The daily life after marriage with the leader of Mori

"This is what I found out."

Osamu Dazai and Nakahara Nakaya are in a common room at home.

Osamu Dazai kept pacing in the room. It was seven o'clock in the evening and he had just finished breakfast.

Pacing is not an after-dinner exercise, but a precursor to implementing a bad idea.

"auctions?"

Nakahara Chu also looked through the information that Osamu Dazai threw over to investigate. It was information about a secret auction.

The auction list of the auction is coded with numbers, and the pictures on the list are all calligraphy, paintings and jade, nothing special.

Osamu Dazai sat down with the computer, opened a website, entered the account password skillfully, and entered a forum with a strange interface.

The logo on the top of the forum is a horizontal bloody eye, constantly scanning the surroundings.

After entering the homepage, the top post is titled "Mourning the Greatest Curse Master of this Century".

Chuya Nakahara: "What kind of strange forum is this?"

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows: "You click on the top post."

Zhong Yuanzhong also clicked on it, and he was immediately attracted by the people in the target photo.

Really special bangs.

"and many more……"

Zhong Yuan looked at Dazai Zhi and remembered who this man was: "Xia Youjie?"

Xia Youjie's photo was included in the previous investigation materials.

The information about Xia Youjie is very brief. The most notable thing is that he massacred the villagers of a village and killed his parents.

The latest news about Xia Youjie is that he led the riots in Shinjuku and Kyoto a few months ago.

After the riots ended, Xia Youjie disappeared. The latest news said that he was dead and killed by Wutiaowu, the elder brother of Wutiaoqing, the first magician.

The relationship between the two is really complicated.

Is this a new type of humiliation in the name of the person you killed?

Osamu Dazai explained: "This is a forum for curse masters."

Osamu Dazai flipped through the posts skillfully, and saw that the account level was not low, at least it had been in this forum for a long time.

There are a lot of replies and posts.

Nakahara Chuya: "...?"

So how can you, a supernatural being, be so proficient in entering the curser website? !

Is there no threshold for this website?Was it broken into by outsiders so easily? !

Osamu Dazai searched and found a post. After clicking on it, the main building was a picture.

He moved the computer to Zhongya Zhongyuan: "Look."

On the picture are some weapons and strange things, and each thing has a number on it.

Numbering?

Zhong Yuanzhong also picked up the auction roster at hand: "The ones in the post are the real auction items?"

"Well, they are all spell tools and spell objects."

Osamu Dazai moved the picture down: "The final collection is this, the finger of the cursed king."

"The king of curses? What is the name of the second class."

"Secondary two?"

Osamu Dazai smiled maliciously: "Could it be that the title 'King of Sheep' is not second to none?"

Zhong Ye was ashamed, and said with a sullen face: "Shut up!"

The starting price of the grand finale that Osamu Dazai said was very expensive.

Judging from the picture, it was a withered finger that had been placed for a long time. The whole was black, a bit like a soaked tiger skin and chicken claw.

"What a strange thing."

Zhong Ye looked disgusted: "So what do you pay attention to the auction of this strange curse master?"

"Because Mother is going to this auction with a hedgehog head, and I'm going to join in the fun."

"what--?!"

Zhong Ye asked, "How do you know?"

"Want to know?"

Osamu Dazai pulled it down: "I won't tell you."

After he finished speaking, he put on his coat and straightened the bandages on his face.

"I'm going, it doesn't matter to me whether you want to go or not."

Zhong Yuan picked up his hat and followed him.

Judging from his appearance, he is definitely going to make trouble. In order not to let him make trouble, he will definitely watch him.

Mori Ogai, who was sitting alone in the living room reading the newspaper, heard the movement.

An hour ago, his wife dressed up and even sprayed perfume to go out and flatly refused the request of his companion.

where is she going

Who is she traveling with?

Mori Ogai knew nothing about it.

An hour passed, and Mori Ogai hadn't finished reading a newspaper.

The mind is obviously not on the newspaper.

Osamu Dazai and Zhong also went downstairs one after another.

"you……"

Before Mori Ogai could finish speaking, the door opened and closed, and they were blown out like the wind.

He was the only one left in the empty villa.

He put down the newspaper.

"Alice sauce—"

"Alice sauce!"

"Where are you? It's just the two of us—"

Alice turned the volume of the game console to the maximum, completely covering the old father's shouts.

She doesn't want to play with a lonely man.

uninteresting.

……

……

Kyoto.

Zhong Yuan also parked his motorcycle outside the convenience store.

"Are you sure it's here?"

There is only one convenience store around, and the surrounding area is empty, and one kilometer ahead is Fushimi Inari Shrine.

You can see the red torii from a distance, spreading all the way up.

The lights flicker like stars.

The halo of the street lamps spread, and it didn't look like an auction was being held here.

"Otherwise? You idiot, they are all hidden auctions, and of course they won't be displayed in the open."

Zhong Ye: "What kind of dark place can there be in this place?"

"follow me."

Osamu Dazai opened the door and entered the convenience store. He bought a bottle of water at random and went to pay the bill. When paying the bill, he made a strange gesture to the waiter.

Seeing the gesture, the waiter pressed a button under the table.

The shelves against the wall are separated, and the long stairs are all the way down. There is darkness at the end of the stairs. When you approach, you can feel the cool and cold wind blowing from below.

The door was closed, and the dim light on the narrow wall was turned on.

Osamu Dazai nodded his head: "Slug, it's fine if you don't grow tall, and you don't have a long brain."

Chuya clenched his fist and lowered his voice: "I've said it all, I will grow taller!"

Osamu Dazai shrugged: "Deceive yourself."

Zhongye's veins are throbbing, can we kill him now?

I'm so bored!

……

The dimly lit ceiling is dotted with faint lights like a galaxy, and the underground black market is kept in darkness all year round, and most of the people entrenched here are people who can't see the light.

The transactions here are very silent, and those who can enter here are those who understand the rules, and of course there are one or two bold people.

"Wow, this dagger is too suitable for stabbing myself to death."

Osamu Dazai looked at Chuya, blinked his eyes, and his wet eyes were shining with pleading light: "Chuya~ I want this."

"What do you want to do with me?"

Dazai Zhizhi said bluntly, "I have no money."

He took out his pocket and only took out: "Five hundred yen. There's only so much. Do you sell it?"

The stall owner didn't raise his head and aimed his gun at Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai put down the dagger: "Understood, you won't sell it."

Fu Heihui stopped and saw someone who shouldn't be here.

He hesitated to speak: "Sister Qing..."

Wu Tiaoqing turned around: "What's wrong..."

Looking past Fu Heihui, he saw the two people standing in front of the weapon booth.

"I already know."

No matter how Osamu Dazai prayed, Chuya held the wallet and remained unmoved.

He knew that Osamu Dazai was very good at stealing, and he could steal the wallet without checking, so he held the wallet firmly in his hand.

"Give up, I won't give you a single yen!"

Someone stopped beside Chuya, and he quickly moved away with a glance from the corner of his eye.

and many more……!

He immediately lost his arrogance in front of Osamu Dazai, and said cautiously: "Mother..."

Osamu Dazai looked innocent: "Mother, are you also shopping here? What a coincidence."

Fu Heihui: "..."

A lie with no skill at all, with zero convincing degree.

Five affectionate eyes skipped over Nakaya, and fell directly on Dazai: "It's quite a coincidence that I can see two young talents from the port of Mafia here."

It's going to be over.

Anger had already rushed to the top of his head.

Zhong Ye obviously needs to be a little smarter, knowing that no matter what, he must admit his mistake first.

"I was wrong."

Dazai Osamu was even more insidious, opening his mouth to push the pot: "It's Chuya! Chuya brought me here!"

Chuya: "???"

There is no dog in this world than Osamu Dazai!

"Okay, I don't know whose idea it is?"

Wu Tiaoqing couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't push everything to Zhong Ye."

Seeing that Gojo's anger had subsided, Osamu Dazai approached with a smile, and pushed Fukuro away calmly.

Fu Heihui, who was originally standing beside Wutiaoqing, forcibly pushed him to the side of Zhongye.

Wujoqing pulled him away: "Osamu Dazai, are you a child?"

How old is he, and he still engages in some methods of competing for favor.

Osamu Dazai blinked and urged, "gogogo, hurry to the auction."

Wu Tiaoqing lowered her face and knocked his head: "In addition to unlocking, your eavesdropping skills are also very high."

Osamu Dazai said modestly, "It's okay, it's okay."

Zhongya, who was behind, looked at Fuhei, and then quickly looked away.

Each other breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this guy is more normal than that maniac/mackerel.

……

It's all here, and now it's obviously impossible for Osamu Dazai and Chuya to go back.

Although Osamu Dazai liked harmless pranks, he was not ambiguous about big things.

Wu Tiaoqing said seriously: "I need to bid for the finger of the Cursed King, which is the finale auction this time, and you are not allowed to make trouble."

Osamu Dazai nodded, promising not to make trouble.

Before entering the auction location, you will get a mask of the same style.

Everyone entering the auction is required to wear a mask.

The surrounding is very quiet, each table is spaced one meter apart, and there is a luminous light board with the table number on it.

There is a bell ringer on the table, which is used for bidding.

In the center is the auction platform, and a cluster of light falls, covering the entire auction platform.

The cluster of light on the auction platform, plus the bright light board on the table, only have these two sources of light.

The room is very dark, so I can't see other tables except my own.

Wu Tiaoqing took out her mobile phone and typed on it, and then showed it to the other three.

[There are two people standing by the door on the left side of the auction table, their spells are related to hearing.Don't talk nonsense, it's best to type for communication. ]

Wutiaoqing temporarily opened a chat room.

Osamu Dazai looked at the chat room members, Mori Ogai who is lonely at home is so pitiful.

Except for Su Nuo's finger, the lot is not important.

In order not to make the purpose too clear, Wu Tiaoqing symbolically rang the bell when auctioning other items, and also took a few small things.

The next lot is Su Nuo's finger, which has already been placed on the auction table.

"I believe that many of the people sitting here are here for the auction below."

The red cloth was uncovered, revealing a simple box with a charm on it: "The next lot is the finger of the king of curses!"

The real person supported his head on the second floor and looked down.

"Leihu, I want money. We have no choice but to grab it."

Leu Hu raised her finger, smoke was blowing from her head: "It hasn't started yet!"

The real person has already rushed down: "Let's see who will kill ten people first!"

Leu Hu: "...a boring game."

The temperature of the ground rose, and hot magma spewed out suddenly.

Wu Tiaoqing reacted quickly, using a spell to transfer the person and the table to a safe space.

"Where did the curse spirit come from?!"

The auctioneer on the auction stage stuffed the box containing Su Nuo's fingers into his arms.

The whole venue became chaotic, like two stones were thrown into boiling water.

Osamu Dazai knocked down the auctioneer and almost fell, he stood up and said "I'm sorry" symbolically, and caught up with Wujoqing.

A sharp knife pierced through the auctioneer's back.

The real person withdrew his hand and opened the auctioneer's suit: "Where's the thing? I saw him put it inside."

Wu Tiaoqing took the three of them to hide in the dark.

There was a loud cry: "Su Nuo's finger is missing. It was taken away by those two curse spirits!"

All eyes focused on Daoist and Leuhu.

Zhenren and Leuhu are thinking at the same time: Did the real person/Leihu get it?

More and more curse masters joined the siege. The real person dodged the attack and counted the people who killed him, and there were already ten people.

He waved his hand: "I won't play with you anymore."

Seeing this, Liu Hu covered the real person and left the venue together, and struggled for a long time before getting rid of the curse master who was following behind.

He stopped: "Really, have you got it?"

"Didn't you get it?"

Leu Hu: "???"

What did you say again?

"Really, don't be kidding."

The real person spread his hands: "I'm not kidding."

"Who is that finger!"

……

Wu Tiaoqing looked regretful: "It seems that the task assigned by my brother has not been completed."

Osamu Dazai poked Wujoqing, turned his palm over, and a familiar box lay in his palm.

He opened the box and pinched his fingers in disgust:

"The fingers of the Cursed King don't look like anything special."

Five feelings: "...???"

When did it arrive in your hands?

For some reason, Fu Heihui touched his pocket subconsciously.

He breathed a sigh of relief, the wallet was still there.

Also relieved, there was Chuya next to him.