Night Warriors in Yokohama

How do you say something?It seems inappropriate to save people to the end, send Buddha to the west, and give up halfway. Yato can only let Atsushi Nakajima stay here temporarily with tears in his eyes.

But just thinking of Nakajima Atsushi's appetite, Yato's little heart trembled.

He had spent some money for some well-known reasons before, and his small deposit was wiped out in an instant. After working hard for the past two days, he finally saved some money, but that money was used to support a Nakajima Dun is totally not enough, right?

Atsushi Nakajima probably also deeply knew that being able to eat is a burden, so when Yato was confused, he stepped forward cautiously: "The detective agency knew about my situation, so they paid a little in advance. Pay me..."

Atsushi Nakajima quickly handed over the salary he had received in advance. Although he said that Ye Dou was stubborn and soft-hearted, and that he didn't want to control him, he honestly gave him food, helped him find a job, and finally took him in again.

But he can't just squander other people's kindness like this, he really just lives and eats for nothing.

Therefore, as soon as Atsushi Nakajima received the advance salary from the detective agency, he quickly handed it over to Yato, and began to imagine that he could also eat hot chazuke tonight.

As a result, Hengkong stretched out a hand to seize love... No, he took the money with his hands, and Yeto, who was about to receive the money, turned his head silently, and then saw the red-haired young man saying solemnly: "Anyway. Usually, I come to buy vegetables, and I save money, so let me take care of the bills.”

He said this, probably intending to give Yato a little face, but in his left eye was written 'can't let you use it to beat pachinko', and in his right eye said 'can't let you use it to buy messy things' .

Yato: QAQ

Probably knowing that he no longer has any reputation with the red-haired youth, although Yato was aggrieved, he honestly withdrew his hand and muttered in a low voice: "You can take care of it, I will take care of it. I didn't say no..."

Then Yato reluctantly saw that the money was collected, and the red-haired young man's attitude towards Atsushi Nakajima was as gentle as ever: "Is there anything you want to eat tonight?"

"Ochazuke!"

Every time Atsushi Nakajima mentions ochazuke, there will be lights in his eyes, twinkling like little stars.

"Ochazuke...it's delicious, can I have ochazuke tonight?"

Yato wailed suddenly: "You ate six or seven bowls of ochazuke last time, didn't you get tired of it? You finally made money, why don't we eat something delicious? Why still ochazuke!"

"But... but the ochazuke is really delicious." Atsushi Nakajima whispered, "I ate it once when I was in the orphanage... there was leftover chicken from the previous meal in it, full of it. A bowl of...it was hot. When I ate it, it started from the stomach, and the whole person became warm... There was also seaweed in it. I was not willing to finish it at the beginning, but put it at the end, mixed with hot Soup……"

"Don't say it, don't say it..." Yetou covered his face, probably because he was so pitiful, and he really couldn't bear to listen.

Although Yato has always been in a state of poverty, he has not yet become as miserable as Atsushi Nakajima. After all, he is an adult god, and no matter how miserable he is, he can still earn a living.

And Atsushi Nakajima... As an orphan living in an orphanage, whether he can eat enough depends on his luck. It is already very good to be able to grow up to this size safely, and he wants to eat well and dress well?

What a sweet dream.

Yato stretched out his hand weakly: "Then let's have tea and rice tonight..."

The red-haired young man smiled gratifiedly. Obviously, he also supported Atsushi Nakajima, after all, Atsushi Nakajima earned the money.

"I'll bring you a beer."

Atsushi Nakajima immediately said: "Do you have anything else you want to eat? You don't have to accommodate me all, I will work hard in the detective agency! I heard from the seniors of the detective agency that the salary of the detective agency is not bad... "

A place like the Armed Detective Agency, in terms of salary alone, is definitely not as profitable as a mafia like the port mafia. After all, there is a saying that all ways to make money are written in the criminal law.

But compared to ordinary people, it is already considered high.

Yato just wanted to say hello happily, and then he saw the red-haired young man shaking his head: "That's the money you earned, how can you spend it on us, I will save it for you, you always have to save it Money, see if I can buy a house, so that when I meet a girl I like in the future, I will have the confidence to confess."

As soon as this was mentioned, Atsushi Nakajima blushed instantly, and waved his hands in the air indiscriminately: "I... I didn't think so much... First... let everyone use it first, Yato and Mr. Morine helped me A lot, I also want to give back to you..."

"No matter what happens to Yato, he won't be reduced to being raised by a minor." The red-haired young man said gently, "You have to live your own life first, and then think about others."

Actually, I don't mind being raised by minors...

Yato couldn't say this in the end, probably because he still wanted some face.

In the end, he could only say: "Yes."

In short, Atsushi Nakajima lived here temporarily, and Yato quickly adapted to the lives of the three of them, mainly because Atsushi Nakajima is really a hardworking person, probably because of the birth of the orphanage. Atsushi Nakajima not only has a weak personality and low self-esteem, but also likes to deny himself.

He is always going to do more so that those around him need him.

It seems that as long as he is needed, he can feel a little more at ease, and won't be full of thoughts of being abandoned.

The red-haired young man is also a very diligent person. He does things slowly, but he seems to know a little bit about everything. The two of them basically do the housework, so Yato has some leisure time.

Except commissioning, he doesn't need to do anything else. I didn't want to raise a big cat at first, but now I find that big cat is hardworking and can make money on his own. Yato is really sweet.

Yato's little life has become nourished like this, but recently, he always feels that someone is secretly watching him and the red-haired youth.

However, because they can transfer instantly after receiving the entrustment, this kind of spying is intermittent.

This feeling was not very good. Yato wanted to explore it, but was defeated by laziness. Until the next day, they received the commission from the same person to deliver the goods to the dock.

It is rare to receive a second commission from the same person, and Yato is still a little bit happy. He likes to be remembered, and the more people can remember him, the better.

This is also the reason why Yato was not willing to leave Yokohama immediately, not only because he would have no place to live if he left here for the time being, after all, Yato had been wandering for too long, and he didn't care if he had a place to live, the worst would be to find a shrine or something A place to sleep by the door.

The carton is also fine.

One of the reasons why he didn't say it was actually...for the first time...so many people remembered him, were willing to bond with him, and didn't show any sign of forgetting him for a while, and even became friends with him.

Yato is really reluctant to leave...

So after receiving the entrustment, he took the box to the port, and said to the red-haired young man as he walked, "I feel that he has a unique talent, and he can actually remember the two of us..."

"More people will remember you in the future."

"Of course, I made an oath. To become a god with a flourishing incense, letting more people remember it is only the first step!"

The two walked towards the port while chatting, and as soon as they got near the port, Yato realized something was wrong.

It smells like blood.

Moreover, the smell of fresh blood was extremely strong, even the salty sea breeze couldn't cover up the strong rust smell.

Instinctively, Yato turned his little friend into a sword, and then grasped it, and then slowly approached the ship.

It was a small boat, docked in a remote corner, and there were a few people around to meet it when it came last time, but this time no one saw it.

Yato approached carefully, and then stepped on the wet, slippery, viscous liquid. Looking down, Otan's blood was spreading unscrupulously on the ground, and it seemed that it all flowed from the boat.

Holding the knife in one hand, he first put the box on the ground, and then lifted the black cloth covering the deck with the other hand.

There were all corpses under the black cloth, scattered all over the floor.

The moment he saw the corpse, Yato felt chills on the back of his neck, he jumped up and landed lightly on the bow of the boat, it turned out that he was surrounded at some point.

All around are people wearing black clothes and holding weapons. The girl in black who tried to assassinate Yatou failed silently retreated to her companion. She was wearing a half mask, and she didn't seem to like talking very much. A young man who doesn't look very old.

With short hair and a Band-Aid on his nose, he looked at Yato slyly: "Hey, are you the one who has been secretly smuggling drugs on the territory of the port mafia all this time? You are very brave, you know the last one who did this Where is the person... now?"

"What drug smuggling?" Although Yato realized that the person he entrusted might be doing something bad, he didn't expect to smuggle drugs on the territory of the port Mafia.

He frowned, feeling a little unhappy. Of course, this unhappiness was not because he discovered the client's smuggling, but because he was entangled by the people from Mafia at the port.

"I just made a commission, don't come to me."

Ye Dou clicked his tongue, and then said, "Go catch the people behind the scenes."

But obviously they didn't want to reason with Yato, they rolled up their sleeves and prepared to arrest people.

"Leave what you have to say in the interrogation room. I'm only responsible for bringing you back to the interrogation room."

Yato didn't want to fight with them, but obviously he couldn't get away without fighting. He sighed and felt that the people opposite him were too young.

He didn't want to fight, not because he couldn't fight, but because he was afraid that they would all be disabled, and when the time came to beat the younger ones and the older ones, wait, isn't that good?

Yato suddenly remembered that he had a dream.

Beat Mori Ogai.