Special investigation report from Yokohama

"you--"

"Precognition." He said as if he knew what Hong Yao was going to ask.

really.Hong Yao's face darkened.

She said that she had never seen anyone with such accurate predictions.This time is really troublesome.This guy is not an ordinary terrorist at all, Hong Yao can tell in the fight, the other party doesn't care about life and death at all—or, he deliberately seeks death under her knife.

Exactly the same as his lifeless minions.

Hongyao has seen many battlefields and many fighters.She has seen Confucian generals in their hands, as well as brave generals who charge forward;

But no one is like them, they walked out of the battlefield alive, but they are like walking corpses, tirelessly seeking death.

"You are going to lead them to a dead end." Hong Yao thought and asked, "Why, soldier——no, general?"

"You linger on the bones of all men," answered the other in the same way, "Why, warrior—no, deserter?"

The two looked at each other quietly, neither of them said a word.Hong Yao held up the knife, the snow-white blade pointed at the black muzzle of the gun.

Young people and middle-aged people, feathers and robes, knives and guns.

The black and red eyes looked at each other, showing similar confusion and understanding.Hong Yao couldn't understand why they, who were lucky enough to go and return together on the battlefield, had to embark on this road that betrayed all the past; just as the other party obviously didn't understand why an incompetent general who failed to protect his subordinates was still hesitating The camp is looking for a reason to live.

But the memories left to them by the war are similar.No matter what they don't understand about each other's choices, the moment they see each other's eyes, they will know——

The old blood and fire are still clamoring, and their souls will never rest in the battlefield.When the wall between war and peace is higher than the price a person can pay, death is the only option to escape from the concentration camp of "war".

"Andre Gide, Commander Mimic." The white-haired man said slowly, "Can you give us the relief we are looking for?"

"Hongyao, just a lost dog." The name sounds familiar, but Hongyao has no interest in being surprised.She lowered her eyes slightly to hide the exhaustion that suddenly surged up from the bottom of her heart, but the knife in her hand did not hesitate, turning the blade and slashing towards Gide's gun barrel.The two seemed to have made up their minds at the same time, and neither of them would hold back.Occasionally, a few gunshots rang out between the sharp blades. Although there were only two people, their aura remained undiminished between their staggered figures, as if there were thousands of troops fighting around them.

Fighting was an obligation at first, and then it became instinct.Hong Yao dodged Gide's bullet with instinct, and launched a counterattack with instinct.On the battlefield, there are very few times when she needs to fight head-on.God judges are more used as long-distance assistance to sit in the central army, or, like her, who go to the battlefield more often, they only use spiritual skills to assist in the battle.

The real combat experience, apart from fighting with friends and swords, is only in the last period.Thousands of times more retrograde troops than the swords descended from the sky densely, the serious injuries of the swords are getting faster and faster, and the rotation of the battlefield is becoming more and more frequent.At first, it was just to share the pressure of the swordsmen, but later the battle situation became more and more serious, and finally her men also began to suffer battle losses.

right in front of her.

The short sword with orange hair and blue eyes only left a shock and could no longer summon the main body of Fusangshen. He likes to wear skirts and beautiful things, and he likes to dress himself up beautifully to be her valet. When reviewing documents, he smiled and begged for tea and snacks, or got behind her to braid her hair.

In the end, his skirt was tattered, and he didn't even care about the blood and dust on his face and hair, and his blue eyes lost their expression little by little in front of her.Until the last moment, he was still asking her for help. He had only appeared for three or four years, and he had always had such a strong love for the life of the world. He was afraid of death. She was called the lord by him, but he couldn't save her.

This is just the beginning.

His twin brothers were the next two. Even though they were covered with wounds, their light brown eyes were as gentle and earnest as the vines on the knife pattern.The dagger that once said "I will return safely, and I have an appointment with you" did not fulfill its promise in the end, and his twin brother was broken in front of her in the ensuing battle before she even had time to shed a tear for him.

"I'm sorry, master, I'm going to take a step first." There was no panic in his eyes, just regret, "You...don't come here in a hurry."

More and more swords began to come to an end, and sometimes she had time to reach them, and sometimes it was just a palpitation during the battle, which made her realize that she was missing another contract that she thought would accompany her to the eternity of human beings.

Finally, the black-haired boy held her hand.There was a light in his eyes that overwhelmed death, which was his trust in her—since the first day of his appearance, he, and they, had always trusted her like this.Even after experiencing life and death with his companions, this trust has never wavered.

"Stand back on the battlefield, General! Even if I'm gone... Prove to me that you won..."

But she was a deserter.The battle with the retrograde army continued, but she could no longer imagine what it would be like to summon another Honmaru.Exactly the same face, but no memories of the past - how can she treat them as brand new companions?

Hong Yao didn't know, so she resigned from the post of God Interrogator and served as a special investigator of the Government of Time, and never returned to the battlefield—until today.

She met Gide, the ghost who was expelled by faith but tirelessly searched for the battlefield.

Tachi's blade stopped another bullet, leaving a gash in his left arm unabated - at the cost of another bullet that pierced her in the same spot.Both of them seem to have forgotten the past, and also forgot themselves. At this time, here and here, there is only the battlefield, and there are only two people fighting each other on the battlefield—even if there is only one person.

This desperate battle ended with a bullet shot from outside the field. Gide jumped out of the battle circle as if he had predicted something.The two looked at the place where the gunshot sounded in unison. A red-haired man was carrying Ryunosuke Akutagawa on one shoulder, and pointed at Gide with a gun in the other: "Sorry, she saved my life, I can't let you kill her!" killed him."

Gide glanced at him, took the lead to close the gun, and nodded meaningfully to Hongyao: "Wait for the good news."

After saying that, he turned around and jumped into the car that came at an unknown time, Hong Yao put away the knife and took a step back.The light of the knife in front of her eyes turned silent, and she watched the car go away in silence.

"Miss Hongyao!" Akutagawa Yin ran over.Her wound was almost healed, and Hong Yao was not sure how effective the spiritual power indirectly transmitted through the sword body would be. Seeing that she was fine, she was relieved: "Little Silver."

Akutagawa Gin didn't speak, but instinctively grasped the cuff of the red medicine kimono tightly.She was almost separated from her brother who had just reunited, and her mood was complicated by her brother's reckless and almost implicated Hong Yao's actions. Under the great joy and sorrow, she was already unstable. She harbored another suspicion——

"Miss Hongyao, what did you promise that person?"

What could have made Gide suspend his plans but the invitation of death?

Her teacher, the one who pulled her back from death and depravity, Miss Red Medicine, who never mentioned the future and seemed to have no past—she, like Gide, walked in the dark abyss Ghost, waiting for a death bestowed by a doomed enemy?

"Let's go here first." Hong Yao's gentle voice as always made her calm down from the surprise.She took the address from Hong Yao and listened to her explanation: "It is the detective agency opened by the samurai and detective we met yesterday. Mr. Ayatsuji checked their records. The samurai was a swordsman who served the government. Reliable. Ayatsuji-kun initiated a commission to them in his name, and they will protect you until the Mimic incident is over."

From her tone, Akutagawa Gin keenly sensed something he didn't want to confirm: "Miss Hongyao, won't you go with me?"

"I still have something to settle, and I will visit you." She easily changed the topic, "How are you talking with my brother? If you plan to live together..."

"I don't want to go back to my brother!" Akutagawa Gin's attitude was unexpectedly decisive.

Hong Yao was a little surprised.

"I..." Yin Akutagawa uttered a single voice with difficulty, "I want to be by your side" was swallowed by her, and she replaced it with a more realistic reason, "My existence will only make my brother kill more people." people. I don't want that."

... What did the siblings talk about?Hong Yao didn't ask much, just patted her on the back: "Then go to the Armed Detective Agency first."

"In the evening, I will visit you." Facing the worried eyes of Akutagawa Yin, she smiled slightly, "I promise."

After Akutagawa Gin left, the redhead who had been standing in the distance came over.We met three times in less than a day, which is quite a fate.Koyaku greeted him friendly, ignoring Akutagawa Ryunosuke on his shoulder: "Actually, I was not the one who saved you. The poison is not fatal. He probably doesn't want to kill you."

She just sent them to the hospital for the sake of both of them being scolded by the Supernatural Secret Service.

"You paid for the medical expenses in advance, right?" The other party avoided the topic, "Shall I take you to the hospital?"

After a fight, it is naturally impossible for her not to be injured at all.However, the spiritual power is enough to heal most of the injuries. Hong Yao smiled and pulled up the cuffs to show him the clean and clean forearm: "No, I don't die so easily."

Then the other party put the boy on his shoulders down.

Hong Yao was wondering, but saw the red-haired man took off his windbreaker, handed it over to her, and touched her bruised haori and the blouse that had been torn apart by bullets.Hong Yao froze for a moment before hesitating to take it: "Thank you."

Few people on the battlefield take care of this, but as long as there is a chance, the swordsmen will always let themselves change their blood-stained and torn clothes.

"Master is a girl." Kasen Kanesada always took off her haori and put it on her body with a serious face, "You should pay more attention to this kind of place."

The windbreaker was a little too big, and the effect of wearing it on her body was like a child stealing an adult's clothes.Hong Yao held Po Yuzhi in a ball in his hand, and looked at the red-haired man who had put the boy on his back again: "Hong Yao."

The man hesitated for two seconds before realizing that it meant exchanging names: "Oda Sakunosuke."

Oda Sakunosuke?Hong Yao froze for a moment.

"What's wrong?" The young man who called himself Oda Sakunosuke also stopped in his tracks.

"...Nothing?" Hong Yao was not sure, "I just feel like I've heard this name somewhere before, maybe it's the same name."

Or have seen his counterparts in other worlds?

Both of them didn't care about this episode, Hong Yao pointed to the man on his back, and walked out side by side with him: "Are you from the port mafia?"

"Yes."

Hong Yao hesitated for a moment, then pointed to Yin's brother and asked, "I'm asking too much... the port mafia, won't you entrust him with the task of dealing with Mimic?"

"No." As soon as Oda Sakunosuke's words made Koyaku heave a sigh of relief, he added in a flat tone that had never changed, "It's my friend."

Hong Yao glanced sideways at him.

"Although I can't be counted as me, my mission also overlaps with this. In short, by accident, it can be counted as me."

Red medicine: ...

To be honest, she didn't quite understand it.

However, this person is undoubtedly more reliable than Yin, the elder brother. Gide's ability is indeed difficult to deal with. Out of good intentions, she reminded: "Gide—the leader of Mimic—his ability is foreknowledge. I tried it. , can probably predict the future for a few seconds."

As for the combat level, this person must have seen it just now, so there is no need for him to say more.

This time the other party was silent for a while, Hong Yao turned his head suspiciously, and heard his flat and objective evaluation: "It's hard to deal with. It's about the same level as mine."

"Huh... huh?" Hong Yao was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously followed his words, "I thought precognitive abilities were rare."

"Well, yes. Besides me, I have only seen this one." Oda Sakunosuke replied, "But healing abilities are also very rare."

"...Really?" Hong Yao didn't know what to say this time.She wanted to say that this was not a supernatural ability, but for a mafia she just met, it seemed strange to be so frank.

"Yes." He replied.Then he paused for a long time before saying: "But although the healing powers are very powerful, you can't be resurrected after you die."

"That's really..." Hong Yao was a little unsure of what he meant.

"So if you can live or not die," he said.

The author has something to say:

Woooooo I wrote [] Dao Dao so much that I almost didn't write it down. I went to Moe Girl to listen to the black bars. It really broke my heart. Dao Dao are angels!Especially here I specially chose Awataguchi special results...

And, Oda Tsukuru, Archangel (choked up