I rely on the vest to become the lord of ghosts

The well-lit room on the first floor has its courtyard door opened, allowing the afterglow outside to spill into the courtyard.

In the Japanese room of this kind of quaint house, in front of the two young people who haven't seen each other for a long time are white porcelain teacups and steaming black tea that are incompatible with the style of the room.

The rising white mist dissipated quickly in today's warm weather.

Dazai looked at the same Oda Sakunosuke in front of him through this thin layer of fog.

In contrast, my own changes are even greater.

(Also, after all, the other party is already a dead person, and the lost time will not come back again.)

Dazai has only been to this old house a few times in total, but the surprises he received can be said to be more exaggerated each time.

"This is the tea the owner said was used to entertain guests." Odasaku looked at the clear liquid in the teacup, and thought about what else he needed for the reception. He said, "For dessert, it seems that there are only cookies."

"No need." Dazai's tone was strange, "I've already eaten a lot, cookie."

Compared to these——

Why is it here?What are your plans next?What deal did you make with Jiuyuan?

It seems that he wants to ask these more, but it is not so easy to ask.

Because, just looking at Oda, I feel that the language system has been oppressed, and I just want to talk to him about unimportant things.

like now-

"Odasaku, listen to me... That bar, even now, doesn't serve detergent drinks."

"Well, that's normal."

After all, customers don't drink this either.

"...I knew you would say that."

(It's so strange.) Oda Saku didn't think of it in a derogatory sense, it's better to say that it's all too bizarre.

The lost time with Dazai seems to be caught up in just a few words. Is this a tacit understanding between friends, or is it a spontaneous agreement based on the protection of friendship?

Oda Saku felt that Dazai seemed to want to avoid some core issues now, and his fragile and cautious attitude made him think that this would become the source of casting pain, so he took the initiative to bring up his own affairs.

"This happened a few days ago." He said, "I was... picked up."

He told Dazai the short and tortuous experiences of the past few days.

In fact, there's not much to say, and nothing to hide.

After listening, Dazai's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he asked, "...that is to say, Odasaku will work with Jiuyuan-kun in the future?"

"Hmm." He nodded.

Although Dazai had complex twists and turns like nine twists and eighteen turns in his heart, what he finally blurted out was still a light and light sentence.

"Then there is no way."

He looked down at the low table in front of the two of them and the dark red tea dripping in the cup.

It's like a dark brown Styx, separating the living and the dead. This is a gap that can't be crossed by any means other than death.

"But...you can come and play." Oda Saku conveyed, "Jiuyuan-kun said that you are welcome to come anytime, Dazai."

Dazai curled his lips: "Ah, he probably wants me to do a free job for him. It's fine to come over for fun, but I don't want to do work."

"Well, that's true." It was a very Dazai-like speech.

"Dazai."

"Ok?"

"You...how did you live after that?"

"...then there is so much to talk about, even if the sun goes down tomorrow, you can't finish it?"

"It's ok."

The thing he has the most right now is time.

……

……

Jiuyuan's side, because of the need to summon souls, Gaozhuan's side is definitely not suitable.

In this wilderness, you can't even find a standard intersection, let alone there is a high probability that there are no ghosts here. If you want to summon souls, it is more suitable to be in a place with a large population.

"Would you like to try another place?" Xia Youjie suggested, "Since the purpose is to distribute leaflets, it would be better to choose a place with a higher population density."

Jiuyuan sat on the edge of the bed with his legs crossed, and said, "I was in Yokohama before... so this time I will go to the bustling area of ​​Tokyo? The flow of people should be enough."

Xia Youjie nodded: "I think it's good."

Jiuyuan seemed to think of something interesting, laughed, and said, "You won't attract the cowboys from Kabukicho, will you?"

Xia Youjie: "...to be serious, I don't think so."

"Kidding."

Jiuyuan took out the stack of leaflets printed by the system, and he re-edited the job advertisements on it.

Xia Youjie took one over to look at it, and read the words on it: "...Food and lodging are included, salary is negotiable."

Seeing this, he still doesn't feel much. Looking back, there is another item: "A tutor?"

He looked up at Jiuyuan: "Why do you want to hire a tutor?"

"Because there are a few new kids in our store, and they are very young. It's better to let them read more books..."

It was only then that Jiu Yuan remembered that he hadn't told Xia Youjie about Oda Zuo, so he explained it again.

"...Well." After listening, Xia Youjie reminded tactfully: "It's just that one tutor is not enough? It's okay if it's a pre-primary school class. There is a comprehensive preschool teacher. , but when it comes to primary school courses, will it be too much of a burden to find only one teacher?"

Jiu Yuan said confidently: "That's why we have to find dead people to be teachers."

Xia Youjie: "?"

Jiuyuan: "Because everyone is dead, time is unlimited, so it doesn't matter if you learn slowly. If you find a Chinese teacher, you can learn Chinese first, and you can learn math after you find a math teacher..."

Xia Youjie: "..."

It made sense, but he was a little unable to refute it.

"Speaking of..." Jiu Yuan looked at the black-haired boy next to him, "I heard that you also raised two children?"

"Wu told you, right?" Xia Youjie rubbed his forehead helplessly, "To be precise, they were adopted by me... Those two children have the talent of conjurers, and they were treated by the villagers in a remote suburban village. monsters, locked those two children up, and I just took them away."

"Hey... where are the two children?"

"... He should still be living well somewhere in the world." Xia Youjie also felt a little emboldened when he said this.

He knew how important he was to those two girls, and all along, he just let them "follow him".

For those two girls, their own will may be their beacon of life.

But now that I have left them, what trajectory should their future lives follow?

He said: "When the matter here is settled, I plan to go and see them."

Jiu Yuan didn't ignore Xia Youjie's pause just now, he laughed and said, "...is it a summer surprise for the children?"

"...Don't make fun of me."

He found out that Jiuyuan occasionally has some unscrupulous thinking divergence.

Only at this time, he looks like a boy of his age.

Back here again, Jiuyuan suddenly discovered that the people he picked up were all people with rich experience in raising children.

Both Xia Youjie and Oda Zuo had raised children...not to mention Xia Youjie, the children they raised had grown up.

"Mr. Xia You."

"Ok?"

Jiuyuan asked humbly with the attitude of wanting to learn from his seniors:

"How did you solve the education problem of those two children?"

Xia Youjie pondered for a moment, he understood what Jiuyuan was looking forward to, but his parenting experience was obviously not what Jiuyuan wanted.

...Although he hasn't retrieved the memory after that, he can probably guess what he will do.

(You can't tell Jiuyuan about this kind of thing.)

He modified his language and said: "...Those two children are magicians, and the living environment and things to learn are different from children without magic power."

Jiuyuan: ...All right, that means you are also blind in the field of subject education.

Seeing Jiuyuan's expression of "so it is", Xia Youjie still clarified.

"... Commonsense subjects and basic subjects are taught to them well." Although they are taught by curse masters with sufficient knowledge.

Jiuyuan: ...Suddenly felt that the burden of the family was on me, obviously I was just an ordinary boy who wanted to prepare for the university exam!

If it really doesn't work... just hire ordinary people who are brave enough to be teachers, and at worst let them sign a non-disclosure agreement.

……

……

midnight tokyo

On the top floor of the [-]-story building, the boy was wearing a white kimono, with navy blue and dark gold threads embroidered with arabesques winding upwards on the corners of the clothes, a dark blue feather kimono, and a kimono on the top of his head. Fox mask with red stripes on white top.

Beside him was a young man with a black-bottomed fox face—it was Xia Youjie.

"...You guys look like the fox angels of the shrine."

Gojo Satoru stood at the top of the stairs near the wall of the roof. Seeing the two people in front of him, one in black and one white in fox masks, he touched his chin and said, "So, is this also one of the rituals required for summoning souls?"

Xia Youjie took off his mask and looked at Jiu Yuan who was fully armed.

Before going out, Jiuyuan changed into such a bluffing outfit, but he didn't explain it. Now the question Wujo Wu is interested in is exactly what Xia Youjie is curious about.

"...Is there any special meaning in doing this?"

The young man smiled slightly, and he stood on the edge of the top floor, letting the wind blow the corners of his clothes flying sideways, holding the string of the wind chime with his slender fingers, looking relaxed and at ease.

It doesn't look like a "container" controlled by others at all, but more like the successor of some ancient Yin-Yang family.

"meaningful."

Before coming, he thought about one thing.

The flow of people in Tokyo is huge, and there is basically no street with no one at midnight, but the wind chime itself does not require it to be used in an unmanned environment.It's just that if you are on the street, you will definitely be watched by passers-by. It's better to change your outfit that looks mysterious and weird. Even if passers-by see them, they will only think they are shooting videos or playing cosplay.

However, for the dead, it is different.

Since it is necessary to inject a large amount of demon power to attract the dead, it cannot be dealt with casually.

This outfit was also redeemed by him in the prestige store, it has a certain defensive function, and it can make his demon power run more smoothly.

Coupled with the fox mask bought on the head to confuse the public, it can bluff people.

To put it bluntly, it is used to add force.

He needs to gain fame, so he has to use these simple and crude methods to make everyone remember him.

Otherwise... with his current human appearance, if he wants to control all ghosts, the ghosts will not be convinced.

Let them have the idea of ​​"this person is not easy to mess with" in advance, which will save him a lot of unnecessary troubles.

If there are still guys with evil intentions in the future, let Hachishaku handle it.

"There is still one minute." Gojo Satoru glanced at his watch, then took out his mobile phone, and said enthusiastically, "How about I video here?"

Jiuyuan: "..."

That's not necessary.

"Mr. Gojo."

"Ok?"

"You're like the novice parent who wants to record everything at their first kids' sports meet."

"... Tsk, let me make sure, you are not mocking my age, are you?"

"How did you think that way..."

Xia Youjie smiled after hearing their chat.

Afterwards, the young man buttoned up the mask, and made the new curse spirit he had tamed recently sit on it, and then soared into the air.

Under the bright moonlight, he rode Fengxing forward for a few meters.

Staying in the air between the two buildings, overlooking the scenery on the ground, between the two buildings, the passers-by and the colorful billboards below have all turned into small dots.

The night wind blew the boy's hair up a little - then, he saw Jiuyuan walk to the edge of the tall building first, and raised an arm at the position where he would fall at any moment.

Gojo Satoru took out his phone and pointed it at him, and pressed the video button.

"Okay~start~"

The night wind blows Jiuyuan's mind is extraordinarily clear.

Although he can't use black magic, it's not difficult to just use this huge power to release it.

I saw the boy raised his hands, urging his demon power to pour into the wind chime, and then, shaking it gently——

"Ding--"

"Ding--"

The ringtone is clear and melodious, and it is only a fleeting short sound in the ears of ordinary people. However, in this land, the ringtone that spreads thousands of miles with the power of the demon has already passed into the ears of thousands of undead. .

—they felt the calling.

What followed was the coercion of the demon power that was transmitted layer by layer.

Not only them, but some monsters lurking among humans or hiding in the shadows also heard the melodious bell.

And, the gods living in the shrine also opened their eyes, hearing the sound and looking into the distant sky.

Only the boy, after the ringtone ended, still maintained the posture of raising his hands slightly.

Under the mask, the boy slowly opened his eyes.

Like a newborn god embracing the world for the first time——

Holy and compassionate.