[Comprehensive Wenhao] My God Lord insists that he is an individual

Ashiya Hanae, one of Kamami Akari's few friends.

Since the monster house was stolen, Hanae has never been in touch with her friend, no matter whether it is a phone call or an email, Shuri has not responded, even if she asked Abe Harisai, she only got a "wait" answer.

Hanae felt that Akari was in big trouble—he once wanted to go to Yokohama to find Akari, but Abe Harasai stopped him first.

"If you're really worried about that guy, you should stay still and not run around."

The blond man, who has always been taciturn and indifferent, looked at Ashiya Hana so worried that he couldn't sleep, his eyes were covered with blue dark circles, and it was rare to say a word,

"For that guy in God, if you don't participate in it, it will be the greatest help to his return."

Ashiya Hanae was taken aback.

Biggest help to come back?

What does it mean?Did Zhu Li go somewhere far away?

Although she didn't understand what Abe Harusai meant, Hanae still patiently waited quietly every day, keeping her mobile phone in the pocket where it was most accessible.

But until the stolen [Monster's Temple] came back, he still didn't wait for Zhu Li's call.

Another day in the Youkai Nunnery, Ashiya Hanae stared at her phone in frustration, as low as a stray dog ​​soaked in rain, "Abe-san, what can I do for Shuri? I miss him so much..."

"Then, wait in peace—"

Abe Harumai put down the letter of entrustment in his hand, remembering the meaningful reaction of the hidden Lord of Law when he specifically asked [Legislation] about it.

Abe Harusai looked at Hanae, and repeated the answer of [Legislative],

"Wait, and miss, your miss will show that guy the way home."

****

Iwanaga Mansion

Iwanaga Kotoko disappointedly put down the information sent by the monster, leaned on the sofa and sighed.

"Is there still no news from the Lord God?"

Boyfriend Kuro Sakuragawa put warm milk in front of Iwanaga, and justly exchanged the blonde legal loli's coffee.

Yanaga has not slept well for a long time.

Since contacting Yokohama, they haven't received any news from Juri, it's like——

It was as if the worrying black-haired boy had disappeared, and even the most well-informed, pleasing to the ears, just shook his head helplessly when asked.

"Juri that idiot—"

Yan Yongqin picked up the milk on the coffee table, drank it without looking at it, and then showed an expression disgusted by the milk.

"Really, what are you dawdling about, it makes people... worry..."

Yan Yong Qinzi's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally leaned on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

"It's really messed up..."

Kuro Sakuragawa squatted down, casually put the milk with tranquilizing agent back on the table, carefully laid the girl flat, and covered her with a blanket.

Then the black-haired young man sat cross-legged on the ground, whispering to his girlfriend's steady breathing,

"I really don't know which side is more anxious, those who are waiting or those who are being waited on."

*****

Yokohama, PortMafia

Zhong Yuanzhong also stood in the chief's office as usual, reporting the status of the mission.

"I see, you're doing well, Nakaya-kun. It's a rare vacation, so let's take a good rest next time."

Behind the valuable desk, the leader of PortMafia, Mori Ogai, watched with satisfaction the gravity user who was on vacation but was urgently recalled to complete the task, and joked with a smile,

"By the way, say hello to God-sama-kun for me. It's obviously a two-person trip, but it took so long for Chuya-kun."

The fingers of the red-haired young man behind him couldn't help trembling slightly, then he lowered his head respectfully, covering the momentary wavering on his face,

"No, you are exaggerating, chief."

Thinking it was just the shyness of young people, Mori Ogai didn't care about Nakahara and felt uncomfortable, and generously let go of his own gravity to live a two-person world with his lover.

Where did the world of two come from?

The red-haired youth hid his anxiety well, turned and left the chief's office.

Since the last war of gods, Nakahara thought he would face a messy Yokohama and a series of inquiries from Mori Ogai.

After all, the power Shuri showed at the end has exceeded human imagination.

Broken limbs are reborn, and the dead are brought back to life.

It is more coveted than Armed Detective Agency's "Please Don't Die", but the follow-up was beyond Chuya's expectations.

Except for him, everyone lost their memories of that tragic battle, including Mori Ogai, the leader of Hong Kong and Hei even thought that he had taken a long vacation and went to the other shore with Zhu Li to visit relatives.

The civilians who were teleported away, and the damaged street buildings in Yokohama all returned to normal, as if a pair of invisible hands erased the traces of the war of gods, and erased them in advance——

All parties covet the possibility of the black-haired boy.

Zhong Yuanzhong also remembered the inhuman electronic sound after the war——

[...Time and space cleaning...]

The only good thing is that Zhu Li's existence has not been erased.

Zhongyuanzhong also felt relieved after finding out these things.

He decided to pretend not to know, and followed the misunderstanding to hide it, but there was also an accident——

Zhong Yuanzhong unconsciously held down his chest pocket, where a small wooden box made of agarwood was carefully placed.

——It was given to him by Oda Sakunosuke of the Armed Detective Agency.

On a certain day when I don't know how many times I crossed off the calendar, the shrine hidden in the mountains of Yokohama ushered in its first guest.

When the door of the outer courtyard was knocked, Nakahara Nakaya was making soup with the recipe left by Zhu Li.

Every step is carefully marked, and the text is so neat that it is hard to imagine that it was written by that fool who loves to play tricks.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but chuckled in the empty kitchen, and then fell silent again.

The soup was bubbling in the pot, and there was a line of writing written on the carefully placed note next to the young man's hand——

[Even if it’s a social animal sauce, it’s a nutritious bento that can be prepared in 5 minutes. 】

"Who is a social animal, idiot Zhu Li, if you have the ability, you can do it in front of me..."

The red-haired young man closed the notebook angrily, and carefully put it back in the drawer.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Knock knock, the crisp sound echoed in the courtyard.

Zhongyuan Zhong was also taken aback, and rushed to the door almost immediately, and opened the door lock——

The person behind the door is not a black-haired boy.

Gravity slowly withdrew his hand holding the doorknob, and quietly put it back into his pocket.

The person who came was a gentle man with red-brown hair in a camel trench coat.

"Oda Sakunosuke, a member of the Armed Detective Agency, what do you want from me." Nakahara Chuya called out the name and identity of the person who came.

Knowing that the other party did not welcome him, Odasaku didn't talk nonsense, and directly took out an agarwood wooden box from his body and handed it to Chuya.

"This... I think it should be handed over to you."

"what is this?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows, and didn't go to pick up the box.

Oda Sakunosuke maintained the gesture of reaching out, and there was a hint of gratitude in his words,

"Shen Shangjun lent it to me seven years ago. It once saved the lives of me and my family. Now, I think it should be returned to the original owner."

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his head suddenly, his gaze was like a sharp sword.

Oda Sakunosuke's expression was calm, and he calmly looked at SIPG Black Gravity Envoy with almost ferocious eyes.

After a silent confrontation, the aura around the young man with red hair dissipated, and his voice was no longer the oppressive feeling when he lowered his voice.

"Since Zhu Li lent it to you, you can give it to him when he comes back."

"This... Intuition tells me that I should give it back to you."

The red-haired young man frowned, showing an expression that he couldn't explain, but insisted, "In short, that's it."

"..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the man with a natural face speechlessly, and finally took the wooden box.

It stands to reason that it was sent by someone from the opposing organization, but it was related to Zhu Li, so Zhongyuan Zhong also subconsciously took it with him.

The red-haired youth checked inside, and it was six golden body guards.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't think much about it until he encountered a suspicious shop today.

******

"Welcome—Your Majesty Rage God."

In the smoky and indoor room, the dimensional witch in a black dress looked at the secretly guarded Hong Kong·Black Gravity Envoy.

Hearing what the other party called him, Zhong Yuan narrowed his cobalt blue eyes dangerously, "Where is this? Who are you?"

The black-haired woman in front of her smiled. It was an indescribable smile. Different people saw different meanings in it.

"I am Yuko Ichihara, Dimensional Witch. This is a wish-fulfilling store—no matter what the wish is, as long as you pay an equal price, it will come true."

Dimensional Witch.

Nakahara looked at Yuko Ichihara blankly, and didn't show any surprise at what the other party said.

The two stood opposite each other for a long time, and when April [-]st, who was watching, thought time had stopped, Jun Xun found that this terrifying god opened his mouth, and slowly uttered,

"Anything is fine?"

Ichihara Yuko: "Then, Aragami-sama, please tell me your wish."

Nakahara Zhong also raised his eyes, and looked straight into the pupils of the Dimensional Witch through the room full of incense, "Don't you know my wish?"

"Oh, as expected of—"

Ichihara Yuko showed a look of nostalgia, as if looking at another person through the eyes.

This nostalgia is fleeting, and when Nakahara Chuya studied it seriously, the Dimensional Witch turned her head and told the high school student next to her,

"April [-]st, bring the black box off the shelf."

A small wooden box was pushed in front of Chuya Nakahara.

Zhong also looked at the wooden box with a twitch, and quickly recognized that the texture in front of him was exactly the same as the one he carried in his arms——

Apparently, the box containing the six amulets also came from this shop.

"Please—" Yuko Ichihara stretched out her palm and signaled.

Zhongyuan Zhong opened the wooden box and took a look, with a look of surprise on his face.

In the small wooden box, there is a bell lying quietly—it is one of the Kagura bells commonly used by Kagami Shuri.

"The price—"

The Dimensional Witch's slender fingers tapped lightly in the direction of Chuya, "Give me the amulet in your arms."

****

When Zhongyuan Zhongye rushed out of the door with the bell in his arms, Jun Xun, a migrant student on April [-]st, hesitated to speak, "Yuzisang, that bell—"

"That's the anchor point."

The Dimensional Witch lightly tapped the cigarette stick in her hand, and her satin-like black hair fell from her side shoulder due to her movements, covering the woman's red pupils.

"On April [-]st, human thoughts are amazing. Have you ever seen a river? At first, it was a drop, a foot, and a stream, but as the thoughts continued to gather, one day, it would follow the river like a river. The anchor point, flow to the side of the person who misses you."

What is that god thinking about?

****

Faster, faster—

Zhongyuan Zhong also stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the red sports car sped towards the shrine. After ignoring the signal lights, the red-haired youth finally stopped due to the traffic jam during rush hour.

"Damn it! Just at this time!"

Chuya Nakahara tapped the steering wheel anxiously with his fingers, but the convoy never moved.

The impatient young man simply unbuckled his seat belt, jumped out of the car window, and the dark red supernatural light lit up, and he flew towards his destination at high speed.

"Oh! Brother, look, the red shooting star!"

On the side of the road, Tanizaki Naomi excitedly turned to the sky.

"Eh? Wait—Naomi! Don't let go, the box, the box is about to drop!"

Tanizaki Junichiro, who was sadly holding a stack of large boxes, screamed, staggering and trying to keep his balance.

"Naomi—!"

On the rooftop of the Armed Detective Agency, a young man with kite eyes was lying on his back on the terrace. When he heard the wailing, he leisurely opened his right eye.

"Hmm, it seems that the slug has finally found it, it's really slow enough."

*******

Kojin Shrine

With a loud roar, a young man with brown hair descended from the sky, and the remaining power of gravity trampled on the divine way beside him.

The young man didn't care about these things, he kept his standing posture, and carefully opened his clenched fists——

A small bell is in his palm.

Nakahara Chuya's heart was beating wildly, he held his breath unconsciously, the expression on his face was gentler than Yuehui's,

- "Come back, Juri."

The sound of the wind slowed down, and tiny dots of spiritual power emerged around, at first it was just a tiny little bit, and slowly, as if leading the way,

The spiritual power from all directions converged towards the young man's palm, and finally condensed into a golden galaxy of spiritual power, winding and spreading, spreading to the distance, filling the entire shrine.

Qing Ling's Kagura bell rang in harmony.

The bell in Nakahara Chuya's palm floated up, and re-condensed as if going back in time, and a beautiful Kagura bell appeared in the light.

The young man let go, and a black-haired boy in Chihaya's head and a former sky crown, holding a Kagura bell, opened his eyes and appeared in front of him.

"..."

"..."

The black-haired boy looked at the red-haired young man, like a traveler who had lost his way for a long time, and finally found his own direction. With tears in his eyes, the young man traveled through a long time, and rushed towards the young man——

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his arms, and put the person into his arms and hugged him tightly.

"I'm back! Chuya-chan—"

The sun broke through the clouds and shone on the two people embracing each other, and the gentle wind carried the joyful voice of the youth to the boy's ears——

"Welcome home, Juri."

******

somewhere in yokohama

"Is that all right, Dazai?"

Edogawa gnawed at the candy in disorder, and the transparent marbles jingled in the empty wave soda bottle.

"The beast defeated the terrifying dragon and took back its beloved treasure—isn't this a good ending?"

The kite-eyed youth was leaning against the railing by the river, and the sea breeze blew his naturally curly hair up, revealing a youthful jade-like face and twinkling pupils.

The world's number one detective opened his eyes, emerald green pupils passed by, "Where's the book?"

Osamu Dazai smiled slightly, and lightly tore up the book in his hand, and scattered it into the wind, drifting away,

"Not anymore!"

Edogawa Ranpo laughed heartily when he saw it, "This is a good ending hahaha."

By the river, the two walked away slowly, and occasionally a sentence or two came from the front——

"Ah, after doing such a hard job, Oda's work is paid off, and that little man owes me a super-big favor, how can I use him~"

*****

This is a little story.

In the end and beginning of darkness, our only story that belongs to inhumans, no matter what happens after this, I am very happy to meet you.

——Central Plains Chuya

【End of text】

The author has something to say:

Ahhh, it's finally over! ! !

The story of Zhu Li and Chuya is over here. I am really grateful to the little angel who accompanied us all the way here

In the middle, I continued to A for many days, cough, I am really sorry

Here is a little easter egg

About Zhu Li's name, I thought about it for a long time

We asked ourselves, for Zhongya Zhongye

What does he need?

Is it a comrade in arms fighting side by side?The family who tolerated his inhuman identity?Or both?

From the point of view of the whole novel, Zhong Yuanzhong is even a writer who is connected with the three dimensions

has always been a tragic figure

he was always the one left behind

Huang Ba's vomiting experiment, the abandonment of the sheep, and the death of the first teammate after joining Hong Kong Black

Dazai's defection...

But it is precisely in such tragedies that Zhong Yuanzhong still retains the best quality of being a human being.

Enthusiasm, loyalty, trust

This is a man whose soul is shining

god, light

God on Akari, Roman sound, is KaminoAkari

— which translates to, "the light of the gods"

Then there is the god Juri

birth of the name

(Well, but this is also my generation's nonsense, it may not be right for Japanese grammar, please don't mind)

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Finally, there are a few extra chapters in the following

It is estimated that it will be some follow-up extra episodes of sugar-sprinkling daily episodes + extra episodes in the IF line