I, Zhongli, wander the world

The melody of the cello echoed melodiously in the room.

Symphony No. [-] in D minor, this great piece of music is the highest achievement in the music master's life, and the fourth movement, which uses Schiller's poem "Ode to Joy" as the libretto, is the highest peak of the whole piece.

But what is being played is not the fourth movement.

The gentle melody is quiet and serene. Compared with the arduous and tragic first movement, the lively but worrying second movement, and the relief and joyful fourth movement, the third movement uses the form of Adagio music, as if once The short but necessary rhetorical questions in the gap after the battle appease all the uneasiness and anxiety, full of rational emotions and philosophical debates.

The tactful ending sound curled up and dissipated in the room.

Fyodor put down the bow in his hand, raised his head slightly, his red eyes seemed to be covered with mist, "In the beginning, it was the redemption and punishment of sinners."

"André Gide is guilty, no doubt about it. But he is also the victim of the sins that abound in this world. God deserves to punish, God may redeem, which can undoubtedly be called self-correlation Contradictory. And He fulfilled both of these contradictions at the same time."

"Then, it's the display of mighty power."

"The 'Warcraft Jig' originated from the most primitive fear of human beings. The endless greed of human beings has created its misery, and it will give back its own pain to the world. world, even the ancient Warcraft cannot match it."

"In the end, it's the balance of love."

"Mr. Kyogoku's research on theology is quite interesting, and the topic of justice and partiality is also attractive to me. Therefore, I provided him with trivial guidance, so that he has more sufficient arguments to prove his topic. And God His choices were unexpected and unanticipated, and what he did proved his love for every human being equally."

"I have been grieving over the evils of this world, Mr. Shibusawa." Fyodor stared at something and said softly, "Just as you have been looking for the light, I am also looking for the salvation of the world. It is also That's why I found Him, the God."

"Our thinking is so similar, so—you should be able to understand?"

"The feeling of doing whatever it takes to get an answer."

"After all, you are also guilty of the same crime."

Fyodor's voice slowly echoed in the empty room, but there was no second voice answering.

The place where the eyes fell was empty, and the dust floated gently in the brilliance.

Fyodor was alone in this room from beginning to end.

Following the agreement with Osamu Dazai, Zhongli did not intervene too much in the fighting affairs, but followed his own rhythm, spending every day seemingly leisurely, but still secretly watching all the changes in Yokohama.

The curse masters brought to Yokohama are a group of villains who don't care about the life and death of ordinary people, and some even take pleasure in cursing ordinary people.But they are not magic spirits after all, not only the official magicians, but even the local supernatural beings in Yokohama can effectively kill them.Therefore, although chaos is everywhere, the overall situation is still being suppressed a little bit.

And it was at this time that a piece of news spread among the parties in the melee.

"Yokohama is foggy." Sitting on a park bench, the blond conjurer wearing goggles said so.

"Oh?" Zhong Li responded with a single syllable indifferently, and kept teasing the birds with his hands, signaling Qihai Jianren to continue.

Not counting the brief contact a few years ago, he and Jianren Qihai met within a few days.

The conjurer who strictly observes his commute time will buy freshly baked tonkatsu bread at a nearby convenience store every day, and then finish it nearby on a park bench.And Zhongli also happened to be very fond of this secluded park suitable for walking birds recently, and by coincidence, he became familiar with it after coming and going.

Facing a group of strange Qihai Jianren in the magic world every day, it is rare to get along with Zhong Li, a mature man who is well-mannered, knowledgeable and generous.In addition, the tonkatsu bread in the convenience store is really delicious, so what he looks forward to most every day is the short time to relax after get off work.

Both parties knew each other's identities, and there were less scruples in the chat.The Qihaijian people who work in the government can always bring Zhongli the latest information on the front line, and Zhongli can also raise a point or two about it, or talk about it like ordinary people to relax for the poor people who have become social animals at a young age Spirit.

It's kind of a fair trade.

Jianren Qihai continued: "I don't know much about the supernatural beings. I heard that it's a supernatural being named 'Shibusawa Tatsuhiko'. According to Sakaguchi-kun, the Supernatural Secret Service Division had once The idea of ​​inviting someone to solve the problem when it got too serious was just dismissed by Senior Xia You."

"Oh, dismissed?" Zhong Li glanced at him, "Just listening to what you said earlier doesn't seem to have any effect?"

"There have been many deaths of people with supernatural powers after the dense fog in Yokohama, which is highly similar to Tatsuhiko Shibusawa's supernatural powers. Even the local forces in Yokohama are talking about this." Nanami Jianren said, "Senior Xia You is here I questioned Sakaguchi-kun about it, but Sakaguchi-kun firmly said that it was not done by the Supernatural Secret Service Division, Shibusawa Ryuhiko's actions were out of his own will, and even the official did not receive any news."

Jianren Nanami explained in detail what he knew about Tatsuhiko Shibusawa, and finally said: "I remember that Mr. Zhongli knows some supernatural beings, right? It's best not to go out for a while."

The other party came to inform him out of good intentions, and Zhongli naturally agreed.

After talking about this topic, the bread in Qihai Jianren's hands was almost eaten up, the blond man put the remaining wrapping paper back into his pocket, said goodbye to Zhong Li solemnly, then turned and left.

Zhong Li was still sitting in his original position, and the little thrush Yun Dai had already eaten and drank enough, and was standing on his knee combing her feathers.

"You are free." Zhong Li lightly nodded Thrush's little head, and the bird rubbed against his fingertips affectionately, before spreading its wings and flying to the sky.

Zhong Li looked up at the little thrush until there was only a small black dot left.

"So, Mr. Shibusawa." He looked at the figure who had been standing there for an unknown amount of time, "What do you want me to do?"

A thin mist that rose at an unknown time permeated the park, and the man with long white hair who stood there like a ghost took a step forward and said with emotion: "Ah, do you want to drive away even the birds before talking?" ?”

"After all, Yundai is just an ordinary bird, and can't be the momentum of supernatural powers." Zhong Li said lightly.

"Well, boring sympathy? Or is it equal love?" Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said a little sleepily, "But it's fine, it doesn't matter to me. I just want to get an answer from you , it doesn't matter what you are."

Zhong Li looked at him unmoved, as if he didn't read the hidden threat in that sentence, "No one can answer your question, Mr. Shibusawa. Ever since you let the mist cover your heart, have there been any outsiders? Skylight is no longer necessary."

"I have my own judgment on this kind of thing." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said, "Now, I would like to invite you to an invitation with me, please come with me."

"Oh?" Zhong Li slightly raised his eyebrows, "If I don't go, what will happen to you?"

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said without hesitation: "It's not that the curse spirits in this city cannot become higher-level."

Jianren Qihai, who was hiding behind the tree, was breathless.

When Shibusawa Tatsuhiko arrived, he didn't even bother to pretend at all. How could Jianren Qihai not find him, and he stayed to see if he could take this opportunity to find out the other party's purpose.

But I didn't expect to find the mastermind directly.

Then he heard Zhong Li's calm voice: "Yes."

"Wait, Mr. Zhongli..."

Jianren Qihai was startled, and immediately rushed out from behind the tree with the spell tool, but his eyes widened when he saw the scene in the park clearly.

The fog is in the air.

The mist that was originally just a thin layer turned into a gray-white dust mist at some point, almost completely covering the facilities and trees. The man with white hair and red pupils glanced at him calmly, turned around and escaped into the thick mist. middle.

Beside the white-haired man, the familiar figure had long been obscured by the thick fog.

Just as Jianren Qihai wanted to rush forward to stop him, he was shocked by the sudden killing intent.He lowered his head abruptly, and the whizzing blunt knife barely brushed the ends of the hair on his head, cutting off a few strands of hair that were floating.

He is very familiar with this technique that can still deal damage with a blunt knife.

"Do not make jokes……"

He didn't even care about his hair that had been critically hit by the magic tool, but just looked at the familiar figure in disbelief.

That is himself.

Or to put it another way, a magic formula [Seven-Three Opening Spells] that transformed into his own appearance.

At the same time, he found that the spell in his body had disappeared.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's ability can create a thick fog, and the ability users in this thick fog will be killed by the power like his own ability...

The information obtained from the supernatural agent class flashed through his mind. Jianren Qihai guessed that it was an illusion or a counterattack caused by the fog. Now it seems that his ability was extracted, and then he greeted him with the body of an ordinary person. The pursuit that originally belonged to his own ability.

"It's really a shitty ability..." Jianren Qihai murmured, holding up the spell tool of the same type as the [Qisan opening spell] in his hand, pointing at the conspicuous red gemstone on the head of the spell from a distance, "But I won't lose."

Even if it was to pass on information about Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, he couldn't lose.

at the same time.

The little thrush that was released earlier was soaring over the city, and with the flapping of its wings, it had a panoramic view of the gunpowder of the whole city.

Finally, when it found the person it was looking for, it folded its wings and fell straight to the top of that person's head.

Osamu Dazai only felt a heavy weight on the top of his head, followed by the familiar slight pain of his hair being pulled.

"...Yun Dai?" The address that she once hated to say was softly called, and the little thrush flew to the back of Dazai Osamu's outstretched hand, and pecked his fingers again.

"Ah, is that really the case?"

Delicious bird snacks were rewarded to the hard-working little thrush. Osamu Dazai stroked the little head of the bird in almost the same way as Zhongli a few minutes ago.

"In that case, I have to act more panicked." The young man said in a low voice, an unpredictable smile gradually appeared on his face.