[Psychic Detective Yakumo] One hundred ways to tease cats

Then he said, "...you witch."

"Just think it's me." I shrugged, "Do you want to continue listening? Although that guy has some character problems, there seems to be something else hidden about what he got into."

"Let's talk." After looking at me for a long time, Yakumo sighed and said.

Later, I thought that I should have read it wrong, so I went home.

But the next day, something strange happened.Bright red handprints appeared on the windshield of Tatsuya's car, as if a child's handprints were stained with blood.

Tatsuya was terrified when he saw it. He wanted to wash off the handprint, but no matter whether he washed it with detergent or brushed desperately with a brush, the traces on the glass could not be washed away.

And since then, he doesn't appear to have driven a car again.

I will briefly explain what happened.Yakumo crossed his arms and looked up at the ceiling silently.

"Are you listening?"

"Ah, I'm listening. But it's a bit confusing."

"confusion?"

"Yes, chaos, such as..."

Yakumo suddenly sat upright and pointed at me. Although he opened his mouth, he didn't continue, as if hesitating for something.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, it's useless to rely on speculation, and we have to go to the scene at this time..."

"Check it out with your own eyes," I continued.

"Yes."

"Can't we get there by walking?"

"Yeah." That's right.I know the way, but it's too much effort to walk.

"Do You have a Car?"

"I don't even have a driver's license."

"Don't be complacent."

"Smug...you..."

"Is there anyone I can ask for?"

"What about Tatsuya, please?"

"Then I'd rather go."

Yakumo stood up suddenly, put on the black coat hanging in the corner of the room, and prepared to leave.

"Can you find someone who can help?"

"Not without."

Yakumo opened the refrigerator, stopped the moment he took out the key, and suddenly turned to look at me.

"Before you leave, you promise me one thing."

At the same time, Yakumo held out his index finger in front of my eyes.

"what's up?"

"During this period, you must obey my orders, and I will ignore you if you act without authorization."

"Hi hi."

Yakumo quickly left his room and threw the key to me who was shouting behind me. I couldn't react to his sudden move for a while, and I lost my balance and caught the key with both hands.

"Lock the doors and windows."

"Hi hi."

I closed the doors and windows, and ran after Yakumo closely.

Have

I followed Yakumo to a temple about 15 minutes on foot from the university.

"Stand still in front of that door."

"Ah la?"

"No questions."

"Okay, okay." I walked to the doorpost, put my hands on my chest, and put on a look of "this should be okay".

Yakumo seemed very satisfied and left quickly.He walked through the courtyard covered with small gravels, came to the not-so-big temple hall, passed the corridor, and entered the porch that seemed to connect the hall and the inner room (Note 3).

Note 3: The original text is "Kuri", which refers to the kitchen of the temple or the living room of the abbot monk.

He didn't use the walkie-talkie, and he didn't say hello. It seemed that he had something to do with this temple, so he didn't want to explain anything to me.

But the weather is really cold, and I don't feel any special feeling when walking, but now I stand here alone, and I feel the cold wind strongly.

"...It's so cold." I couldn't help hugging my arms.

I don't like temples, because of that dream, I once disliked such things. Although this mentality has faded as I grew older, I still subconsciously dislike temples and shrines.

"Is it cold?" A deep and gentle voice sounded, and I looked up.In front of my eyes stood a middle-aged monk wearing a dark blue service uniform (Note 4) and straw sandals.

Note 4: Clothes worn by monks when they are engaged in labor.

"Huh?" I looked at his face and raised my eyebrows.

"What's wrong?"

"No, nothing."

I recalled Yakumo's unusual behavior, and perhaps this was the reason.

The left eye of the monk in front of me was dyed a deep red like Yakumo's.

"what are you doing here?"

"Yakumo wants me to wait here." I said frankly.

"I see, you are Yakumo's girlfriend? You are a rare treasure."

"A rare treasure?" I couldn't help laughing.

"No...I'm sorry. Because Yakumo brought his girlfriend here for the first time, I accidentally got too excited."

Could it be that...he is Yakumo's relative?

"Please... Excuse me, Master, do you know Yakumo?" I asked.

"I am Yakumo's father."

"what?"

"To be precise, I want to be his father, but he won't say anything. I'm his mother's brother, that is to say, his uncle."

Yakumo's uncle smiled wryly and scratched his shiny head.

"Let's not stand here and say, come and go in."

"But……"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, you just take Yakumo's words as wind on your ears, anyway, no matter what you do, he will definitely complain non-stop."

Under my uncle's urging, I entered the gatehouse hesitantly.

I went into the inner room, went to the living room, sat at the kotatsu table and waited for Yakumo. My uncle brought tea on a tray and sat down opposite me.

Observing Uncle again, you will find that he and Yakumo are somewhat similar, but it is difficult to explain their similarities in detail.If I have to say it, it should be the outline of the face.However, they exude a completely different aura.

"Sorry, everyone is out today, so I can't treat you well. It would be nice if I bought yokan."

"You don't have to worry about it."

"It must be cold for you to stand there alone?"

"Well, it's really cold."

"It's true." Uncle said with a smile on his face.

When he smiled, his eyes narrowed into a straight line, giving people a very gentle feeling.

"I am often said to be too straightforward, and I know this needs to be improved..."

"How could it be? Your frankness is the most precious thing. Someone will be saved because of your frankness."

"Really? I just keep hurting people."

"That's not the case, at least I know that one person was saved because of your words."

"Huh? Who is it?"

I have no idea what my uncle said about the "redeemed" people.

"Is it you who said Yakumo has beautiful eyes?"

I did say that when I saw Yakumo's red eyes for the first time, and Yakumo laughed at it, the first time he heard someone say that.

"Why would you know..."

Under my questioning, my uncle leaned forward.

"Don't tell me..."

"Uncle, please don't talk too much."

It was Yakumo who suddenly appeared. He stood at the entrance of the living room, staring at me who didn't follow his orders with reproachful eyes, but I ignored him and took a sip of tea.

"What are you still mushrooming, we're leaving." Yakumo ordered.

I ignored him even more.I am not a dog, even a dog would not listen to words like his.

"Why, Yakumo, don't bother us, I want to talk to your girlfriend more."

"She's not my girlfriend. She's just making trouble for me. I hope you don't make a mistake."

"Oh, you have a very close relationship, you really have a way."

"Uncle, please listen to what others say."

"If you are so outspoken and calm, be careful that you will be robbed of your love."

"Take it if you like."

"Don't tell me, I will do the same."

My soliloquy was heard word by word, and Yakumo cast a cold gaze on me.

"Yakumo, can't you be gentle with others?"

Uncle shook his head with a look of "I really can't do anything about you".

"Sorry, uncle, lend me the car."

"Going for a ride with your girlfriend?"

"It's so annoying!" Yakumo shouted angrily, and quickly left the living room.

I thought about what to do, but after all, as Yakumo said, I brought the trouble, and I couldn't stay out of it.I respectfully thanked my uncle before standing up from my seat.

"That's the way the kid is."

Just as I was about to walk out of the living room, my uncle said in a low voice, his voice felt melancholy and lonely.

"Yakumo can see many things that others can't see, that's why he closed his heart, fearing to build too deep relationship with others and choose to escape, so his emotional expression is also slightly distorted. Don't look at him like that , In fact, he is a very gentle child... Mmm... It seems that he is not convincing..."

"I see."

I smiled.I don't care about my uncle's feelings, because I also have the same idea.

"Your uncle's eyes...are fake."

The car was running on the road, I sighed and said.But Yakumo acted as if he hadn't heard of it. He was expressionless and silently held the steering wheel.I can only stare ahead.

There is no stereo or radio in the car, only the sound of the engine and the sound of the car racing against the cold wind.The two were silent, but miraculously, I didn't feel dull.

I was absently browsing the ordinary street scene when Yakumo suddenly spoke.

"Yes, he just wears red contact lenses."

"He wanted to bear the same pain as me. He deliberately turned his eyes red to bear the curious eyes of the world and experience the same pain and loneliness as me. He is such a person."

"Yeah..." I sighed, looked out the window and stopped talking.

Arriving near the tunnel, Yakumo drove the car