I, Zhongli, wander the world

After that day, Zhongyuan Zhong also found a good day with suitable weather, and went out with Verlaine for a whole day on the road.

According to a well-known French person who followed secretly because he was worried that Verlaine would be a master and lead to a reverse sprint, the two of them seldom acted like normal brothers. They went shopping, bought things, and ate snacks. Went to my favorite arcade to play games.

And lost very shamelessly.

Until the end of that day, the two came to the deserted beach and sat side by side on the guardrail near the sea. The evening sky cast a warm light on them, the seagulls above their heads hooted their nests, and the cruise ship in the distance issued a lonely "hum... Hum" siren sound.

And this pair of unrelated brothers each held a bottle of drink bought from a roadside vending machine, overlooking the sparkling sea, whispering words that no third person could hear, with soft and peaceful expressions on their faces.

In this regard, Edogawa Ranpo, one of the audience, commented: "I think you can make more money writing poetry than blackmailing the mafia, Mr. Rimbaud."

"It's not extortion. Both Paul and I paid 'rent' to Chief Sen within the proper limits." Rimbaud retorted gently.

The second audience member and Akiko Yosano put down their nail files and said with great interest, "What happens after that?"

"Paul has obviously reduced the number of times he went to see Mr. Zhongye, and started to study books and contact other people. Although I think he probably regards communication with people more as a research topic, but..." Rimbaud showed a serious expression on his face. A gratified smile, "It's great that he can actively change something."

Rimbaud's storytelling voice slowly echoed in the detective agency. As listeners, Ranpo Edogawa and Akiko Yosano drank afternoon tea leisurely and expressed their opinions from time to time.On the other side, Zhong Li is playing Reversi with Yan Tsuji and others.

"That troublesome brother finally made some progress." Ayatsuji Xingren dropped a white piece and reversed the black piece sandwiched in the middle, "If this continues, I will doubt whether he is a paramecium level creature."

I don't know what kind of evil it is. These days, Ayatsuji pedestrians who have been wandering around on missions can always see that idiot brother on various occasions, or argue with Rimbaud about how to get along with his brother, or wonder The place brought trouble to the younger brother.Sometimes it even more or less affected his mission.

Ayatsuji pedestrian: I don't really want to know the progress of your brothers' communication, thank you.

Zhong Li fell behind him, raised his eyes and said: "There are many helpless things in the world, and there are always people who are addicted to them. If you can open your eyes, it will be good."

"Hope he's got some brains after this... ah, it's a draw."

The pieces on the chessboard have not yet been placed, and it is obvious that there is still room to play, but the detective's precise brain has already calculated the ending after more than ten moves.

He reluctantly threw the chess piece in his hand back into the chess urn, "Mr. Zhongli, what else are you not proficient in?"

"It's not proficient, it's just an interesting flower arrangement, far from a real master." Zhong Li corrected him earnestly.

"...Just as long as you're happy." Ayatsuji pedestrian was speechless for a moment, then stood up holding Misaki Naruto, "I'll go outside for a smoke."

Ayatsuji Xingren's addiction to cigarettes is not very high, but occasionally he needs nicotine to ease his high-speed brain. Given that he is an adult, Zhong Li will naturally not say much about this.

The detective agency is located on the fourth floor of this office building, and the view from the window is fairly wide.Ayatsuji pedestrians who had no intention of spreading second-hand smoke in the corridor opened the window and lit the brass cigarette rod they carried with them.

Just after taking a sip, through the pervasive smoke, Ayatsuji pedestrians suddenly fixed their eyes on someone downstairs.

"That boy..." He raised his eyebrows.

The door of the Armed Detective Agency, which had just been closed by Ayatsuji pedestrians, opened again a few minutes later.

The boy with white temples followed the detective and walked in, his eyes lit up when he saw Zhongli.

"Mr. Zhongli, you are indeed here."

The boy was still wearing his school uniform, and there were slight beads of sweat on his forehead. He had obviously walked quite a distance.

"Long Zhisuke?" Zhong Li looked at the young man with a messy school uniform, "What happened? If I remember correctly, it should be your class time."

The boy is none other than Akutagawa Ryunosuke who has entered junior high school.

After self-studying elementary school courses in the orphanage, the orphanage followed the policy and arranged Akutagawa Ryunosuke who was old enough to enter a local middle school in Yokohama.Teenagers who are sufficiently self-disciplined are excellent in character and learning, and will never skip classes during the time period they should attend.Appearing here at this time, obviously something unexpected happened.

"There is something wrong with the orphanage. Mr. Oda can't get away now. I hope you can think of a way." The young man with baby fat on his face was as serious as an adult, and he spoke clearly in a few words what happened.

It all started with a fellowship event.

After the other world was gradually wiped out by the port mafia, the lives of ordinary people in Yokohama became more and more peaceful day by day, and the fall of the star a few months ago accelerated this process even more.The originally lifeless school finally began to cautiously carry out some activities that were not dared to be held before.

Fellowship activities with orphanages are one of them.

The orphanage where the fellowship event was held was not the one Akutagawa Ryuunosuke had taken care of, but a more remote facility.The teenager followed the class to the facility, disbanded after a routine visit, and started playing with the children in the yard.

It was there that he met a boy named Atsushi Nakajima.

The white-haired boy was wearing an old orphanage uniform, and was pushed and pushed into a corner by several older children, shrinking back in fear like a dazed quail.

Those older children are even a little older than Akutagawa Ryunosuke, but the teenagers with supernatural powers are also not beyond the reach of ordinary people. Rashomon just came out for a little scare, and those bullies screamed run away.

"Are you okay?" The good boy Ryunosuke said in the calmest tone possible, and then he harvested a white-haired boy who was so scared that he hugged his head and crouched in defense.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa: ...

After the turmoil, the white-haired boy told Akutagawa Ryunosuke his name, and followed carefully behind Akutagawa Ryunosuke throughout the subsequent friendship activities, and the two got along fairly peacefully.

It was supposed to end here.

If it wasn't for Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was half asleep that night, being woken up by a white tiger.

"Hey, is it the ability to become a white tiger?" Edogawa Ranpo, who had switched from listening to Rimbaud's stories to listening to Akutagawa Ryunosuke's stories, said curiously, "He had a bad life in the original orphanage. ah."

Otherwise, such a little bit of kindness would not have caused the child to run across half of the city in the middle of the night, just to stay by the side of the friendly atmosphere.

"Mr. Oda also guessed the same way, but there is no way to confirm it yet." Akutagawa Ryunosuke shook his head and said, "I and Mr. Oda who came here in the middle of the night worked together to subdue the white tiger, but so far the white tiger has no signs of returning to its human form. The reason why it can be confirmed that it was transformed from Dun is also because the director of the orphanage came to the door."

Otherwise, the white tiger should be sent to the military and police to take care of it as a rare animal, instead of being locked up in the warehouse of the orphanage and waiting for Oda Sakunosuke to argue with the dean.

"Mr. Oda hopes to restore Atsushi to his human form, and then he can decide whether to stay or not. However, it seems that because of his supernatural power, he is still in the state of an unconscious beast until he comes down to find Mr. Zhongli." Ryuzhi Akutagawa Jie said seriously.

"Generally understand." Zhongli stood up after listening to Akutagawa Ryunosuke's explanation in deep thought, "Thank you for your hard work. Anyway, let's take a look at the situation first."

"Yes! Mr. Zhongli!"

The investigators of the detective agency who had nothing to do left and right glanced at each other, and followed with the same mentality of eating melons. Even Rimbaud, who was just here for a chat, was coerced to follow up for no reason.

When they arrived at the orphanage, a large group of people stood next to Sakunosuke Oda, and the director almost thought that some mafia organization had come to provoke trouble.

And Zhongli also took advantage of the effort they had to stop the dean, and went to the warehouse under the leadership of Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

"The warehouse is the only small window building in the courtyard. In order to prevent the white tiger from destroying the reserve, Mr. Oda emptied it on purpose. Please be careful, Mr. Zhongli." Akutagawa Ryunosuke said, and opened the door of the warehouse.

A pair of bright yellow eyes lit up from the darkness.

The predator with a smooth body let out a deep roar, kicked its hind legs hard, and pounced on it.

"Mr. Zhongli!" Akutagawa Ryunosuke's coat hem immediately twisted, and was comforted by Zhongli's words.

"Relax."

Zhong Li said calmly, and stretched out his hand to the white tiger that was rushing towards him aggressively.

The ground thorns were in the shape of a cage, and the white tiger was completely dunked in. The white tiger that hit the rock whimpered, staggered back a few steps, and shook its big head in a daze.

Zhong Li walked forward seemingly undefended, with one hand poking towards the white tiger.

The white tiger dodged in the cage in a panic, and even tried to bite the outstretched hand, but was unable to advance an inch because of the rock element shield covering it.

That hand finally covered the white tiger's broad forehead.

"No one here will hurt you." He said softly, stroking slowly and soothingly, "You should wake up."

The divine power flowed into the white tiger's body along the contact surface of the palm, and those energies representing supernatural powers twisted into a ball of twists inside as guessed, changing the young man's existence in a random manner.And the flowing divine power is like a ray of soft water, releasing those energies little by little with a gentle but unquestionable technique.

Nakajima Atsushi just felt like he was soaking in a pool of warm water.

The white tiger's ability is more like a protective mechanism for him. Every time he becomes a white tiger, his consciousness will sink, and there will be no memory left when he returns to his human form.

Now, however, something else intruded into the closed consciousness.

It’s like the comfort of just taking a bath, and the happiness of eating a whole bowl of chazuke. The hot spring in the book is like this feeling...

Thinking of this, the boy slowly opened his eyes.

He broke into a beautiful golden.

Those golden eyes stared at him intently, and after realizing his sobriety, they bent softly, and the finely drawn red eyeliner flew out in a smart arc.

"But what's uncomfortable?" the owner of those eyes asked.

Atsushi Nakajima blushed immediately at the sound so close, and stammered, "Ah, no, nothing..."

"Get up quickly if you have nothing to do." A cold and familiar voice sounded from the side, "What does it look like lying in someone's arms without bones?"

Atsushi Nakajima trembled, and subconsciously looked to the side, and saw the little brother who had been kind to him yesterday standing beside him with a stinky face, his eyes were more menacing than helping him drive away the bad boy yesterday.