The lover that gravity makes is wrong

After 500 years, under the throne of Hell Enma, the third son of the first ghost executive officer, finally encountered the first problem in her career——

About the matter that a friend suddenly took out the marriage certificate to himself after a night of drunkenness and asked to sign it.

The third son's eyes were wide open, and he stared at the other side of the dining table with a serious face like a ghost, not at all like Zhongyuan Zhongya who was joking.

The red-haired boy's reaction was so calm that a ghost girl even began to suspect that this is also a common custom in human society...

- What a ghost!

No matter how you think about it, it's wrong!

The words of complaint were brewing on the lips, but when he met his friend's cobalt blue pupils and the solemn expression in them, the third son felt his tongue, as if it had been taken away by a cat, and opened his mouth in vain. I couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time.

Silence, silence spread in the apartment.

The two young teenagers just kept standing and sitting, staring at each other across the dining table.

No one spoke, and silent tension spread between the two, with an indescribably sticky feeling.

It was very quiet in the apartment.

In the distance, there seems to be the sound of TV news, drifting in from the open window, faintly, making it difficult to hear clearly——

["...Yokohama morning news flash report, damage to the bridge column was found at the C-end of the Yokohama Bayan Bridge... Man-made sabotage factors cannot be ruled out, and a ban on traffic has been issued... Strengthen daily inspections and repairs—"】

bridge?

Thinking of a certain bridge that was innocently affected and there was still a fist mark on the bridge pillar, the eyes of the third son could not help but drift guiltily.

At the same time, there was a soft sound of 'Kara', and the packing bag that the girl casually placed on the dining table moved slightly.

A can of fruit juice, which was not set, fell out of the seal of the plastic bag and rolled to the edge of the dining table.When he saw that he was about to fall off the table, Zhong Yuanzhong also took the lead to look away.

The ochre-haired boy turned his head and reached for the juice can——

Chuya's actions are like a signal.

——There is a flaw!

The eyes of the girl from the red square standing opposite the dining table suddenly lit up.

Hearing the sound of 'pa', the girl's figure flashed, and when she was about to leave the apartment, an arm had already stretched out one step ahead, grabbing the third son's back collar accurately.

"I knew it!"

As the boy's fiery voice sounded, the red light of gravity emerged, unceremoniously cutting off the girl's space.

Zhongyuan Zhong also held his third son by the back collar, shook it like a puppy, and said dissatisfiedly,

"You bastard! Sure enough, you are thinking of teleporting away! What do you mean? It's just a sign, is it so scary?"

signature?Teacher Zhongyuan, is this a matter of signing?

The red-haired ghost girl who was caught was swimming in the air, gesticulating with her hands and feet, yelling loudly without giving up,

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhongyuan! I've introspected! I've been introspecting seriously! But you suddenly took out the marriage practice without saying a word, no matter how you think about it, it's even scarier?"

"I'd rather you say something like 'let me bite back'!"

Moreover, under what circumstances would a teenager in his youth prepare such a thing as a 'marriage session' in his own home!

It's not a roll of paper, but also pay attention to daily life!

At this moment, Sanzi really felt that his understanding of his friends was still too superficial.

"Teacher Zhongyuan."

The third son twisted his waist, turned around nimbly, stretched out his hand to break Nakahara Chuya's fingers, stared at the latter's eyes sincerely, and suggested from the bottom of his heart,

"For the sake of the great wheel of friendship between us, I suggest that we should not meet for the time being, and calm down with each other—"

"Come on then."

Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly said something, interrupting the second half of the third son's sentence.

The third son was stunned and didn't realize it for a long time: "...Eh? Come, what are you coming?"

The brown-haired boy smiled, and slipped his third son to him to put him down.

After loosening the girl's back collar, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't retract his arm, but as if he had done it unintentionally, he held on to the other person's shoulder, only a fingertip away from the girl's clothes.

"Didn't you say you want to bite back?"

Nakahara Chuya leaned forward, and when he was approaching Sanzi, he turned his head slightly, raised his black-gloved fingers and landed next to the leather neck ring.

Then, under the amazed gaze of the girl, he flicked his slender index finger to brush away the end of the ocher hair, and took the initiative to bring the vital point of his neck to the girl's mouth.

The low-pitched voice came from the boy's throat, and it was a unique clear bass line between a boy and an adult.

Like a viola played by a bow, with a trembling hum, it fell on the red-haired girl's ears without reservation.

He said, "Come on, bite."

Third son: "..."

The situation changed so quickly that a certain red-haired girl felt that she could not understand Teacher Zhongyuan's behavior at all.

But this does not mean that the intuition that the third son is proud of also stops.

It was obvious that the other party was the one showing the weak point and looked more vulnerable, but the red-haired girl always felt that she was the more dangerous party.

It's like a glamorous and beautiful beast. It put away its sharp claws and fangs deliberately in front of the trap, and watched the prey with a smile on the edge of the pit, poking its head, waiting for the prey to step into the trap by itself.

Danger.

very dangerous.

The brain's neurons sounded the warning more than once.

The red-haired girl stared numbly close at hand, wearing a black choker around her neck for a moment, stretched out her hand silently, and was about to push the person away, but the red-haired boy seemed to have expected it, and glanced at Sanzi and added ,

"—Or, the dignified ghost officer, can't even bite people?"

Snapped.

The corner of Sanzi's mouth twitched, as if he heard the sound of his own reason snapping.

Aggrieved by being suppressed one after another, and inexplicable anger surged into her heart at the same time. At this moment, the red-haired ghost girl recalled again the anger of taking care of a certain alcoholic.

"Teacher Zhongyuan."

The third son suppressed his anger, raised the corners of his lips with a smile, showing two pointed canine teeth, "You said it yourself!"

Just let you see, ghosts are comparable to the bite force of sharks!

The red-haired girl said that there was a fierce gleam in her eyes, and she directly changed from pushing to grabbing. She grabbed the cross tie at Nakahara Nakaya's neckline and pulled the person towards her. Then her cheek was close to the neck, and she opened her mouth suddenly——

"what!"

"hiss--!"

Two cries of pain sounded in the apartment at the same time.

The third son tremblingly covered his cheeks, and complained with tears in his eyes,

"Mr. Zhongyuan! Let me bite back! Using the gravity ability is completely foul!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also had a cold face and did not speak, but touched his neck, stretched out his bloody finger in front of the third son, shook it,

"What do you think? You just want to bite my neck off?!"

The third son looked at the bloodshot eyes on Zhongye Zhongye's fingertips, fell silent for a while, then moved his eyes guiltily,

"Who told you, Mr. Zhongyuan, to keep provoking you?"

It is very dangerous to question the ability of ghosts!

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Thank you, already starting to worry about the harmonious life in the future.

...Sure enough, the gravity training can't be slack, at least it must be done so that it won't be bitten off by this idiot.

Chuya Nakahara rested his chin with his fingers and fell into serious meditation.

On the other side, the third son had no idea what terrible thoughts were going on in his friend's head.

She glanced at Nakahara Nakaya's neck with a guilty conscience, there were small blood dripping from the teeth marks, she reached out and pulled the plastic bag on the dining table, and found a box of OK bandages and the accompanying iodine cotton swabs from inside.

"Why did you think of buying this? Did I hurt you?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also reacted quickly, and his eyes swept over the position where the third son was covered by his clothes.

"It's just to cover up the teeth marks." The third son explained.

After all, it's not easy to go back to hell with the bite mark, so the red-haired girl thought about covering it with an OK bandage first.

If Dad and Sister Axiang asked, they would say that they were accidentally bitten while catching koalas, so they should fool around first.

Nakahara Chuya: ...No, I don't think they will believe it.

The ochre-haired boy glanced at the tooth marks on the third son's neck.

Benefiting from Guicha's powerful healing ability, when I just woke up in the morning, there were still blue marks on my teeth, but now most of them have recovered, leaving only a faint crescent-like circle.

It will be gone soon.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stretched out his hand, and tapped the third son's neck lightly with his fingertips, his pupils dimmed.

"It doesn't matter to me anymore, but Mr. Zhongyuan, your wound needs to be dealt with, ah, turn your head here a little bit."

Sanzi didn't notice Nakahara Chuya's eyes.

At this moment, she was concentrating on stopping the bleeding and disinfecting the wound, and she didn't even know when she was wrapped in the arms of the red-haired boy.

Amidst the rustling sound of the plastic opening, the smell of iodine diffused in the air, and the cotton swab pressed against the edge of the wound, causing a slight tingling pain.

But Zhong Yuanzhong didn't make a sound, just put one hand on the girl's left shoulder, and the other arm went around her side, and gently rested on the back of the chair behind her.

Because of his slightly tilted head, the red-haired boy simply rested his chin on the top of the girl's head.

The sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows shone on their sides. From a distance, they looked like a pair of lovers embracing intimately.

The third son said: "Teacher Zhongyuan."

"what?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye's hoarse voice came from above the head of the red-haired girl.

The third son tore off the adhesive tape, pasted the OK bandage on the treated wound, covering the bite mark on the neck,

"One person once, we're even? We're still good friends?"

"...Well, it's evened out."

Nakahara Chuya rested his chin on Sanzi's head and nodded lazily.

Then he said that, but at an angle that the girl couldn't see, he pulled the corners of his mouth, lowered his eyelashes, and grinned.

——As for 'good friends'?

You want to be beautiful.

*****

Meanwhile, the apartment downstairs

A figure was standing in the middle of the road, with his head straight up, staring at the high-end apartment, the direction of the floor where Sanzi and Zhongya Zhongya were located.

She was wearing an old black sailor suit, with jet-black Ji-style long hair, and under neat flat bangs, was a pair of blood-red eyes.

Pedestrians who came and went walked past her, but no one noticed her existence.

Until a truck came from the end of the road, the driver in the driver's seat caught a glimpse of the figure in the middle of the road, and suddenly got a jolt, woke up from his sleepiness, and slammed on the brakes.

squeak--!

The sharp friction of tires against the road resounded throughout the street.

The truck driver poked his head out of the car window angrily, shouting angrily,

"Hey——! What's the matter with you, little girl! Are you dying? Standing in the early morning... huh? Where are you?"

He was only in the middle of cursing, but the driver found that there were no female students in front of the car at all, but there were many passers-by around, looking at him strangely.

"Strange? Is it a mistake?"

The truck driver scratched his head suspiciously.

*****

At the same time, in an office in Yokohama

A ginger-haired boy with glasses and pigtails put a file on the table and looked around the office.

There are not many people in the agency, most of the positions are empty, with the sign of 'outside service', and the only one that can be used -

The ginger-haired boy frowned in dissatisfaction, curled his fingers, tapped the table with his knuckles, and said to the man lying on his back in the chair,

"Hey, get up, newcomer, I have a commission."

"Huh? Now?"

As a sleepy voice sounded, the dozing man on the chair moved. He raised his bandaged hand and took off the magazine covering his face, revealing a delicate and handsome face popular with women.

He didn't get up immediately, but yawned under the disapproving eyes of his colleagues, then sat up straight and complained,

"Ah, it's such a beautiful morning, to go out with Kunikida-kun, I can't help crying just thinking about it."

While speaking, the black-haired boy wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingers, and actually squeezed out two tears from his kite-colored eyes.

Well, though it's sleepy tears when yawning.

"Pairing with you lazy guy, I'm the one to cry."

The boy known as 'Kunikida' looked at the black-haired boy with distaste, his eyebrows were so tightly frowned that he could almost pinch a fly to death,

"If it wasn't for the president and Mr. Ranpo who happened to be on a business trip, and Oda happened not to be in Yokohama... Tsk, get up quickly, don't make the client wait!"

Kunikida Doppo urged.

He stared at the black-haired boy on the chair, wishing he could pick up the cartilage-like man, flatten it with an iron, and take him to the scene with him.

This boy is called Dazai Osamu, and another newcomer, Oda Sakunosuke, is said to be a helper introduced by the Supernatural Secret Service Division.The ability is quite good. After the approval of the president, he will temporarily serve as a non-staff member in the agency to help handle the case.

As for good ability, Kunikida Doppo only recognizes Oda Sakunosuke.

As for this Osamu Dazai, so far, apart from his bad personality and that face that can only be counted as an advantage, he can't find any merits for the time being.

Really, it would be great if his partner was Oda.

Kunikida Doppo 1 complained in his heart.

The disgusted Osamu Dazai was not angry, as if he had seen through Kunikida Doppo's heart, he glanced at the ginger-haired boy, his kite-colored pupils glanced at the materials on the table uninterestedly,

"Kunikida-kun, let's talk about it first. If it is a request to find a kitten and puppy, please allow me to refuse."

"Shut up, a non-staff is forbidden to pick and choose commissions."

Kunikida Doppo glared at Osamu Dazai, and added,

"However, this time, we are not looking for a lost pet, but a missing person."

"The client is the son of the missing person, Katsuro Kawaguchi."

"Three days ago, his father Kawaguchi Heira disappeared in the university for no reason. The camera did not find any useful video records. Only from the search records of his computer, he found the last message Kawaguchi Heira left. It seems to be—"

Kunikida Doppo said, turned to one page of the information, and read,

"—Hell communication."

hell?

The familiar words made Osamu Dazai pause, he put away the lack of interest on his face, and looked up at Kunikida Doppo.

"What? You have a clue about the name?"

Kunikida was keenly aware of the change in Dazai's attitude.

"It's not so much a clue—"

Osamu Dazai nodded his chin thoughtfully, his iris-colored pupils showed a meaningful smile,

"It just so happens that I know a professional in this field."