The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

Xia Tian's footsteps were silent, and by the time he realized it, the weather was already very hot.

The air conditioner in the coffee shop broke down without warning, and the repairman will not come until tomorrow morning. The surrounding area is like a big furnace, and even with the door open, you can't feel much coolness.

Everyone else is off today, but I am the only one. It is not the end of get off work time yet, and there are no customers. I stand in front of the counter, sweating profusely, planning to treat myself with a cup of iced coffee.

Then, a somewhat strange but pleasant male voice suddenly sounded in front of me.

"Hey, get me an iced coffee."

I was startled, and when I raised my head, I saw a young man with long blue hair and a pair of beautiful mandarin duck eyes like a Persian cat, looking at me with curious and tentative eyes.

The moment our eyes met, the young man's expression became visibly lively, he looked very happy, and the distinctive sutures on his face didn't look hideous, but instead made him a little more childish and cute.

——Although it is a bit different, it is undeniable that it is quite good-looking.

I don’t know if it’s the beauty’s refreshing attributes, but the surroundings seemed to be much cooler. I stood up straight and smiled politely at the other party: “Sir, do you want ordinary American iced coffee? Take it away?”

Because of the special situation in the store today, I directly ignored the possibility that the other party wanted to dine in, but the young man shook his head.

"Any kind of coffee is fine." Under the warm lighting of the coffee shop, the other party's seductive mandarin duck eyes blinked at me cutely, and said in a light tone, "However, I don't want to go out if I want to be in the shop."

"...Okay, please take a seat, the coffee will be ready soon."

The customer is God. Since the other party is curious and curious, he is willing to warm it up. Of course, I have no objection.

I turned on the coffee machine and poured the coffee beans in. While waiting, I saw the young man choose a seat by the window, rest his chin on one hand, and look at everything around him with curious eyes.

I found that his hair was not completely down, but was tied at the end of the hair, with several small braids, one of which was placed forward on the chest, which was good-looking but not feminine.The innocence of a teenager and the laziness of an adult are strangely mixed together in each other, attracting attention.

"Hey, Miss Waiter."

The blue-haired young man stopped looking around at me, and seemed to be interested in talking suddenly, and asked casually, "What's your name?"

"...My surname is Lin."

Are handsome guys these days so indifferent?I glanced at the wall clock on the wall, there is still half an hour, and after the customer leaves, I can almost get off work.

"Miss Lin, my name is Zhenren."

The other party didn't care about my politeness and alienation, and asked enthusiastically, "It's my first time in Yokohama today. Does Ms. Lin have any recommendations for fun places?"

"Mr. Zhenzhen, I don't know much about Yokohama."

Seeing that it was almost time to get off work, I felt that I could chat with the other party to pass the time. Pointing to the five tall buildings in the distance, I said, "However, I heard from others that it is the famous port mafia building. Recognized as Yokohama's characteristic check-in 'spot', and from here by tram, you can also go to the Red Brick Warehouse and Chinatown."

"Ah, is it? Sounds good~no~chat~"

The young man drew his voice, looking uninterested.

Then when he and I were both looking at the Ganghei Building, in the distance, an orange figure jumped out of a window of the tall building and floated in mid-air.

"(⊙o⊙) Wow——"

The person who was not interested just now opened his eyes wide, pointed in the direction of the orange figure and asked curiously: "What is that?"

"That's a person with supernatural abilities, and it can be regarded as one of the characteristics of Yokohama."

People with supernatural abilities feel a little uncomfortable when I mention this word. Fortunately, I have been able to quickly adjust my emotions recently, pretending that nothing happened, and answer with a smile.

"This is interesting! I'm going to check it out!"

While speaking, the blue-haired young man had already stood up from the seat, and walked out with light steps. Before stepping out of the door of the coffee shop, he stopped suddenly.

"By the way, Ms. Lin, I have a question to ask you." He turned his head, his beautiful mandarin duck eyes slightly curved, his rising voice was like a beautiful violin, "Do you think the soul comes first or the body? "

"Uh……"

Isn't this a replica of "which came first, the chicken or the egg" ORZ.

If this question was asked of me in my previous life, then I would definitely answer without thinking: Of course it is the body that existed first.

But after experiencing death and rebirth, and all kinds of unscientific things, my answer now has become: "Soul, the first thing should be the soul."

"I also think so!"

In an instant, the young man's smile became extremely bright, and the light cast half of his silhouette on his face, which looked like an exquisite doll.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Lin."

The other party looked at me miraculously for a while, then turned around and disappeared at the door, leaving me with question marks all over my head when the coffee machine finished running.

he meow...

I'm not happy to meet you at all, mandarin duck-eyed blue hair :)

The above is my first encounter with the super imaginary mantra, the real person. My first impression of this naive and cruel guy is that he is a weird guy who runs away without giving money. If there is nothing later, I may turn around Just forget about him.

Dusk the next day.

The air conditioner finally returned to work, and the quiet coffee shop was almost full of people. I took the order from Toru Amuro, and put ice cubes into the cup deftly.

"Lin Jun, please bring me a bag of sugar."

The blond man who had recovered his memory had a gentle and familiar tone, put the well-drawn coffee on the dinner plate, and said to me.

"Okay, Amuro-kun."

I glanced at the position where the sugar was placed on the counter, and found that it was used up. I bent down and took out a large bag of new ones from the grid behind. While talking, I took out a small bag of sugar and put it on the other party's dinner plate.

As a result, the moment I withdrew my hand, I saw the faint smile on Toru Amuro's face suddenly froze in less than a second.

"Get down!"

The finished coffee was thrown away, and the man reached out and wanted to push me down, but I already bent down and lowered my head quickly in some kind of sixth sense, dodging a flying bird close to my scalp. bullet.

The surrounding air stagnated briefly, and then, from extreme stillness to extreme chaos, the screams of the crowd rang out one after another.

Screaming, wailing, crying, the sound of gunfire mixed with the sound of shattering glass almost tore the eardrums, and the smell of blood spread instantly, making people sick and frightened.

I pulled a child who ran to the counter to hide, and Toru Amuro took out a gun from nowhere, and was struggling to identify the direction of the murderer through the chaotic crowd.

"It's not very easy to handle, it should be someone with a different ability."

The man turned around, only a stern solemnity remained on his usually gentle face. He took out his phone and glanced at it, then couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Damn, the signal is blocked."

"It's okay, Mr. Maori and the others upstairs should be able to call the police, and rescue will come soon."

I comforted the other party, poked my head out to take a look, but my heart sank when I saw the scene in front of me clearly.

Through the chaotic crowd, I locked the murderer's direction almost immediately - leaning on the ugly curse spirit lying on the opponent's back.

Blood and all kinds of negative emotions are the most nourishing things like spell spirits.

Seeing the curse spirit slipping from the murderer's body to the ground, the frantically surging lumps under the skin burst open, and horrible suckers grew out, crawling in the pool of blood next to it and sucking. Sucking, I took a flat breath, Pulled out the silver spell gun.

This breath, level three, level four?

Based on my past experience, I secretly judged in my heart.

Since the surroundings have not been seen by ordinary people, it means that it is not enough to pose a threat to life, so it should only be a growing fourth-level *.

Recovering memory is also beneficial, for example, I will finally not be helpless in the face of this kind of thing.When I was a "window", I eliminated no less than 50 of this type of spell spirits, so it's not a problem.

The cold magic tool in the palm fits so well, and the arc of every turning is very familiar, which brings me a full sense of security.

I turned around and was about to ask Toru Amuro, who was obviously not an ordinary person, if he could cooperate, when I heard a hoarse male voice in the chaos.

"Bourbon! Bourbon! Come out! I'm going to kill you with my own hands!"

Bourbon, who is that?

I was still in a daze, but the blond man next to me rolled out of the counter, and then shot in the direction of the door.

The ugly voice let out a cry of pain, and soon burst into laughter: "Bourbon, you are still alive!"

"Doctor Eguchi, I am also very surprised that you will appear in this form."

After confirming that his bullet was just tickling the opponent, Toru Amuro stood up from the ground with a calm and calm voice.

"It's not as good as your kid. If I hadn't had plastic surgery, I'm afraid I would have been caught by you."

During the conversation between the two sides, I poked my head out again, and saw a man standing at the door with a dazzling red light on his body amidst the blood, and his eyes were filled with madness and hatred: "Ah, or should I call you another name, Jiang Officer Gu?"

police officer?who?Toru Amuro?

I was confused by the development in front of me, so my blond male colleague, he has three identities, waiter, private detective, policeman?

I glanced at the curse spirit that was still wriggling on the ground, and I felt a headache.

So here comes the question, who can tell me what should I do with this ugly thing that is feasting and may "evolve" at any time?My pistol, gun and bullets cannot hide from the eyes of ordinary people.

Murphy's Law tells us that the more you worry about something, the more likely it will happen.

For example, I was still hesitating, not knowing when the rescue would arrive, and the aura on the squirming curse spirit changed without warning.

It grew slender arms and legs, knelt and crawled on the ground, a huge eye opened where the head should have grown, and turned around nimbly.

Oops, it's level three!It kills people!

"Oh my god! Monster!!"

The woman's sharp screams of collapse sounded not far away, and two suction cups opened beside the eyes of the curse spirit, and then rushed straight towards the screaming woman.

There is no time to wait any longer!

I gritted my teeth and pulled the trigger on the curse spirit.

The bullet with a light silver halo pierced the air, and shot it precisely into the bloodshot eye. The curse spirit's biting movement stopped abruptly, and then turned into a small cloud of black air and dissipated in front of his eyes.

I let out a long sigh of relief, thankful that I didn't lose my aim, and was about to bite the bullet and help a certain policeman colleague, but I saw the woman whose life I saved not far away looked at my feet. position, showing a more frightened expression.

At that moment, an inexplicable coldness climbed up my spine. Before I could look down, a skinny little hand exuding a strong stench stretched out from the direction where my back should be the wall, and grabbed it. my ankles.