The daily life of black Shizai and Buteizai after the interpenetration

18-year-old Chuya Nakahara——

"It's cold at night, would you like some oden cooking?"

The owner of Kanto Cooked said to them with a gentle smile.

Even though Nakahara couldn't eat oden now, he still nodded and walked forward.

This woman is very much like a mother.

Zhong Yuanzhong has never experienced the feeling of being cared by his mother. At this moment, he is ignorant, a little warm and a little shy.

"..."

Osamu Dazai at the side looked at him, the two had always had a tacit understanding, so Osamu Dazai didn't say anything, just walked forward with Nakahara Nakaya.

They deliberately attracted the undead, but the undead didn't seem to want to pay attention to them at all, so they didn't attack.On the contrary, when Zhongyuan Zhongye walked to the side of the oden and sat down, it also floated over.

"It's so late, why don't you call it a day?" The woman smiled softly at the middle: "Your complexion looks very bad, even if you are working, you should pay attention to rest."

"Thank you." Zhongya nodded at the woman, still the gentleman he used to be to others.

"What would you like to eat?" the woman asked.

"He's sick, so he can't eat this." Osamu Dazai said, his arms crossed Nakahara Chuya's face, and he slowly brought a bunch of sweet and spicy to himself: "I'll eat it for him."

After the woman heard this, she looked at Zhongya's face in surprise: "It does look very tired. You young people, if you don't take care of your body, what's the use of working hard for your family? What do your family want? ? I think it must not be you with a pale complexion."

"..."

Zhong Yuan looked up at the oden owner at the other end of the car. This woman was very beautiful, but she was also very haggard, as if she had something on her mind.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the undead, the skeleton undead floated to Zhongya Zhongya, and it sat down on the ground beside Zhongya, as if it was also a guest.

"What about your family?" Osamu Dazai asked.

"My son went to another world last year." The woman said, but her expression was not sad, as if everything was peaceful: "He will come back to see me."

"So you..." Zhong Yuanzhong seemed to have guessed it.

"So I've been waiting for him here," said the woman.

Listen, Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu looked at the undead sitting on the ground together, they thought, this must be the woman's son, right?

"It's mindless."

However, a little boy came slowly from a distance, it was Captain Death.

The boy captain walked slowly to Zhongyuan Zhongya and sat down, and then said to the woman: "Thank you."

"Why doesn't such a small child come home?" The woman asked worriedly, "Did you quarrel with your mother?"

"Ah, um." The boy nodded, then took an oden and said, "I'll be home right away."

The woman gave a "hmm" with a smile, then turned to face the other guests.

Zhong Yuanzhong also immediately asked in surprise: "How can she see you?"

"I borrowed my body." The boy's voice was not the slightest bit sad or joyful: "This undead has no thinking, he only has the habit of the soul now. So he doesn't know that this is his mother, he only knows that he should come here That's all."

"..."

"Can the undead not hurt people?" Nakahara Chuya asked.

Osamu Dazai suddenly grabbed his shoulder, Chuya Nakahara looked back at this person, he remembered that the 22-year-old Osamu Dazai asked, "Can undead hurt people?"

So, can the undead not hurt people?

"meeting."

The kid captain smiled.

22-year-old Chuya Nakahara——

Central Plains did not expect that there would be two undead, and now this one is actually a monster-like skeleton.This completely broke his understanding of ghosts. Ghosts... would they become like this?

Even the 18-year-old Osamu Dazai was stunned by the "undead" and was speechless for a while, but both of them felt that although the undead looked scary, it didn't seem to have any killing intent at all, as if it just wanted to eat a bite. Kanto cooking.

Without disturbing it any more, Nakahara Nakahara pulled Osamu Dazai back. They carefully observed the movement of the undead. The skeleton undead kept moving forward until the oden booth stopped.

"This is a hungry and cold ghost." Although Osamu Dazai was joking, his expression was very serious, as if he was facing the cold and cold of life.

But the undead didn't move anymore. Instead, he slowly sat down with his knees hugged in front of the Kanto cooking stall, acting just like a child.

Central Plains also rolled his eyes, and then looked up at the undead woman. Sure enough, the moment the skeleton appeared, the woman's eyes were blurred with tears.

"You know it?"

Nakahara Zhong also subconsciously stepped forward and asked.

The woman's undead seemed to panic for a moment, probably because no one had seen her for a long time.But when the undead saw the iron chain on Zhongye Zhongye's neck, she couldn't help but look at the chain on her chest, and then she understood that they were all undead.

"He is my son."

"It has become like this, how can you be sure?" Zhong Yuanzhong didn't understand.

"Because you don't have that... no matter what you become, you can recognize someone." The woman's undead said.

"..." Nakahara thought for a while, he turned his head to look at Osamu Dazai, Osamu Dazai hadn't touched the woman's undead soul yet, so he couldn't see it.

How about a sentence?In the Central Plains, I also thought that "you can recognize it even when it turns into ashes". There are also such people in the Central Plains, not because of hatred, but because...it is very important.

Central Plains will definitely recognize Osamu Dazai, no matter what Osamu Dazai becomes.

He believed that the 18-year-old Osamu Dazai would also recognize him.

"This Kanto cooking stall belongs to me. I got sick a while ago, so I gave it to my neighbor," the woman said.

"You died later, and you stayed here to wait for your son?" Zhong also nodded. He never remembered others, and he didn't pay special attention to who the owner of this oden stall was, but he didn't expect that this On the corner of the street that he always passes by, unexpectedly there is an undead waiting for his relatives every day.

"I always feel that he is always there, and I want to see if he is really there."

"Then look, he's here."

Zhong Yuanzhong also said:

"This time, can you go to another world with peace of mind?"

"..."

"You should accept the God of Death's forgiveness."

"That's called soul burial."

Suddenly, a child's voice came, Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu both turned their heads to look, and what they saw was the child Shinigami.

"That's called soul burial."

Child Reaper repeated again, but there was no mockery in his eyes, he was just stating the facts.

"Soul Burial?"

Nakahara finally knew how unreliable Gojo Satoru was.

"You seem to be different this time." Dazai Osamu looked at the child: "Are you human?"

"No, I borrowed a body." The child said, walking around in front of Chuya Nakahara: "I can give you the power to kill undead, and I can also teach Dazai how to bury the soul."

"In exchange for what?" Osamu Dazai asked.

"Discern between good and evil."

"Good and evil?" Zhong also couldn't help feeling that it was really interesting to say such words from the mouth of an elementary school student.

"The undead can hurt people too."

Said the captain of the children.

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【small theater:】

18 Dazai: If Chuya changed into something else, I would still recognize you.

22 Zhongye: Me too, I can smell your stink no matter what.

18 Dazai: ...

22 Dazai: Do you think he will be moved by such a confession?childish.

18 Zhongye: You are not very good either.

22 Dazai: Little slug, you are the only one with this figure, how could I admit my mistake~

18 also punched in the face!

18 Dazai: Will he be moved if you do this?

22 Dazai wiped away the tears from being beaten: Anyway, I was so moved that I cried.