The Beautiful Boy at Yokohama Crossing

In the alley, corpses are everywhere.

Wisps of black smoke emerged from the corpses of strange creatures, growing wildly like weeds, and drifting into the air.

The black smoke invisible to ordinary people was caught by a pair of terrified eyes.

Not long after the mountain god left, a petite sparrow dumpling lifted the body of the strange creature that was pressing on him a little bit.

It moved slowly out of the gap.

The tuanzi was in a panic, the hair on the top of the head was rubbed so that it was blown up, and the stomach that had not yet molted and retained the original fluff was stained with blood.

It first wanted to seek help from its own kind.

The beak was as bright and yellow as a newborn bird, but it didn't make any sound.

The group who opened their mouths froze.

It vaguely remembered that it should be able to make a sound.

But the sparrow with only a pitiful brain capacity doesn't have the time to think.

In a blink of an eye, Tuanzi put the doubts behind him.

It turned in a random direction, stumbling and jumping away from the scene.

No matter what, it just wants to get out of here.

"Clap!"

Birdpaw stepped into a bloody puddle.

Splashes of blood wet the dumpling even more.

The brown flowers on the dumpling were reddish, and it couldn't be seen that it was a sparrow at all.

The paws that had been bitten by the blood stepped on the ground again, leaving small paw prints.

Two rows of paw prints crookedly lead to the intersection.

The dumpling is like a sparrow that has just learned to walk, its wings are retracted behind its back, and it spreads out from time to time or supports the ground to assist the fallen self, or spreads out to maintain balance.

It moved very slowly, and it still couldn't reach the intersection after a while.

Such a delay attracted malicious looks.

Tuanzi is now in a state of panic, and just wants to escape quickly, for fear that the person who brutally killed so many creatures will come back again.

Naturally, it didn't notice that on the wall above its head, there was a huge monster staring at it for a long time.

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This is not the first time Atsushi Nakajima has taken this path. Taking shortcuts can indeed reduce the time he spends on investigations, but relatively, he often encounters some inexplicable people and events——extortion, extortion, kidnapping...

Weird, do I look like such a weak person?

The young man touched his face, full of puzzlement.

Just when Atsushi Nakajima was distracted, suddenly, a black shadow leaped past him.

Atsushi Nakajima was taken aback.

Fighting every day in the past few days, he was almost scared out of a stress reaction.

The beast under the moon is in the body, only one step away from activation.

Atsushi Nakajima still restrained himself from making a move.

The black shadow landed on the ground not far from him, and a long tail shook behind him.

"Meow~"

It was a big black cat several circles larger than ordinary cats.

The black cat was pressing something with its front paws, and turned to look at him vigilantly, the pupils of the emerald green cat's eyes were condensed into a line.

Atsushi Nakajima breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the shadow clearly, "What, it turned out to be a cat..."

He originally wanted to move on, but the cat seemed to be far more aggressive than Atsushi Nakajima had imagined.

Seeing Atsushi Nakajima walking forward, the black cat growled ferociously.

The tail, which was the main body of the black cat, hung down anxiously, and the tip of the tail swayed from side to side.

It still stood there, refusing to give way, as if it had marked the road as its own territory.

"Meow!"

The black cat bared its teeth and growled, and waved its other paw, which was not holding something, at Atsushi Nakajima in a symbolic way, trying to drive away the young man who was several times his age in turn.

Nakajima·White Tiger·King of Cats·Tun:?

"Weird cat..."

Atsushi Nakajima said this verbally, but he didn't intend to have trouble with a black cat.

It's just that he can't take a shortcut, he can take other paths.

Atsushi Nakajima rubbed his nose, and stepped back cautiously amidst the black cat's vicious meows, for fear that the cat would rush up and give him a paw if he got upset.

He watched the black cat retreat, and when he retreated, his eyes, which had nowhere to rest, naturally looked back and forth at the black cat.

With a strong body, smooth and shiny hair, and clear eyes, it looks like a well-bred black cat.

What is it holding under its paws?

Atsushi Nakajima curiously used his supernatural ability, and strengthened it on the eyes alone to make his eyesight better.

A dirty gray-red dumpling.

If you don't look carefully, it looks like a ball of discarded wool that has been rolled up.

Atsushi Nakajima thought so at first.

Until he found out that the dumpling actually moved!

Tuanzi raised his head, which had been carefully protected all the time, from his abdomen, resisting the pressure of being held down by the cat's claws, and looked at the young man who was slowly retreating.

There was no light in the dark eyes, just looking at Atsushi Nakajima calmly.

As if predicting that the young man would not save it, Tuanzi didn't make a single sound.

Atsushi Nakajima just saw Tuanzi's eyes inadvertently, but this one gave him a blow in the head.

Or maybe it was like being woken up by cold water in winter, but it always made Atsushi Nakajima tremble uncontrollably, and even the white tiger inside his body tightened its claws in horror.

——It was as if I had seen that look somewhere before.

The surface is constant temperature, but the inside seems to be watching the contempt of ants.

His eyes ignored his whole body, and all he saw was a phantom—it was not looking at a person, but looking at the coldness of a lifeless object.

Atsushi Nakajima stopped in his tracks.

But he neither dared to go forward to save the poor bird, nor dared to back away and leave.

The teaching of the director of the orphanage seemed to resound in the young man's mind.

"...It is natural for cats to eat birds, it is natural selection for birds caught by cats, it is the survival of the fittest..."

He stood where he was, repeating it blankly, his lips became paler, and he didn't know whether he was persuading himself or simply reciting.

Whether he understood it or not, there was no wavering in Tuanzi's eyes.

The black cat wouldn't stand in a stalemate with Atsushi Nakajima for too long, and it wouldn't have done so in the first place, it was just a bluff.

Atsushi Nakajima did not retreat, so it should be the one who retreated.

"Meow~"

The black cat looked at Atsushi Nakajima's actions strangely, raised its paw and licked it, ready to pick up the dumpling and move to another place for fun.

The black cat opened its mouth.

Compared with its mouth, the dumpling is small, a little guy that the black cat can swallow in one bite.

Accompanied by sharp teeth, is the sour smell of fermented food residue in the black cat's mouth. Look at that smell, is it my kind?

Tuanzi sniffed and immediately held his breath.

—It smells bad.

The fangs were on Tuanzi's body, and as long as the black cat trembled, it could penetrate into Tuanzi's body and pierce it.

Bright red blood will flow from the dumpling's body until it dissipates the last bit of warmth from its body.

Tuanzi closed his eyes again and gave up struggling.

Pious as a sacrifice waiting to be sacrificed.

——Maybe this is fate.

Tuanzi quietly relies on hearing to experience this dark world.

It carefully counted the seconds in its heart, thinking about how long it had lived in this world, and how many seconds it would last.

……

5 minutes passed.

The judgment of fate has not yet fallen.

Tuanzi took back the words that he once lamented that the black cat moved quickly.

It is now a little disgusted with this inefficient black cat.

If you want to die or live, can't you hurry up?

Tuanzi closed one eye, and opened a gap in the other eye, trying to detect the situation.

However, before it could see what had happened, it was pinched by the back of fate's neck by a hand with a familiar smell.

"!"

The one who killed so many creatures!

The hair of the dumpling exploded, frightening the whole dumpling to froze, unable to resist at all.

The big demon king it believed in was carrying it, shaking it back and forth, "I wouldn't even pretend to be dead... huh."

It was discovered!

The dumpling is cowardly, but it will not do things that deceive itself. Hearing what the big devil said, it no longer closes its eyes.

In the bright world, a young man with green hair is holding it in one hand, and on the other side is a black cat lying on the ground.

Then behind the young man was the dumbfounded Atsushi Nakajima.

"?"

Tuanzi looked at the black cat with bright doubts in his eyes.

I don't know how the young man understands the meaning in a pair of small eyes, maybe it has something to do with his experience of turning into a bird?

The mountain god put the dumpling in his palm, didn't dislike it being dirty, and didn't mind his cuffs being stained with blood.

He held it in front of his eyes in a joking tone, stared at it and said briskly: "The cat is dead~"

Tuanzi didn't feel that the mountain god was joking. On the contrary, it clearly knew that the chest of the black cat lying on the ground had no ups and downs.

— This man is telling the truth.

"You..." Atsushi Nakajima's pupils tightened.

A strange young man suddenly appeared in the alley and suddenly shot and killed a cat, which really made people feel vigilant.

The mountain god seemed to have noticed Atsushi Nakajima, he turned sideways and waved with his empty hand, "Yo, are you still here?"

His attitude is familiar, as if he has known Atsushi Nakajima for a long time.

This made Atsushi Nakajima even more nervous, with constant speculation in his heart.

He was sure that he had never met this young man, so where did his familiarity come from?

"who are you?!"

Atsushi Nakajima distanced himself from the mountain god calmly.

The young man tilted his head in confusion, then patted his forehead suddenly, "Ah, I forgot, you haven't seen me."

The mountain god raised the corners of his lips, and a small pear dimple was sunken on one side of his face.

With an angelic friendly face, speak the cruelest language, "Since you don't know me, and I happen to be in a bad mood, I have no choice but to ask you to die~"

Tuanzi sitting in the palm of the mountain god raised his tail and didn't respond to these words.

When looking at Atsushi Nakajima, the indifference in their eyes was almost the same.

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Atsushi Nakajima escaped, or it could be said that the supernatural power in his body dominated the body and drove him to escape.

He didn't dare to gamble. For the first time in his life, he had an intuitive alarm that was so strong that he could fall into fear. He shouldn't bet with his life whether it was true or not.

He remembered, that look.

at someone he knew.

—— Yukura.

"Yo Dun."

A hand appeared out of thin air and patted Atsushi Nakajima on the shoulder.

The young man who was still in fear was immediately dominated by instinct, his muscles puffed up, and his tiger claws attacked the person behind him.

"Boom!"

Kunikida Doppo who was leaning against the wall closed his small notebook, raised his head, "Huh?"

Kunikida Dopō walked in the direction Tanizaki Junichiro left, and what he happened to see was Tanizaki Junichiro who was lying on his back in the pile of cardboard boxes, spewing out his soul, and beside him, Nakajima Atsushi who was desperately apologizing with his hands clasped together.

Atsushi Nakajima: "Ah, I'm sorry, Mr. Tanizaki, I really didn't mean it!!!"

Kunikida Doppo's mouth twitched, "...you two, what's going on?"