After binding the Yokohama Ancient God system

"Clam?!"

In the dim and lightless spiritual space.

Twenty or so disciples gathered together.

In the real world, some of them are sleeping, and some are staying up singing hymns.

But no matter what they were doing, under the call of Sayaka, all of them gathered together and met in the chaotic spiritual space, wearing scarlet robes.

[Tread Tread——]

Among the red crowd, two tall and short figures slowly walked side by side.

Where they walked, everyone consciously retreated a spacious passage for them.

When they pass by them, the people passing by will bow their heads in humility to show their respect.

The two were Akutagawa Silver and William Jones.

The top figure in the red clothes, the person closest to Sayaka in theory and reality.

【Empty empty——】

When Akutagawa Gin and William walked to the front, a cloud of scarlet blood fog condensed in the void.

The blood mist was like the eye of a typhoon, and it was also shaped like a whirlpool.

Under the deafening roar, the blood rain sprayed from the bottom of the blood mist like a fountain, and disappeared before falling to the ground.

[My disciples. 】

"Uh..." Gin Akutagawa and William Jones were stunned for a moment.

Including the disciples behind, they also looked at the blood mist in front of them with suspicious eyes.

"what……"

After a brief moment of stupefaction, Akutagawa Gin's pale face burst into an excited and passionate smile.

She can hear it.

If at the beginning, Sayaka's voice had human characteristics.

So now, the humanity in Sayaka's voice has gradually dissipated.

In that voice, there is more primitive beastliness and chaos - it is a snake-like hissing sound, and every call is accompanied by the friction and collision of scales.

what does this mean?

This means... the red door will gradually open, and Sayaka will come and return when the stars return to their positions.

[Disciples, in the near future, there will be a large number of curse spirits appearing in Yokohama. 】

Sayaka spoke slowly.

[At that time, I will go through the final test. 】

[Prepare a lot of livestock blood for me, the more the better. 】

[Find a pool the size of a swimming pool, and at the moment I give the order - irrigate all the blood in the pool for me to bathe in. 】

……

After finishing the communication with my disciples, I slowly opened my eyes.

In the darkness, I saw the familiar ceiling and the soft bed.

"Uh..." I stretched my arms in front of my eyes.

That is the arm that has always been white and slender, young, immature, and full of vitality; it is a human body.

"Guide, how is my path?"

In the dimly lit darkness, I asked the instructor in my body with some interest.

[It's all right for flesh and blood to soar after suffering. 】

The instructor's voice was as ethereal and relentless as ever.

[But going to heaven and earth is not as easy as imagined. 】

【Curse spirit, blood, body, pain, foundation. 】

[These are the keys to open the gate of heaven and earth. 】

[But there is one more thing that you are currently lacking. 】

The voice of the guide came.

"Uh..." Hearing this, the smile on the corner of my mouth gradually subsided, and my face became expressionless.

Is there one more thing that I'm missing?

Why is it so annoying, is this playing a collecting game?

"What is it?"

I calmly asked the instructor.

[Detachment. 】

the guide replied.

【What you are missing is detachment. 】

I:"……"

Damn, it's too abstract.

【Boom! 】

& Just when I was about to turn on the philosophy mode and think about it, there were two sudden knocks on the door of my room.

"Huh?" I was stunned. It's three o'clock in the morning, not my working hours, and in normal times, basically no one would come to disturb me.

Who is going to knock on my door at this hour?

"Summer..."

As I got out of bed, I called Samoyed softly.

[hissing——]

A group of scarlet flesh flaps wrapped a huge sarcoid, quickly crawled out of the toilet, and then got under my bed.

The blood stains it left quickly evaporated and disappeared on the ground, disappearing without a trace, leaving only a heat wave.

"who is it?"

I walked to the door and leaned against the door to listen to the voices outside, asking questions while listening.

"Youxing, it's me."

A clear and clear youthful voice came from outside the door.

"Uh..." I frowned, not quite understanding what Osamu Dazai was looking for me at this time.

……

Time, yesterday afternoon, three o'clock.

Osamu Dazai originally planned to see what Shang Jiangzhou Yuxing's new teacher looked like.

After all, he usually comes into contact with people from the supernatural world, and he has never seen two conjurers. Curse masters are even rarer. Osamu Dazai was interested, so he wanted to see what the new conjurer looked like.

"What? The two have already left?"

The young man looked at the female administrator with dissatisfaction, raised his eyebrows in a drawn out voice.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Dazai, those two left 10 minutes ago; what can I do for you? Do you need me to contact them?"

The female administrator asked Osamu Dazai respectfully.

"It's boring, no need."

Osamu Dazai looked disgusted, put his hands on the back of his head, and walked slowly towards the living room.

"I'll take a break, Miss, please."

The young man walked into the room, lying on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling in front of him, doing nothing.

After he lay down for 5 minutes, he felt a little uncomfortable, so he changed his position.

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai was taken aback, feeling his lower back being poked by something?

He turned over from the sofa with an irritable expression, took out the culprit on his back, and looked at it in front of his eyes.

It was a lemon candy, with a transparent candy wrapper, a golden candy, and under the perspective of the light, you can still see the slightly green candy heart inside.

"What, who is so unqualified."

The boy muttered, put the lemon candy in the middle of the crowd, and lay on the sofa with his hands on the back of his head, ready to taste the unique industrial flavor on the lemon candy paper.

"Uh..." Osamu Dazai was silent for a long time, and opened one eye, staring at the ceiling with black eyes.

He suddenly turned up from the sofa, caught the candy that fell from the crowd in the palm of his hand, and observed this girl candy very carefully.

The first thing Dazai Osamu felt was not the taste of industrial flavors.

It's the smell of blood...

An unusually strong smell of blood.

[Wow——]

The young man looked calm and serious, and he took out the ultraviolet flashlight from his coat pocket - don't ask him why he has such a thing, it's just to investigate at any time, it's a hobby.

【clatter】

Osamu Dazai lightly turned on the flashlight, shining on the candy.

In the light, there is a thick liquid on top of the candy's transparent sugar wrapper.

Under ultraviolet light, human body fluids can be seen;

Even if the liquid is wiped away for a short time, it can be seen by ultraviolet light.

"Uh..." For some reason, Osamu Dazai pointed the flashlight at the ceiling above his head——

On the ceiling, under the ultraviolet light, a splash of unknown liquid like splashed ink slowly showed its original appearance.

This is not an ordinary scale, this level, as if someone took a bucket of blood and deliberately poured it on the ceiling.

"Uh..." Osamu Dazai was stunned.

The flashlight in his hand fell on the sofa with a "snap".

 After a brief daze, the boy woke up like a dream, he jumped off the sofa, closed the door of the living room, pulled down the curtains, and turned off the lights.

【Snapped】

in the dark.

When the flashlight was turned on again, the room took on its original appearance.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

On the ceiling, on the walls, and on the floor, countless traces like splashed ink can be seen in front of the young man's eyes.

What's even more frightening is that there are countless pairs of small bloody handprints between the left wall and the ceiling.

"Uh..." Who was the previous guest here?

Dazai thought in a daze.

"Ah...it was Youxing before." The boy murmured.

……

"Turn out the monitor!"

Forcibly dragging Mori Ogai who was working to the monitoring center, Dazai Osamu came to the controller without any doubt, stared coldly at the monitoring screen in front of him, and ordered.

"This……"

The monitor looked at Mori Ogai in embarrassment. This monitoring authority is not open to everyone. Currently, only cadres and above are eligible to directly investigate and monitor.

Other personnel can only view it after being authorized by these two levels of personnel.

But now, Osamu Dazai is obviously not within the scope of qualifications.

"Dazai-kun... at least explain the reason for adjusting the monitoring?"

Mori Ogai looked at Osamu Dazai helplessly, patted him on the shoulder, and tried to ask him to explain first.

"I don't want Rory to give me a long-winded explanation, so call me the living room where Shang Jiangzhou and the curser just stayed."

Osamu Dazai frowned, and waved away Mori Ogai's hand on his shoulder.

For some reason, he is very irritable now.

This happened unexpectedly... out of his control.

That uneasy, ominous feeling.

Osamu Dazai didn't know exactly what happened in the living room—but what he was sure of was:

With such a huge amount of bleeding, someone must have died in the living room.

Or... Both of them died, and someone else came out of the living room.

No matter what the result is, it can only be said that the murderer is a lunatic among lunatics, and he did things without considering the consequences at all.

It turned out to be like this, under the siege of the port mafia, bloodthirsty and murderous.

It was passionate and indulgent.

"Uh..." Upon hearing that it was Shangjiangzhou Youxing's room, Sen Ou frowned expressionlessly outside.

"You, call out the surveillance."

The man calmly ordered the staff.

This time, he didn't ask why.

【——】

In the monitoring screen, Shangjiangzhou Yuxing has been very polite to Suzuki Ichiro since he came in. They first introduced themselves, and then they sat on the sofa and started chatting.

As stated in the report, Ichiro Suzuki shared a lot of information about the world of magic with Uemezu Yuko, and analyzed her training in magic.

Shangjiangzhou Youxing listened politely, he was obedient and obedient from beginning to end, nodding his head from time to time to express his appreciation.

In this way, the two chatted under surveillance for more than an hour. After the meeting ended, the administrative staff came to knock on the door.

"Is there a problem? Dazai-kun."

Mori Ou looked at Dazai Osamu expressionlessly.

"Bring this on and we'll go over it again."

Osamu Dazai took out two pairs of glasses from his pocket, handed one of them to Mori Ogai, and kept the other on his face.

Mori Ogai: "..."

The man stared at the glasses in his hand and was speechless for a while.

This is a magic tool, which allows ordinary people who cannot see the magic spirit to see the magic spirit.

At present, in the magic world, many magicians with weak magic power will use it to fight against magic spirits.

Dazai Osamu, this little dog, was obviously a magic tool in his office, but he touched it away again.

"Uh..." After the two of them put on their glasses, Osamu Dazai reached out to support the monitoring staff's shoulder.

"Replay..."

The boy leaned closer to the screen and said coldly.