Special investigation report from Yokohama

Osamu Dazai met the tengu of the main hall in the name of cleaning that day.Ordinary tengu noodles, flushed face, hideous and funny hanging on the gloomy main hall, covered with dust that has passed for so many years.There are new knife marks on the perfunctory obsolete altar and the door frame. It seems that this is the scene where the townspeople said "the priestess slays demons".

He hadn't stayed in the hall for long when a shadow was cast at the door.Osamu Dazai turned his head, and the stooped old woman knocked on the door frame, and when she saw him, she stretched out her hands and gestured.

She should be dumb, old, illiterate, and dumb, and the person who hired her was really cautious.

Osamu Dazai glanced back at the Tengu noodles hanging high above the hall, and smiled at her: "I see."

Tengu is a god who is enshrined because of being feared. The so-called monsters that the villagers have passed on from mouth to mouth, the real body is clearly revealed in his eyes.The only thing he was puzzled about was one thing—why the fear of no one worshiping in this remote town would be enough to form a curse spirit that would do harm to one party and kill people wantonly?

Now it seems that the answer is simple and boring. I don't know what kind of expression the lady priest will show when she finds out.He stepped out of the main hall in a dispirited manner, and the outside was already as red as the face of a tengu.He glanced at the setting sun that was about to set behind the mountain, wondering how much time he had spent in the main hall for a moment.

There was a little girl in the yard, about fifteen or sixteen years old.Osamu Dazai easily recognized her—Gin Akutagawa, the younger sister of his old subordinate Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

It looks really different from Akutagawa, he thought nonchalantly.Akutagawa Yin quickly spotted him and came over to say hello.

"Mr. Dazai, it's our first meeting. I'm Yin. I'm Miss Hongyao's student." The little girl is not as good at hiding as Hongyao, and it's easy to see that she hides a little curiosity and affection under the "first meeting" mood.

The source of this emotion is easy to guess, it seems that Ryunosuke Akutagawa mentioned himself in front of her.He could guess what Akutagawa would say, and Osamu Dazai gave her an emotionless smile: "Xiao Yin."

He was about to say something more when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Hong Yao standing far away under the torii gate.Her white feathers were dyed red by the setting sun, and the expression on her face was not clear, but she could clearly see one hand on the scabbard at her waist.

This is a very deterrent action, she is warning herself not to play Akutagawa Yin's idea.

Osamu Dazai took a step back, letting go of the little girl who had just been frightened by his expression.

"Let's go eat, Mr. Dazai." Akutagawa Gin smiled coyly, "Grandma's dinner is ready."

The dinner was freshly bought fish. Hongyao and Akutagawa Yin clasped their hands together and said "I'm starting".Osamu Dazai didn't move, but fortunately, Grandma couldn't speak, and he didn't look awkward.After the meal they all dispersed, Akutagawa Yin helped grandma wash and rinse, but Hongyao entered the room, not knowing what to do.It's just that sometimes Akutagawa Gin would poke his head out from the kitchen, thinking he was secretly looking at him curiously; sometimes there would be a sharp line of sight piercing through the closed window, like ubiquitous surveillance.

It's a boring and tacit daily routine, plus he becomes weird and awkward.

In the room, Hong Yao finished the daily maintenance of the sword, and reassembled the sword and the sword set.She glanced out the window, the moon was hanging by the window, Grandma and Gin had gone to bed, and Osamu Dazai was nowhere to be seen.

This shrine has been transformed by her with a formation, which is equivalent to half of Honmaru - her authority is not as great as Honmaru, but Dazai Osamu can't get out of the sky.After sensing that the other person was still in the shrine, Hong Yao simply ignored him, put the Taidao back on the knife holder, and made another stroke in the notebook.

It's been a month and a half.

In the past one and a half months, she has almost figured out a way to summon Fu Sangshen again.Fu Sangshen has nothing to rely on after his body is shattered, and death is the real farewell; but he barely saved the three strikes of his body, although he fell into a deep sleep, it is not impossible to summon him back through spiritual power.

Jinjian should be the earliest one. Through the dual effects of Tengu Shrine's enshrinement and her own spiritual power, she may have time to meet before she leaves; chaos is probably the second, and the short sword requires less spiritual power; as for Tsurumaru... Taidao It required too much spiritual power, and he forced himself to wake up again, and Hong Yao didn't know how it would affect him.

Fu Sangshen summoned back in this way naturally shares weal and woe with this world, and when he returns to Honmaru, he will return to his original body, and it is impossible to leave with her.She can only do it with the expectation that "maybe one day they can wake up and start a new life". As for the result, no one has done it, and there is no guarantee.

Maybe Tsurumaru was just an irreproducible miracle that time, and she was just doing useless work.This thought suddenly flashed in my heart.Of course, it was not the first time for Hong Yao to think of this, but today, perhaps influenced by Osamu Dazai, this thought that I usually dare not think deeply suddenly took root and grew wildly in my heart.

Only a "god judge" can sign a contract with a sword man. She chose to go back to work, not because she had high expectations for the new Honmaru, but because she hoped to save the three-strike sword that she had lost the ability to freely travel through time and space.

But what if they don't come back?What if her Honmaru summoned a new Ranto Shiro, a new Imaiken, and a new Tsurumaru Kuninaga?Even, what if she thought she was protecting them, but they were broken in places she didn't know?

Then she—

The door slammed softly.The hinge of the wooden door was rusted, and when it was slowly pushed open, the tooth-piercing sound was extraordinarily long.Hong Yao froze her body suddenly, and the uninvited guest was standing behind her, she could feel another breath in the room, but she didn't feel any displeasure about being violated.

That person was behind her, shorter than she was sitting, a child who couldn't even use Chinese characters.The moonlight shone from behind the two of them, and their shadows overlapped, making it impossible to see their shapes clearly.But she knew that the child should be wearing a tengu face with long horns, and his excellent balance ability allowed him to step on high-toothed clogs without making the slightest sound.

The spiritual power contract told her that he was right behind her, and she could still clearly judge that all this happened here and now, but her emotions were unprecedentedly frightening.She was afraid that her actions would become the stone that knocked the moon into the water, so she sat stiffly on the spot, motionless.

The person behind rushed over, and the child's hand hugged her waist, and she could feel the hardness of the other's caged hands and arm armor.The breathing of the two of them stopped at the same time, and after a while, a slightly crying voice came from behind: "My lord, I have grown up a little and come back."

Three years ago, she also heard such words. At the gate of Honmaru, the young man who had returned from practicing practice lifted off his bamboo hat, revealing brand new clothes. He rushed forward: "I'm a little older and come back!"

Hong Yao forcefully hugged him back.

"Welcome back."

Maybe because of the indissoluble bond between Tengu and the moon, or maybe because of other reasons, Jinjian can't maintain his appearance all day long, and he goes back to the photo studio during the day.

However, according to the speed at which he recovers his strength, he may soon be able to move freely within the scope of the shrine.With such good news, even if Hong Yao didn't sleep all night, when she wakes up the next day, she is still visibly refreshed.This good mood lasted until some townspeople rushed up the mountain, awkwardly interrupting her conversation with Xiaoyin.

"Miss Hongyao, that..."

Seeing his hesitation, Hong Yao speculated: "Could it be that Mr. Dazai did something?"

"Ah, yes." The visitor replied with a sigh of relief, "He hanged himself in front of my house, and I really don't know who to call..."

The doctor at the hospital said that Osamu Dazai was living here now, so they went all the way to find him.

Red medicine: ...

How should I put it, in fact, I don't have much real feeling, but there is a real sigh of "worthy of being Osamu Dazai".

The last time she sighed this way was Akutagawa Ryunosuke's Rashomon.

If someone was dead, his expression would not be so calm.Hongyao actually wanted to say "it has nothing to do with us", but it would be too inhumane to leave Osamu Dazai to the townspeople who knew nothing about the other world.So she sighed and asked resignedly, "What about others? How is the situation now?"

Osamu Dazai was sent to the hospital, and the old doctor received the red medicine.It was not easy for the old doctor, Hong Yao exchanged a few words with him, then looked at Osamu Dazai, making sure that his arms and legs were alive and kicking: "Can you walk?"

"No problem at all!" Osamu Dazai still had strangle marks on his neck, but apart from his voice being a little hoarse, there seemed to be no major problem.

Hong Yao thought of the other party's glorious experience of jumping into the sea in the morning and walking out of the hospital to go shopping in the afternoon—one thing to say, this physique is really quite amazing.

"Miss is here to pick me up?" Osamu Dazai had already jumped off the hospital bed, and came over calmly, "Wow——so touched!"

Hong Yao unaccustomed to dodge a little.She might have to ask why someone else committed suicide, but Osamu Dazai, the name is also associated with suicide in her memory.As long as no lives were caused—she meant other people's lives—then she didn't mean to ask about other people's living habits.

"Then I'll take him away first." She nodded at the old doctor.

Neither of them said a word, they just walked back one after the other.The town is not big, but it is still a town. It was almost noon when the red medicine was poured into the hospital. They had no means of transportation, and they would miss their meal when they walked back.

"Let's eat outside." She thought for a while, remembering that Osamu Dazai took the pauper character, "What do you want to eat?"

Osamu Dazai's eyes lit up: "Crab——"

"Seafood and fish are not allowed," she added.I just hung up and ate these, and I don't want my throat anymore.

"That's whatever." Dazai replied weakly.

Hong Yao gave him a strange look.Although she had just experienced a suicide, she couldn't see any difference between this person and usual.He still looked unreliable, and his footsteps behind her were still brisk.

He had just died once—there was nothing wrong with it, the worst thing was itself.

"Miss?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head.This kind of coquettish gesture is very easy for him to do. Even if he knows the identity of this person, Hong Yao can hardly imagine that he is a mafia who earns money and lives.

"It's nothing," she said, stopping. "That's it."

The author has something to say:

This chapter is online: Little Tengu!

It is my first forging knife and also my forever team of vanguards!

So far, all the three-strike swords left in Hongyao’s last main pill have been unveiled (yes, it’s three-strike, one strike is only shown on the body, I don’t know if you’ve noticed it

And because of the appearance of Xiaotiangu, Hongyao subconsciously took the child w

Medicine, do you remember that you brought him to the shrine in the first place for the convenience of monitoring?