I live in Two-dimensional by sand sculptures

01.

Yokohama.night.

The building appears purple and blue in the neon light, and the pale street lamps serve only to embellish the environment like the moon in the night sky.

Cars are coming and going on the street, and the stream of light flows through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the street cafe, reflecting the faces of the coffee drinkers sitting there blue and red for a while.

The night sky was completely black, the pale moonlight only served as a little embellishment, and the surrounding clouds were also dyed that kind of powerless white, and more places were just dark.

Below the bustling city, there are casinos full of sin.

The crowd was surrounded by two young people. One of them had a very low hat, with a sneering smile on his lips exposed under the shadow, and the other had a lot of bandages wrapped around his body, with a refreshing smile on his face, and his aura seemed to be incompatible with this casino. ...But anyone who knows him well knows that this is really just a superficial phenomenon.

They are Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai.

Kiyohiko was looking around at the side, today is a holiday on Saturday, he came to Yokohama to find Chuya Nakahara to play.Zhong Yuan Zhong also told him that he was in an underground casino, so Qing Yan followed him all the way.

When I arrived at the underground casino, I saw Chuya Nakahara confronting Osamu Dazai.

He doesn't know the rules of gambling, but he knows how to watch the excitement and how to fight fire.

"Dare to appear here at this time, I think you can't wait to die, Dazai." Nakahara also turned out a card, glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and then buckled it on the table. At the same time, he said with an arrogant smile on his lips.

"Death has always been my wish." Facing Chuya Nakahara's threat, Osamu Dazai just smiled softly: "But if the execution target is you, I will automatically die of nausea before you kill me."

He tapped the dark green card table twice with his fingertips, and then pushed the chips to the front: "Call, 100 million."

His iris eyes reflected the dim light of the underground casino, like the setting sun.

"I'm not interested in flirting with you." Zhong Yuanzhong also smacked his lips, and he held the cigarette between his fingers, and the mafia next to him immediately handed over the ashtray, and he knocked the ash into it: "I just have a question, Are you playing tricks on what happened in Yokohama recently?" There was a biting chill in his eyes, which scared the people next to him enough.

Kiyohiko watched from the side with bright eyes, the teacher is really handsome.

"If you want anything from others, please show some respect, Dogezaza, and then say 'Please tell me, Dazai-sama', maybe I will agree to you." Facing Chuya's unfriendly gesture, Osamu Dazai smiled say.

"Humph." Zhong Yuanzhong also pushed the chips, "At eight o'clock, let's go. ——You childish ghost, do you think you are playing a child's house game?"

"I'm straight ahead, there seems to be no reason not to follow." Osamu Dazai deliberately shook the cards in his hand: "You pretend I didn't know that you hung a dart board with my portrait in your bedroom, and you shoot it several times every night ?"

Qingyan was shocked beside him: "Really, teacher?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also blushed instantly, and he pulled down his hat to cover half of his face: "Don't listen to him, that was a few years ago."

"That's what actually happened." Osamu Dazai said.

Kiyohiko continued to ask: "So teacher, did you really have to shoot Dazai several times every night?"

Osamu Dazai: "...Uh, that's not true."

Nakahara also glanced at Qingyan, "I want to cut off your head and use it as a bargaining chip."

"I don't want this bargaining chip." Osamu Dazai said, "Kiyohiko has nothing in his head, that's what the so-called empty head means, so it's not worth going to the gambling table."

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded: "That's true."

Qing Yan was shocked, and jumped up against the case: "Why are you suddenly targeting me again? Damn it!"

"Because your target is bigger." Nakahara said.

"So the teacher wants to shoot me several times a night instead?" Qingyan asked.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Qingyan: "Does the teacher want to say 'Cuiguo smashed her mouth'?"

Nakahara Nakaya held Kiyohiko's head.

"As the saying goes, the immortal caresses my head," Qing Yan said.

In the next second, Zhongya Zhongya swung his head against the wall.

Qingyan said firmly: "... Cunjin opens up the spirit of the sky."

Then Zhong Yuanzhong also returned to the gambling table, realizing that he was digressing.

After a few seconds, he angrily performed his ultimate move on Osamu Dazai: "If you don't tell me the truth, I'll tell Akutagawa that you are here. He has prepared a lot to say to you recently."

This time it was Osamu Dazai's turn to be shocked, his cards almost fell from his fingers: "Chuya, you..." Then he looked at Kiyohiko who came out of the wall: "Qiyohiko, you..."

Qingyan happily sang with blood on his face: "La la la."

Having just been beaten by Zhong Ye, he was going to change his strategy.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pushed the chips: "Stud, you follow or not, or you will be closed."

Qing Yan patted the table: "Did you see? My teacher stud!"

Osamu Dazai resentfully said, "I don't have enough chips."

Nakahara Chuya: "I bet you one hand."

Qing Yan patted the table: "See? Bet you a hand!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also couldn't stand it anymore: "Be low-key."

Qingyan hurriedly flattered: "Teacher, you can really hold your breath, you have to keep a low profile with such a big card."

Nakahara Chuya; "...I mean you should keep a low profile."

Qing Yan: "..."

Qing Yan was downcast: "...Oh."

There was no sunlight in the sandalwood brown eyes, and the damp and cold mist blocked the sea and covered the fine stars, leaving only a misty light.

Zhongyuan Zhong also took a look at Qing Yan who was lying on the gambling table like a wronged kitten, and finally said reluctantly: "Forget it, you can do whatever you want."

Qing Yan cheered up for a second.

"The teacher is great, call the teacher! Teacher, I think you have to knock on all the doors, because you knock on the door!" Qingyan waved his hand and said, "I can hide from the first day of junior high school, but I can't hide from you! I want to buy it from you." A piece of land, I’m so determined to buy you! Hum, I’m not satisfied with the avatar? I can’t take you down like this? I’m still a bit handsome, and it’s only human to have hope for me! ①”

Nakahara Chuya's hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Osamu Dazai covered his face with one hand, and let out a painful muffled smile: "Chuya, what evil did you do?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also repeated dully: "Yes, what kind of evil did I do?"

Osamu Dazai was also stunned: "You...this is not like you."

Zhong Yuanzhong also gave him a melancholy look: "Let's draw the cards."

In the end, Nakahara Chuya really won all Dazai Osamu's bargaining chips, and Dazai Osamu also told what he knew.

The two no longer cared about the outcome, and under Qing Yan's coordination, the two were reconciled.

Qing Yan has done what no one in Hong Kong and black has done.

The specific method: fight poison with poison.

Osamu Dazai said that the recent strange phenomenon in Yokohama is related to [ghosts].

"Ghost?" Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned.

"It's not [ghosts] in a broad sense, but ghosts in a narrow sense." Dazai Osamu said, "They have minds and human forms, and they like to eat people. Most of them were active in the countryside before, and they have gradually invaded the city recently. There is something similar to them. The organization of confrontation, [Demon Slayer Squad]. But the Ghost Slayer Squad is short of manpower, and things here in Yokohama cannot be counted on them for the time being.”

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned: "You knew about this earlier, and you still let the ghosts make trouble in Yokohama?"

Osamu Dazai gave a dry cough: "Actually, I tried to solve it by myself yesterday, but it turned out..."

"What's the result?" Chuya Nakahara asked.

Osamu Dazai: "I was almost eaten by a ghost, so I ran away."

Zhong Yuan didn't know what to say for a while, but after a few seconds, he said: "Oh...so you came to the underground casino to provoke me to show up, in fact, to tell me about it?"

"By the way, I wanted to play tricks on you." Osamu Dazai said, "But Kiyohiko messed it up."

Nakahara Chuya: "Hehehe..."

"The last question." Nakahara Zhongya asked, "How did you know about this?"

Osamu Dazai replied: "Because I plan to temporarily join the Demon Slayer Squad for the next two years."

Kiyohiko interjected: "And you're leaving in two years' time?"

Dazai Osamu said: "I mean, completely solve the problem of ghosts within two years."

"That's it, what a domineering answer." Qing Yan said.

Osamu Dazai is not aimless.The source of the ghosts is the Oni Wu Tsuji Mucan, if the Oni Wu Tsuji is eliminated, the other ghosts will come slowly.

"Then count me in." Qing Yan probed, "I like non-daily life."

02.

Without further ado, the three set off immediately.

According to Osamu Dazai's information, the target [ghost] is now entrenched in an underground clinic.

This underground clinic is quite famous in the dark world.

Kiyohiko, Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Nakaya quickly arrived at the clinic, and then saw a boy with yellow haori and blond hair standing at the door. He was wandering there, still trying to cheer himself up.

"Hi." Qing Yan greeted.

The boy almost jumped up on the spot, and stammered, "Who are you? How did you come here? It's very dangerous here!"

Qing Yan said: "We are members of the local gangsters, are you from the Ghost Killing Squad?"

The boy jumped up again in fright: "You guys are gangsters!"

"That's not the point." Qing Yan waved his hand, "We are good people."

"How do you know I'm a member of the Ghost Killing Squad?" the boy asked.

"You are dressed like this, your knife is not for cosplay, and the place is haunted, the answer is obvious." Qing Yan asked: "What's your name?"

The teenager introduced himself as my wife Shanyi and was ordered to come over and deal with the matter, but the clinic looked so horrible that he dared not go in.

"Then let's go in together. A threesome sounds a bit erotic, but a foursome would be much better." Qing Yan said.

Zhong Yuan also said: "No one but you would feel this way..." He was speechless.

"Don't go in, ordinary people can't go in." Although my wife Shanyi was afraid, she still stopped in front of them.

"It's okay, we are - Sparta -" Kiyohiko roared, making my wife Shanyi dizzy, "Sparta is not afraid of ghosts."

Zhongyuan Zhong also hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head: "Just keep up."

So the threesome turned into a foursome.

Qingyan pushed the door, walked in carelessly, and walked in first, and then he walked out again.

"What's wrong?" Nakahara asked.

Kiyohiko stepped aside and opened the door to show Chuya Nakahara.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a look, and found that the walls of the corridor inside the door were all fleshy walls and wriggling tentacles.

"Punch first?" Nakahara Chuya asked.

"Or ask Dazai and the corridor to stick together." Kiyohiko said.

"I don't want it." Osamu Dazai: "This looks disgusting."

Qingyan persuaded: "It's okay, it's not as disgusting as working with my teacher for you."

My wife Shanyi: "Huh?"

The corner of Zhongyuan Zhongye's mouth twitched: "Hello!"

Osamu Dazai: "...That's not the case." But he knew that he couldn't refuse anymore, so he walked in, put his hand on the corridor of the fleshy wall, and then the fleshy wall of the corridor really disappeared like that, becoming It became an ordinary stone white gray wall.

My wife Shanyi's eyes widened: "What's going on? Was it just a hallucination?"

"It's hard to say, let's go in first." Qing Yan said.

The four formally entered the corridor, during which time Osamu Dazai kept his hands on the wall. After they walked a few steps in the corridor, the lights in the corridor were turned off, and the gloomy nursery rhymes sounded.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, my sister and I went up to the attic, and my sister was bleeding from her head.

It's terrible, it's terrible, my father lives under the locust tree, and my mother's eyes are blooming.

......"

My wife Shanyi stammered: "Have you heard, have you heard..."

"I think the sound of nursery rhymes is not as scary as the sound of your teeth chattering." Qing Yan said, "The sound of your teeth chattering with this darkness is absolutely perfect. But this nursery rhyme is really a great filial piety."

My wife Shanyi: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Osamu Dazai's hand was suddenly taken away from the wall, and the corridor immediately turned into a corridor of meat walls again.

My wife Zenitsu jumped up in fright, Dazai put it on again, and the corridor wall became an ordinary wall again.

Osamu Dazai and Kiyohiko looked at each other, and they both understood what they meant.

Qing Yan cleared his throat, and began to sing: "I love you, you love me, Mi Xue Bingcheng is sweet."

Osamu Dazai beat the beat on the wall with his hands, so following the beat of the music, the corridor turned into a wall every second, and a wall of flesh every second.

My wife Shanyi: "...Huh???"

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt a little ashamed, after all, this was in front of the ghost killing team: "What are you two doing!"

Kiyohiko explained: "I wanted to sing some songs to break away from the scary atmosphere, but it's not good to insert any song into this nursery rhyme, so I found a song with a similar tempo."

Osamu Dazai also explained seriously: "I'll give Kiyohiko a beat so that he won't go out of tune."

Chuya Zhongyuan: "...All right."

Over there, Osamu Dazai beat the beat with great interest for a while, and there seemed to be a swear word coming from the darkness, and then the corridor was no longer a wall of flesh.

Kind of a pity.

Over there, my wife Shanyi opened her eyes wide, always feeling that this mission would be an unprecedented experience.