After choosing a big adventure at Lupine's Bar

Mingyin acted alone today.

Someone temporarily living inside him is not included.

Nozaki and the others excitedly went to the commercial street, Mingyin said that his tolerance for crowded places had reached its limit, so he would not go with them.

These simple guys easily believed what he said without thinking too much.

Before leaving, Mingyin quietly put a paper-cut figurine into Nozaki's coat pocket.

This is a simple little charm used in place of eyes and ears.

He easily found Yato, who was lying on the cash box, counting the five-yuan coins in the wine bottle in Tenjin Shrine.

"...Ah, Yuri-chan," Yato shoved the bottle back into his arms vigilantly, and sat up straight, "What's the matter?"

"..." Mingyin felt a little sad for him, pointing her thumb at her side, "Have you ever seen him in this situation?"

In Yato's sight, a young man in black gradually detached from Mingyin's body.

"Why is your physique still..." Yato muttered in a low voice, leaned forward, and looked at the young man back and forth.

"...Do you have the cognition of 'I'm already dead'?" Yato asked him, pinching his chin with his thumb and index finger, raising his eyes.

The young man put his hands in his pockets, looking up at the sky as if he didn't care about anything.

He paused, looked straight ahead, and thought.

"...Probably nothing..." Kita's eyes were half-closed, "To be precise, it's a state of emptiness except knowledge memories."

"...So, maybe it's not a dead spirit?" Mingyin judged like this.

In the dream last night, there was no feeling of falling to the ground with bloody flesh.Even if I only saw such a clip, it didn't make sense, only the last step was deleted.

The soul that died by suicide has been polluted, and it is impossible for him to be "clean".

And he wasn't wearing a left jacket.

But judging from the breath, it really doesn't look like he is still alive, but his whole body is full of dead air.

"No, you can't say that..." Yato pointed at his back, "It's just a living being whose soul is temporarily separated from the body, there must be 'threads' behind it, as a link to connect with his body..."

Not so with this man.

"Instead, it's more like a state between the undead and the living." Yato frowned, describing his perception.

"Ah, damn it! If only there was an artifact...!" Yato scratched his hair frantically, "I can't see the 'thread' on his body clearly now."

Everything in the world is connected by invisible lines.

In layman's terms, it is the so-called "fate", or in other words, "relevance".

The connection between people, the connection between people and things, the connection between things and things.

Even, you can grasp everything about a person just by the line relationship.

This is like, for a person who can interpret, knowing the birthday can know a person's past; knowing the real name can know a person's future.

As a warrior, Yato is not good at this kind of delicate work.If you want to see clearly, you need the assistance of the "realm" ability of the artifact.

"That is to say, you have no way to solve it?" Mingyin put a hand on his forehead.

"It's not harmful anyway, just leave it alone..." Yato suggested in front of the person involved.

"No, you can't just leave it alone." Mingyin waved his hand, rejecting the proposal.

"You are so kind."

"I don't want to be praised like that by you, it's disgusting."

Yato was once again hurt by Mingyin's undisguised disgust.

"Let me tell you," Yato said, "Although I look strong, I'm actually very fragile!"

"So?" Mingyin folded her hands on her chest, tilted her head with dark eyes.

The other party suddenly got down from his seat and shouted: "Please be gentle with me!"

silence.

The corner of Mingyin's mouth twitched, "What about your dignity as a god? You always kneel like this without hesitation, and your reputation will become negative."

"I'm forced by life, and I don't want to!" Yato complained.

He changed his tone, "But I still don't recommend that you get too close to this guy."

Yato's icy blue eyes became quiet, completely different from his usual temperament.

"Speaking of which," Yato moved closer to Mingyin, fluttering his nostrils, and said before Mingyin took half a step back in disgust, "Did you meet someone with clear "qi" yesterday?Such a clear "qi" is rare nowadays. "

"...I do know one, but I haven't seen that person for more than a month."

"Then you are quite lucky. You met two in your life." Yato gave a thumbs up. Once it encounters clear Qi, it dare not get close to it."

This made Ming Yin a little bit embarrassed.

There were so many people who passed by him yesterday, how could he know who that person was?

But he didn't want to spoil the fun, so he just nodded.

Yato was still looking at him, and walked around behind him.

"Where's that red hair tie you've been wearing?"

"Who knows, it fell into the sea."

"...Don't you think it's a pity? It's been a long time." Yato was a little crazy.

"No..." Mingyin was puzzled why the other party reacted so strongly, "Hair ties, rubber bands, etc. are everywhere."

"Ah, really..." Yato turned his head and stepped out of the torii gate, "Be careful yourself, I'm going to find a usable artifact, see you another day."

【How did you meet that... God? 】

"Huh?" Mingyin searched through the long memories, "When he was in middle school, he suddenly grabbed his wrist on the street..."

"He explained that he confused me with someone who looked alike, and after that, the intersections became more unknowingly."

[Sounds like a low-level strike-up, if it were me, I would definitely not use this term. 】

"Indeed, it's probably just an excuse to attract customers..."

But why did he choose him in the crowd?

[Speaking of which, Mingyin-kun is a cartoonist, right? ] For some reason, the young man changed the topic by himself.

"Well, I have officially debuted since the third grade of middle school, and now I plan to be a full-time cartoonist."

【Eh——so, what kind of story are you drawing now? 】

"It's not so much 'now', it's better to say what kind of story you've been drawing..." Mingyin stretched out her index finger and circled it, "The works that are being serialized now are the short stories that got the chance to be serialized when they debuted."

May 15th Akane, whose pen name is Akane Yuri (Akane ゆり), was [-] years old with the short story "It's Falling Time", referred to as "Now Falling", which was serialized in the shoujo manga magazine Monthly Girls, and has been serialized to this day.

A female high school student with a sensitive and gloomy personality, Higurashi Ochiryu, committed suicide by jumping off the teaching building in the evening, but was caught by a ghost boy named "Sheng" and survived.

Because his behavior caused trouble to others, Oqianliu wanted to help the young man become a Buddha.

【…What about after I become a Buddha? 】Sheng had a faint smile on his face, which became transparent under the orange of the setting sun.

[Of course it is to continue what was not done before. ] The black-haired, black-eyed girl looked natural.

Suddenly, just as the clock reached 6 o'clock, the student walked to the edge of the roof, stretched his arms, and crossed the guardrail, and the hem of the old school uniform fluttered in the wind.

【wait……! 】Xu Qianliu rushed forward in a few steps, and obviously reached the hem of the clothes, but missed.

It was accessible before.

The ghost named "Life" will repeat the death reappearance of falling from the roof of this school every evening at six o'clock.

The above is the plot of the first episode.

This bold, novel and evil-style opening has aroused enthusiastic response.

The following serializations focus on exploring the secrets of life, unraveling the cycle of death chains, and eradicating his obsessions as the main line, with Oqianliu's self-exploration and personal growth as the dark thread, and various problem students on campus as the branch line.

Because of the extremely tense and stimulating interaction between the male and female protagonists, the overly rich elements and exquisite painting style, and the storyboards full of personality and metaphors, it has been widely acclaimed among readers.

For example, the number of searches and discussions on forums related to this work is getting higher and higher as the plot progresses.

Basically, they are accusing, Mr. Chigen is a devil.

"I have a digital version on my phone, do you want to see it?"

Mingyin leaned against the guardrail by the sea, with one hand resting on it, and the other holding up the phone to swipe around.

……

【...how do you know the small details of these various suicide methods? 】

"My acquaintance has the "Complete Suicide Manual", which I read in my free time before."

【and then? 】

"It was confiscated after he discovered it," Mingyin said with emotion, "It's out of print now, what a pity."

[Most people will confiscate you when they see you like this. 】

"No, although I have a gloomy personality, I'm not to the point where I want to die..." Mingyin rejected this arbitrary evaluation, "After all, life is really precious."

[... I don't really feel that much. 】

"Maybe it's because you're not quite 'normal' in the first place," Mingyin added, "I'm not scolding you. "

The soul that died by suicide has been eroded by Anwu, and there is no medicine to cure it. It can neither go to the other side nor become a divine weapon.

Therefore, those undead spirits wandering in this world, and the artifacts beside the gods are all people who originally wanted to live.

From this point of view, the self who is not attached to living is really bad.

Lupine Bar.

【Aren't you at about 06:30? 】

"That's right, but I'm a little concerned about this..."

Mingyin was sitting on the bar counter, with her feet crossed and hooked on the pillars of the high stool, holding a cup of hot cocoa in both hands.

"You are the one who stood at the door for so long before, do you have any special feeling after entering now?"

Seeing that the other party didn't reply, Ming Yin turned his head to see that Mr. Odasaku came down from upstairs.

He was taken aback, "Have you come yet?"

"Yeah, because I happened to be wandering around here." Mingyin took out the folded coat in the waterproof bag from the satchel and handed it to the other party. "Thank you for your help that day."

"It's said that you don't need to pay too much attention to it. I just did a little help within my ability."

"It's this kind of 'ordinary' that is the most rare..." Mingyin's mouth curled slightly, "Is your name 'Odasaku'? That's what my friend calls you."

"No," answered unexpectedly in the negative, "my name is Oda Sakunosuke."

But he added: "But that's what my friends and the kids at home call me."

"So it's a nickname?"

As soon as the words fell, the young man joined in excitedly.

"Yo, Odasaku." Naturally, he pulled the chair next to Odasaku and sat down.

"Isn't this Yuri-kun? I'm Dazai Osamu, I just finished your manga..." As he spoke, his eyes flashed with feigned excitement, "This heroine is also amazing! Occasionally I even feel Some sympathy... Ah, I really want to die in love with such a young lady."

Leaving aside how he knew about his vest in such a short period of time, the strong response alone is not good.

"Anyway, it's a shoujo manga, and the theme must be positive. It's impossible to really have a plot like 'died for love'."

"Eh—won't it? What a pity."

"...Are you serious?" Seriously want to die for love?

"I'm serious all the time, right, Odasaku?"

Odasaku's innocence was affected.

He pondered for a moment, then said in a deliberate manner, "It's serious."

"What bad things are you trying to instill in the outsiders, Dazai-kun?"

Ango Sakaguchi, who was in charge of complaining, arrived late.

"Long time no see, Ango. Is the business trip fun?"

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Anwu's face was full of black lines, "Really, how much pressure do you think I have accumulated?"

"You don't need to talk to Dazai-kun, really." Ango said to Mingyin seriously.

Mingyin looked at Dazai's face for a while, thought about it, and finally asked that question.

"Dazai-kun, do you have any older family members who look similar to yourself?"

"Huh? No." Dazai shook the wine glass, and the spherical ice cubes collided with the glass, making a nice crisp sound, "Why did Yuri-kun suddenly ask this?"

"Then the guy I saw bouncing around in the river that day probably has nothing to do with you."

Under the guilt and pressure of lying, Mingyin thought of an excuse.

"No, that's probably Dazai-kun himself." Ango pushed his glasses twitchingly at the corner of his mouth.

"Stop talking about that, let's play truth or dare!" Dazai suggested.

"...Your 'we', don't you count me in?"

"Of course, after all, you are the only one who has ever played, Yuri-kun."

"Ah, is it the game they played last night on May [-]?" Odasaku responded.

"I've heard of it..." Ango is a theoretical school.

Under the pressure of the situation, Mingyin took them to play.

Unfortunately, the first one is Mingyin again.

"As expected, yesterday's miraculous survival has used up all my luck in this life..." Mingyin covered her face.

"So, truth or dare?" Dazai was strangely excited.

"Big adventure..." Mingyin made this choice again in despair.

"Then—!" Dazai deliberately elongated his tone, and said the big adventure option that he had thought about for a long time.

"Mock a confession to the person on your right."

"Emailing the last person I spoke to from my phone saying 'Since the first time I saw you, I've actually been...'"

"Now do that classic full set right here, yelling 'destroy you for the moon'."

"Which one do you want, Yuri-kun?"

The person on the right is Mr. Odasaku, and the last caller is Yato.

Mingyin didn't want to choose anything.