[Comprehensive] The world is being reset

December 31, New Year's Eve.

There was no moon or stars tonight, and the whole sky was dark.

Light pollution is serious in big cities. Even if the moon and stars are not visible, walking on the road without street lights does not affect the visibility of the road.

Tokyo is a metropolis. The neon lights between high-rise buildings illuminate most of the urban area, and rows of street lamps stand straight on both sides of the street like city guards.Bright, open and bright, the city that never sleeps.

In a dilapidated street where the light couldn't reach, a few homeless men were crookedly wrapped in worn blankets and huddled in a corner to hide from the wind.Occasionally, there were one or two drunken office workers in suits lying on the ground, and the darkness covered up all the invisible things.During the day, the well-dressed leather was thrown aside, and he was drunk and ugly in front of people he didn't know.

I don't know how long the street lights at the intersection have been broken, and no one has come to fix them.The lights on the street outside were only a little over a meter away, and then there was deep darkness.This dark alley is like a pustule on the body of a bright and bright big city, covered by the lights of the neon festival, and the homeless people hiding in the alley are maggots born in the pustule.If one day he died in this narrow alley in obscurity, no one would care.

Most people are still a bit sociable, thinking of the fate of hiding in the same place in Dali, a few homeless people trembled, and unconsciously caught up with the words, and guessed by the way Looking at what happened to the drunken office worker over there at the entrance of the alley, his eyes inevitably moved back and forth between the watch on his wrist and the wallet in his trouser pocket.

A few people had just warmed up the freezing air of the night when there was a clear sound of footsteps coming from the entrance of the alley.

The vagrants looked up and saw a tall and thin man standing at the intersection, with the light behind his back he couldn't see his appearance clearly.He stood there for a long time without speaking, like a stake growing out of the ground.

The older one among the homeless tentatively said, "What do you want?"

The black shadow standing there still didn't move.

The tramps looked at each other, and just as they were about to walk over to have a look, the tall and thin figure suddenly opened his eyes.

Even though there was no light, the man's eyes were strangely visible against the backlight.The place where the whites of the eyes should have been was pitch black, and the eyeballs seemed to be red with blood, like a beast that had lost its mind.

A few long, blood-red tentacles burst out from behind the man, swaying forward.

Several people who saw this scene froze immediately.

"Then, what is that..."

"what!!!"

A few extremely short screams pierced the night sky on New Year's Eve.

Loli, the group pet of Barbara, is not in a very good mood these days, and everyone has found out about it.

But what is the specific reason for the bad mood is a bit confusing.

It shouldn't be, nothing happened recently.And Sawada Lolita looks like a little angel happily all day long, so even if something happens, it shouldn't affect her.

Early this morning, Yara Sawada went out with Fushimi and Hatta.Barbara and other people still gathered in HOMRA with nothing to do, chatting and playing cards was nothing to do with production.

"Could it be that something happened when Fushimi took her to the funeral that day?"

Kamamoto threw a pair of jacks and guessed.

"Yes 2, didn't it be because Fushimi came back and lay in bed for three days with a high fever?" Chitose interjected lazily.

"But Fushimi is healed now. But then again, why is this kid so weak? He gets sick after going out for a while."

Saburo Bando glanced at his highest card, which was only a K, and silently covered the cards in his hand, expressing his contempt for Fushimi's physical condition by the way.

"Fushimi is much better than you, Bando."

"so"

"So you have to say this in front of him."

"...Do I owe a beating?"

The unscrupulous teenagers were noisy, and after a while, the topic changed from Sawada Ya to all kinds of strange gossip news from the intelligence department in the past few days.

"Speaking of which, have you heard? It is said that there have been frequent activities of man-eating ghosts in the Shinjuku area recently."

When Chitose Yang uttered the word "ghost", all the card players froze unconsciously.Chitose Yang himself realized what he said. Facing the gazes of other people staring at him, he gave a dry laugh and added, "It's not like the pretty lady upstairs..."

"...Okay, Chitose, don't explain anymore." Kammoto Riko looked at his habitual flamboyant companion with a toothache. This guy is a standard playboy, but even the lady ghost dared to speak verbally. After teasing him, Riko Kamamoto also knelt down to his lustful heart.

"How is this 'color heart'? This is a heart of appreciation and love for beautiful ladies. After all, beauty is a human instinct!", from the unconvinced Chitose Hiroshi.

"A lot of homeless people in Shinjuku went missing. When the police found the scene, it was bloody as if the missing people had been eaten raw. That's why there were such rumors."

Ignoring Chitose Hiroshi's thoughts, Bando Saburo Tahachi threw a Q and continued to play cards. He felt that he could still struggle a little bit.

"However, it's not sure. After all, if Ms. Tokuko shows up, it's also possible that some other strange creatures will suddenly appear."

The young man's smiling voice suddenly came in from the side, and the three people holding the cards in their hands froze suddenly.

"Ten, Brother Toku..." Kamamoto Ryoo looked at Tara Toku who suddenly appeared with a trembling voice, "Please don't say that name..."

To this day, the female ghost lady still has a huge deterrent effect on the delinquent boys in Barbara.

Ten bundles of Tatara answered "Yes" with a smile, and sat cross-legged beside them. "The incident in Shinjuku has indeed caused a lot of trouble recently. I heard that even Scepter4 has been involved in the investigation."

"Those guys in blue..." Toshio Kammoto murmured, but even if he didn't deal with Scepter4, he had to admit that if those guys got involved, the legendary "Shinjuku man-eating ghost" would definitely die. It's not a joke to laugh at.

"Could it be that some supernatural person did it?"

"Whose ability would be so disgusting..."

Halfway through the conversation, the voices suddenly stopped, and Qi Qi looked towards the door.

A man wearing a black onmyoji and a rabbit mask appeared at the door at some point.

"Excuse me, is His Excellency the Red King here?"

"Not Shiin?" Tokuta Tara raised his eyebrows in surprise, "KING is upstairs."

"Can you bring me down to meet you, I have a letter from the King of Gold to present in person."

Ten beams of eyes looked at the messenger of the King of Gold silently for a few seconds. The other party stood still, standing outside the bar very politely and did not come in.He stood up and walked towards the stairs, "Follow me."

Zhou Fangzun on the second floor is indeed still resting. His air pressure has been very low these days, and the tyrannical aura surging around him can scare away a lot of people when he walks out.At least the messenger of the King of Gold almost knelt down the moment he entered the door.

"Master Red King."

The rabbit messenger forcefully knelt on one knee and handed over the letter with both hands.The person lying on the bed didn't get down at all, and just casually took the letter with one hand.

The air in the room on the second floor seemed too hot, and a drop of sweat dripped down the messenger's chin to the ground.He knelt on the ground like a statue and remained motionless. Even though the Scarlet King on the opposite side hadn't done anything, it seemed that there was a huge wave of pressure coming over him.Even though only a dozen seconds had passed, he felt as if time had gone forward by more than ten years.

A sneer sounded in the room, the voice was low, as if it was vibrating in the chest of the person with the taut string in the room.

"That old fellow, the King of Gold, has he liked meetings recently?"

The messenger buried his head even lower. Although the other party's attitude towards his king was not polite, ordinary people are not qualified to intervene in this kind of communication between kings.So the messenger only encouraged him to open his mouth and said, "We don't know what the king means."

The red flames ignited in the room, and the pressure the messenger felt suddenly doubled. He let out a muffled grunt, and his body staggered and almost fell down.

The letter paper sprinkled with gold flakes turned into pieces of ashes and fell in the room, and the voice of the Red King was still casual.

"Okay, I get it."

The courier saluted again in silence, and was led out by ten bunches of tadara.

It wasn't until he walked a few blocks away that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.Touching his chest that was still beating violently, the messenger smiled wryly.Is this the gap between ordinary supernatural beings and kings?The other party had no interest in embarrassing him at all, but he almost couldn't hold on with the pressure from his whole body.

Really, terrible...

The gate of Abe Seimei Shrine.

The silver-haired little loli came out of the main hall, glanced at the statue of Abe Seimei sitting cross-legged on the stone platform on the right, and curled her lips.

Seimei is not so ugly.

Fushimi Saru Hiko and Hatta Misaki were not interested in visiting the shrine, so they simply waited outside.The sun shines down from the clear sky, and the sakaki tree in front of the shrine casts its rustling shade on the gravel road.Fushimi and Hatta stood under the tree, watching the silver-haired loli walking from the direction of the main hall, the expressions on their faces were still sullen.

Misaki Hatta scratched her head with a headache, but Fushimi's expression was quite calm.

"Are you still shopping?"

Sawada Ya shook her head, took Fushimi's hand, "Go back."

As she crossed the threshold of the shrine, she glanced back one last time.

She hadn't seen Seimei for nearly half a year.

Somehow, she felt that something was not right.Dezi has been in a deep sleep ever since he appeared that day, and Xuanxiang has not moved as if he has fallen asleep.Even the butterfly spirit, who used to circle around her from time to time, hasn't come for a long time.

What happened?

Ze Tianya was a little confused.She had never worried that she would never see Seimei again, because when she came back from Heianjing the last few times, she had an intuition that she would go back to that world again.

But now, even she herself is starting to feel a little uncertain.

Could she really...see Seimei again?

The author has something to say: It is not certain whether the line of Tokyo Ghoul will be opened or not. Anyway, this is temporarily used as a background.Then, the next chapter will open a copy of Natsume's Book of Friends, Seimei is still behind