsujimusan." Zhu Shi's face became serious, "He is the ancestor of ghosts, the first ghost who has survived for more than a thousand years, and has the ability to dominate and monitor other ghosts. This time, Yoshiwara's ghost is regarded as Mr. To kill with your friends, it’s okay if it’s a low-level ghost, but if it’s Twelve Ghost Moon, Kiwu Tsujimusan must be very angry, and will try to get rid of you and your friends.”

Osamu Dazai nodded his chin, and pondered: "Hmm... I seem to see 'winding' written in that ghost's eyes——'Lu'?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Shi was not doing well, but Yushiro's expression changed instantly. He jumped up from the cushion, grabbed Zhu Shi's arm and said anxiously: "It's winding! Master Zhu Shi! We Can't stay here any longer! Let's go!"

Osamu Dazai was leaning against the table, with the belt of the windbreaker wrapped in his hands, and his eyes scanned the two of them back and forth.

Zhu Shi was very calm. She patted Yushirou's hand and shook her head: "Even if you leave now, it won't help. Besides, it's daytime, and you can't leave if you want to."

Osamu Dazai shook the belt of the windbreaker in his hand, and asked curiously, "What does winding mean? Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Zhu Shi withdrew her hand and folded her hands on her lap. Under the bright light, she looked serious.

"Oni Wu Tsuji has twelve direct subordinates, all of whom are powerful oni, and they are called the Twelve Oni Moons. Among them, they are ranked according to the strength of their abilities, and they are the top and bottom," Zhu Shi looked at him, " And the Shangxian Lu that Mr. met is the ghost of Shangxian, and he is also an elite that Guiwu Tsuji trusts very much. At this time, he must have received the news of Shangxian Lu's death."

Dazai was silent.

I got some information about Twelve Ghost Moons from the handbook before, but the handbook didn't mention the ability of Oni Wu Tsuji to control and monitor other ghosts.

In this way, it seems to be a little troublesome to be found...

Seems to be speeding up.

Zhu Shi didn't know what he was thinking, but just continued to answer the question he asked just now.

"As for why we left in such a hurry," she paused, "Sir, knowing this will not do you any good."

The wording is polite and the tone is gentle, even if it is rejected, it will not make people unhappy.

Osamu Dazai spread his hands, and sighed pretentiously: "Since it's a beautiful woman's advice, I have no choice but to accept it—"

Before he finished speaking, the person who flashed to his side punched him in the chest!

Osamu Dazai: "Puff—cough cough!"

Yushiro looked fierce: "Don't be rude to Master Zhushi!"

Zhu Shi: "Yushirou..."

"Oh——" Osamu Dazai answered him with a long voice, and then rubbed his chest while the other party was frowning, and whispered, "Even if you like Miss Zhushi, you are too much for me, Yushiro Jun..."

Osamu Dazai kept his voice very low, barely moving his lips, to ensure that these words would not be heard by Zhu Shi who was sitting opposite.

And when this sentence was heard by the boy-like person beside him, Fang Fang blushed instantly, his body froze into a piece of wood, his eyes wandered, and he seemed to want to refute something, but his mouth seemed to be sealed , I haven't been able to spit out a word for a long time.

Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his mouth triumphantly and sinisterly.

Yushiro blushed even more—partly from embarrassment, and partly from his anger.

Turning his gaze back, Osamu Dazai stood up, took two steps forward, bent down again, raised Juse's hand, and gently kissed the back of the other's hand.

"Thank you so much, Miss Zhushi."

The fist wind came from behind, this time Dazai Osamu didn't give the opponent another chance, he quickly turned around to dodge, and in a blink of an eye he was at the door.

"I'll kill you!" Yushirou's entire face was covered by shadows, and an ominous black air radiated from his body.

Osamu Dazai rested his hand on the doorknob, turned around with a sly smile on his face.

"My name is Osamu Dazai." His speaking speed slowed down, his tone implied deep meaning, "Miss Zhushi, I think we will meet again."

After saying that, he pushed the door and walked out, but stopped after walking a few steps, then turned around and pointed to Ryunosuke Akutagawa lying on the tatami as if he remembered something.

"Oh, by the way, please don't worry about that person, he will leave tonight."

Yushiro: "How could you not care about it!"

Completely interrupt my relationship with Zhu Shi-sama, okay!

Compared to Yushiro's anger, although Zhu Shi was still calm, he was also a little surprised, probably because he had never seen such a person who left his partner casually in a strange place and then slipped away by himself.

But Osamu Dazai didn't say anything, smiled and waved to the two, then turned around and walked towards the sun.

It was as if he was sure that they would not chase them out.

Yushirou turned his head angrily, and looked at Ryunosuke Akutagawa: "Master Sushi, next time we don't care about this kind of people, let them poison to death!"

Zhu Shi looked at him in horror.

Yushiro changed his words instantly: "I'm just joking!"

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It's almost eight o'clock in the morning.

Generally speaking, Yoshihara has left the brief silence of the night at this time, and stepped into the hustle and bustle of a new day.

Although it was noisy today, what was more mixed in it was the moaning over this man-made disaster.

The ground and buildings were damaged, and more than half of Yoshiwara was stained with signs of fighting. It would take time and money to rebuild. It is no wonder that they would look at the scene around them and complain.

Osamu Dazai leaned against the shadowed corner of the wall, looking at the dust stained on the bandage on his wrist, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, he straightened up and wanted to leave, but when he turned around, he saw people in the alley.

The other party stood silently not far away, as if watching him for a long time.

Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "Is the lady boss arresting me to go back to work? In this situation, do you want me to tell them jokes?"

Hmm... It's a good way to make these people laugh and restore their confidence.

As he thought about it, the face of the proprietress was very serious: "You did it, right?"

Osamu Dazai withdrew his expression slightly, but still smiled and said, "What are the proprietresses talking about?"

"Fern Ji... isn't she a human?" The proprietress took two steps forward and hesitated, "You killed her."

Osamu Dazai put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the wall behind him again. He lowered his head slightly, his fluffy black hair covered his expression, and even the tone of his words became difficult to distinguish.

"I've already guessed, but I'm still so indulgent..."

The statement in a lower voice made it difficult to hear whether there was any condemnation in this sentence. The expression on the face of the proprietress was very complicated. She took two steps forward until she stood two steps away from Osamu Dazai. stopped.

"When I was young, the old lady in the teahouse told me that there was an oiran who was beautiful but had a very bad personality. Moreover, she had seen such an oiran no matter when she was young or middle-aged—" Ji' is her stage name, and whenever she finds something unpleasant, she will turn her head sideways and stare at others from bottom to top. So I guess, she is not human." The proprietress frowned and said slowly, "I ...For the sake of Kyogokuya's reputation, although I guess that Yuu's foot pumping may have something to do with her, but I...I can't help it."

Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and looked over, with a smile still on his face: "But what does that have to do with me? In the end, I'm just a gangster who owes you debts. If the lady boss wants to confide in her mind, should she find someone else?" Wrong person?"

"There's no need to pay back the debt, and this," the proprietress lifted the bag in her hand, "This is the gold coin that my husband gave me, please return it to him now."

Osamu Dazai was surprised: "Huh?"

Seeing that he didn't move, the proprietress directly stuffed the bag into his arms, "I know Fern Ji is a disaster, but I haven't been able to make up my mind..."

She sighed: "Now, I should thank Mr. Dazai for helping me solve this matter."

Osamu Dazai touched the cloth bag in his hand, felt the outline of the gold coin inside, was silent for a while, lowered his eyes and said softly: "But without the oiran, Kyogokuya should need this money even more."

The proprietress asked seriously: "After leaving here, does Mr. Dazai have any spare money for food and accommodation?"

Osamu Dazai put the money bag into his pocket in an instant, smiling cutely: "Thank you lady boss!"