Seeking the Law of Summoning in Taisho

This is impossible.

This was the first thought that crossed Dazai Osamu's mind.

This was the first option he eliminated when guessing the real identity of the handbook. How could it be true?

But the other side was standing there.

Inside the sand-colored coat was a striped shirt, and the brown pupils looked at him quietly through the short red hair, with a gentle expression.

The voice of the greeting still echoed in my ears, but the other party did not disappear, and even Yato, who was entrusted by him, still stood behind the other party, not looking at him like a madman.

This turned out to be true.

This is not a dream.

When he realized this, the brain that had been paralyzed by alcohol, or in other words, the parts that had been at a standstill started to work again in an instant.

The forgotten stomach fought for the sense of existence again, and the burning pain and the deep-seated ache surged up at the same time, and the result was——

Even more uncomfortable.

The moment the other party came towards him, Osamu Dazai backed away subconsciously.

Oda Sakunosuke's expression changed from calm to astonishment.

Osamu Dazai was still sitting on the ground, because he backed too much and knocked over the porridge on the tray.

The sticky rice porridge slowly flowed down the sloping bowl onto the wooden floor, the sound was very soft, but it was extraordinarily clear in the night when no one spoke.

"Dazai..."

Osamu Dazai didn't have time to reply, he stood up the moment the other party spoke, covered his mouth and rushed into the bathroom.

He heard the footsteps behind him, but he had no energy left to think about other things. The nausea and discomfort reached its peak the moment he ran to the sink, and he could only let himself move his stomach Spit out the contents.

But since he woke up, he didn't eat anything like death, and what he vomited at this moment was just the acid water in his stomach.

A generous hand fell on the back, patting it lightly like a cat. Osamu Dazai's tears from vomiting slipped from the corners of his eyes. He closed his eyes and fumbled to turn on the faucet.

After a while, until Osamu Dazai almost vomited out all the acidic water in his stomach, the disgusting feeling finally eased a little, and he cleaned himself up hastily with the water from the tap, his body finally reached the critical point, The whole person lost his strength and slid down from the sink.

But it didn't slide to the bottom - it was caught on the way.

"Dazai..." the man whispered from above, "Let me cook you some porridge."

Osamu Dazai looked up, and the other person's face came straight into his line of sight.

...It turned out to be exactly the same as in memory.

That's right, dead people probably won't change anymore.

Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze, looked at the water splashed on the floor, and complained: "Odasaku, you slapped people on the back in the wrong way, it doesn't work at all."

It should be more vigorous, it is best to shoot him directly to wake up.

"Is that so?" Oda Sakunosuke accepted the teaching humbly, "I'll learn it next time."

Dazai pursed his lips.

I don't know how to complain, but it's still that Oda work.

Oda Sakunosuke half-dragged and half-carried him back into the house, but before he entered, he heard faint conversations coming from inside.

"Did Yato-san do it on purpose?"

"What the client wants me to do, I can't refuse, can I?"

"That's right. That's why Mr. Dazai left us before, and the person who went to see him was Mr. Yato? What kind of god is Mr. Yato? Because I was sober for too short a time, I don't know much about the other shore or this shore. deep."

"It's just a little god... But since you know that guy left you behind on purpose, there's nothing wrong with following up with your ability, right? You shouldn't be deceived like this."

"I thought so too, but I didn't want to pry into Mr. Dazai's privacy, I was just worried about his safety, but Mr. Oda didn't think it was too—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

The two "gods" in the house looked at each other with Oda Sakunosuke and Dazai Osamu.

The lights in the room were turned on by someone, and at this time the state of the two parties could be seen clearly by the other party.

Dazai Osamu looked at the opposite side of Yato, and hesitantly said to Oda Sakunosuke: "Oda Saku, did you just feed me poisonous mushrooms? Why do I feel that there is a dwarf there? Just Snow White's friends, seven One of the dwarfs?"

"No." Even though Dazai Osamu put all his weight on Oda Sakunosuke, the person's standing posture was still stable, "Your current state is not suitable for eating that kind of food, you can drink it after I finish making porridge Let's talk about it later."

Osamu Dazai compromised: "Okay then."

Yato: "?"

Is this how the conversation is supposed to go?

The "dwarf" on the opposite side was very calm, and indicated with his eyes that he was used to it.

Then he stood up from the table—the reason why he stood on the table was because he was too small, if he stood on the ground like them, he might not be able to see—and nodded in the direction of Osamu Dazai, politely Genuinely: "Mr. Dazai, hello, I am the client of the Armed Detective Agency, you can call me——Aoi."

"Oh hello."

Oda Sakunosuke placed Dazai Osamu on the cushion, said "Let's talk first", then turned and walked out the door.

Yato wondered whether the reunion of human beings after a long absence is always so calm, but it is obvious that the current occasion is not suitable for him to ask this question, and similarly, it is not suitable for his existence.

So he prepared to say goodbye and leave with great insight, but when he said this, Osamu Dazai suddenly glanced at him.

The expression in that look was unclear, and Yato thought that this person had something to explain, but in the end the other party just smiled and sent him a sentence of "be careful on the road" and there was no further text.

Although Yato was confused, he climbed up the roof and left without asking any further questions.

The room finally quieted down, Dazai Osamu had the time to look at the other party seriously.

The client is really small, like a teacup cat, if you don't look carefully, maybe you can't even see the facial features clearly.The clothes on the opponent's body are a bit like the style of the Heian era. The hanging tassel crown on his head is almost twice as high as his original head, but this kind of hat is mostly made of black yarn, so it will not appear to press the wearer down. A situation where you can't hold your head up.

However, Osamu Dazai focused on another matter - this kind of fringe crown could only be worn by the court or ministers in that era, so that is to say, the identity of the client...

He bent down, was at eye level with the other party, and smiled slightly.

"Then, can you tell me what's going on—Kami-sama?"

Aoi looked a little surprised, he tilted his head, "Did you find out from my chat with Yato God just now?"

"Partly," Dazai Osamu said, "the other part is because, when I met Yato before, he said that I have the aura of a god on my body. People—Mr. Aoi, you."

"Don't call me sir. Although I have been a god for a long time, I rarely wake up. It may not be as good as a child. I can't be a 'sir'." Although he said, "I can't be". When he knelt down on the table again, his every move seemed to have reproduced the posture of the ancient nobles, upright and noble.

It's just that it looks a little strange because of its small size.

Osamu Dazai looked at him with his jaw propped up.

After sitting down, Aoi asked again: "Besides that, what else do you know?"

The matter has come to this point, neither of the two parties actually intend to hide anything, Dazai Osamu thought for a while, and said: "Are you a god in the Heian era?"

"Hey..." Aoi froze for a moment, but didn't comment.

Osamu Dazai didn't want to hear the answer, and he analyzed on his own: "The clothes on your body are similar to the illustrations about the Heian period I saw in history books, and you said that you have been a god for a long time, that is to say You were born very early. In addition, you have a relationship with the ghost king, Oni Wu Tsuji, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an enmity. Therefore, the most likely time for you to be born is when Oni Wu Tsuji is still a human being. around the time of the Heian period."

He subconsciously tapped his face with his chin resting hand: "Ubayashiki once told me that Kimai Tsujimumi is blood related to his family. And the Ubayashiki family has been the head of the Demon Slayer Squad for generations, so it must take a lot In this case, the financial support can continue to this day, which shows that this family could not be a commoner class in the Heian period. In other words, Kiwu Tsuji is largely of noble origin-just like your clothes.

"In the Heian period, anyone who had such a deep enmity with Onimai Tsuji, who was a nobleman, either belonged to the Ubayashiki family, or—"

"Either it belongs to the party that was eaten after being turned into a ghost by Onimai Tsuji Wuyou?" Aoi continued his words with a faint smile.

Osamu Dazai looked at his face, and after a while, slowly raised his brows and eyes: "No."

"You are neither."

Aoi was a little surprised: "Huh?"

Osamu Dazai sat upright by the table, crossed his fingers on the table, and said slowly: "In the story of Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi becoming a ghost and causing harm to the world, there is one person who's 'indispensible'."

"—the doctor who turned him into this monster."

Aoi's face changed obviously, and the calm expression was broken, guilt, remorse, regret and nostalgia were intertwined and covered it, which was extremely complicated.

He lowered his head as if he had nothing to say, but Osamu Dazai spoke again at this moment.

"But the doctor firmly believes that the blue Bianhua can cure Guiwu Tsuji Wumi's illness that cannot be exposed to sunlight. This is different from what you once told me."

——There is no such thing in this world.

——Even if he got it, it is impossible to realize his desire to overcome Sunshine.

Paradoxical, but not inexplicable.

"I once asked Yato how the gods were born. He told me—" Osamu Dazai said word by word, without any hesitation in his eyes, looking directly at the other party, "'It starts with desire and exists in faith '."

"So, you're not the doctor—"

"You were born in his wish after searching for nothing but the blue Bana flower."

The author has something to say: Oda Zuo: I was scared to death, I thought I hadn't seen him for a long time, and Dazai vomited ugly on me.

Dazai: Big!error!meeting!ah!

① Hanging crown: a crown hat worn by ancient Japanese civil servants.I compared the comics carefully, and found that the appearance is similar, so the lord's family is really powerful and rich (so is Wu Mi.

②About the material of the hanging tassel crown: In fact, no orz was found. Because it was derived from the Futou of the Tang Dynasty, the material may be similar. The Futou of the Tang Dynasty also has different styles due to different seasons. The main materials are black yarn, black silk, leather.Animal fur hats and more.

感谢在2020-08-1717:35:40~2020-08-1818:02:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 1 piece of Jueduangzhou;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!