Night Warriors in Yokohama

It was already late at night, and I really couldn't find Yato, so I finally found a dilapidated shrine. This shrine seemed to have lost its offerings, and even the statues of the gods were covered in dust and incomplete. You should be able to see them. Before coming out, the god who enshrined seemed to be a fox.

Yato picked up a few old newspapers, spread them under the eaves, and laid them down familiarly. When he had no place to live, he often went to the shrine of a certain god. As shabby as it is here.

When Yato was lying on the newspaper, he could see the red-haired young man next to him from one side of his face. He was sitting quietly on the steps, looking up at the moon, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Don't you have anything you want to ask me?" Yato turned over, pillowed his arm, and asked very curiously.

He had never seen such an artifact before, and he didn't seem to have any curiosity at all. Since its birth, he hasn't even asked a single question.

The red-haired young man silently raised his hand: "Yes."

Yato regained his energy in an instant: "Ask, ask! What do you want to know? Now I give you a chance to ask God~"

"Do you have a salary?" The red-haired young man's eyes were very pure and kind: "Suddenly I really want...to eat curry rice."

"Of course there are! But you are just starting now, and you may still have a relatively difficult life." Yato, who was originally full of energy, turned around silently. At this time, he shouldn't ask What exactly is an artifact, is he really a god, what will he do in the future, and so on? ?

Forget it, he has such an artifact now, so what if he dislikes it.

"I'm so sleepy, I'm going to bed first." Escaping is shameful but useful!

……

The first night in a strange world, it was quite peaceful, Yato woke up early, the money he saved before is useless in this world, everything has to start from scratch, now he only has five coins Yato must quickly find a new job to make ends meet.

First, he found a marker pen by rummaging through the trash can, and then began to scribble small advertisements around with his new artifact.

The whole noon was spent writing small advertisements. During the period, they passed by a store. The red-haired young man watched silently outside the door for a while. When he was dragged away by Yato, he still looked thoughtful. expression.

After a long time, he said: "I used to...seem to often go to a restaurant to eat curry rice."

Yato's little heart skipped a beat twice. The artifact cannot know what happened to him before he was alive. If he wants to explore the story of his life and remember his real name, then...

For the first time, Yetou's face, which has always been a little carefree, showed a serious expression: "Shouyin, don't explore, don't try to recall, it's for your own good."

The palm of the red-haired young man quietly landed on Yetou's head, and gently rubbed: "Don't worry about me."

"I'm not worried about you. Also, don't rub my hair." Yetou quickly broke free, always feeling that he was being treated as a child, but if you count his real age, the person in front of him After death, he can't compare to him, far from him.

Yato wanted to say something else, but it just so happened that he called at this time.

"Ah! I have a job! Let's go!" The moment he picked up the phone, the figures of the two disappeared in place.

The two of them worked so hard for a day. Although most of the work was cleaning the bathroom and unclogging the sewer, it was a good start.

Although those people will soon forget about Yato, this short-term fate is like a kite string, maintaining Yato, a kite that longs to exist in this world for a long time.

"Let's go here first today!" Yato stretched his waist, and then heard loud cooing sounds, one from his stomach, and the other from the stomach of the red-haired young man.

Yato's expression became solemn for a moment. Even gods and artifacts need to eat, but the money they earn in a day may not be enough to eat a meal of curry.

This is nothing more than a sad thing.

If it was in the original world, he could still find Xiaofu and Dahei for dinner, but now...

At this moment, Yato missed his friend extremely.

Yato, with an increasingly solemn expression, looked at the river not far away: "There should be fish in the river, right?"

"Keeper!"

Yato, holding the handle of the knife, was full of confidence when standing by the river. He should be able to catch a few fish, and then prevent himself and the artifact from starving to death by the river.

Yato squatted down by the river seriously, holding up the knife in his hand, trying to see if there were any fish in the water, but before the fish saw it, he first saw a person floating by, floating not far in front of him.

The man was face down, submerged in the river, looking like a floating corpse.

Hmm... Floating Corpse...

Floating corpse? ? !

Without even a moment's hesitation, Yato plunged headlong into the water, no matter whether he was dead or not, he was the one who had to be fished out first.

Fortunately, the current in the river is not too fast, Yato worked hard and fished the man out, he put the man on the ground, just wanted to check whether the man was dead or alive, and whether he could be saved, the man lying on the ground The person suddenly opened his eyes.

"Puff..." The man spit out a mouthful of water, stretched out his hand to smooth the bandage that was a bit messy because of being soaked, and his voice sounded a little aggrieved: "I thought I could die this time, disturbing people to commit suicide would be kicked by a bull."

"Suicide?" Yato, who was twisting his sleeves there, reacted surprisingly quickly. He grabbed the legs of the black-haired young man, exhausted all his strength, and threw him into the water again, and then said coolly: "Then I'm really sorry."

The artifact reappeared beside him with a somewhat tangled expression: "This way..."

"People who don't cherish life, let him die if he wants to die." Yato's eyes seemed to be burning with flames: "Obviously there are so many people... so many people want to live but... Even you..."

He muttered vaguely, but the red-haired young man didn't hear clearly, but felt that the people around him seemed a little sad.

Yato has always hated the kind of people who commit suicide at every turn and don't cherish their own lives, so they don't regret the action of throwing people down. Seeing that he is still so energetic after floating in the river for so long, he must return to the river. Will be very happy.

But that expression didn't last long, he took the hand of the red-haired young man, and said nonchalantly: "The fish in the polluted river should not taste good, let's go find something to eat elsewhere, after filling our stomachs , we will continue to work, earn money earlier, then you can eat curry and rice, and I can drink."

Thinking about being able to drink a glass of cold beer in the near future, Yato is still so excited.

The two ran hand in hand very fast, so naturally they didn't notice that the person who was thrown into the river was already sluggish.

He sank slowly, and seemed to see a shadow that would only appear in dreams through the sparkling river water.

Because of the river, even the voice sounds so unreal.

It's really like a dream.

The man opened his mouth to call out that person's name, but in the end only a string of small bubbles floated up.

Oda work!

It's Odasaku!

But he remembers very clearly, that person... that person has long been...

He looked like he was covered in blood, he held his hand tightly, looked at him with an inexplicable guilty look, and said, it's not as good as when he went to the side of the good people.

forever……

Never forget.

puff!

He struggled to get out of the water, but there were no shadows of the two people nearby, and for a moment he even suspected that he was just delusional.

If it is not an illusion, why does the person who has been dead for so long reappear, and if that person is really Odasaku, he will never leave him alone, and he will never leave leisurely as if he didn't know him!

Although he knew this very well, he still couldn't help but have a little bit of hope. For the first time, he actively climbed up from the river during the suicide process.

Trying to find that familiar figure.

"Dazai!"

A roar came from not far away. Kunikida Doppo was originally the kind of irritable and irritable temper, not to mention such a partner who suddenly disappeared during the investigation all day long. When he was found, he was not in the river. It is hanging on the tree, and it will appear in the hospital very rarely. At this time, it is often that his partner made something during the suicide process, and then met a kind person.

"No matter what excuse you have this time, don't even think about running away! Come back with me and work hard!"

Kunikida Doppo grabbed Dazai Osamu by the collar and shook him crazily, probably trying to shake the water out of his mind.

Rarely, Osamu Dazai didn't make jokes, nor did he intentionally tease him or make him angry, he was as quiet as if he didn't exist.

If you look at him carefully, you will find that his eyes, which are lazy all day long and occasionally feel extremely deep, like a bottomless well, seem a little empty for the first time, and even give people a sense of brokenness .

A large number of water droplets rolled down his black hair to the corners of his eyes and cheeks.

It looked like he was crying.

That delicate face looked a little pale at this moment, like a doll, even Kunikida Doppo couldn't help but relax the hand that was holding his neckline.

"I still have important things to do." Dazai Osamu gently opened Kunikida Doppo's palm, and staggered towards one direction.

Normally, Kunikida Doppo would have grabbed him by the collar and dragged him back, but today, looking at his back, he couldn't take a single step.

He even had such a feeling in his heart.

Don't stop Osamu Dazai, or...he will shatter.