king of yokohama

The fire from death burns the soul of the newborn.

Those golden light spots invisible to humans converged into the outline of the firebird, its wings were slightly retracted and suspended in mid-air, looking at those people on the battlefield who were crying for the girl in a daze.

"Your Highness."

A voice as gentle as a sigh in the cloud called it.

"follow me."

The feathers all over the firebird seemed to be burning, like divine iron that had been tempered with real fire, and it was burning red. When it spread its wings and was about to fly, it lowered its head and looked below its eyes - the young man was crying bitterly while hugging his soulless body.

The tail feathers dragged a golden waterfall upstream, and the firebird flew into the sky, leaving behind only stardust. When it fell leisurely, the sky seemed to be raining like pearls of saliva.

The young man with different pupils kneeling on the back of the blue bird held a green nest made of sycamore branches and leaves with both hands, inside was a soft and smooth egg that was as clear as snow.

Firebird stood on the clouds, hesitating, like a young animal afraid of being hurt again.

The young man's eyes were red, tears were streaming down his face at this moment, and he said in a daze, "Your Highness, you're back home."

This simple sentence seemed to be some kind of profound incantation, which made the fire bird raise its neck and cry out, and scattered sparks into the egg.

The young man with different pupils was holding the bird's nest, as if he was holding some peerless treasure, and remained motionless for fear of losing it.After all the sparks poured into the egg, his solemn expression relaxed, showing a little relief.

"Let's go, Qingque. Take Your Highness home."

It's warm all around.

It's like returning to the mother's womb/womb after being rejuvenated, surrounded by the gentle sheep/water.

In this comfortable environment, you fell asleep for a long time, so long that it seemed that you would never wake up again.

But you are not ignorant of the outside world.

Through Earl D’s nagging to your egg every day, you know that the broken body of Hakuyama Yoshimitsu and Yoshimitsu Yoshimitsu was asked by the Government of Time to repair it; After the suicide note, he took the girl he adopted to leave Hong Kong and join the martial arts society; Mori Ogai's style has become more peaceful, your reform achievements have not been destroyed, and those who are loyal to you have not been punished in any way, and continue to work in their original positions Served on...

Without you in Hong Kong, Shizuo Heiwajima resigned and went back to Ikebukuro to continue fighting with Orihara; I want to wait for you to come back in Ganghei; Yin Akutagawa will go to that piece of sea every week, where the ashes of Osamu Dazai were first scattered, and then your ashes were scattered, to visit the graves of you and Osamu Dazai by the way, rain or shine.

Tsunayoshi Sawada and Kyoko Sasakawa, who are already the tenth generation of Vengley, are married and are trying to take over some family businesses; Chuya Nakahara has more and more frequent missions, but every month he takes time out of his busy schedule. Time to go back to the pet shop and get entangled with Earl...

You know, the world will go on as usual without you.

Earl D / daily use jade ambergris to help you scrub the egg body.It is said that this is good for repairing the soul, and Qilin's blood can also be used, but even if Qilin is willing, he can't do that, so he retreats and uses dragon saliva instead.Thinking that the so-called dragon saliva is really the saliva of the White Dragon God, you feel slightly embarrassed, but you don't refuse.

"Today / I asked Mr. Zhongyuan to smoke a Tarot." Earl D chatted with you as usual, it seems that Zhongyuanzhong is not considered a human being, and even if he is rejected, he will visit you at least once a month. He has a lot of favorability, "Do you want to guess what it is, Your Highness?"

[I don't believe in fate. 】

"But you can't deny that no one escapes the flood of fate."

【...】

You were silent, and the sound transmission went out, [What is it? 】

Earl D said softly, "Reaper, reverse."

[You seemed to have coaxed me to draw a card before. 】

"Your Highness has a good memory."

[Unfortunately, you refused to tell me the contents of that card. 】

"The content on that card is—magician, reversed."

【create......? 】

You know magicians mean creation, but what do you create?

The tradition of usurping the throne by successive leaders of the port mafia is still the system that was so innovative that it was usually abandoned because of your death.

"How about drawing another card, Your Highness?"

After finishing the cleaning work, Earl D's voice was filled with a smile. You could feel that he wrapped the egg body like a night pearl with a blanket woven from thousand-year-old ice silk, and carried you back to the nest covered with sycamore branches and leaves.

[Cut in half, counting from right to left, No. 30 six cards. 】

Earl D, who had already cut the cards in his mind without props, had a subtle tone, as if he hadn't expected this situation, and said the result of the divination, "Judgment, upright."

【...】

resurrection?

In order to let you break out of your shell and see your real body, the earl is still so full of tricks and perseverance.It's a pity that you really don't want to come to this new world that gradually erases all traces of you.

【Did Dazai ask you for divination? 】

"That really happened a few years ago. Mr. Dazai looked at the cards and left in a hurry without listening to me explaining the cards." Earl D seemed to have a bad feeling for Dazai, and his tone was slightly displeased, but it was not Because of the other party's rudeness, "It's a tall tower, reversed."

[Mori Ogai? 】

Guess Dazai is here, Mr. Mori probably brought Alice here too.

"Him? The chariot is reversed."

Through the eggshell, you can feel Earl D's well-hidden disgust for human inferiority.

【Then... what about Ryunosuke? 】

For three years, you have been deliberately avoiding Ryunosuke's news, and today is the first time you have taken the initiative to mention it.

"Mr. Akutagawa..." Earl D thought for a while and thought, "Do you want to go and see for yourself?"

You don't know why you agreed by accident.

In the form of a girl, you appeared in a coffee shop in Yokohama, holding a cup of black coffee in your hand, sitting by the window, looking out casually.

Ryunosuke is over there.

His figure became thinner and thinner. He was obviously a man, but when viewed from the side, he always gave off a cold and slender feeling.

He stood by the side of the street, took out a white cigarette and a dark black lighter, and turned his head to light the cigarette.

The smoke from his lungs was exhaled thinly, blurring his face, and the shadow cast by the building enveloped his profile. The light of the fire was erratic in the smoke, and it seemed that it would go out at any time.

He and the color of his hands are incompatible with this bustling street.

Suddenly, as if choked by thick smoke, he frowned, covered his lips with his fist and coughed uncontrollably, his pale face was flushed, his chest heaved violently, as if he was about to cough up all his internal organs.

Seeing the bright red blood overflowing between his fingers, you seemed to be stabbed by something, stood up abruptly, realized your abruptness, and immediately sat back as if nothing had happened.

The black-haired young man who was wiping the blood off his hands with a handkerchief was so keen. He looked this way suddenly, his eyes were cold and piercing, but suddenly turned into consternation.

You broke out of the shell, stretched out your gorgeous wings amidst the earl's praise, washed away all the lead in your body, and when you transformed into a human form, your red hair was as bright as fire, and your eyes were also dyed with a touch of gold.

It is impossible for Ryunosuke to recognize you.

You thought so, then lowered your head and stirred the coffee in the cup with a spoon. After a while, you turned your head and looked out of the window again. Seeing that the black-haired boy had already disappeared in place, you looked back and were about to pick up the coffee you forgot to add sugar to. Take a sip, and you will see the familiar reflection on the surface of the black coffee.

Your body froze, like a thorn in your back, and you dared not move.

The man standing next to you pursed his lips tightly and stared at you without blinking. His dark pupils were originally lifeless like a pool of stagnant water, but ripples appeared when he saw you. set it on fire.You can't move your body away, and you can't deny anything, you can only slowly raise your head and look at him.

"Yo," you put down your coffee, and greeted your boyfriend before you died calmly, "Long time no see."

Without saying a word, the black-haired young man grabbed your wrist and pulled you out of the crowded coffee shop.

In the hidden alley, the black beast crawling behind him swarmed up, bound your hands and feet, and pressed you against the cold wall, like pig iron.

The lights in the alley were too dim, and he didn't speak for a long time, but you couldn't see his expression clearly.

Your Ryunosuke has never been a good talker, but at this moment you suddenly understand all his feelings in the past three years.

You have known each other since childhood, he made his name and walked out of the slums, staying by your side, watching you plump and full of wings, watching you sky high and sea broad.Even if you do everything for revenge, no one believes that you can do those seemingly impossible things, he has been silently standing behind you to support you, watching your back.

In the next few years, knowing that you can't let yourself implicate the entire organization, you swung your sword and killed yourself, leaving the brothers and sisters where they were.Three years later, he seems to have forgotten you, but when we meet again, even if you have completely changed your appearance, he can recognize you in disguise at a glance.

And you thought he would always be behind you, but you forgot that he would also be injured and feel pain from your death, that he was not invincible, nor did he have no complaints against your willfulness and selfishness.

You feel that he is very much like you before.

At that time, you didn't want much, as long as one person was by your side was enough, but that person used this to hurt you unscrupulously.

All he wants is you.

What you do is no different from that person.

"Senior Akutagawa!"

The blond woman in a black suit hurried over, breaking the silence of the alley.

She bent over and gasped for breath, feeling that the atmosphere was not right. She glanced at the senior she respected, and then at you who was pressed against the wall, wondering if she should speak.

After a while, the ferocious beast that imprisoned your limbs retreated behind the black-haired youth, waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Catch it back."

As if he had figured something out, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's expression was condensed, and all his fragility faded away.

"I want her."