Night Warriors in Yokohama

"People these days are really weird." Yetou couldn't help muttering all the way. He always hated people who committed suicide. After all, there are many people in this world who want to struggle to survive. When it disappears so much that there is not even a trace left, some people don't cherish their lives so much.

And judging by the man's appearance, he must be a recidivist suicide, because what he said before was "I thought I could die this time", which means that there were more attempted suicides last time.

Such a person who plays with life and doesn't respect life, just throwing it into the river seems to be cheap for him, and he should have kicked him down.

Ye Dou was full of anger, the grievances in his heart were written all over his face, and the red-haired young man happened to be the kind who couldn't comfort others. He followed behind Ye Dou, after thinking for an indeterminate amount of time, he said lazily: "Next Once... I'll throw it for you."

Yato was not in a good mood at first, but he returned to normal in an instant. He grabbed the red-haired young man's neck and said, "Haha, there will be no next time."

His eyes reflected the face of the red-haired youth, it would be best not to meet that person again.

"Ah! I'm starving to death! Let's go! Go eat!"

In the end, they didn't realize their dream of curry beer. Thanks to the kind store manager, they ate pawns and hadn't sold them before closing time, so they were distributed to the homeless nearby.

"Ah... there should be a can of beer at a time like this." Ye Dou leaned against the corner of the wall with his legs crossed, looking up at the deepening night as if dreaming: "I must... have my own shrine. "

The red-haired young man on one side seemed not to hear clearly, and tilted his head, but he didn't say anything in the end. He was probably a stupid person when he was alive, and he became an artifact after death. Without the memory of his life, his mouth became even more stupid.

If you can't speak, it's probably better not to speak.

"Ha! A lot of cardboard boxes!" Yato suddenly climbed up cheerfully, and dragged a few cardboard boxes out from the trash can in the corner: "It's still a bit cold at night, so there is a cardboard box for shelter from the wind."

"Hey!" He put the two cardboard boxes side by side, said contentedly with his hips crossed: "I said it before, I will give you a place to return to, this is just the beginning, and we will definitely have one in the future." A huge shrine, when I am admired by all people, I will definitely put you by my side."

"How about holding it in your hand?"

"Also!"

……

The thin cardboard box was covered with two newspapers, and the slightly cool wind at night was finally blocked outside. The red-haired young man did not fall asleep for a long time, he was always thinking about the person he met during the day.

He lost all his memories of his life, but he still seemed to have a trace of instinct. The moment he saw that person, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Like guilt, but also some sadness, more... wanting to reach out to him.

That kind of emotion is not serious or complicated, but it has been lingering in his heart shallowly, poking it from time to time, so that he can't completely forget it.

The cardboard box is big enough, but when an adult is curled up in it, it still looks a bit cramped. Human beings, after losing all their memories, will inevitably panic and feel insecure.

Just like a duckweed, because it has no roots, it can be easily pushed by water to go anywhere that duckweed doesn't know.

Being pushed to an unknown place, and unable to accept the blankness of oneself, no matter how big a heart is, it is inevitable that some bad emotions will arise.

However, before the red-haired youth's emotions were fully brewed, someone lifted the newspaper above his head, and Yato's face appeared directly above the red-haired youth.

He yawned, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be a little steamy because of sleepiness: "You, you are really a very strange person. When you ask questions, you always ask questions that are not on the point. Now Another person is here thinking nonsense, can you really cheer up and work tomorrow with this state of mind?"

Red-haired youth: "Sorry."

"Tsk." Yato handed him a piece of paper: "Cheer up! We can eat tomorrow after work!"

The red-haired young man looked down and saw that it was a discount coupon for a western restaurant.

"I found it in the trash can. If the discount is so high, if we work harder tomorrow, it should be enough for a meal of curry." Yato yawned again: "Just work hard for me after eating." ! If this continues, when will we save enough money to buy land and build a shrine!"

"Good night!" Yato ran very fast, quickly covered the newspaper, and the inside of the cardboard box was once again plunged into darkness, with only faint starlight revealed in the cracks.

But the turmoil in the most secret place of his heart disappeared in an instant.

The next day, the sun rose as usual, and it was still early when the red-haired young man opened his eyes, but there were already social animals walking on the way to work one after another.

He stretched his waist to relax his sleepy body, and then turned his head to see that Yetou was lying on the ground, and his saliva was about to come out. His lower body and half of his body were still in the cardboard box. The still-good carton is now completely down on the floor, with a bit of a tear at the edge.

I really don't know whether it's because Yatou sleeps badly or the carton is too narrow.

Maybe it's both, who knows.

By the time Yato also got up, the red youth had already come back from a lap. Yato soon cheered up and raised his hands high: "Fight for beer!"

The red-haired young man thought for a while, and then raised his hand: "Strive for curry..."

The duo started a new day of struggle in such a aggressive manner.

Halfway through, the red-haired young man got a temporary job because he helped a woman with a child. He helped the woman's husband deliver food, and earned a living allowance for a short time.

The impoverished duo finally had a little more money.

They were finally able to find a western restaurant in a fair manner and order the dinner they wanted. When Yato was sitting there thinking about what to order, the red-haired young man had already made a request to the waiter with sparkling eyes: "I want a meal." A curry, please make it more spicy."

Yato immediately became interested in the spicy curry he ordered, and when the food was ready and served, he didn't care about the portion he ordered, but quietly stretched his head over, and before he got close, he It smells acrid.

Although you can tell by smelling it that the spiciness of this curry is unusual, Yato is still eager to try it. The red-haired young man probably noticed it, and said proactively: "Would you like to try it?"

"Then let's try it!" Yato picked up the spoon enthusiastically, and after a few seconds, he fell into a sluggish state. His expression was calm, but he might have been stunned. After a long, long time, tears burst out It shot out at once.

Ye Dou, who was in pain, said hoarsely: "You look like this, no young lady wants to marry you!"

Who would want to follow an uncle to eat super spicy curry all day long!

No one wants to!

Unless he waits for a girl who likes to eat super-spicy curry, otherwise...he will just wait for his lonely life.

The red-haired young man looked innocent, lowered his head and ate two bites, and after a while his expression became a little regretful: "I always feel that it's not as... delicious as I imagined."

"Of course! How can it be delicious if it's so spicy!" Yato poured a lot of water, but the spicy feeling didn't ease much, so he ordered a bottle of milk as a last resort.

Families that were not well-to-do were made worse by this.

However, the ability of milk to relieve spicy food is indeed much better. After drinking a bottle of milk, Yetou finally felt alive.

He was lying on the table, his voice was still a little hoarse: "In a sense, people like you are really scary!"

"Although it's not as delicious as I imagined, but the taste is not bad." The red-haired young man ate spoonful after spoonful of curry rice, and asked Yato with concern: "Do you want another bottle of milk?"

"No." Yetou lowered his head and took two mouthfuls of his own rice, and then let out a long breath: "I want to save some money, and bring two cans of beer home later."

"Life is incomplete without beer and snacks!"

They quickly finished their lunch, and then they were busy all afternoon. When they were free and no one called, the red-haired young man took the initiative to buy a few cans of beer and brought them back in a bag.

They had no fixed place to live, and at the beginning they would choose dilapidated shrines. Later, Yato discovered that nights in this world did not encounter time changes, and gradually became more casual.

Streets and alleys, parks and squares, any free place, where you can stay, can be used for temporary rest.

Although this seems very downcast, the two of them seem to be quite at ease.

Especially tonight, Yato had drunk beer for a long time, and he was limp and happy, leaning on the steps and sighing: "Ah... Sure enough, after a busy day, being able to drink a can of ice cold beer is simply amazing. So cool..."

"Shouyin, would you like a can?" He threw a can to the red-haired youth, squinting his eyes and said, "Beer, snacks, and pachinko are the greatest inventions of mankind."

He took the initiative to raise the jar in his hand: "Cheers! Tomorrow will be better!"

Under the setting sun, Osamu Dazai, after his mind had cooled down and became sober, contacted Hanakou while stepping into the land of sex.

To find someone here in Yokohama, apart from asking for help from a hacker like Tayama Hanabou, the other most convenient channel is .

Especially in a special area like Yokohama, it might not be useful to take the official route. He hasn't been so eager to find someone for a long time.

But at the same time of eagerness, there is also a feeling similar to that of being close to home.

just in case……

Is it another mirror image?