Chapter 8 The Unexpected Arrival of Darkness
Conan is still trying to figure out the truth, but it has nothing to do with Yayoi Anton. 20 days have passed, and Yayoi Anton has been staying in the school dormitory and not even going to the restaurant because he has not met any of the dead. He is hungry again.
The night has always been the best cover for evil, so he decided to take a walk around the neighborhood tonight. Not to mention eating a meal made by humans, but eating a meal made by humans might also be an interesting thing.
There are mostly students from the University of Tokyo and some residents nearby. At this time, many young people and office workers come out to look for food. Ando Yayoi walked through the endless stream of people and finally chose to push open the glass door of an old ramen shop. The sign at the door of the shop showed signs of time and was slightly peeling and yellowing.
According to what people say online, the food in old restaurants is tastier and more authentic, so Yayoi Ando plans to choose this ramen restaurant that looks old and run-down.
As soon as the door opened, I saw a small shop crowded with about ten people, with steam rising and aroma filling the air. The counter was a wooden table with peeling paint, and the walls were covered with old-fashioned paintings and calendars. In the corner of the wall hung a small 15-inch TV, which was playing news about the congressman's election.
A few guests were looking up at the TV, while more were eating and playing with their phones. At this moment, someone stood up to pay the bill, leaving a seat for Yayoi Anton.
"Welcome, young man, is there one? There's a seat available. Come, take a seat." The owner and chef said a lot of things in a row, picked up the bowl of noodles from the previous person, wiped the table neatly with a weathered rag, and placed a hot wet towel and delicious side dishes on the table.
Anton Yayoi, who was still standing at the door, was stunned when he saw this. He had to put on his hood and lower his head to walk through the crowd, and despite the enthusiasm, he walked to an empty seat and sat down.
The ramen shop is small, with a dozen high stools arranged in a "U" shape around the chef, and the space between the seats and the wall is just enough for a normal-sized adult to pass through. However, the seats are barely spacious, at least you won't bump into the person next to you when you raise your hand, but they are not far away either.
The owner pointed to the signboard behind him, which was no longer legible. There were dozens of dishes densely written on the blackboard: "Hey, this is your first time here, what would you like to eat?" Seeing that Anton Yayoi was silent, he pointed to the dish at the top and said: "Our signature dish - bamboo shoot and wild boar ramen is very popular. It tastes delicious and the ingredients are of high quality. It is very suitable for customers who like light flavors. But if customers want it spicy, we also provide it."
Anton Yayoi looked away, not focusing on the shopkeeper at all, and nodded perfunctorily, indicating that this would be fine. The shopkeeper continued, "Do you choose the right size for the noodles? Do you want to add eggs?"
Anton Yayoi continued to nod.
The shop owner shouted, "Okay! Wild bamboo shoot and boar ramen with egg. Please wait a moment!"
Anton Yayoi still didn't say anything, but looked around at everyone quietly and slowly. After all, in his view, everyone present was about to die.
Apart from wars and natural disasters, Anton Yayoi rarely had such a full meal, not to mention that he had been hungry for at least thousands of years. Such a happy thing made him not care about what kind of noodles to eat, he was waiting for the feast.
"Hey, bro." The store manager, who didn't know anything, enthusiastically brought the bowl of ramen. The golden soup base, the soft and tender wild boar meat, and the refreshing and crispy bamboo shoots.
After coming back to his senses, Anton Yayoi thought about it and took a bite. He unexpectedly found it very delicious, which he could understand. So he ate a few bites quickly and tasted everything.
The wild boar meat was fat but not greasy, full of braised flavor, the bamboo shoots were fresh and delicious, the noodles were tasty and chewy, and the flavor of the broth was mixed with the fragrance and sweetness of wheat. It was indeed a rare delicacy. Anton Yayoi sighed, it was a pity that he could not eat anymore, he turned his head to look at the people's shaky souls, stood up and walked across the crowd.
"Hey, customer, you haven't paid yet!" Seeing that he was young and didn't look like someone who would run away from paying, the store manager added, "Is it not tasty? I'll make you another bowl."
Upon hearing this, Yayoi Andong stopped, turned around and faced the people who came over because of the manager's call, and performed an ancient aristocratic gentleman's salute, "May the quiet night be with you all." This was a blessing from his time, which came from the blessing of the Mother Goddess of Night.
The audience was strangely silent for two seconds after hearing this, and then they all burst into laughter. They laughed so hard that they fell forward and backward, and the chairs were dragged with clanging sounds. "Boy, do you have a chuunibyou? Hahahahahaha"
“That’s really interesting hahahahahahahahahaha”
“I know, I know. Everyone has these times.”
Office workers who had just finished their day's work were talking happily. They were strangers, but now they were chatting about their childhood memories as if they had met a confidant. No one took this remark seriously. In their eyes, it was just a case of a middle school student with a second-year syndrome. Even the store manager looked away, smiled and shook his head, and no longer planned to take the money.
Anton Yayoi took out the money and put it on the table at the entrance, then smiled faintly and looked at the person in front of him with an expression that was not sure whether it was pity or sympathy. In the previous world, there was an underworld so people could reincarnate and be reborn, but in this world, there is no underworld, so the souls devoured by him will disappear forever.
There are no gods in this world. The only god from another world is a god of death who can only take away other people's lives. He can't create miracles, nor can he create life. He feels sorry for these humans who have already been carved into a trajectory, but he has no authority to change them, nor any reason to change them.
Anton Yayoi could only bless their death, wishing them to return to eternal peace from the darkness. He opened the door, put on a hood and mask, and began to chant: "5"
"4"
"3"
Hearing Anton Yayoi's slow countdown, the people in the store didn't take it seriously. They were arm in arm, dancing and talking about anime. A scarred man was laughing disdainfully with them, holding his phone and talking to the other side. Suddenly he reacted, his face suddenly changed, and he didn't want his wallet and coat at all. He stood up and ran out.
He knocked several people onto the table, knocking over their water cups. One person grabbed him angrily and shouted, "Are you sick? What are you doing? My clothes are all wet!"
“2”
"Get out!" The scarred man pushed the person who was holding him back onto another customer with great force.
"1"
"Bang!" A black figure was knocked into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground. His feet were twisted unnaturally, and there was a big hole in his head. He was no longer breathing.
Huge explosions sounded one after another, rumbling through the sky, flames shot up into the sky and illuminated the night, and the heat brought by the fire dragon instantly engulfed the ramen shop. The explosions caused nearby shop owners to go out to check, and people panicked and went to rescue with fire extinguishers and basins.
Fortunately, the store was not adjacent to other stores and was surrounded by grocery stores or agricultural product stores that had already closed. Although the fire affected neighbors, it did not cause any casualties in other stores.
Anton Yayoi stood in the shadows where the light could not reach, stretched out his hand, rolled all the souls that died in the explosion into a ball and swallowed it.
"I'm so full." Anton Yayoi narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.
He reached out and touched his stomach. In the past, He would not feel full with just these few souls. Especially during the war, there were so many souls that he could not even harvest them in time. But again, there was no underworld in this world. He was originally just a transit station, but now he was a processor. With less than 20 souls, He had already reached His limit.
"What is this?" Thanatos suddenly found that he could not completely digest these souls. A dozen souls formed into a small round particle, which emitted a warm and soft light. This light should have been harmful or irritating to Thanatos, who had the dark attribute, but surprisingly, Thanatos did not feel any discomfort.
What is this? Thanatos searched through his memories but couldn't figure out what it was. But he was already very full, so it didn't matter if he didn't digest this little thing. And he could feel that this thing would not hurt him, and could even bring him great benefits. He vaguely felt that this ball of light represented a fragment of some kind of authority, an authority higher than his current level, and he had no reason not to keep it.
Thanatos pulled the round particle out of his soul, squeezed it hard, and when he felt that it would not hurt it, he kneaded it into a delicate wing pendant. The feathers on it were clearly visible, and if you looked closely, it seemed to reveal a sacred glow. Thanatos put the necklace with the letters ay on it into the wing pendant and put on the necklace.
Thanatos looked at the pendant with the letters ay on his hand hesitantly, and finally stuffed it into his soul as a thank you for providing a container.
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