Boss, do you have a card?

Natsume Soseki has seen many charismatic people. They can unconsciously attract the attention of others in behavioral dialogues, make others accept their thoughts and opinions, or make others trust without doubt.

Narcissistically speaking, he knows that he may be such an image in the eyes of others, but the reason is based on his experience, experience, and some small achievements in the past.

In short, personality charm is by no means innate, it represents a person's inner being, a person's ability, and even a person's history.

Yes, when looking into those eyes, what Natsume Soseki sees is history, "life and death" far beyond her appearance age.

Although I thought that the curator must be an unusual person, but when I really saw... Natsume Soseki had to admit that many of his previous assumptions might be unfounded.

He closed his eyes, and then said with a very frank attitude: "No, but the old man came here uninvited, please forgive me for being presumptuous."

In fact, only Mori Ogai was the one who made an appointment with the curator, and Natsume Soseki took the student's ride. After all, the information on the other world is too important. If he doesn't have a face-to-face chat with the other party, he won't be at ease.

"No, if you're taking the liberty, the responsibility is on me." Mori Ogai looked relaxed, as if joking in an ordinary way, "If Miss Curator minds, please accept my sincere apology."

Of course the curator doesn't mind, the curator also hopes that you will have more people.

The White House had some regrets in September. She deliberately asked Shelley to disclose the meeting time between Mori Ogai and the curator to Oda Sakunosuke, in order to hope that the detective agency would also participate. Dazai Osamu, Edogawa Ranpo, Fukuzawa Yukichi Well, any one of these three can come here, so as not to beat around the bush when it happens—huh?

The information prompt that popped up by the system gave her a shock.

Natsume Soseki has a bug!

Good guy, this is definitely the work of a certain slaughter!

Goodjob, Osamu Dazai!

The White House was satisfied in September, so she just said, it's the final revealing stage, how could the important members of the script team be absent.

Regardless of whether it was a collective action by the detective agency or an individual action by Osamu Dazai, Natsume Soseki and Mori Ogai had the tacit approval.

It seems that two people participated in the "tea party", but in fact, what the curator is facing is "the whole of Yokohama".

The White House subconsciously raised its gesture in September... oh, she didn't have to.

[Curator] has no shell, and his appearance depends entirely on the system's holographic simulation technology, but this does not mean that testers can fish after get off work. The system simulates only the appearance and movements of [Curator]. Although it can also talk in real time, the effect After all, it is not as good as the spiritual participation of the testers.

So the White House is now equivalent to opening two and a half vests in September.

It's not a big problem, she's getting used to it.

After listening to Mori Ogai's words, the curator showed a slight smile on her face. In fact, she had been smiling all the time, but it was just a habitual expression, and her emotions were more vivid at this time.

"Please don't be too cautious. This is your world. I am just an outsider. I should apologize for everything in the past."

Mori Ogai frowned, and he looked at the curator without hesitation: "This is exactly what we want to talk to you, please be sure to tell us everything."

The curator did not respond, but said: "There is a barrier between the world and the world, not only a barrier of isolation, but also thoughts and consciousness that cannot be touched or understood by each other. Whenever the barrier is broken, only It will be a greater disaster, and even so, do you want to know?"

Mori Ogai's eyes turned into bottomless darkness: "Sometimes, the unknown is the scariest thing."

The curator stared at him, then nodded: "I understand, what do you want to know, I will tell you the truth as appropriate."

Such a straightforward answer made Mori Ogai a little surprised, but he didn't show it, but tentatively hit the point: "For example, your "Book of Seals"?"

This is a compulsory question, and the White House has already focused on reviewing it in September.

She copied the original source of the "Book of Seals" that Shelley explained to Fyodor, and then extended it a little bit, anyway, how mysterious it is.

After hearing this, Mori Ogai put on a worried expression: "According to your statement, will it have a greater impact on time and space when it is complete now?"

For example, come here to poke a hole when you are full and have nothing to do.

The expression and tone of the leader of Mafia at the port really expressed his worries.

Sorry, it's really hard to say, it depends on the mood of the system/company.

The White House said honestly in September.

But you can't say that in front of others.

"Well...how can I explain it so that you can understand." The curator tilted his head, and made another behavior that did not match the dignified image.

At first Mori Ogai and Natsume Soseki were surprised, but as the number of times increased, they became calm.

The nature of the curator is more lively than they think, she is not completely deified, as she said, she is just a human being with a slightly longer life than ordinary people.

"The consciousness of "Book of Seals" was independent at first. It has personality, likes and dislikes, and selfishness like other creatures. It was only under the influence of the former master that it became a relatively righteous existence. However, due to the monster Riot, it can only divide itself into two parties, which is like dividing a normal mind, no matter which side, it is missing."

Osamu Dazai lay on the sofa, closed his eyes and listened to the female voice that kept ringing in his ears - and then one of his earphones was snatched by a detective.

Edogawa Ranpo held a large bag of potato chips in one hand, and stuffed the snatched earphones into his ears with the other. The whole process was as natural as taking a candy from the table.

Osamu Dazai was helpless, but he didn't stop him, and he lay flat again in a half-supporting position.

The sound in the earphones continued.

"How can an incomplete consciousness make the right choice? Pure goodness or pure evil. Excessive goodwill does not necessarily bring good luck, and absolute malice will inevitably bring mistakes."

Next was Mori Ogai speaking.

"That's it, I understand."

Not only Mori Ogai, but everyone who heard it understood.

What the curator means is that the complete "Book of Seals" will no longer have any behavior of inducing intelligence, so the trial of Claire and Fu was completely messed up by "Book of Seals", thinking that it will bring them The correct future, and the curator is forced to wipe the ass of "Book of Seals", and can only follow its train of thought to guide them in this world.

Thinking about it this way, if there is no curator, I don't know what would have happened.

Edogawa, who sat back in his chair, groaned in dissatisfaction.

"Mr. Ranpo?" Nakajima Atsushi who passed by was a little startled, thinking that he had done something wrong.

Edogawa waved his hands at him in a random way, "shh" to him, asking for silence.

Atsushi Nakajima quickly shut up, not daring to say a word, he walked to the sofa, and whispered to Osamu Dazai: "Mr. Dazai, Mr. Kunikida asked you to quickly report the previous two days—"

Osamu Dazai turned his head and raised his index finger to his lips: "Shh."

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

The little tiger was chased away with a dazed expression, and then heard a charming chuckle.

Yukino, who was sitting on Oda Sakunosuke's desk, was looking at him with great interest, smiling like a warm sun.

Atsushi Nakajima didn't know why the other party was laughing at him, and he was embarrassed to ask, he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and went to do his own business.

Since that night, Miss Shelley has inexplicably sneaked into their detective agency, commuting with Mr. Oda every day, and I heard that she is still living in Mr. Oda's house...

Cough, the ostensible statement is that Miss Shelley had no place to live after she severed her relationship with her previous contractor, so Mr. Oda temporarily took her in, but according to Mr. Dazai’s gossip, it seems that Miss Shelley gave Oda The husband can't ask for it (?), thinking every day to persuade Mr. Oda to go back to his own world with her.

In addition...

Atsushi Nakajima raised his head cautiously, and looked at Miss Ming who was sitting on the single sofa and was flipping through a magazine.

Miss Ming doesn't come every day, only occasionally, and the time she stays is very short. These two days, she seems to have become interested in the words of this world, and sometimes she reads things casually like she is now.

"what!"

Atsushi Nakajima raised his head at the sound, and saw Naomi Tanizaki, who was placing the materials, tilted his feet and was about to fall. He quickly got up and wanted to help, but he was a step too late. hold in the direction.

Tanizaki Naomi blinked, breathed a sigh of relief, stood firm and said to them with a smile: "Thank you, Dodo, and Qiuqiu~"

After finishing speaking, he gave Shelley a thankful smile: "Thank you too, Miss Shelley!"

Xue Nu shook her legs and smiled even more happily: "You're welcome."

Atsushi Nakajima also breathed a sigh of relief.

Dazai Osamu and Edogawa Ranpo also saw the small accident in the detective agency, but what made them focus more was still the conversation in the earphones.

Ogai Mori didn't ask too much about the situation in the other world. Although he was curious, the curator also said that some unknowns are some kind of boundary and protection. Enough is the best solution, not to mention the part they care about most has been The answer is that as long as their world is safe, other worlds have nothing to do with them anyway.

In addition to the question and answer, Mori Ogai also asked the curator for a promise as compensation for the harm caused to Yokohama.

If there is another time—referring to another world figure coming here to cause trouble—I hope the curator can notify the port Mafia in advance so that they can prepare for it in time.

The curator agreed without hesitation.

The conversation went very smoothly, beyond Mori Ogai's imagination. Didn't he never wonder, "Is it really so easy to talk? Did I fall into the trap when I didn't pay attention?"

But the repeated vigilance dissipated in the other party's gentle and submissive smile.

Ouch, I feel pampered like a child.

Mori Ogai sighed inwardly in frustration.

Out of a certain state of mind, the head of Mafia at the port couldn't help but wonder about the real age of the curator, and how much time has passed before an ordinary person can become like this.

That's right, the curator confessed that she was once an ordinary person.

It's just luck to be chosen, nothing special about me.

That's what she told them.

No one thinks this is good luck. If one really wants to describe it, perhaps the word "destiny" should be used.

During the conversation between Mori Ogai and the curator, Natsume Soseki did not interrupt.

One reason is that this is the territory of the port Mafia, even if he has a teacher-student relationship with Mori Ogai, he will not use his personal status to dominate the guests.

The second is to observe the curator, observe her character, her way of doing things, and her character. This is the main purpose of his decision to come here.

But it is no longer necessary to observe this point.

When the conversation between the two came to an end, Natsume Soseki finally spoke. He said, "Miss Curator, someone asked me to ask you a question on his behalf. You can answer or not answer, there is no compulsion."

The curator happily answered: "Please speak."

Natsume Soseki: "The ghost lady once said that she had a deal with you, and she was willing to come to this world because of the deal. Can you tell us the content of the deal?"

The curator looked at Natsume Soseki, his eyes saw everything, as if he knew who the real questioner was, she smiled slightly.

"The heart of the ancestor."

"It's what she needs most right now, and it's what she must destroy."

——From the setting of the plot.