Seeking the Law of Summoning in Taisho

After bidding farewell to the proprietress, Osamu Dazai was about to leave Yoshiwara, and headed to the place mentioned in the handbook-Fujishiyama.

According to it, the Ghost Slayer Squad conducts a final selection every year, and those who can survive this selection can become members of the Ghost Slayer Squad, and the place where this event is held is Mt.

Killing ghosts aimlessly is not a good way, especially in the current situation where he may be targeted by Kiwu Tsuji, fighting alone is even worse.

Therefore, in order to complete the mission, even if you don't join the Ghost Slayer Squad, you should approach the Ghost Slayer Squad in this way, so as to obtain more favorable information.

But before leaving, Osamu Dazai also bought a cream cheese croquette and put it at the door of the house where Zhu Shi lived temporarily, and then quickly slipped away before being discovered by Yushiro.

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Leaving Yoshiwara, he walked all the way north. After a few days of walking, Osamu Dazai stopped at a roadside noodle stall in Itabashi, ready to take a rest.

After ordering soba noodles from the boss, Osamu Dazai sat on the seat, propped his chin, and stared boredly at the handbook spread out on the table.

"Mr. Hand Account, what you said is that you can summon companions, but you can only summon companions?" He pouted, "Otherwise, I really want Mr. Mori to experience the joy of being without money in the Taisho era!"

Without waiting for a response from the handbook, he shook his head again, overturning the idea, "Perhaps it would be more interesting to have Fitzgerald come over? After all, he likes money so much..."

Looking at the man with a smirk on his face, the accountant was speechless.

After a moment of silence, it slowly came up with a sentence: Theoretically speaking, Mr. Dazai accepted my commission, so anyone who belongs to your world can be summoned.

Before Osamu Dazai had time to be happy, he saw the above again and said: But before you came here, my world seemed to have been impacted by something, and some unknown changes have taken place. So, at present, I am not sure whether you All that is summoned can be fulfilled.

"..." Osamu Dazai blinked, "I feel like I've been deceived."

Pocket: Yes.

Osamu Dazai: "?"

Osamu Dazai: "Are you still 'huh'?! Hand account-kun, this is too much! If my summon fails while killing ghosts, the mission will fail!"

The top of his head was shrouded in a shadow. When Dazai looked up, he found that the owner of the ramen stand was looking at him with a terrified and complicated expression. explain:

Such a young man, why is he mentally ill?

It's not good to talk to anyone, talk to a pocketbook!

"..." Osamu Dazai seemed to be incomprehensible, still smiling brightly, "Thank you, boss!"

Raising his hand to take the cold noodle plate handed over by the other party, Osamu Dazai placed it on the table steadily, and at the same time, the handbook responded to his words:

If Dazai-san's summons are not excessive, I will do my best to fulfill most of them for you.

Osamu Dazai: "Not too much? What kind of summoning is too much?"

The hand account stopped for a while, and then replied with a useless answer: It's hard to say.

"..." After being speechless for the third time, Dazai Osamu picked up the pocketbook, "Anyway, the pocketbook-kun's paper won't decrease like Kunikida-kun's 'ideal', so let's try it out."

With a sound of "tearing", Osamu Dazai held the thin blank paper, rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "Damocles."

Account:?wait--

But before he had time to read his words, the moment the paper in his hand disappeared, Osamu Dazai's eyes went dark, and he passed out directly.

"……Recklessly……"

"I'm sorry to trouble you...he...childish..."

"...no...sin...in me..."

There were people whispering in the dark, but those voices were weak and indistinct. Osamu Dazai could only vaguely grasp a few words, but it was difficult to spell them into understandable information.

After an unknown amount of time, he struggled to move his eyelids, and then suddenly woke up.

It was still the roadside noodle stall in front of me, and there were not many people eating noodles in the afternoon, but the boss was busy even though he was cleaning behind the counter, and he didn't seem to notice that he passed out just now.

Picking up the chopsticks and taking a sip of the soba noodles, Osamu Dazai said regretfully, "Ah, it's cold, it looks like I've slept for a long time."

Handbook: ...you ordered cold buckwheat noodles!

Osamu Dazai: "...Oh."

Handbook: And look at the people you summoned beside you.

Osamu Dazai turned his head and looked at the other party as he said, and was shocked when he saw the other party!

Wow!This Damocles is so trendy!

A short-sleeved T-shirt with jeans, a head of red hair that looks very messy is dazzling, and what is even more attractive is the two strands of hair left on the man's forehead, which were blown by the wind and swayed casually, which made him look Like a lazy lion.

Dazai Osamu said those five words in a joke, but he didn't expect to be summoned by him.

but……

He touched his chin.

Can you wear jeans in the fourth century BC?

Although there was a lot of confusion, Osamu Dazai took the lead in saying, "Hello, Damocles-kun~" to show his friendliness.

The other party didn't seem to have reacted yet, with his hands in the pockets of his jeans, his eyelids slightly closed, and he looked very sleepy.

After hearing his words, she turned her head and her eyes slowly fell on him.

After a pause for a few seconds, the other party was puzzled: "... Fushimi?"

Osamu Dazai: "?"

"Ah, no." The man rubbed his exploding red hair, his voice was hoarse, but there was an inexplicable low-pitched sex appeal, "I'm not Damocles, my name is—"

"Zhou Fangzun."

Although there were some mistakes in the name, Osamu Dazai was very curious about this man, so he generously ordered a piece of soba noodles for him, and then asked about his original world while waiting.

According to Zhou Fangzun, there are seven kings in his world, and each king has different attributes and powers, but at the same time, this power will also be affected by the sword of Damocles hanging above his head. Restriction, once the power exceeds the limit, the sword will fall, destroying the kingship and destroying everything around.

Osamu Dazai picked up a piece of noodles, put it into the sauce cup and stirred it, "So, that's why I summoned 'Damocles' but called you out."

The king who is bound by the sword of Damocles can indeed be regarded as Damocles to some extent.

Zhou Fangzun also heard him say a lot about the summoning of the handbook just now. Although he still doesn't understand clearly enough, he has already roughly understood what Osamu Dazai did to make him appear here.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but glanced at the other party, and asked lazily, "Why did you summon 'Damocles'?"

"The account said that as long as my summoning is not too much, it can satisfy me, so I want to try the Greek mythology I have seen in the original world. After all, the characters in it can be regarded as 'friends' who have accompanied me." Osamu Dazai said.

Handbook: ... Isn't that too much to ask!

Osamu Dazai took a big mouthful of noodles, chewed and chewed with puffed cheeks, and took a long time to swallow. "In the fourth century BC, Damocles, as a courtier who loved to flatter the monarch, often said that it was a great fortune to be a monarch. One day, The monarch Dionysius proposed to exchange identities, and Damocles readily agreed. When he was enjoying the treatment that belonged to the monarch, he looked up and found the sharp sword hanging on the throne by the horsehair. From this, he understood that the monarch was not It was so good, so I gave up my original idea." "This myth means that when a person has as much power, he should also bear as much responsibility, but I am more inclined to—"

He rested his hands on the upright chopsticks and smiled, "When a person has something, he is doomed to lose something else."

The boss brought up another serving of soba noodles, Osamu Dazai signaled him with his eyes, Zhou Fangzun stretched out his hand from his pocket slowly, and took the plate of cold noodle.

Picking up the chopsticks, Zhou Fangzun asked, "So?"

Osamu Dazai smiled happily: "I just wanted to see what I would lose, but in the end, I lost precious time~"

In fact, more than time.

The handbook had reminded him that summoning his companions would consume energy, and what he lost at the same time was the energy that belonged to this body during this period.

But seeing that the other party didn't say anything, the account went silent.

Zhou Fangzun looked at the noodles on the cold noodle plate and the sauce in the cup, stood still for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and poured the cup over, the sauce splashed all over the piled buckwheat noodles.

Osamu Dazai poked his head over and asked curiously, "Would it taste better this way?"

"No, it's just," Zhou Fangzun was still looking listless, "Trouble."

Osamu Dazai said seriously: "However, if you eat this way, the soba noodles will not be completely stained with sauce, and the parts without sauce will make the soba noodles inactive, and it will not be able to exert its original sleep-promoting effect. After you No matter how sleepy I am, I can't sleep anymore!"

Zhou Fangzun's actions paused, but before Dazai Osamu laughed, the other party continued to eat noodles, and only said something to him that he didn't know if he understood: "Yes."

Osamu Dazai, who wanted to play tricks on the opponent, felt that he had met a strong enemy for the first time.

But this entanglement was soon replaced by other interests.

Seeing the other party finish the soba noodles in two or three mouthfuls, Osamu Dazai asked: "What kind of sword is the Damocles on your heads? I heard that it will appear when the royal power is activated. Will it also appear here?"

Zhou Fangzun shook his head.

I thought the other party would say something like "You can't use royal power here", but Osamu Dazai didn't expect Zhou Fangzun's next sentence to be:

"I am no longer the third king."

Osamu Dazai was stunned: "Huh?"

Zhou Fangzun slightly turned his head to look at him.

Different from his flamboyant and dazzling hair color, his eyes are peaceful and serene, like a calmness after many experiences.

Osamu Dazai is familiar with it.

Zhou Fangzun said: "Because, I am already dead."

Osamu Dazai was stunned.

It was as if a storm was blowing up in his heart, and the canoe he was riding in was wrapped in monstrous waves, bobbing and sinking in the wind and rain, unable to distinguish the direction and the way forward.

But he didn't show the slightest bit on his face, even his expression didn't change at all, as if this was just the most common news like "today is sunny".

"Although I don't know what the ability of the account is," Zhou Fangzun sighed, "but I thought this was from the other shore."

Osamu Dazai squeezed the chopsticks, and put them down after regaining consciousness, "You just said—"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden noise outside, mixed with the noise of splintering wood, which interrupted his words.

The two lifted the curtain of the noodle stall together and looked out.

Pedestrians who came and went stopped one after another and looked towards the noisy center——

The man punched and kicked the white-haired boy on the ground. Sawdust was scattered all over the place, and the wooden door on the side was cracked. Through the gap, several children were still looking out worriedly.

This seems to be - a scene of domestic violence?