Yokohama has a psychic

[is a gray liquid

Mapped on the marble floor

low dust

i see the shadow of the shadow

gray shape

dark, filthy, painful, dirty

twisted into blood on the ground

passerby

please look back

your shadow]

In the deep alley, there was a creepy sound.

Boom, boom, boom.

Although I want to go home quickly, life is not always so smooth, and there will always be some troubles on the road.

For example, there is an iron bucket on the way she must go home now.

Ai Ai, a young black-haired teenager, stretched out a bandaged hand from the bucket towards her, and said weakly, "This beautiful lady, can you save me?"

"..."

Suzumiya Asaka felt that she must have not read the almanac when she went out today to meet this bandaged suicide weirdo.

She overturned the iron bucket, and then released Osamu Dazai, who was trapped in the iron bucket and couldn't move. It can be declared a failure."

Suzumiya Asaka took a step back silently: "If you have nothing to do, I'll leave first."

"Don't worry, beautiful lady, don't you think the moonlight tonight is beautiful?" Osamu Dazai put his hands in his pockets, tilted his head and asked her, as if he was really just asking for her opinion.

Suzumiya Asaka took another step back and looked at him vigilantly: "I don't think so, even if I think so, I wouldn't die for love..."

Die!Mouth fast!

Suzumiya Asaka suddenly covered her mouth.

Sure enough, in the next second, the black-haired young man with deep eyes bent down to her cheek, and whispered in her ear: "Miss, you seem to know me very well."

The waist was pressed against something cold, Suzumiya Asahi's body was slightly stiff, but the other party continued: "I wonder if the beautiful lady can tell me whether those memories I lost are related to you?"

Here's the guesswork! ?Did he take the script?

Suzumiya Asaka took a deep breath: "How did you guess that?"

"It's very simple," Dazai Osamu chuckled, as if he had never done anything, and straightened up nonchalantly, "There are various reasons, such as the sense of disobedience caused by memory deviation, which is also inexplicable. The most important thing is, miss, what you just answered."

Suzumiya Asaka stared at the light smile on the corner of the other party's mouth, and remained silent.

So, was she blown out herself?

"Now, miss, can you explain to me, what did I forget?"

The smile on Dazai Osamu's lips deepened: "Also, it would be even better if you could explain clearly what you just dodged on the road."

Suzumiya Asaka's pupils shrank.

He... saw it?

Not knowing if it was deception again, she hesitated for a while, then said hesitantly: "What... what did you see?"

"From beginning to end, it was a very interesting show."

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes and pointed to the iron bucket he was trapped in before, and put his hands back into his pockets: "Speaking of which, this location is really good, and the view is so good that I can't help but want to take a photo .”

It is impossible for monsters to be photographed by the camera.

I don't know how much this extremely dangerous and intelligent man in front of him guessed and said a few truths.

This man is also different from Chuya. If it is facing Chuya, although it is a bit impolite to say so, as long as she doesn't want to say something, she can fool it casually, but if it is Dazai... it will be very troublesome, probably as long as she lies , the other party can detect it immediately.

Suzumiya Asaka really struggled for a while, but finally told him everything.

"Will the world... merge?"

Osamu Dazai was leaning against the wall, the shadow cast by the moonlight divided his face into two ends interlaced with light and dark, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"It feels quite interesting."

"Now that I've told you everything, I'll leave first if there's nothing else to do."

Suzumiya Asaka didn't want to stay any longer, she turned around and was about to leave, but was caught off guard by someone grabbing her wrist and pressing it against the wall with a "slap".

The corner of the young man's mouth curled up into a gentle smile, and his voice was elongated, appearing ambiguous and meandering: "Miss Suzumiya, you seem to be very afraid of me?"

Suzumiya Asaxia, who was pushed against the wall, was a little irritable.

Why is this posture again? ?

Do people like wall-dong so much now?

Suzumiya Asaka pulled her hand, okay, she didn't pull it out again, she gave up struggling: "It's not because I'm afraid, but because I think you're troublesome."

"I always feel that as long as I stay with you, there will be all kinds of troubles..."

"……bother?"

what's the situation?

Suzumiya Asaka only felt a violent wave of air rush past her, and then the young man who touched her flew out.

her side.

The orange-haired youth is slowly retracting the kicked long legs, and the powerful arc of the calf reveals a fierce domineering: "Hello? Dazai, who allowed you to touch her?"

Osamu Dazai coughed up a mouthful of blood, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, and stood up unsteadily: "Qi, I didn't expect to meet Chuya here, it's really too bad."

"But having said that, I just had a few words with Ms. Suzumiya, why are you so angry?"

"Huh? Are you saying something? You are clearly harassing underage women, okay? Find it out for me!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked angrily at the disgusting face opposite him, recalling the scene he saw just now in his mind, wishing to punch him again.

Just when the two were arguing like kindergarten children, Suzumiya Asaka suddenly appeared near the phone booth with a businessman carrying a satchel.

The man was chatting with the newsstand owner next to the phone booth. The two had a pleasant conversation. At first glance, there seemed to be no problem. After careful consideration, you will find that his overall movements seem a little stiff.

Osamu Dazai first noticed Suzumiya Asaxia's abnormality. He followed her gaze and saw the office worker as well. Then, as if he had discovered something, he frowned, but quickly regained his composure.

Only Zhongyuan Zhong also looked puzzled: "What happened to that person?"

Suzumiya Asaka glanced at the orange-haired youth who was still out of condition, and reminded: "Chuya, look carefully, he has no shadow."

Hearing that Zhong Yuanzhong also re-observed the man, he realized that something was wrong. Under the cold moonlight, the ground behind the man was empty, and when he pulled his gaze in, Zhong Yuanzhong also found a more creepy thing——

Under the cart of the newsstand owner, besides his own shadow, there is another shadow.

Headless, twisted, and dark, like a hunter in the night, he opened his icy fangs and bit the head of the boss's shadow.

However, what is frightening is that, while my own shadow is struggling violently, the boss has two completely different expressions on his face—one is laughing happily, the other is sobbing in grief, contradictory. The expressions alternated repeatedly on the same face, which looked extremely strange.

Tens of seconds later, everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Zhong Yuanzhong also swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty: "What is that?"

Suzumiya Asaka explained: "It's a shadow demon. It devours the shadow of human beings and then the soul of human beings. It is a kind of monster that is difficult to guard against. Don't look at the two people who seem to have no problem now, but in fact the core inside is gone. gone."

Osamu Dazai's face didn't change much, and he even poked Nakahara Chuya meanly: "Does Chuya feel anything?"

Nakahara Nakaya, who was suddenly attacked, almost jumped up in fright, and Nakahara Nakaya, who realized that he was humiliated by doing it again, gave Osamu Dazai a vicious look: "I don't feel anything."

Osamu Dazai continued to play tricks: "But how did I hear that Zhong Ye is most afraid of this kind of thing? He is obviously in his 20s and still afraid of ghosts like a child. Sure enough, there is a reason why he is not tall."

"Hey! Bastard Dazai! Are you looking for death!"

Suzumiya Asaka: ...What the fuck, it started again.

So he pulled one hand and separated the two kindergarten students: "Stop arguing, didn't you notice that the swallowed boss was coming towards us?"

Both of them paused.

Looking up, the boss who was staying at the booth honestly had already walked towards them. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the smile on the boss's face looked even more terrifying under the atmosphere.

"Hey... what's going on here?"

Seeing that person getting closer and closer, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Zhongyuan Zhongye's back, and his body began to glow red.

Suzumiya Asaka held his hand comfortingly. Under the condition of extreme nervousness, the other party did not realize that this action was inappropriate, but instead held her hand even tighter, but Osamu Dazai glanced at him, Then, not to be outdone, she grabbed Suzumiya Asaka's other hand.

By the way, after looking over with Suzumiya Asaxia's eyes, she coquettishly coquettishly said, "I'm afraid too~"

I didn't see it at all, bro!

While speaking, the boss had already crossed the road and came to the front. He waved the magazine in his hand stiffly, as if something stuck in his throat, and said in a hoarse voice: "Miss, do you want to buy a magazine?"

Suzumiya Asahi made a little effort with her hands, and pulled the two of them behind her. Under the death gaze of the boss, she just calmly lowered her head to look at the approaching headless shadow, and then raised her foot to step on it.

boss:……?

The wandering shadow struggled crazily under her feet, but the girl's lightly tapped toes were like hands choking the lifeblood, firmly pinning it to the ground, unable to move.

The boss's face showed an extremely shocked look, and his voice was completely changed because of being too frightened. It was as unpleasant as the sharp sound of wheels rubbing against the ground: "This, this is impossible!! You... who are you?"

This is impossible!It is impossible for someone to directly touch its body, impossible!Because, because it is an illusory shadow! !

Suzumiya Asaka's fingertips overflowed with brilliant golden aura, and laid out a spirit-binding array lightly, wrapping the dark shadow monster on the ground tightly, then she knelt down/body, tapped the ground, and asked with a smile: "Do you prefer steamed or braised?"

Shadow Demon: ...

The shadow demon trembled.

Shadow Demon: "... I don't even like it, can I?"

"Okay, no problem, I'm very understanding, so let's end it without going through the process."

The girl nodded very eloquently, took a step back, and snapped her fingers lightly.

Snapped!

The brilliant golden color exploded in the dark night, turned into bits of fluorescent light, and finally disappeared into the dust together with the Shadow Demon on the ground.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Osamu Dazai: ...

Shadow Demon: ...?