In Shimokutagawa, the name is...

Akutagawa opened his eyes, and what he saw was the empty ceiling.He supported himself to sit up, and there were bursts of piercing pain in his calf.

He looked around, it was a very simple and empty hotel, except for a bed and an old TV set on the TV cabinet, there was no air conditioner.The floor was a faded brown, mottled brown and white, Akutagawa blinked slowly.

It seems that he has finally left that too quiet and peaceful Paris, and he doesn't have to face the piano score that is comparable to the devil training made by Mr. Dazai before.Yin from that world recognized his identity at a glance, and easily accepted the fact that he came from another world.And what tormented him in the next few days was the various etiquettes of the French upper class, basic French and the piano.

You must know that he has never had anything to do with music, but under the eyes of his sister in another world who said "I have been waiting for a long time to play with my brother", he had to sacrifice his sleep time to practice his piano skills as much as possible. I can't reach the level of my own in that world, but I can barely pass the test with 'poor condition', but who knows that the day before the upcoming performance, the world has changed again.

Akutagawa raised his eyes to look at the scenery outside, and was stunned for a second. This was clearly the scene of Yokohama he was most familiar with, but it was not the Yokohama he knew. There seemed to be some subtle deviation.

The door opened quietly, and Akutagawa immediately looked over with vigilant and sharp eyes. He subconsciously wanted to activate Rashomon, but failed.

"Those insects are haunted! (Those insects are haunted)" The boy in a black-red jacket and ripped jeans opened the door and walked in, frowning and speaking a series of English words: "We should have gotten rid of the insects in America. How is your injury? (We should clean it up in America. What happened to your injury?)" "Human tiger?!" A trace of disbelief flashed in Akutagawa's eyes, and a few strands of dyed red hair on the forehead of the young man in front of him swept across his eyebrows, and Most of his hair was dyed black, and there was an obsidian stud in his ear, and he wore sneakers, giving off a strong non-mainstream aura.

The other party frowned at the moment when he spoke Japanese, and pulled out the Bo/Letta pistol/gun from his waist with lightning speed and aimed it between his eyebrows.

"Say, who are you? What is the purpose of impersonating Akutagawa? Was it sent by that damned old man?!" A trace of anger flashed in the boy's eyes, "Don't think you can fool me by doing this, that guy raised a finger I knew whether he was going to shoot or flirt."

"Dare to impersonate that guy, I will send you to see God in the next second!"

Akutagawa realized that his situation was really bad, because the opponent's gun was on his forehead, and his Rashomon didn't seem to exist in this world, but he didn't have any weapons around him that could be used to resist.

"I'll give you an explanation in three seconds, three, two, one." One second before the other party was about to pull the trigger, Akutagawa had no choice but to say to Atsushi Nakajima, who resembled his deadly rival but had a completely different nature, "I'm not the Akutagawa of this world !"

The boy's fingers paused slightly, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then his ears moved slightly in the next second.He immediately turned around and fired three shots at the door. The bullet penetrated the door, and the blood splashed out after penetrating the gun was bright red, and the gun fell to the ground with a muffled sound.But the boy didn't care about that, it seemed that when he shot the gun, he immediately lifted the quilt and pillow, and took out a hand/gun with a shiny black luster and two hand/mines, one large and one small, hand/ Lei put it in his pocket, threw the pistol/gun to him casually, picked up the bag in the corner with one hand, grabbed his collar with the other hand and jumped directly from the window.

"What are you doing?!" Akutagawa exclaimed angrily, the boy glanced at him, "You have eyes, can't you tell?"

"I just believe you for the time being. Assuming what you said is true, would you use a gun?" The boy who looked exactly like Atsushi Nakajima dragged him to hide behind a car parked on the side of the road, and pointed at the gun. A man in a suit and holding a gun behind him dunked several shots.

Each shot accurately penetrated between the eyebrows and the brainstem, and the fresh smell of blood permeated the air instantly.

"Of course!" Akutagawa growled unhappily, feeling that he was underestimated. Although most of the time he used the power Rashomon to attack, as a mafia, he still knew basic spear skills.

"OK, it seems that I don't need to carry a burden." The boy seemed to be slightly relieved, he took the grenade/mine from his waist, skillfully bit the pull ring with his teeth and threw it out.

There was a bang explosion, which stirred up thick smoke and thick dust. Covered by the dust, the young man pulled his collar and ran into the alley quickly: "Shut up, be quiet, there are a lot of people, two people can't do it!" If you fall, you can only escape first."

He cursed in a low voice: "Shit, I'm not familiar with Japan at all, it's just luck."

Akutagawa was silent for a few seconds, and then grabbed the boy's sleeve reflexively: "Follow me, I know Yokohama better than you." I cooed when I changed, I cooed when you thought I was cooing, it’s all a kind of non-dove (dove philosophy)

I am Schrödinger’s update. If you have inspiration, you don’t necessarily need to update it. If you don’t have inspiration, you don’t necessarily need to update it.

感谢在2020-04-2516:16:40~2020-04-2523:27:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~感谢投出地雷的小天使：甜、我于万物之中1个；感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：AC安生30瓶；鹿糖25瓶；睫毛20瓶；夕雾19瓶；冰块块块块。。。10瓶；义勇:我没有被讨厌、黑兔、十方5瓶；非常感谢大家对我的支持，我会继续努力的！