The Road to the Super-God of Taisho Two Five Killers

Probably because of the lens, the emotion in the eyes of the man called Kusanagi was unclear to Dazai.

But it doesn't matter.

Because from the moment he saw him for the first time, Osamu Dazai could feel a certain special aura emanating from the man standing behind the bar counter—a similar aura of the same kind.

Osamu Dazai felt that since he could feel it, the other party should probably feel it too.Therefore, in front of Kusanagi Izumo, Osamu Dazai never had more taboos, and even revealed some interesting information deliberately and bluntly.

"The fair of the jade pot..." Oda Sakunosuke's voice slightly interrupted Kusanagi Izumo's thoughts.Holding the juice in his hand, Oda Sakunosuke looked sideways at Osamu Dazai: "What do you want me to do?"

"Pfft——" Dazai Osamu laughed out loud, "Does it mean that in your eyes, I only invite you when I want you to do something?"

"I'm not so bad that I want to hire child labor, Odasaku." While speaking, Dazai bent his eyes, but the corner of his eyes glanced at Kusanagi Izumo: "It's just an ordinary trade fair. That's all, wasn't Oda Saku still complaining that there was nothing to do?"

"Then there's nothing wrong with taking a break—"

"What do you think, Kusanagi-san?"

Kusanagi Izumo lowered his eyes, and slightly raised the corners of his lips. He put down the glass and rag in his hand, and replied in a very normal tone: "If it happens to be a regular holiday in the store, it's fine."

Of course, he also knew that Osamu Dazai, who often came to sit in the store, was not an ordinary member of the company who was off the night shift, and most of this exhibition was not just a mere "sales".Even though Osamu Dazai used to wear a casual expression, this guy carried a rather dangerous aura——the aura from the abyss.

He clearly looks quite young, but Kusanagi Izumo can clearly feel that the other party has probably traveled a long time in the dark world.

This reminded Izumo of some taciturn kid who used to hide in the corner of Homra for many years.

—although there seems to be nothing more alike between the two.

To Kusanagi Izumo, Dazai Osamu's invitation is no different than a straight hook thrown in front of him, without even carefully prepared bait, but Kusanagi Izumo doesn't mind following the other party's wishes to see what the other party wants to do .

Besides, he himself did have something he wanted to confirm, and attending that occasion was not completely unhelpful for Kusanagi Izumo.

Naturally, his eyes flicked to the lower right. Although he couldn't really see it, Kusanagi Izumo could clearly feel the existence of the mark on his right shoulder blade.

That is the imprint belonging to the clan, and the existence of this imprint proves one thing——

In this world, there is a king, or to put it more bluntly, there is a red king.

The battle on Academy Island, the imprint that was erased.

Kusanagi Izumo has never doubted the authenticity of those things that happened in the past, but even so, some irrational thoughts will inevitably appear in his mind. When the mark on the shoulder blade reappeared, Kusanagi Izumo began to look forward to reuniting with that man.

After all, this is a world completely different from the town he is familiar with.

He took out the cigarette case from his pocket, Kusanagi Izumo skillfully twisted one out of it and put it in his mouth, but when he lit the lighter, Oda Sakunosuke's frown suddenly appeared in his peripheral vision.

"Isn't it possible?" Izumo stopped the hand that moved the lighter to the cigarette, and looked at the childish face of Oda Sakunosuke - he was clearly a child, but his words and deeds always seemed completely inconsistent with his age sense of maturity.

Or maybe he only looks like a child.

Kusanagi Izumo thought so.

"Can I have one?" Oda Sakunosuke asked tentatively.

"Cough..." Even Kusanagi Izumo was somewhat choked by Oda Sakunosuke's reaction, he coughed unnaturally, and looked at Oda Sakunosuke with a stern look: "Of course——"

"I can't. You bastard, what are you thinking?"

Dazai Osamu's chuckle came from next to his ear, and the ice in the cup cracked slightly. Dazai Osamu held the cup and shook it, and then said in a somewhat teasing tone: "The current Oda Saku It's still a teenager."

Oda Sakunosuke suddenly realized, and a little embarrassment flashed in his eyes—even though it had been a long time, he was still not used to being a child, especially in a place like a bar, which is particularly easy to stimulate people's addiction to smoking or drinking .

What's more, his current "temporary guardian" Kusanagi Izumo is still a full-blown smoker.

Perhaps he sensed Sakunosuke Oda's emotions, or simply felt that smoking in front of children seemed inappropriate. In short, Kusanagi Izumo finally did not light the cigarette in his hand, but put it back into the cigarette case.

Osamu Dazai didn't sit in the store for too long. After all, as a ghost, he was restricted from seeing the sun, so when the moonlight was too westward, he had to look like Cindy Rella after midnight. The same excuse to escape from here.

——It is true that such a body is inconvenient, but things like becoming a ghost are probably not all bad.

When walking into the depths of the dark alley, Osamu Dazai lightly snapped his fingers.In the next instant, the scene in front of him changed drastically.

The gray and white walls that were originally shrouded in the night suddenly turned into wooden walls shrouded in bright lights, but this space is not the inside of an ordinary pavilion, but a place twisted to the point of being weird.

Osamu Dazai looked up and looked at the woman holding a pipa who was "sitting" on the ceiling completely anti-gravity - this was not a special sight for him, after all, he once had a woman who could completely control "gravity" partner.

But the reason why the woman can appear in such a posture is not because she can control gravity, what she can control is the entire space they are in right now.

"Miss Naruto, please help me to teleport me here. I'm so sorry." Osamu Dazai smiled gently: "As a reward, let me buy you a drink some other day."

"No need." Naruto's temperament was cold, especially when facing Osamu Dazai.

But Osamu Dazai didn't care about that.Besides, he didn't really want to invite the ghost lady in front of him.

"Speaking of it—" Squinting his eyes lightly, Dazai Osamu continued to chat with Naruto in a particularly laid-back tone: "Isn't Master Wu Mi in Infinite City?"

"Not here." Naruto replied concisely.

"Then, can Ms. Naruto send me to Lord Wuyou?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head: "I just remembered that it's better to report some things to him."

"It's about the trade fair."

This time Naruto didn't respond at all.

But Osamu Dazai continued on his own: "I heard that these days, there are always 'ghost hunters' around Tokyo. If the exhibition is disturbed by them..."