Cthulhu Grocery Store

Kujo Jotaro has been paying attention to the table of Kindai Kirigu and the others intentionally or unconsciously, but they did not act suspiciously and left soon after eating.

Just by chance?

Jotaro Kujo frowned.

At this time, the guest sitting at the next table stood up suddenly, patted the sand-colored windbreaker, and got up in a leisurely manner. At this moment, Higashika Josuke also got up to get food. Their shoulders collided. Higashika Josuke immediately apologized: " Excuse me."

"No, I didn't look at the road either." Osamu Dazai smiled apologetically, and walked past him with his hands in his pockets.

Dongfang Jousuke's complexion suddenly changed, and he stood where he was, showing hesitation.

Kishibe Rohan noticed: "What's wrong?"

The two stand-in messengers immediately became vigilant.

"It's okay," Dongfang Jousuke showed a strange face, turned and sat down, and took out a note from the palm of his hand.

Kishibe Rohan showed a strange face: "Hey, you guy..." I like men

"Although I don't know what you want to say, but it's definitely not!" Higashika Josuke was annoyed, and handed the note to Kujo Jotaro.

Kujo Jotaro took it and glanced at it, his face also changed.

it says

[There are mice mixed into this ship, the last mouse you want to see. 】

by a kind Yokohama native.

……

When he saw that Kindai Kiriko was also on this ship, Osamu Dazai soon knew that something was wrong.

He received a strange letter from the detective agency, and the name of the devil appeared frankly on it, bluntly showing that this was a conspiracy.

But Osamu Dazai had to go.

One reason was his curiosity about how Fyodor had survived that night, and the other reason was the need to know what he wanted to do next.

The well-meaning Russians must have something to seek in order to appear in Yokohama.

Especially when he saw Kindai Kiriko on the boat, Osamu Dazai keenly noticed something was wrong.

Due to the lessons learned by the Supernatural Secret Service Division, the detective agency's investigations of Kindai Kiriko were naturally terminated, and private investigations were not allowed. The two smart people, Osamu Dazai and Ranpo, naturally withdrew early.

But now, the conspiracy made him meet the god Dai Wugu again.

The devil... What exactly is Fyodor trying to do?

Dazai Osamu's overly intelligent head almost coldly flashed possible conspiracies and traps. Ever since he stepped into this ship, the game has already begun.

It's just that another chess player on the chessboard has not yet appeared, and the purpose is unknown.

Who would obediently step into the trap?Of course, it is necessary to take the initiative to attack and mess up the situation set by the devil.

Osamu Dazai tilted his head and smiled innocently.

So, it's cat and mouse time.

……

At night, the moonlight made the sea surface shimmer, and the deep sea swallowed everything, but it showed a harmless black gem-like light on the surface.

"It's troublesome." Fyodor was admiring the night view on the deck alone, a little distressed, "I didn't expect that the random move before would work here."

The game set up against Osamu Dazai was mixed with unexpected factors.

The addition of the spw group and stand-in messengers was beyond his expectation. It's not that he didn't know that Jotaro Kujo took on the responsibility of transporting the 'arrow', but he didn't expect that there were so many routes and so many ships, but he chose this one .

It's almost like a prank by the god of fate.

God, yes, God.

Fyodor suddenly realized that there were not two gods on this ship.

Could it be that the stand-in messenger of the spw group has something related to the Outer God?

Fyodor thought of the box that Kujo Jotaro had never left since he got on the ship, and quickly caught the clue.

Unexpected factors... must be ruled out as soon as possible.

He stood on the deck and thought for a while, straightened out all his plans, then turned and walked towards the cabin, his footsteps were as silent as a cat's.

"Are you here?" Bai Lan sat up from the bed in the room and looked towards the door. "I knew you would not be honest. The purpose of this trip is not just to bring Osamu Dazai into the team."

The cabin door opened, and Fyodor's figure appeared outside the door: "As expected of Mr. Bai Lan, he reacted so quickly."

"Hey, don't entertain me, tell me, what do you want me to do." Bai Lan sat up from the bed, bent one leg, her white hair was almost silvery white under the moonlight, and her violet eyes were as sharp as ten years later.

"Of course, do what you are best at and most 'proficient'." Fyodor's smile remained unchanged, "Seize... 73."

Bai Lan's eyes changed: "Are you crazy?"

"Mr. Bailan is really good at joking. Of course I was crazy when I became a believer, no, maybe I was already crazy long ago." Fyodor stretched out a hand to his chest, grinning wider, The whole person exudes a morbid and magical charm, "If you want to make the 73 barriers of this world stronger, the only way is to increase the number of cornerstones in the world, and changes in quantity will lead to qualitative changes."

"I believe Mr. Chuanping will understand. This is to save the world, isn't it? You are not the devil who destroys the world, but the brave man who saves the world, Mr. Bai Lan."

His language is strongly provocative. If someone is shaken, he may be gradually brainwashed by "righteousness" and "glory" and habitually obey his words.

Bai Lan was in a trance for a moment, but she quickly came to her senses and her face darkened: "What did you do?"

"Huh? I didn't do anything," Fyodor spread his hands, his face full of innocence.

did not do?Is it strange...?

Bai Lan pursed his lips tightly. Even if he didn't think about it deliberately, what Fyodor said just now lingered in his mind like a spell.

His words, his existence itself, seem to distort reality, like a poisonous snake hiding in the shadows, only waiting for the prey to relax and deliver a fatal blow, injecting nerve-numbing toxins.

"Wow—"

Something broke through the water and stuck to the hull with a snap.

The two people in the room stopped talking immediately, and in the silence, they could hear the sound of some sticky objects rubbing against the hull, and the sound became louder and closer.Just like the monsters in horror movies, you can imagine that the monsters in the deep sea are gradually approaching just by listening to the sound. This kind of unknown fear is enough to torture anyone's nerves.

Neither Fyodor nor Bailan panicked. They had seen many terrifying monsters before, and they would not lose their sense of proportion when the wind and waves came.

Snapped--

A pale palm slapped on the round glass window, with slender fingers and well-defined knuckles.

Bai Lan suddenly remembered something, glanced at the bed next to her from the corner of her eye, and relaxed her nerves a little.

Sure enough, the next moment, the window was opened from the outside, and Lovecraft's expressionless, mask-like face appeared in the room. His body, like a large group of seaweed, exudes a strong fishy smell from the depths of the sea.

"Mr. Love..." Bai Lan breathed a sigh of relief, "Where have you been?"

"Naval," Lovecraft replied, an answer that wasn't really an answer.

However, his appearance did cause the stagnant air to flow again.

Although Fyodor knew of Lovecraft's existence, this was the first time he had faced him directly, and he unconsciously adjusted to a cautious and alert state.

Lovecraft didn't even look at him, and seemed to have no interest in everything around him. After returning from the sea, he fell straight on the bed, and the clean and tidy sheets were quickly soaked.

"..."

It has to be said that the reactions of the Outer Gods in the past are always beyond Fyodor's expectations.

Bai Lan smiled and said: "You can continue to say, Mr. Love is very talkative, and he doesn't care about anything except Jindai-kun."

Of course Fyodor was not stupid enough to discuss his plan in front of the old days, and took a deep look at Bai Lan: "Let's continue next time we have a chance, Mr. Bai Lan."

He was sure that Bai Lan would agree.

Just a matter of time.

Fyodor left, as quietly as he had come.

Bai Lan breathed a sigh of relief, secretly depressed, why does he feel that this devil is more difficult to deal with than before.

He almost agreed directly just now. Of course, the refusal did not mean how much he resisted Fyodor's plan. It was purely because he knew that when cooperating with smart people, he must not fall into the rhythm of the other party, otherwise it would not be cooperation, but Acted as a stepping stone.

"I really thank Mr. Lovecraft just now." Bai Lan thought for a while, trying to strike up a conversation with Lovecraft.

The main reason is that this person’s behavior is really weird. Before Fyodor came, he would turn down the window without making a sound as soon as the sun set, and now he just came out of the sea like a water ghost and lay on the bed, scaring him. He jumped.

Bai Lan felt a little regretful, she would have chosen to share a room with Xiao Wugu if she had known about it.

As long as you don't step on the thunder, you are an honest child, with a sense of integrity, and it is much easier to get along with him.

Lovecraft seemed to turn his head and glanced at him, ignoring it, and there seemed to be something wriggling inside the clothes covered by his big pale hands.

Bai Lan was a little hairy, and couldn't help asking: "Mr. Love, did you bring back any special products?"

"...ingredients." Lovecraft spoke slowly, and after uttering the word, he closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Ingredients?

Bai Lan had no choice but to use her brain on this word, but she still couldn't figure out the brain circuit of God.

The other room.

Jindai Wugu is playing online games with Liudaokuku, and it has to be said that the service of the luxury cruise ship is in place, and even the requirements of the two of them to play the latest games can be met.Kindai Wugu handsomely pressed the combo button of his ultimate move, and successfully dealt with the character of Liudao Mukuro, and a huge winner popped up on the screen!

Shendai Wugu showed a happy smile and put down the handle: "I won this round~"

"Congratulations." Liudaokuo said without distraction, "Let's start another round?"

"Yeah!" Kamidai Wugu agreed excitedly, with a smile on his face all the time.

"Are you that happy playing games?" Liu Dao Mu couldn't help asking.

"That's right," Shendai Wugu replied casually, hesitating for a while, a little embarrassed, "Well, this is actually the first time I have traveled with my friends."

In the past, no matter how crowded the crowd was, the only thing Shendai Wugu could feel was loneliness.

The more noisy, the more lonely.

It seems that there is an invisible barrier erected around, telling him that there is no one of his kind nearby. How can two creatures of different species and dimensions resonate emotionally?

But on Liu Dao Mu and others, Shendai Wugu didn't have the feeling of being separated by a piece of paper.

Moreover, Liu Dao Mu is really a very good friend, gentle and considerate, very good at taking care of others, and super caring.

As if he could guess what he wanted, sometimes even God Dai Wugu would startle himself.

"So, it's not so much fun playing games..." Shendai Wugu was a little shy, but he still mustered up the courage to look up, a faint blush appeared on his cheeks, and he mustered up the courage to look at Liudaokuo, "It's better to say, with you It's a pleasure to be together."

Liu Dao Mu looked at him and silently covered his face.

"Huh? Lord Liu Dao, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah, it's okay, I'm just learning about myself or something..."

"Eh?"

"It's nothing."

With a few words, Liudaoku brought Shendai Wugu's attention back to the game, and he manipulated the character at will with an unpredictable smile on his mouth.