Tokyo, 4 p.m.

Xigong Crane Shadow is always swaggering through the market, but when he changes into ordinary clothes, drives the strange pigeons away from him, and puts on ordinary black-rimmed glasses and a woolen hat, he can't tell that it is the big white bird running around at all.

Perfectly blended in with the bustling crowd of students on the street in the afternoon.

He's here to pick people up.

"Kaidou!" Nishinomiya Crane Shadow trotted two steps, successfully dodged the students who rushed out, and accurately found the teenager who was pushing a bicycle and followed by a girl.

"Huh?" Black Feather Kuaito subconsciously snorted, his personality is lively and swaggering, although it is exaggerated, his popularity has always been very good, at this time he feels that the voice is familiar, he just thought that a classmate from the next class came to him, "What do you want me to do - Crane Shadow-kun?" His voice grew louder.

"Why are you here today?"

"Aren't you happy to come and see you?"

"I thought you were preparing for a magic tour in Yokohama."

"Indeed." Xigong Heying wore long sleeves with a loose neckline, looking tall and outstanding, "It's just that there are some things that need to come here, and I have to go through the enrollment procedures for Yueyu." Ah, Aoko, you've grown up a lot, too. ”

Living next door to the Black Feather Kuaito's house.、Childhood sweethearts who have played together since childhood,Nakamori Aoko,Now it's different from the cute little girl in the past.,Junior high school has developed for a while.,Now wearing a sailor suit is already like a qualified beautiful girl.。

In the past, when Xigong Yueyu was still living here, they often played together.

But Xigong Tsurukage has a sense of distance. For Kaito and Aoko, he is more like a "child of someone else's family", he has a successful career early, can communicate magic with Kuroba Kaito's father, and never gives up progress, and has been constantly learning new magic, participating in large and small competitions, and many innovative magic tricks have won awards. They hadn't seen the big brother next door playing, and even the younger brother Xigong Yueyu was more often silent at home, the little one, holding an extremely heavy book.

They walked together on the way home from school, by the quiet river, and the sunset was hanging.

"Yueyu recently returned to China?" Aoko remembered the past and asked, "Is he going to school here too?" ”

"Well, I'm living in Yokohama for the time being." I'm going to be in my first year of high school next semester, and I'm going to live a peaceful life, Xigong Yueyu specially chose a school where I can see young taming.

Kuroba Kaito: "Yokohama? Isn't it messy over there......"

Nishinomiya Tsurukage didn't answer the question. He had a long walk, and he had to slow down to get the two teenagers and girls to keep up: "With me, there will be no problem." Would you like to come to the show in Yokohama next week? Just when I invite you to travel for free. ”

Free to play.

But Yokohama was in danger after all, and both of them felt that they should go home and ask their parents.

Nishinomiya Tsurukage did not accompany them all the way to the house. He said he had to buy magic props, so he stopped at the fork in the road and watched them leave.

The setting sun still hung on the horizon, only redder, pulling the shadows of people out of a long stretch and swooping down on the sand-filled riverside path. Nishinomiya Tsurukage restrained his smile and kicked his toes on the ground impatiently. It was difficult for him to put on an ugly face when he was gloomy, so he just glanced coldly to the side. At some point, the pigeons that had come with him stopped on the telephone pole and swooped down—

Coo and pigeon dove your hair Dafa!

The two guys in black clothes and masks had probably never seen this kind of formation, and only waved their hands to block it. The pigeons' sharp beaks pick out weak spots to peck, eye sockets, throats, and claws that are used to firmly grasp the branches of the trees to grab people's hair, and then flutter their wings.

Hair and pigeon feathers fluttered, black, white and white.

"Ugh." Xigong Heying pressed the brim of his hat, his expression was indifferent, the two of them didn't see when he came to them, "I want to do it to children, it's really scum." ”

His fingers were not too slender, his bones were well-proportioned and flexible, fair but not weak, and he could even burst with unimaginable strength.

"Boom!" "Ahh "Boom!" "Ahh

"I don't like violence at all." He muttered to himself, "Maybe you bosses will know that I'm just a poor information monger." How can a magician's hand be used to hit someone? ”

It is true that he didn't beat anyone, but he just harmoniously let the front of his head and the cement floor by the river get in close contact a few times, and he should pay tribute to this beautiful river in advance.

"Who sent you?"

"Well, it doesn't matter if you don't say it." Nishinomiya Tsurukage yawned, "I don't have time to play with you, it just so happens that I have a friend in Tokyo, and he likes you guys who don't like to talk the most." ”

Of course, the torture has to be left to professional people.

Soon after, a black private car was parked on the side of the road.

The door opened, and a young man in a gray suit, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a pen in his suit pocket, and his hair was combed into three or seven parts, and obediently pressed to his forehead. The man trotted to the co-pilot's position in two or three steps, bent down to open the door: "You please." ”

So the co-pilot's man lazily went out of the door.

His short blond hair shines in the sun, and his eyes are a rare Persian green.

The three of them were speechless, and Xigong Crane Shadow and his gaze met, and staggered again, avoiding the repetition of the vision. The vests didn't need to talk to each other to understand everything, and he bowed slightly, leaving the place to another person to deal with.

When it comes to dealing with troublesome things alone, it has to be this vest.

"Do you want to know what it's like to have a one-millimetre-a-mile steel needle piercing through the belly button, penetrating a centimeter every ten minutes, and stirring it every ten minutes?" His eyes were reminiscent of inorganic objects like glass, and his voice was nasal, lazy, "Exactly, I don't know." ”

"With this as a theme, I will definitely be able to write an interesting article."

"Kazuya, tie these two up and stuff them in the trunk."

……

Xigong Yueyu eats very slowly, chewing and swallowing slowly, and there is always a momentum of indulging in a daze while eating.

He lifted the spoon and held it in the air, stopping for a second before mechanically stuffing it into his mouth, chewing it several times, swallowing it, repeating it. So much so that Sakunosuke Oda wanted to get the second curry, and Osamu Dazai and Nakahara Naka were almost finished snatching up the takeout of the crab hot pot, and he was still facing the half-eaten curry rice.

Snails aren't that slow.

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him.

"What's wrong?"

"I thought you were out of your body."

Xigong Yueyu smiled: "How come." I just ate a little slower. ”

He looked at the curry on his plate, today's curry was indeed a little spicy, stewed potato pieces, beef cubes, onions, and red peppers mixed together to form a paste, and the soup was ordered for takeout, Western-style tomato soup, red, white and white.

For some reason, I think of the perspective of a vest in Tokyo.

Uh, decreased appetite.

How can any waste be locked up and tortured for a day and then completely collapse?

He slowly settled the remaining half of the curry rice, instinctively wanting to wash his hands.

The vest's hands were dirty, and his eyes were dirty.

[My eyes are dirty too!] The system is incompetent and furious, and his eyes become angry triangular eyes, [Yueyue, let's not do such a dangerous job next time, okay? 】

'Seconded. Xigong Yueyu nodded, "The next time I do those things, I will definitely ask you to help me open a filter, the blood can't be red." ’

'Green is good, healthy. ’

……

"The stage was set up much faster than expected, and it will all be completed tomorrow morning. The time set aside for commissioning equipment and dress rehearsals is more than enough. "Seeing that the work can be completed ahead of schedule, Nishinomiya Yueyu can finally take a break, hug the greedy stupid cat, and rest," the elder brother said that a friend is also coming to Yokohama in the next two days. ”

"Oh?" When it comes to Nishinomiya Tsurukage, Osamu Dazai somehow got his strength and asked curiously, "What kind of person is it?" ”

Nishinomiya Yueyu recalled the vest he had worked hard in Tokyo for several years, and couldn't hold back a strange smile on the corner of his lips: "He is a very gentle and friendly person, very good to me, and very serious about every job." ”

Although I have worked in a dozen or so small black organizations-

Although each one of them closed down for "unknown reasons" -

"I'm now the literary editor-in-chief of Tokyo Kasumiga Publishing House, and I study non-fiction every day!"