Earn 100 billion for parents

The magic world is in chaos, but the culprit of all this has already gone to Yokohama, a no-regret area, to live happily.

Yokohama in a different world is similar to theirs. If there is any difference, even though the Mafia family dominates the port, Yokohama does not appear dilapidated and turbulent.

In a sense, Port Mafia has given Yokohama what it has always sought, tranquility and freedom.

Although the name of Sin City remains unchanged, various industries are indeed developing normally.

"Well, it's fortunate that Zhijun was abducted in advance." Otherwise, Dazai Osamu of their world might also go this way.

A sinful, bloody, lonely and violent road.

Thinking of his fragile and sensitive nerves, Fujimaru Hara was worried about the Osamu Dazai of this world.

"The direction of this world is very wrong, and you can see it."

Fujimaruhara nodded, he had already felt when he stepped into the world, there were traces of modification here.

In this world where there is no Holy Grail, there is only one thing that can do such a thing, and that is the "book".

But the state of the world lacking enough anchors is not good, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is precarious, and the world he settled before is similar.

This situation was not resolved until after the Holy Grail War. One of the very important reasons is that Dazai and the others began to write books, and the power of words has extraordinary power.

The power of faith tied to words and art has become the anchor point that fixes the world.

Coupled with the power overflowing from the dissipation of the curse spirit, feeding back the earth and the sky, the world has become more and more stable over the years, and he can travel between the two worlds with confidence, and he is no longer afraid of accidentally breaking the world The skin is gone.

But this world is more fragile than their previous unrepaired world, like a castle in the air is extremely illusory.

Obviously, this is also a sequelae of being artificially distorted.

So they came to Yokohama for another purpose, which is to investigate the reason why the 'book' was launched.

Fujimaru Haraichi has a natural feeling for the mysterious things related to the origin of the world.

So finding books was not difficult for him.

It's just that the location of the book is a bit troublesome.

"It's him."

Fu Heisher looked at the towering Gang|Hei Building.

Fujimaruhara nodded, "Eight or nine is not far from ten."

On the other side, Neiji Hinata and Hyakkimaru have already figured it out, the general information.

First of all, in this world, Osamu Dazai is undoubtedly the leader of Hong Kong and black, and Zhongyuan Zhong is also a cadre.

And Oda Sakunosuke is their deadly enemy, and it's almost the same if they say that they don't communicate with each other forever.

"...It's so miserable, I feel a little embarrassed to persecute him."

Even though he said this, the young man didn't see much sympathy on his face.

After all, to a certain extent, Osamu Dazai was self-inflicted, and it was Chuya who was the worst.

But it has nothing to do with them. Although they came to Yokohama out of curiosity, their original purpose was just a vacation.

Although the vacation was not going well, Neji Hyuga looked at the Maoyan youth who was by their side, feeling a little distressed.

"Sir, the police station has contacted your guardian, just wait for a while, so can you let us go?"

Neiji Hyuga sighed inwardly, she was so unlucky that she was attached to the most troublesome person.

He knows the young man's ability very well. To be honest, this kind of natural talent is hard to guard against. At least he has no confidence to escape the young man's detection.

The same is true.

"No, Lord Ranbu is hungry and wants to eat." The young man's abnormally young face showed a childlike look, really like a child throwing a temper tantrum.

"As a reward, your identities will not be disclosed."

Hinata Ningji sighed, sure enough Edogawa Ranpo was so keen no matter which world he was in, although he didn't want to hide anything from him, but it was obvious that he was a visitor from another world so straightforwardly. Somewhat frustrated.

"Forget it, let's go to the 'Jujia'."

The famous restaurant in Yokohama, he had already planned to take Hyakkimaru to the Tachibana House before coming here, although there is one more person now, it is harmless.

In a quiet Japanese-style room in the 'Orange House', two handsome young men are enjoying delicious food.

Looking carefully, it is Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya.

At this moment, the two young people who came here for the same body were timid because of their closeness to their hometown, and they were excited about ostriches.

It seems that as long as they don't watch or hear, they can forget their identity in this world.

On the contrary, Oda Sakunosuke was very calm, wandering around without any burden at all.

After all, he is an ordinary person in this world, and he won't attract too much attention if he walks on the street.

What's more, he can even have a few drinks at the bar.

There was still a trace of loneliness in the silence, but this loneliness was quickly dispelled.

A black figure suddenly appeared on the empty seat beside him.

The golden liquid in the crystal wine glass swayed with gravity.

Seeing the wine glass in front of him, Oda Sakunosuke touched it subconsciously.

"cheers."

It's just that this action seemed to startle the visitor.

The young man who Oda Sakunosuke turned his head to look at was dressed in black with a red scarf hanging loosely around his neck and a heavy bandage over his left eye.

The young man with a somewhat gloomy temperament showed some fragility for no reason. Although he was a little different, he really was Dazai?

"good afternoon."

"······good afternoon."

Dazai Osamu's voice was a bit dry, the person in front of him was undoubtedly Oda Sakunosuke, but was it Oda Sakunosuke?

Even though he has always been friends with Oda Sakunosuke, the two of them have no direct communication in this world, and they even have opposing positions. Recently, he has done some excessive things to the younger generation.

So even if he didn't want to imagine, he knew that the youth would never treat him like this.

"Odasaku?"

Oda Sakunosuke tilted his head and looked at Osamu Dazai, "What's the matter?"

They have similar eyebrows, but the red-haired man in front of him looks a little gentler.

Just by looking at it, you can tell that the man is very happy.

After a long silence, the black-haired young man sat down and asked in a low voice, "Odasaku, what work do you do?"

"Do you have a job? My job is to work in a detective agency, and my side job is to be a writer."

When the red-haired man sighed to the writer, he touched his nose with a shy look on his face.

"A writer?" Hearing this, a smile appeared on the young man's face, "Well, writer, that's really great."

Oda Sakunosuke looked at the young man, "So what about you, Dazai, are you happy at work now?"

Happy?

happy?He has never thought about unsolvable problems, but he should be happy to create a world where Oda Saku can write freely.

Although it was exhausting, he was so exhausted that he began to seek a way out.

This room, Sakunosuke Oda and Osamu Dazai chatted happily.

On the other side, Oda Sakunosuke was rushing towards the 'Tachibana House' with the address he got from the police station.

At this moment, he should have appeared in the P bar, but it is obviously more important to find Mr. Ranpo.

The two Oda Sakunosuke exchanged by mistake.

A slight change may bring about a different result.

At this moment, it was time for dinner, and Fujimaru Haraichi and Fu Heisher were also on their way to forage.

It has to be said that Fujimaru Haraichi and Fuheshier are worthy of being the patriarchs of Phoenix, and their destinations are particularly compatible with the young people.

Fate is such a coincidence.

Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya, who finished their meal, met an acquaintance at the door when they were about to leave.

"Hyakkimaru? Neji?" Chuya Nakahara looked at Neiji Hinata and Hyakkimaru appearing here, and had a bad feeling.

"Why did you come here?"

Before Ningji Hinata answered, Nakahara saw the little head protruding from behind the two of them.

When the emerald eyes looked at him, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt a heart attack.

Why did you invite this great god!

The surprise was far from over, the wind chime rang again, and new diners appeared behind Ningji Hinata and the others.

The familiar voice startled the two parties.

"Well, it really is Chuya. I heard Chuya's voice just outside the door. It seems that my ears are still working."

Two men taller than 1.9 meters walked in, and the originally spacious room instantly became narrow. Zhong Yuan also looked at the two most unscrupulous adults.

A heart sinks quickly.

Now it can be considered that all the members are here, and it seems that his fame in the first life will not be preserved after all.

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At this moment, the magic world fell into endless turmoil. A large number of magicians were killed, the strongest even disappeared, and high-level officials were assassinated one after another. For a while, the magic world had no leader.

But the strange thing is that there is no mistake on the side of the curse spirit, and there are even many curse spirits that have not been wiped out.

It is a very strange phenomenon.

Even the curse masters headed by Xia Youjie have been very honest recently, and they don't know why.

In short, the purpose of those who do it is only the magic world, and ordinary people have not been affected in the slightest.

This made the surviving magicians wonder what the purpose of the killer was.

But they probably couldn't figure out the intention of the person behind it.

In Fu Hei's house, Fu Heisher was playing with the slightly slender gun, the warm touch was not metal.

There are even patterns engraved on the outer wall, which is more like a beautifully crafted toy or decoration than a gun.

And I can't feel any magic power.

But even this toy-like firearm can kill spell spirits below level one.

As for the wider range of energy, as long as it is a mantra, it can be filled.

Fu Heisher held the handle of the gun and suddenly laughed.

He suddenly understood, Fujimaru Haraichi and the others said they had the confidence to subvert the magic world.

The holder does not need mana or even a strong physique, as long as they have these equipments, they can exercise the same powers as a conjurer.

When the magician is no longer the only one, then what confidence do they have to maintain that lofty posture?

He couldn't wait to see the picture of the group of garbage falling into the dust.

It must have been wonderful, so exciting that he couldn't hide his smile.