In Yokohama, I used a vest to make up the Saviors

Chapter 38

[Is it not good to bring me to dig the grave?] The system's tone is serious: [I thought you would let Oda Sakunosuke and Sarina stay together]

Suzumiya tugged at the collar around his neck, couldn't bear it anymore, and loosened it for a while: "It would be even worse if I didn't bring myself."

I don't know how Suzumiya endured this kind of neck ring, it was very tight, and he felt suffocated all the time.

Is he rehearsing for altitude sickness?

Oda Sakunosuke followed behind, sideways to avoid the passing pedestrians, and then was led away by the pedestrians. The unleashed dog ran past him. The dog ran happily, without the legendary psychic at all, and did not notice Something is wrong.

Oda Sakunosuke felt a little lost, looked at his slightly transparent hand: "I'm really dead."

"Can you take a car?" Suzumiya turned his head and looked at Oda Sakunosuke: "If you can't, you can run there by yourself."

Oda Sakunosuke was stunned: "Aren't you afraid that I will take the opportunity to run away?"

Suzumiya frowned in displeasure, he didn't have the slightest affection for this man who came to share his master: "It's up to you."

[Are you too into the show] The system eats melons: [What if he really runs away]

"Probably not?" Yinwu Xianle was not convinced: "Anyway, Suzumiya is really unhappy."

The kind of mania that hits the bottom of my heart and wants to tear Oda Sakunosuke apart.

Anyone who shares his master's attention with him should die

The ones that exist are disgusting enough.

[It would have been nice if the 'Murderer' was so domineering when he was pushed to the ground by the 'Son of God' to take the petals] The system unceremoniously exposed the status of the Murderer: [Also being ridiculed and scolded by the 'Puppeteer' when】

Suzumiya reached out to stop a taxi: "Did you forget that I am Suzumiya now?"

How lucky to be able to get a taxi here.

【Yes, even if you are the Son of God, you can't beat me up】

"..." Suzumiya was speechless, opened the back door of the taxi, took out his mobile phone and glanced twice, bought time for Sakunosuke Oda to get on the bus, and then got in the car by himself: "Excuse me, go to the Montenegro Cemetery."

Oda Sakunosuke was a little surprised to see his gentle and polite appearance to outsiders.

He thought it was difficult to get along with this fierce, murderous man.

Just for him?

However, I took a taxi to the cemetery.

Oda Sakunosuke, a former low-level member of the port mafia who raised five children by himself, did not understand.

The driver was also surprised that people who could afford a taxi would go to the cemetery to pay their respects.

But looking at the young man in the gray-blue jacket, with a dark face and an unfriendly look, he didn't dare to talk to him.

He's a very polite young man, and looks good too, why does he look so scary...

The driver uncle muttered and drove quietly.

The car started, and Oda Sakunosuke was still sitting in the car.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course, the two people here refer to Otonashi String Music and Oda Sakunosuke. One is glad that he didn't have to run, and the other is glad that he didn't have to run, because Oda Sakunosuke didn't know the way and was really thrown behind by the car. I don't even know how to get back to the safe house.

Oda Sakunosuke felt inexplicably that this red-eyed man was really capable of throwing him outside and returning to his own life.

In the car, I looked at the report with a blue background, walked for a while, then jumped up a round, and when I arrived at the cemetery, the report was [-].

This can sell a lot of curry rice, several days' wages.

Anyway, Suzumiya, who was reimbursed by the money system, didn't read the report from the beginning to the end, but exuded the black air that the master wanted many subordinates, and watched the scenery outside the window flying by.

Anyway, in his previous life, he was also a thief and a rich man. He always took a taxi when he went out in Tokyo.

After getting out of the car, Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help asking: "If digging a grave, wouldn't it be better to buy a shovel?"

Empty hands will be troublesome.

"No need." Suzumiya briefly scanned the lower cemetery, and found that there were not many people, so he was relieved.

Even with the righteous master, digging graves is still a bit immoral.

The environment of the Montenegro Cemetery is good. Lush and lush shrubs separate the horizontal rows of tombs. Between the towering black railings and the towering bluestone tombstones, there are dead people sleeping. Just a few meters away is the blue sea.

【You want to be buried here again? 】The system is confused: 【What is your attachment to the cemetery】

"Can you read the mind that should be read?"

[Whether I can read your mind or not comes from your mood swings] The system is helpless: [Your satisfaction with seeing the cemetery is almost overflowing your body]

Suzumiya wanted to say that he and Sakunosuke Oda searched separately, but before he could speak, he saw that Sakunosuke Oda had already reached the two-story cemetery, the lower one.

Seeing this, he followed.

Does the soul feel its own body?

As a result, Oda Sakunosuke walked down the stairs, glanced at the Catholic Church by the sea, and his eyes fell on the neat rows of tombstones. His blue eyes revealed a daze, and then, without hesitation, he turned towards the tombstones independent of the tombstones Outside, walked under a dense tree.

In front of the holy Catholic Church, the sea can be seen, and under the isolated and large trees, there is a tombstone in the middle of the grass.

"Telepathy?" Suzumiya couldn't help asking: "I heard that the soul has 21 grams. After leaving the body, the body is just a useless piece of meat. Is it really possible to have telepathy?"

He suddenly had the idea to weigh Oda Sakunosuke on the scale.

Seeing that he is walking well, he should not sink to the bottom of the scale.

"No." Oda Sakunosuke squatted in front of his tombstone, the hem of the sand-colored windbreaker was not covered by the grass layer, and hung down to the ground. He gently stroked the tombstone with moss remnants. There is no doubt that his hands Penetrating the past: "Although I am ordinary, my two friends are not."

Osamu Dazai, who was a cadre of the port mafia, and Ango Sakaguchi, an infiltrated investigator of the Supernatural Secret Service, even buried him in the cemetery.

"Then I will definitely choose the most expensive place." Oda Sakunosuke muttered to himself, he couldn't sink to the ground like the ghost described in the novel, to see his urn and burial, he reached out to penetrate, and Touching everything is the same.

That is, the tactile sensation of touching the air.

"You have two good friends." Suzumiya exclaimed, "The scenery here is beautiful."

He thought too.

"Without a shovel, how can I get the ashes?" Oda Sakunosuke turned his head and looked at Suzumiya: "It will hurt to use your hands."

After all, the tomb is covered with stone slabs, so it should not be possible to dig it out with bare hands.

Suzumiya cast a nonchalant glance at Oda Sakunosuke, took out a small knife from his cuff, cut his finger, and the blood dripped into the grass and penetrated into the ground.

The soil layer beside the bluestone slab was slightly surging, and dark green vines broke through the ground. A few seconds later, the slate was also pushed open, and the vines rolled up the soil and the box, and hurried out.

Suzumiya picked up the pushed out urn, and there was a photo on it.

It is a group photo of three people, Ango Sakaguchi, Sakunosuke Oda, and the young Osamu Dazai.

The shooting location was the bar that the system had recommended for the holy land parade. It was called Lupine.

He didn't know whether the holy place was holy or not. He didn't drink anyway, and he was traumatized a second time by the unsightly military police.

"A group photo from four years ago." Otonashi Xianle glanced at it. There was an indentation on Ango Sakaguchi's neck that had been cut by scissors. It could be seen that the person who cut the photo at the beginning hesitated for a while, but still didn't understand the photo. Start: "Ango Sakaguchi hasn't changed much, but Osamu Dazai seems to have changed."

A mafia cadre who is gloomy even when he smiles has turned into a bright and indifferent detective agency member.

Oda Sakunosuke leaned over and said, "It's our group photo."

The first and only photo.

It has the appearance of a port mafia cadre and an investigator of the Supernatural Secret Service Division. This photo should be able to sell a lot of money on the black market.

But the ordinary low-level person who has been dead for four years may be cut out, and people will wonder why he took pictures with the two big shots.

No, he is sitting in the middle, so it should be inconvenient to crop.

"The guy who has been looking for me." Suzumiya pressed his fingertips on Ango Sakaguchi's face, feeling the smooth photo, with the only uneven cut marks: "If it weren't for his supernatural power, those military police would not even have my appearance." won't know."

"Degenerate theory?" Oda Sakunosuke nodded in agreement: "Ango's ability is very troublesome in terms of intelligence."

"Do you need to restore the tomb for you?"

"There's still something inside." Oda Sakunosuke glanced at the hole: "My gun."

He felt a little pity: "It's rusted."

The shoulder-mounted gun/holster, as well as the [-]cm automatic pistol he has used for a long time, are old antiques.

"Become the master's subordinate, and buy whatever you like." Suzumiya was disdainful, and manipulated the rose vine to roll out the gun and put it in the pocket of the urn: "Don't look like you're picking and searching, it's shameful."

"What are you doing!" A gloomy male voice came from the stairs of the cemetery.

Suzumiya turned his head and looked, it was Osamu Dazai.

He was leaning on the dark railing, the bright windbreaker on his body was blown by the wind, half of his face was covered by his curly hair, he was clearly in the sun, but his breath was as gloomy as a ghost.

This look is more like the black-clothed mafia cadre in the photo, with belts covering his eyes.

"I suggest you run quickly." Oda Sakunosuke said sincerely: "Dazai's marksmanship is good, and he is a person with nullifying abilities."

Oda Sakunosuke was very happy to see his friend suddenly.

Dazai has grown taller, and no longer wanders in the dark. He has no sense of disobedience in the sun. It seems that he should have saved many people, helped the weak and orphans, and become a good person.

It's nice to have a reunion.

But it shouldn't be this time.

His own tomb was dug up by others, and after witnessing all this, the unaware Dazai must have gone mad.

"That woman Selina likes him very much." Suzumiya smiled, his eyes almost dripping blood: "If you give his body to Selina, that woman should stop for a while and stay away from her master."

Oda Sakunosuke frowned, and stretched out his hand to pull Suzumiya, but it was in vain.

He can't touch it.

"Don't kill him." Oda Sakunosuke said, his blue eyes as calm as a cold pool finally had a slight fluctuation: "Your master...lead him, you don't want Dazai to die."

He remembered that he seemed, in the darkness, to faintly hear the voice of the blue-haired leader talking to someone.

[Don't touch him] The voice was very ethereal, it seemed very light, but every word fell into my mind: [In this world, there is only one person who is disqualified]

After waking up, the things that he had forgotten were miraculously recalled. Oda Sakunosuke didn't have time to think about who the voice was, and stopped Suzumiya first.

That's weird, like he shouldn't remember this conversation...

[Successfully entered the conversation into his mind]

【I really didn't expect to meet Osamu Dazai, shouldn't he be waiting to die in a quiet corner at this time】

"Who knows." Yinwu Xianle sighed, "Maybe he wants to die beside his friend's grave."

In fact, he can understand Osamu Dazai a little bit.

The kind of fatigue that is extremely weak and wants to sleep forever without thinking anymore.

Although he himself does not matter whether he is alive or dead, good or evil.

On the face, the red-eyed murderer frowned displeasedly, and cut his palm with the knife in his palm, dripping blood fell on the ground, and the vines grew wildly, covering the bullets fired by Osamu Dazai, blocking his pace.

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand, and as soon as the wildly growing rose vine rose, it turned into withered under the influence of disqualification in the world. When he broke through the shield, the Suzumiya industry under the tree had long since disappeared.

As if venting, Osamu Dazai fired several shots at the gorgeous rose hanging between the dead vines and green vines until the bullets emptied and the gun/gun fell to the ground.

He lay down powerlessly beside the empty tomb, on a piece of dead tree vines, and the remaining emerald green and bright red roses.

The vine that had been disqualified and withered in the world hung down, and a pebble the size of a thumb, followed the shrinking track of the vine, and fell into Osamu Dazai's pocket.

Hearing the movement of the murderer, Ango Sakaguchi hurriedly chased him as his destination was the Montenegro Cemetery. What he saw was such a scene.

"Dazai..."