[Comprehensive] Today's Yokohama is also very flat!

As the rain of blood kept falling, Yoko bought three oil-paper umbrellas at a roadside stall.

Dazai studied the products on the stall with great interest. He picked up a set of skull beads and put them on his head, and put his chin on his fingers to pose.

"How about it, is it good-looking? Isn't it particularly masculine?"

"Hmm..." Yoko thought for a while, pointed to the toilet with teeth next to him, and strongly recommended: "I think you will be more masculine if you use this."

Dazai smiled forcedly: "Let's not talk about masculinity, maybe you won't be able to be a man after using it."

He suddenly thought of something, and tapped the palm of his hand, "It seems that I can give it away! Well, I will give it to Mr. Sen, he will definitely cry! Manager, how much is this~"

... What kind of hatred and resentment is this?

"Concern about the one who ran past just now, is he human?" Yato asked worriedly.

Yoko wasn't sure: "Maybe."

Yato: "Then do you want to find him?"

Yoko: "He doesn't even know where he went."

Yato: "Yes."

In the end, Dazai really bought the toilet, and he swiped Mr. Mori’s card—his own card was forced out in the casino, and the casino was destroyed by the two humanoid demolition machines, Yoko and Berserker, and his money was returned. not coming.

The store manager, who looks like a giant salamander, actually has a human POS machine, and he also said that free shipping can be delivered to the address provided by Dazai.

"It's too sweet, manager!"

Yoko felt that Dazai's operation was a bit coquettish: "You use other people's money to buy this thing and give it to others, how much do you hate him?"

"No, I respect Mr. Sen very much."

Dazai puffed his cheeks, with a look of resentment at being wronged

"Fortunately I'm not someone you respect." Yoko whispered.

"Eh? Miss, do you want this toilet too? It's delicious! I'm just—"

"Stop! No need! Put down your card, we are good partners!"

Finally, a few people found the silver-haired natural curly hair in a trash can on the corner of the street. The man was shivering like an ostrich, with his head stuck in the trash can, his buttocks sticking out, and he was still chanting: "Time machine, time Where is the machine?!"

Seeing that Yoko and the others were in human form, the gentleman who called himself "Silver Time" calmed down a bit, and asked with his dead fish eyes drooping, "Hey, are you human? Are you not some messy humanoid monster?"

I'm so sorry for being a humanoid monster!

Yoko slapped Gintoki on the back of the head angrily.

Gintoki saw Dazai in a blink of an eye, and started to tremble again: "Ah, I know, you are the legendary bandage monster, the one in the pyramid, as soon as the bandage is untied, it will jump up, biubiu emits death light waves—"

"The one that jumps up is the Qing Dynasty zombie." Dazai had a great time: "The reason why I wear bandages is to hide the evil king's eyes all over my body~"

A man's mouth, a liar.

Yoko looked indifferent.

In the end, it was Yato who brought the topic back on track: "You are human, how did you get here?"

Gintoki tapped the palm of his hand, with a dazed expression on his face: "Kamiya-kun? You are Kamiya-kun, right? It's been a long time no see, you've grown up so much~" (Yato CV: Hiroshi Kamiya)

"I'm Yato... Forget it." God-sama sighed, feeling very tired.

Can we stop looking for artifacts and let that guy fend for himself.

Yinshi automatically approached "Kamiya-kun" and said, "Ah Yin, I was going to drink, but after I came out of the izakaya, I seemed to have fallen on the side of the road. When I woke up, I found myself here, surrounded by several ah Gone...Wow, they are here again!"

The dark and translucent ghosts gathered from all directions, and they floated over densely. They even maintained the tragic appearance when they died, bloody.

Some stick out their tongues, some have eyeballs that fall out and connect to nerves, some hold their heads, and some are busy stuffing their intestines into their stomachs...

I don't know why, but they especially like to be wrapped around silver.

"Probably because he has a human aura on him." Yato glanced at Dazai, the charm on his forehead was well pasted.

"Tsk, it doesn't look like a serious ghost at first glance."

In Dazai's exclamation of "Wow, is this the world after death", Yoko turned to look at Yato: "This needs magic attack, I can't use the blue bar, it's up to you, Kamiya-kun~"

"It's Yato." Yeto spread his hands, a little embarrassed: "Cough...Actually, my artifact is currently lost, and I came here to find him. God can't do anything without the artifact."

Yoko looked grim: "So you're useless now, isn't it?"

"Hey, you can't say that, I am a Valkyrie, I can still... why do you want to let me go down——!!!"

Yoko grabbed Yato's feet violently and swung his body like a sword, causing all the ghosts he touched to collapse.

"Sure enough, he is a god, and his body can be used as a demon-breaking sword." She shouted happily: "Look at my special attack - "Disqualification in the World"! ! ! "

Dazai covered his mouth and laughed "chichi", Yato was swung violently by Yoko, and hit Dazai's head with a bang, Dazai fell to the side, and accidentally hit Gintoki's stomach with his elbow.

Gintoki, who was still in a hangover, almost vomited on Yoko.

"That... you guys are from outside, right?"

Seeing that a group of people was about to start a fight, a pretty little girl with long black bangs and straight bangs stood timidly three meters away and asked in a low voice.

Four pairs of eyes focused on her at once.

The little girl was a little nervous, she pinched the corner of the kimono sleeve and lowered her head shyly, with the hanging pink flower hairpin covering one side of her cheek.

Yoko glanced at Yato: Is this human?

Yato looked back hesitantly: it seems not.

Ignoring the complaints from the two non-human eyes, the girl said softly, "Something's not right here recently, you'd better leave as soon as possible."

"Can you tell us what happened here?" Yoko asked hastily.

"This..." The girl looked at her in embarrassment: "Why do you want to know about this? Wouldn't it be better to stay away from danger?"

"I have someone I have to find," Yoko said.

If you dare to rob people under the eyes of the King of the Mountain without paying the travel expenses, ghosts and gods will beat him to death!

Seeing the four pairs of expectant eyes on the opposite side, the girl let out a sigh of relief: "It's not very convenient here, let's talk about it at my place."

Several people looked at each other and followed the girl.

·

During the period when Yoko and the others entered the ghost city, a major event happened in this world—they stayed in the ghost city for three hours, three days had passed outside, and Dazai had been missing for three days.

Hong Kong Black Office Building.

"Have you heard? That person is also missing."

"Who?"

"It's the one with the bandage, 'Mr. Mori's Pocket Knife'."

"That young man with a knife." A member of the Hong Kong underworld moaned, "He must have gone somewhere to commit suicide."

Although he has not officially joined Hong Kong Hei, there are legends about Osamu Dazai everywhere in Hong Kong Hei, and the most widely spread is the phrase "Mr. Mori's Pocket Sword".

"It's really not this time. The surveillance footage captured him clearly. He disappeared suddenly just like the missing patrol team before, just like Shenyin!"

"Is it a power? What is the plan of the boss now?"

"I heard that the upper echelons are discussing whether to go to war with the Boys' Self-Defense Forces on Leibo Street. It was their leader who lost the 'Pocket Knife'."

He sighed with a "tsk tut": "This young man is really a disaster."

"But doesn't the boss like young girls?"

"Also... eh, do you think he likes boys too?"

"Who knows, the boss is obsessed with sexual orientation."

Across the corridor, Odasaku called Yoko again.

"The number you dialed is out of service area."

He looked at the phone silently, showing thoughtful eyes.

Lei Bo Street.

Nakahara Chuya folded his arms and stood against the wall expressionlessly. When he saw Shirase walking towards him, he unconsciously showed a very subtle expression - a little unhappy, more like angry from embarrassment.

He woke up from a coma with a high fever two days ago and found that someone was ripping off his pants, so he didn't have time to think about anything else, so he used his supernatural powers to beat him against the wall.

"Shirose!!!"

Amidst the pink-haired girl's exclamation, Chuya opened his eyes.

The boy with silver-gray hair pulled himself out of the wall, faced Zhong's unfriendly gaze, and explained: "Cough...we picked you up."

As he said that, he raised the needle and said in embarrassment: "No other meaning, you have a fever, I just wanted to give you an injection."

"Need not."

The bright sunlight was shining through the window, and after judging that the surroundings were safe and the other party was not threatening, Chuya lay back on the bed again.

The high temperature made him dizzy.

"Can you go out first?" Let him take a breath.

He was almost ripped off by someone, scared him to death, okay? !

"Uh, okay." Shirase put down the needle in his hand, and said hesitantly, "Well, antipyretics are quite expensive in the black market. It's not good to waste it, why don't you do it yourself?"

Chuuya looked at him unkindly.

"Okay, okay, let's go out." Shirase raised his hands in surrender, and pulled Yuxing out of the room.

"He's so fierce." You Xing complained.

"Shh, keep your voice down." Shirase raised her index finger to warn her, and looked back: "I don't know if you paid attention to the expression on your boss when he saw him. I bet he must be a master."

"So what." Youxing didn't take it seriously, "No matter how powerful you are, you're not as good as the boss."

"Are you stupid? Do you really agree with your boss's philosophy? What is there to teach without distinction? You have the ability to protect everyone, but you still want to push the weak out. What is it? You fools Worshiping her is like something."

Shirase paused, and continued: "Do you want to live a comfortable life? Just listen to me if you want to. I just told that person that 'we' picked him up. Let's try to increase his favorability and wait until the time is right... ..."

Lying in the room, Zhong also didn't know what kind of tricks he was playing. He turned over, stared at the syringe for a long time, and finally picked it up silently.

For fever.

Quite expensive.

Can't be wasted.

Hiss... By the way, who can tell him how to fight this thing?Poking straight in the ass? !