I swept Yokohama with a vest

Chuluye Zhizi ignored the pretentious voice of someone who shouldn't exist next to his ear: "Hey, Miss Tsuko, can't you hear me, or is she ignoring me on purpose?"Sure enough, you are deliberately ignoring me, so sad—”

Because Guiwu Tsujimu lowered his head silently, touched the back of her neck and chin lightly with the tip of his nose, arched his shoulders, and asked, "Tsuko, what are you thinking now?"

This question is really ambiguous, especially after he made such an offensive behavior, it is easy to think that when a certain activity is being carried out, the man proudly asks the woman how she feels, and even wants the woman to speak out.

But Ghost Dance Tsuji's original intention is definitely not this.

Chuluye Zhizi can sense the sense of danger. There seems to be an invisible thread between Oniwu Tsuji and her fragile neck. The other party is smelling the existence of this thread. If they are not satisfied with the reply they get, they will attack directly. , Bite off her neck.

So Chuluye Zhizi quickly adjusted his mood and entered the state of weak sick beauty.

The black-haired girl tilted her head slightly, exposing a large area of ​​her neck to the eyes of the people behind her with an attitude of silently letting others take it. She bit her pale lips lightly, and explained hesitantly: "...I It seems that you can see something... adults can't see."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head with great interest, and raised his eyebrows when the black-haired girl looked over.

Even a bystander can easily feel that Oni Wu Tsuji's interest has increased a lot.

The evil spirit raised his head, stared at the red lips bitten by the girl himself, and said slowly, "Something I can't see?"

I don't know if he raised his interest because of this topic, or because of the title.

Chu Luye Zhizi blindly guessed it was the latter.

She could feel that the other party gently embraced her waist, and her back was pressed against her cold body. The belt seemed to be a sluggish rose in full bloom, and it was loosened by a light touch. It was entangled obediently and docilely. On the gentleman's cold fingers, it naturally left the owner and continued to bloom on the ground.

The evil ghost's tone was very serious, as if he was dealing with official business, he asked probingly: "What is that?"

He took the black-haired girl into his arms and pinched her chin with his hand again, so the girl's original restrained sitting posture was forced to be disrupted. on the belt.Without the restraint of a belt, the pure white top was also slightly spread out, piled on the opponent's arm.

And this person was still in the least messy, well-dressed suit.

Hatsuluno Chiko: ...

She suspected that she was being harassed/sexually/harassed in the workplace, but she could only feel the other person's cold body without any substantive evidence.

"I think I can apply for spiritual compensation." Chulu Yezhizi whispered.

The system was a little surprised: [Huh?But you haven't applied before, why now...? ]

Whether it was the repeated explosions/explosions during the period of "Cherry" or the series of deaths during the period of "Retrograde", Chu Luye Zhizi accepted it as a matter of course, without any psychological shadow or unbearable until the time to apply for mental compensation.

"For chess pieces, eating and being eaten, and dying and being killed are all normal things." Chu Luye said calmly, "But sex/harassment/harassment/is not."

She was trapped in the embrace of the person behind her, like a lazily blooming rose, crushed wantonly.

"People who don't exist, wearing clothes similar to mine..." The bronze mirror in front of her can help her see her current situation clearly, and can also blur the ambiguous scene behind her and the sense of being watched.

"I can also see some unfamiliar scenes."

Osamu Dazai expected this, he suppressed the bright smile on his face, and looked away lazily.

Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou slowly raised his head, he glanced at the neck that was scratched with red marks and blood, and saw the wet eyelashes of the black-haired girl.

Do ghosts cry?

Most of them don't even have the memory of being human, so of course they don't shed tears, they are only full of greed. To them, human tears and screams are just the soundtrack to make ghosts eat more happily.

At most, when devouring relatives, I wonder why the corners of my eyes gush out, but this kind of doubt is certainly not as good as the eagerness and joy of eating.

Asama Tsuko is special, no matter how much Oni Mai Tsuji tries, she can't become a complete ghost, at most she has similar characteristics to ghosts, such as being afraid of sunlight and devouring humans can supplement nutrition and heal quickly.

She will not be reduced to ashes in the sun, but will be injured, and will experience intense burning and pain.

When I studied and experimented with the black-haired girl before, she was always like a taboo doll. Although she would frown in pain, she never shed tears, no matter how she was treated.

——Tears are like hard crystals in a person's heart. Once they flow out, it symbolizes that this person is no longer strong in front of you, but will be gentle and obedient.

He stretched out his hand interestedly, fiddled with the wet eyelashes of the black-haired girl, and did not forget to respond casually: "Ah, that is your memory, don't worry about it, you just need to care about me."

The amount of ghost blood in Tsuko Asama's body is already the maximum that her current physique can hold. It is normal to be able to recall human memories occasionally.

If her physique wasn't so weak, human memory, vampire art, and the position of the twelfth quarter moon could all be easily put into her arms, just like another fifth tired who was favored by Wu Mi.

"Okay." The black-haired girl responded obediently.

From this angle, Wu Mi couldn't see her expression clearly, but it could be heard that she responded in a submissive and respectful manner, and only blinked at the beginning, and then let him move without resistance.

This attitude pleased him.

Wu Mi's hand slid down, hooked the black-haired girl's chin, and said with satisfaction: "It's just dark now, so it's time to hurry. I'll clean up here, and I'll take you out to play."

Then he stood up neatly and walked out the door while smoothing out the wrinkles on his body that looked like a crushed rose.

Chu Luye Zhizi breathed a sigh of relief without any trace, on the surface he was still soft and weak.

After the figure of the other party disappeared completely, she raised her hand to push back the clothes on her shoulders, and at the same time, she inevitably fell into deep thought.

She said: "I always feel that something is wrong."

When it comes to the sexual relationship between men and women, it's a coincidence that Chu Luye Zhizi knows nine out of ten senses, in short, he doesn't know anything about it.

Mori Ogai loves children/girls very much, and the vest in "Cherry" is also a very cute girl/girl, but the love of the other party is not so much the love between men and women, but rather the desire to control and greed.

The young/female is just a symbolic meaning, what he loves is never the young/female... Of course the young/female is also very cute.

What's outrageous is that even if the other party once lay pitifully on the door of the bathroom and scratched the wall, and the other party's humanoid ability happily helped "Cherry" take a bath, there was no particularly strong relationship between men and women.

So Chuluye Zhizi has no experience.

She pondered for a while, and found that the system was as quiet as a chicken, so she tentatively said: "I think he is similar to Mori Ogai."

After finishing speaking, she paused.

The strange thing is that they are similar not only in their sickness, but also in their proficiency. Mori Ogai is proficient because he has been with children for a long time, and he is even proficient at being kicked.

But what about Ghost Mai Tsuji?

When being hugged by Wu Mi, Chuluye Zhizi always felt strange and awkward, except for the reason that he didn't like the other party's intentional touch, and the other party seemed to understand her very well.

Only if you have hugged a person thousands of times, will you touch every point of that person intuitively.

Also, when he touched his eyelashes, he was able to move recklessly without touching the eyeballs.

The system stammered: [Actually, the background of each vest is not automatically generated, but to extract the subconsciousness automatically emitted by the host to act independently. ]

For example, the "I am a cat" vest, the cat can proudly occupy a street and feel that it is accepting offerings from humans, which is also the subconscious of the host.

Only in this way, the shaped vest will not be so abrupt that other people find it abnormal, because it is originally a person.

Chu Luye Zhizi raised his eyebrows: "So?"

[And the timeline of this jump should have been when the vest of "No Longer Human" was still a witch. ] The system said, [but out of the basic setting of protecting the host, it was forced to jump to the current timeline. ]

The temporary jump was too hasty, so that many problems occurred, such as the system had to provide some information so that the host could not make mistakes.

To protect the host, the most important thing is to protect personal safety and mental safety.

Chuluye Zhizi fell into deep thought.

Combining the identity of Oni Wu Tsuji and the string of [Unable to Die] lines on the pages of "No Man in the World", it is easy to understand why the system was forced to jump.

She sighed and said, "Has the vest been swallowed in "Disqualification in the World"?"

A human who cannot become a ghost, the ghost king must be very interested, just like a toy that I liked a lot, when it is discovered that it has a bigger secret, it is a normal and necessary measure for the owner to disassemble and assemble it at will for research. .

Moreover, after becoming half-human, half-ghost, the vest will heal quickly, allowing ghosts to study with confidence.

Death once or twice is nothing, even if it is swallowed to death, Chu Luye Zhizi can suppress the negative mental influence and make the system jump in a hurry, it must be more than once or twice.

No wonder Oni Wu Tsuji was so familiar with this body.

The system gives an affirmative reply: [Yes. ]

It scanned the host again, and found that the host's emotional ups and downs were not as large as expected.

"Actually, that's not what I wanted to ask at first." Chuluye Zhizi said, she paused again, and asked subtly, "Did he just...didn't have an erection?"

system:[? ]

? ? ?what are you saying?Is it too much memory so the exception is accepted?

Recalling the scene of Onimai Tsuji standing up and smoothing out the wrinkles on his body again, Chuluye Zhizi confirmed: "He just didn't get an erection."

"Don't ghosts have this function? Wait, can creatures like the system do it?"

system:[……]

There was a sound of closing the door, and Chuluye Zhizi, who asked fatally, raised his head.

Osamu Dazai closed the door, then turned to look at the black-haired girl who looked up quietly.

His gaze paused on the black-haired girl's neck.

Fresh blood beads rolled out from the scratches on her neck, but its owner didn't notice it, as if he didn't feel what happened at this moment, and when he was touched, the other party's performance was very obvious.

...That means no pain?

Osamu Dazai guessed casually, considering that the person had been away for a while, but the black-haired girl was clutching her clothes blankly and lost in thought.

He brought up a friendly topic to bring in the relationship: "It's a pity, Miss Tsuko... May I recommend you a doctor? Oh, sorry, he should not be born yet."