[Comprehensive Manga] Kill the King

Chapter 46 Ghost Chapter 46 Ghost

Cars are running on the streets, streetcars have been opened, and the number of street lights has increased.

Nura Kotomo was wearing the same casual kimono with black thin trousers, walking on the more convenient and bright street compared to before.

The proportion of pedestrians wearing Western clothes on the street has increased significantly, but there are still many people wearing kimonos.

It was evening now, and he didn't bring any team members with him.

Although he occasionally takes his team members out, he also likes to walk alone, which has not changed since he was a child.

After the innovation in the Meiji era, the cityscape of Edo, which was made of paper and wood, was transformed into a red brick street.Decades have passed since then, and now, in the Taisho era, the street scene has become more mature.

For Koban, who was born in the Edo period and spent his youth in the streets of Edo, the streetscape of the Taisho Imperial Capital gave a slightly indifferent impression.

Human voices are often covered by the sound of vehicles. In the past, nights relied on moonlight and lantern fires, but now there are street lights to disperse the darkness.

Life is much more convenient, but Li Ban often misses the unique vitality of the Edo period.Compared with the present, which is a little bit cold due to the development of technology, the kind of lively excitement makes him feel more comfortable from the bottom of his heart.

However, despite this, Nura Koban still likes to walk on the street.

Maybe it's because he likes people and gets along with them, and there are many people on the street, of all kinds, who have their own lives, happy or miserable.

No matter what kind of streetscape, it is created by people.He didn't want to walk in an empty landscape model. ——Even if paper and wood become red bricks and slates, as long as there are people among them, Li Ban will come to the street.

When he first stepped into the street lined with restaurants in Kanda District, his eyes were immediately attracted.

Perhaps ordinary people would not be interested in this picture, but Nuliang Kaihan really couldn't help being interested in such a strange combination.

First of all, there was a young man with his untrimmed hair hanging casually, wearing loose western clothes.He was setting up a stall on a corner of the road between a trendy western restaurant and a coffee shop.

The road was covered with a black cloth, and there were postcards and cardboards with pictures on it.

The young man was sitting on a sturdy-looking suitcase, drawing with a pencil in the sketchbook on his lap, not at all courting customers like ordinary vendors.

If it's just that, it probably won't arouse his interest.

The young man looked very depressed, he seemed to be absorbed in the work he was doing, and even when someone stayed in front of him to observe his paintings, he didn't notice the arrival of the guests.

And in the corner behind such a young man, stood a strange young man.

The young man with short black hair folded his arms and was leaning against the wall in the corner.The clothes on his body are probably not much better than those of the young man who is painting, but his body exudes a completely different aura.

Nuliang Liban reached out and touched his chin, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Ahhh, it looks like a sharp sword with a bloody aura hidden in it.

This combination is really intriguing.

Thinking in this way, Nuliang Liban moved up to the young man who was painting and took a curious look: "My little brother, are you selling something you painted yourself?" But the other party was obviously immersed in the world of painting, completely He didn't hear his voice, and the eyes of the young man who had been leaning against the corner with his eyes closed all the time stopped on him. As if he didn't notice this, Nura Kobi continued to say:

"This little brother?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, welcome." The young man finally raised his head with an apologetic smile on his face.

"It's good to concentrate on painting, but if you don't pay attention, the things you want to sell may be stolen." Nuliang Liban reminded.

"Haha, you're right." The young man scratched his head with a smile, and then pointed at the young man behind him with his hand holding the paintbrush, "Ah Chu also said that. To be honest, there was a time when he was indeed stolen Passed by, but thanks to Ah Chu, I got the painting back—although I think Ah Chu made a big fuss over a molehill, and it is really unnecessary to beat those people with black noses and swollen faces."

"He seems to be a very special guy." Nuliang Carp said unintentionally.

"If you really want to talk about it, I actually don't know who Ah Chu is." The young artist showed a slightly distressed expression, "I picked him up in a coma in an alley, because I was really worried, so I went to see him." Take him to his shelter."

"You can guess what happened next. They are all wandering men, and they got together for some reason... Well, if it weren't for Ah Chu's help, I might be bullied by many people... …in this way."

Speaking of this, the young man smiled embarrassedly, "I'm really sorry for telling you such boring things to the guests, because I feel that you are a very good person, so I unconsciously..."

"It's okay, I don't mind." Nuliang Liban's eyes swept over the young man called "A Chu", but accidentally met the young man's eyes.

If one had to find something to describe the clear purple pupils, it could probably be represented by the very beautiful crystals that have only recently been introduced to Japan.

However, the light in those eyes seemed to be like an abyss, making people feel empty and empty, as if there was no will to survive.

I don't know why, but this kind of gaze made Nuliang Liban feel very uncomfortable. His gaze only met the other's for a few seconds, and then quickly separated: "Did you draw these, little brother?"

The picture postcards and picture boards used as commercial products are basically depicting women. These beautiful women have subtle differences in hairstyles and clothing, but their eyes are all similar.

The dark and moist eyes give a gentle and illusory impression.

It feels like they are all based on the same woman as a template.Nura Koban thought so, and suddenly someone stood by his side.

"Get out of the way."

Hearing what the other party said, Nuliang Liban raised his eyebrows in surprise and stepped aside.

They are two men who look very bad.The man who asked Li Ban to get out of the way had a crew cut, and the other had a shaved head. Both of them had fierce eyes, not at all like customers who came to buy postcards with pictures of beautiful women.

"Hey, little brother, who allowed you to do business here?"

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The young man was staring at his hand, but he raised his face a little later, with an expression of not being in the situation: "...ah, sorry, welcome."

"Welcome, you bastard." The flat-headed man said with an angry face, "We are not guests, you idiot!"

As he spoke, he stepped on a picture postcard on the cloth with his foot, with a ferocious expression on his face that made people shy away.

"Wait, what are you doing?" The young man's face darkened as if he had been touched.

"Hey, you don't understand. Didn't you ask who gave you permission to do business here? Don't you know that this is the territory of the Yingji group? If you do business here—shouldn't you tell us Was it all at once?"

Jiangong Rongyi let out a silly oh, and then said with a refreshing smile: "So I need to tell you first? Then..."

"Please let me do business here! Thank you very much!" Mamiya Eiichi stood up and bowed deeply to the two, then sat back to the original place and continued with the painting in his hand.

"..." There was almost a momentary silence, and after such a strange silence lasted for a few seconds, Nuliang Carphan, who had been watching by the side, finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

And this sound seemed to wake up the two punks from their daze. They kicked over the cloth on which the picture postcards were placed, and roared redly: "You bastard looks down on people! What I want to say first is that Get the money out, bastard!"

"Hey? Want money??"

It was almost predictable that Mamiya Eiichi would be scolded or beaten up by these two people, and Ye Jiuchu, who had been staying in the corner, finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hey. Enough is enough, you guys."

"Where did you come from!" The cut-off man roared angrily, "Go away! Don't meddle in your own business!"

"This is my friend. You guys are blatantly trying to bully him in front of me, so why don't you let me just sit back and watch?" Ye Jiuchu glanced at Eiichi Mamiya, who was busy packing up scattered picture postcards, really There is nothing to do with this man who is particularly dull in some places, but it is better to get rid of the two guys who are in the way.

"Didn't I say that this is the site of the Yingji group? Since you want to do business on our site, you have to pay us a pier first. Since you are his friend, then it's good to pay the money! "

"Hey, this little brother obviously has a difficult life, so don't make things difficult for them." Nuliang Liban interjected.

Yejiu first glanced at the young man in the black and green kimono, he closed his right eye, and the bright golden left eye on his body shone with interest.

No malice was felt from him.

Ye Jiu squinted his eyes at the beginning, then shrugged his shoulders, and said, "...I'm sorry, your request is really too difficult."

"You bastard! Don't give a toast, don't eat and drink fine wine! If you can't do business here—!" The flat-headed man roared, "But you are the one who looks good!"

"...Ah, please don't use violence—Chu, calm down—" Eiichi Mamiya, who was picking up postcards on the ground, saw that the duo of gangsters had been thrown to the ground by Ye Jiuchu When it happened, he rushed up and hugged Ye Jiuchu's waist and dragged him back vigorously, "If they turn around and ask us for medical expenses, it will be the end of it!!"

Nuliang Liban and Ye Jiuchu: "..."

So you are really too dull-is it really the point to pay medical bills or something? !

"Bastard, please remember!" The two men left such words of protest, and then ran away supporting each other.

"Perhaps it would be better for you to start doing business in other places tomorrow." Nuliang Liban said with a smile.

"Thank you." Although there is no problem without the help of the other party, Ye Jiuchu will not be like Mamiya Eiichi who only cares about picking up the unfinished postcards on the ground in terms of etiquette.

"You're welcome. I didn't do anything to help." Nuliang Kaiban looked helplessly at the young man who was very rude to some extent, but such behavior on this person was unexpectedly not annoying .

"I……"

Before Ye Jiuchu could finish his sentence, Gong Rongyi suddenly yelled "Ah", and took out a very old pocket watch from the pocket of his trousers to take a look.

"Oops, it's already so late!"

He panickedly started closing the stall.He hurriedly put the goods, cloth and other items into the suitcase he used as a chair just now, turned his head and said to Ye Jiuchu: "Oh, Ah Chu, I forgot that the paints I ordered from the painting material store before Purchase today, if you don’t go quickly, the store will be closed—I’ll go first! Just go back to the hotel and wait for me!!”

After he finished speaking in a hurry, he ran towards the tram station, he was running very staggeringly because he was carrying a heavy suitcase, this posture made Ye Jiuchu couldn't help showing a helpless expression.

"It's a joke. Jiangong has always been like this, there is really nothing to do with him." Ye Jiuchu said to Nuliang Liban in front of him. "Then I take my leave too. Goodbye.

"A very interesting person." Nuliang Liban suddenly opened his closed right eye, stared at Ye Jiuchu's back without looking back for a while, and said with a pun. "Ah...it's time to go back. Otherwise, I will definitely be talked about by the head for a long time..."

Just when he was about to leave, he found a picture postcard left by the palace a little far away.He picked up the postcard, which showed a woman in a kimono.Although there was a smile on her lips, her expression was a little sad. She was a woman with long hair instead of short Taisho-style hair.The moist eyes are indeed the same as those of the women in other paintings.

Looking at the woman in the picture postcard, Nura Kotomo's eyes showed nostalgia.

——She also has beautiful long hair...

That woman named Yamabuki Otome, the...wife who left his side more than 200 years ago.

The reason I think of Yamabuki Otome is not just because the woman on the picture postcard has long hair.

There is another reason.From the very beginning, Nura Koban noticed——

That young painter and the young man called "A Chu" who followed him were all ghosts.

The author has something to say: In the setting of slippery ghosts, ghosts are real_(:з」∠)_

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