With too many knives, I was forced to save the world

"I saw him being dragged into the corner by the monster... I heard the crunching and chewing... It was like, it was like there was a monster feast going on in the corner."

The woman was emotional. She was sitting on the sofa, pulling out the folds of the originally flat skirt with both hands. Leaves light marks.

"Please calm down."

The woman was trembling all over.

After hearing this reassuring words, she became even more excited. She stared, her eyeballs seemed to pop out of her sockets, and said incoherently: "Don't you believe it?! Don't you believe it? It's true! I'm not crazy."

Kunikida had no choice but to calm down the opponent's emotions first.

Standing beside him, Osamu Dazai, who was lazily leaning on the back of the sofa, touched his chin with interest.

What the other party said was indeed not a lie.

No matter from the tone, expression, or many details, this lady may have experienced some supernatural phenomenon.

There are cracks and damage on the lifted manicure... Did it cling to the wall or something...

The damage on the stockings looks like it was scratched by a sharp object such as a nail.

Osamu Dazai moved his steps quietly, and from another angle, he could see the damaged shape on the back of the opponent's shoulder more clearly... It seemed to be scratched by something, but the shape was a bit too regular... Is it a beast? ?

Dazai thought casually.

He is just habitually observing some subtle details.

For example, a person with supernatural powers who can transform into beasts like Dun?

Osamu Dazai cannot be confirmed for the time being.

While they were at a stalemate, Kunikida received a message from Yosano.

The missing person, that's why their detective agency found this lady, her husband was found.

But only one leg remained.

"Wow, it's really bloody." Osamu Dazai sighed sincerely looking at the picture sent by Yosano.

Kunikida scolded, "Dazai."

No matter how you say it, you can't say such things in front of the victim's family.

But this lady didn't pay much attention to them, she seemed to be insane, just a person's fear and fear.

I was seriously stimulated...

What kind of picture would it be, for example, the beast in front of her, chewing off her husband bit by bit?

Coupled with her words... Osamu Dazai thought, this beast is probably full of evil tastes, let her hear her husband being eaten, like a high-ranking hunter facing the prey trapped in a trap, The same kind of prey is cooking, making the prey that cannot break free gradually despair little by little.

"This commission was distributed to our detective agency by the government." After collecting enough "testimonies", Kunikida explained the commission in detail on the way back to the detective agency with Osamu Dazai.

"The information from Mr. Ranpo and the others who observed the crime scene is that the target of the attack is more like a beast than a human being."

Kunikida held up his mobile phone to let Osamu Dazai see the photo clearly.

"Could it be some dangerous animal that sneaked out..." Kunikida guessed.

Osamu Dazai manipulated Kunikida's phone with his finger to enlarge the picture.

Kunikida asked, "Did you find anything?"

Osamu Dazai just curled his lips, and said indifferently: "If it is really a beast or something, how can the scene be so clean, it is more likely to be artificial."

"Well, the truth will be revealed tonight."

Osamu Dazai smiled.

Yokohama has been very unsettled recently, although it is not very peaceful on weekdays.

But at night, people will disappear mysteriously, and when they are found, only a certain part is left to be eaten... This kind of horrible incident still caused a lot of panic.

Zhong Yuanzhong also knew that this happened because he passed by the door of the small shop where he had breakfast that day, and seeing the sad expressions of the people passing by, he only realized that the boss was missing when he hurried in and out, and when he found it again, only the corpse remained.

"Is it because of the curse spirit that I didn't manage..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his fist slightly.

"Oh no."

Ye Yi was on the door frame, he raised his hand and yawned, Zhong Yuanzhong also noticed that he looked extraordinarily tired these days, even his face became paler, like a bloodless corpse... Although it is not appropriate to describe it like this inappropriate.

"...So where have you been these past few nights?"

When Ye walked towards him and was about to fall before taking a few steps, Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his hand to support him.

"Well...Of course I have been to the rich and beautiful nightlife."

Seeing Zhongyuan Zhongye supporting him, Ye Jian leaned over without any hesitation, and put all his weight on Zhongyuan Zhongye's body.

"Hey... don't push yourself too far."

Although he said so, Zhong Yuanzhong only quietly used gravity to lighten his burden.

"Zhongye, I want to share a very happy event with you." Ye said enthusiastically, but his voice sounded weak.

"……what?"

"I found interesting species."

The leaf is like a large back pendant, pressing heavily on Nakahara Chuya's body.

Zhongyuan Zhong also didn't know for a while whether to complain about his words, or whether he looked like he was going to die but could still speak in such an excited tone.

"It's a creature that only appears at night and eats people."

Ye's pupils overflowed with interest, and his tone was light and light, "I heard someone call those creatures "ghosts". "

"ghost?"

The world is so wonderful, it doesn't matter if you have supernatural powers, magic spells... Now there are more ghosts.

But probably because he has already accepted the magic of the world, Zhong Yuanzhong also accepts the new setting quickly.

"Yeah, I've been squatting at the side these few nights watching those ghosts preying on humans."

Ye seemed to mention something funny, "It's just...they seem to turn into fly ash when exposed to the sun, for some reason it reminds me of western vampires and the like... well, but I think they are all the same Poor, I can't even enjoy sunbathing, and I can only hide in the darkness for the rest of my life."

"..." Zhongyuan Zhong didn't show his face, but wrote down his words, but there was still one question... "Then didn't they prey on you?"

"No, they just took a look at me...Maybe it's because I don't look good?"

Ye touched his chin, and his tone was even a little sad.

What's so sad about this kind of thing?

The Central Plains has long been unable to complain.

It's just that he should first sigh with emotion that Yokohama, no matter which world it is in, is in such dire straits.

"Aren't you worried about Yokohama?"

As if knowing what he was thinking, Ye asked.

"...Mr. Yokohama Arimori of this world, and... Forget it, I don't have to worry about it at all."

Zhong Yuanzhong also answered Ye's question casually.

He didn't look back at Ye's expression, so he naturally missed the immortality and exhaustion on his face.

The few dungeons he had played were all fused... "ghosts" who don't belong to this time period can now come to this world occasionally at night.

The dungeon named Demon Slayer is the happiest dungeon played by Shendaishu, because he set his character as an autistic and indifferent boss, and he will finish killing ghosts with all his heart.

Unlike other vests, that vest is the peak of pure force value.

And now he can open more vests in a calm and unhurried manner, but it is too much mental burden, and even affects the vest he is currently using... Leaving aside other things, the story line of Ye's vest will be played soon .

This vest is the most damaged of all the vests, and the appearance when it was restored to factory settings is also because the damaged data collected by the system cannot piece together a complete "leaf", let alone appear for a long time, so it can only be recalled. The data used in the game is fused, and he can make do with it.

Then tonight.

Ye turned his head to look out of the window, and leaned his head on Zhongya Zhongye's shoulder, "... Zhongye is obviously still worried in his heart. If that's the case, I'll take Zhongye to see it at night."

"...I don't want to."

It would be a lie to say that he has no interest at all, but Chuya Nakahara is more worried about Ye's state now, and suddenly he looks like a boy, and he becomes so weak... This is obviously the first time this happened, but Zhongya Zhongyuan is still worried. I felt a strong uneasiness spreading upwards in my heart.

"Take a good rest tonight. If you die suddenly, I will dance on your grave to celebrate you becoming the first cadre in history to die suddenly because of staying up late."

Zhong Yuanzhong also said mercilessly, but Ye knew very well that he was only caring about him around the bush.

He chuckled, "Chuya...it's so cute even when he expresses his concern."

Zhongyuan Zhong also took him off his body without even thinking about it, threw him on the ground, and said grimly: "If you describe me as cute again, I will really kill you."

Unsuspectingly thrown on the floor, Ye, whose waist was about to break, didn't take his words seriously at all, and complained: "Chuya, can't you be lighter, my waist is about to break."

Relying on his youthful appearance, his voice hasn't changed yet, he raised his tail, squeezed his throat, and even squeezed out a bit of sweetness... It's too scary, and Zhong Yuanzhong immediately waved it away, flashed in his mind adjective.

"When will you change back?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also doesn't feel that his height is too high for him now, but it is Ye Zai's appearance that flashes in front of his eyes every day, which is the real horror story.

"What if it can't go back?"

Ye Gan simply sat on the floor and looked up at Chuya Nakahara.

Chuya Nakahara: Then I choose to die.

At night, Nakahara just wanted to grab Ye and press him to make him sleep when he received a message from Ye.

"Chuya, see you downstairs."

Zhong Yuanzhong also walked out of the hotel door, and saw Ye sitting on a motorcycle, smiling at him and raising his chin to signal him to go over.

"This locomotive..." Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at Ye sitting on the handsome, obviously remodeled locomotive, stretching his long legs to the ground, holding the helmet in his hand, and even combed his messy hair. Combing back his bangs, the young man who seemed to be able to show his sharpness smiled at him, "Zhongye, surprise."

Nakahara Chuya's expression was very complicated: "This locomotive... this dazzling fluorescent yellow..."

Yes, this locomotive, except for those mechanical metals that are deliberately displayed, a small part of the decoration color is gleaming fluorescent yellow, which is the kind of color that looks like ghostly lights or fireflies at night, making the locomotive A little more sense of funny props.

"...and where did you get the money for the locomotive?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also puzzled.

"...It's a long story, I reached another pinnacle of life with my young and beautiful face." Ye put on a deep expression.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He didn't believe Ye's words, but he also had to admit that if he really made money from his face, maybe Ye could earn more than he did by staying in the organization.

After all, Ye Dazai also said that he is more suitable for being a cowboy and a liar than doing this kind of work.

"Well, what's teasing you is the reward I got for accepting orders these few nights... After all, my supernatural ability is still very useful."

Ye waved his hand, and immediately put on his helmet, looking as chic as if he was going to go racing in the next second.

"Zhongye."

Leaf opening.

"how?"

"I remembered one thing, that is, Chuya, you have no position to say that the color I picked is not good-looking. After all, Zhongye's favorite motorcycle was very, very girly pink."

"...huh? Is the pink comparable to your neon yellow?"

Even the tiniest bit of neon yellow is enough to take away from the car's modified coolness.

He even wondered if Ye Meimei ran away from home.

Speaking of which, he may not have touched a locomotive for a long time.

After becoming a leader, Zhong Yuanzhong also needs to maintain his image. When he goes to other places for certain purposes, he always takes a car with a driver, in order to look more like a deep and qualified leader... let alone him There is no time for drag racing at all.

Forget it... Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his eyes and saw the fluorescent green that blinded his eyes again, this car, it doesn't matter if it doesn't drive.

And Ye jumped off the locomotive at this time. He held the handlebar with one hand to control the car from falling to the ground, and snapped his fingers with the other hand. With a clear sound, Zhong Yuanzhong saw a small part of the locomotive in the next second. The color began to fall off, turning into dots of fluorescent powder that fell on the ground, and was quickly swept up by the wind.

More like fireflies.

After removing those special phosphors that took Ye a long time to camouflage, the motorcycle revealed its original appearance, which was pure black.

Everywhere has been modified, like a special custom.

"surprise."

Ye repeated it again, raised his foot and parked the car, "Let's go racing, Zhongye."

"Appropriate stimulating programs are also a necessary part of enjoying a good life."

The juvenile's emerald eyes are as bright as jewels at night.

Locomotives, moonlight, mist.

And the nose stud that became less dazzling in the night, but still eye-catching.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that his heart missed a beat.

This scene...why is it so familiar...

Sure enough...Zhong Yuanzhong once again affirmed the information that he and Ye had known each other for a long time.

But he couldn't think of any more details, as if there was a solid film that couldn't be torn apart.

Damn superpowers.

No, it should be said... Ye is really a cowardly liar.

The guy who pissed him off more than that bastard Dazai.

As if he didn't know what he was thinking, Ye pointed backwards with his hand, only then did Zhongya realize that there was another locomotive parked under a tree not far away.

The shapes of the two locomotives are similar, only the color is slightly different, that one is dark gray, if you don't pay attention to it at night, you might ignore it.

"...Then let's compete."

Zhong Yuanzhong also took the helmet he handed over.

Yep, this is the perfect night for drag racing.

The night in Yokohama has always been unsettled, and the recent "ghost" incident has made more people choose to stay at home.

The streets are empty.

There is only a moon that is half covered by clouds, and the light is slightly scattered.

Ye nimbly walked towards his gray motorcycle.

"correct."

Ye engine car, looking at Chuya Nakahara on another locomotive beside him.

"This is my first time driving."

Following his words, the locomotive pulled out a long gray shadow instantly after starting it, and disappeared on the street at the speed of the wind.