Chapter 71 I am a disaster.

Chapter 71 I am a disaster.

Unlike the duo in the real world, the Wanwu trio is much calmer.

The so-called Man'ya is more like the city center among the Shinsengumi, where the shopping mall area sells some daily necessities. At the northernmost end of Man'ya is the office building of the Government of Time, which is used to handle Shinsengumi business.

The government of the time does not encourage Shinsengumi to contact each other, and the Honmaru does not even allow other Shinsengumi to visit. Apart from the training grounds that match swordsmen from different Honmaru for daily sparring, the only place where Shinsengumi can meet and communicate with each other is Man'ya.

The coordinates of Man'ya are registered on the compass. Normally, you don't need to form a team to go to Man'ya, but normal entry and exit of Man'ya in the Honmaru requires the consent of the Shinsengumi to prevent the Fusogami from having disputes with the Shinsengumi over economic matters.

A row of three blades fell on the portal of Wanwu. Weiwei drew out his knife to be on guard, but the scene in Wanwu was unexpectedly calm.

With the spiritual power supply from the Shinsengumi, the spiritual power deficit of the Shinsengumi is not very large. Although the Shinsengumi gets sleepy easily, it is not so scarce as to cause the "Night Parade of One Hundred Demons".

It's just that I tend to be distracted at night.

Even if the 'Night Parade of One Hundred Demons' occurs, this group of professionally trained Shinsengumi are ready to take refuge. Having been able to work for the Government of Time for so long, the Shinsengumi all have some affection for swords and the mission of preserving history. They have not given up their swords. Even if their companions turn into evil spirits at night, they will wait in the castle tower for them to wake up.

Those who have survived to this day are all elites with excellent character and talent.

"Tsurumaru-dono, nothing seems unusual."

Despite saying so, Yagen Toushirou did not retract the dagger. He held the dagger close to his forearm and his calf muscles were tense, ready to attack at any time.

"Because we haven't shattered yet, everything seems normal outside." Tsurumaru generously lifted the alert mode and turned to look at Yakiri Hasebe.

"Hasebe, I remember you wanted to buy some kitchen materials and seeds?"

"Yes." Yakiri Hasebe had already made a list.

"Well, then Hasebe, go and handle these things first, and we'll go to the back street to take a look."

The other two blades had no objection to this allocation.

The government of time does not allow Shinsengumi to trade privately. At first, they were worried about the sale of swords. Later, after an update, a setting was added that unawakened swords cannot enter Man'ya, and this rule became less important. After all, rules are rules, but deals are still deals.

There are always those who work harder... I am very scared when I hear the word "hard work". A very hard-working Shinsengumi will work hard to improve his training level and complete the task. In the long run, there will be more or less lack of resources.

There are also some things that Wanwu doesn't sell, such as handmade dolls for short knives and spices with special flavors. The Shinsengumi would privately open a separate stall in the back street to sell these little things. The government of the time knew about it, but it only sent people to conduct private inspections to see if there were any contraband, and most of the time it turned a blind eye.

In fact, it wouldn't matter if Tsurumaru used one blade, but unfortunately, Tsurumaru's blade has a delicate reputation among the Shinsengumi.

It is rare for Shinsengumi to trade electronic devices with each other. This kind of transaction is extremely rare, and the only recipient is Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

Yes, he is the only one who will buy it.

So there was a reason why only Tsurumaru Kuninaga could come up with this idea at the time. It came from his dark history of bad deeds, and also because other people really didn't have this experience.

Most of the Shinsengumi come from modern times, have families and relatives, and carry electronic devices with them when traveling. Some Shinsengumi are used to working on electronic devices, so a generator was installed in the Honmaru at a low cost. At the beginning, there was a Tsurumaru who served as a night attendant. The young and frivolous Shinsengumi felt that it was too much for him to sit there all night, so he turned on Minesweeper on the computer to help him pass the time.

Thus, the first Tsurumaru who went astray was born.

As a very studious Blade, he quickly absorbed game knowledge and created the classic game of Horse Manure Minesweeper in Honmaru... When he discovered this in The Shinsengumi II, the sky fell down on him, and he complained to his friends in grief and anger in Mangoku. Word spreads from one person to another, and there are always Shinsengumi who don't believe in it, and there are always Tsurumaru Kuninaga who accidentally learn about new ways of playing. Afterwards, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's blade greatly promoted the modern equipment sales market in the back streets. They not only played it themselves, but also brought other Honmaru blades together. The number is not so common, but it is still bad enough if only one appears in a thousand Honmaru.

The harm done by the middle school boy Tsurumaru Kuninaga was so great that the Shinsengumi even formed a private alliance to ban Tsurumaru's internet addiction. If Tsurumaru went alone, he would definitely be rejected, as no Shinsengumi would want to sell this to Tsurumaru. But if Tsurumaru took the reliable Yagen Toushirou with him and said that the Shinsengumi wanted it, it would be much easier to buy it because Yagen was a serious person.

Yagen Toushirou is a serious swordsman most of the time, and rarely goes along with Tsurumaru. In his mind, there was no signal in Honmaru, so mobile phones were useless, and his understanding of electronic devices was not as good as Tsurumaru's. He followed behind Tsurumaru, watching him turn left and right until he came to the stall of a man with white hair and a white beard, pretending to be a normal person but at first glance he looked so crazy that it must be Tsurumaru Kuninaga. He coughed lightly twice.

The old man Tsurumaru who was pretending to be an old man's eyes lit up. Just as he was about to speak, a masked female Shinsengumi sitting next to him gave him a dark look.

The old man Hewan stopped talking.

It was obvious that he had made a mistake in Honmaru, so he came to check out the stall and the blade. They think that since it's right under their noses, they won't disturb Honmaru, right? This is what the Shinsengumi think.

"Miss, we, the Shinsengumi, want to buy that."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga made a gesture.

The female Shinsengumi looked up at Tsurumaru Kuninaga, then looked at Yagen Toushirou behind Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

"Is Xiaoyao Research voluntary?"

Seeing this scene for the first time, Yagen Toushirou nodded.

"I was entrusted by the general."

"This number." The Shinsengumi raised his hand and made the number five.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled:

"I want two!"

The female Shinsengumi looked at Yakuin again:

"You, the Shinsengumi, want two?"

Yaoken Toushirou nodded hesitantly:

"Maybe one isn't enough."

"Hey, I knew it. Tsurumaru, you can't do this too much, it's harmful to your body. Look, other people's Tsurumaru can't quit after getting addicted! You can't escape it in this life! Don't ever take this step."

The Shinsengumi sighed, looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and said earnestly:

"Rendu said that if you try it once, your life will be ruined. But there are always people who want to try it. Look at what happened to other people who got involved in this. Look, they are so old!"

As she spoke, she pointed at the old man named Tsurumaru who had a white beard and rolling eyes.

A question mark slowly appeared above Yagen Toushirou's head.

They are buying mobile phones, right?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga laughed.

"I have strong self-control, I can definitely quit!"

“I don’t believe it.” said the judge.

"Then will you sell it?" Tsurumaru was not panicked at all.

"Sell it. Wait a moment. Tsurumaru will go back and get two. I'll give you an extra half hour in the evening."

The old man Hewan who was squatting there suddenly jumped up and went to run errands quickly.

Yagen Toushirou watched the familiar figure riding away. This was the first time he saw Tsurumaru Kuninaga working so hard.

What she said is true, I really can’t quit! ! ! It only takes half an hour to get Tsurumaru Kuninaga working! Oh my god! So scary!

"Hahaha, it seems you are not very sincere!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga laughed out loud as if he found it very interesting.

"I can't be the only one suffering." The Shinsengumi said quietly. "The one who just ran away was playing Super Mario in Honmaru. He grew mushrooms by himself, and after eating a colorful mushroom, he dismantled half of Honmaru. After dismantling it, he started to lose blood, and within an hour, his injuries turned into minor ones. I gave him a hand injection for two days before he recovered. I can't be the only one to suffer this."

For Tsurumaru Kuninaga, a Shinsengumi who tears up other people's umbrellas when he gets caught in the rain is really... awesome!

Tsurumaru Kuninaga became even happier and laughed so hard.

"He wasn't very energetic a while ago, but for some reason he suddenly became energetic and then did a great job."

The female judge leaned back in her chair:

"It's good to be energetic. Everyone has been listless recently, not talking much, and looking very tired. We have already provided as much spiritual energy as possible... It's good to be so energetic."

The smile faded, Tsurumaru Kuninaga lowered his head and looked at Yaken who was standing aside.

Yaoyan took out the Koshukin from his pocket, counted the amount and placed it on the table.

"It will be fine, and you should take care of yourself."

The female Shinsengumi looked at him for a while, her smile gradually became distorted, and a sound that was not like a chicken's cry came out of her throat.

"Ahhhhh, what a good baby!!! Woohoo, whose baby are you? Why are you so good? Such an adorable little Yaoyan!!"

As she said this, she seemed to suddenly think of something and looked at Tsurumaru:

"Your Tsurumaru is also very good, so well behaved, he doesn't even scare people, what a powerful Shinsengumi! When Tsurumaru calms down, he is really a handsome man!"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was pretending to be a cool guy, raised his eyebrows and showed a greasy expression.

The smile on the Shinsengumi's face disappeared instantly, and his tone became as calm as death.

"Ah, it's Tsurumaru Kuninaga after all."

"Hahahahaha, you are so funny!!!" Tsurumaru burst into laughter again.

There are many people coming and going in the back street, but it can be clearly felt that most of those coming out today are those who have been awakened in the main wall. It seems that after the main body was shattered, although these Tsukumogami had the support of spiritual power and pseudo-bodies, they were inevitably affected.

While Tsurumaru Kuninaga was teasing the female Shinsengumi, Yaken turned slightly to look at the Shinsengumi and Tsukumogami coming and going in the back street.

There is a Yakugen Toushirou who is followed by a Ichigo Ichigo. Ichigo Ikkifumi, the katana master of the Kuritaguchi family, is a real brother-con and takes good care of his younger brothers. As an older brother, he has many younger tanka wakizashi brothers under his command. The most reliable Pharmacopoeia often chats with Ichiki Ichijin, and their distance is closer than simply being taken care of.

Youzhen Yaoyan was walking in front of Yiqi Yizhen. He turned around and looked at the young man with blond hair and as handsome as a prince with some worry. The eldest brother Ichigo Ichibuki had a faint polite smile on his face, and his true character could be seen, but they knew each other too well, and Yagen Toushirou could tell at a glance that Ichigo Ichibuki was not in good shape.

"Are you in a bad mood?" said Na Yizhen Yaoyan.

"...Maybe you didn't sleep well. It's okay." Yiqi cheered himself up and comforted his brother.

The two blades passed by him, and Yi Zhen Yi Qi saw him, curved his eyebrows and revealed a gentle smile. Yagen Toushirou was stunned for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth and nodded slightly.

If I look again, I can only see the back.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was still chatting with the Shinsengumi, bringing some meaningless scares from time to time, completely dispelling the peace. The sword carries the fate of death, bringing death to people and to their owners. Short Knife is not good at hiding his emotions, so his sadness appears on the surface, while Old Knife is too good at digesting things, so he looks calm and elegant. Yet silence, in some ways, represents sadness. Only Tsurumaru Kuninaga is always active, and is the one who breaks the sadness and silence.

His melancholy was like a white crane lightly touching the water surface. The next second, the white crane soared into the sky. After a brief agitation, the ripples on the water surface quickly disappeared without a trace, and no one even cared.

Tsurumaru looked at him and waved at him.

The one who was able to remain calm and persevere after witnessing the tragedy of the swords shattering one after another was probably Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who tried his best to keep all the blades busy and relaxed.

"Tsurumaru-dono?"

"I asked her how many game consoles she bought so we could play games together when we got home."

“……Ah?” You didn’t play originally? I think your house would be filled with game consoles at your level...

Yaoyan swallowed these words seriously.

"I haven't played before... In the early days, it was just on my phone, but I know how to pass the game..." Tsurumaru showed a headache: "Let's go back and play games together. When the Shinsengumi opens the sliding door in the morning, Ulla! He will be shocked to see us playing games!"

"Being a Shinsengumi is very hard..." Yagen Toushirou struggled to whisper.

"Actually, he just wants to play. Don't indulge him in drug research." The female Shinsengumi who was listening in complained quietly. "Ah, our Tsurumaru is back too."

The old man Tsurumaru still had his white beard. They already knew that this was not a punishment from the Shinsengumi, but was entirely his own spontaneous behavior.

The two paper boxes were handed over between Tsurumaru and Tsurumaru, and Yagen Toushirou saw the old man Tsurumaru secretly wink at Honmaru Tsurumaru.

"He didn't go back and get into trouble, did he?" the female Shinsengumi said with some concern.

"Hahaha, is that true?!" Tsurumaru showed a mysterious smile.

"You'll be dead if you destroy the house again!!!"

Although he said that, the Shinsengumi suddenly became happy. Although they are all Tsurumaru Kuninaga, her attitude towards Honmaru, Tsurumaru Kuninaga and other people's Tsurumaru Kuninaga changes subtly and implicitly.

"Let's go, Hasebe must have bought a lot of things... Speaking of which, how did the kitchen get burned like that? It's really a perfect art of scaring people."

Holding two boxes, Tsurumaru Kuninaga walked lightly, and Yagen Toushirou followed behind him. The quarrel between the Shinsengumi and her Tsurumaru Kuninaga gradually faded away.

"Tsurumaru-dono, at least make more blade hands before reproducing them..." Yakuen tried to make a suggestion.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at him in surprise:

"Your thoughts are dangerous!"

Who is to blame?

Tsurumaru was really scary in the later period of Honmaru. The entire Honmaru was rebuilt. At the beginning, Yaken could still resist stubbornly, but later he was forcibly defeated! ! !

The calm and reliable Yagen Toushirou remained silent rationally, walked around a small path, and came across the main street of Manwu. The owner of the official shop on the main street is Kitsunesuke, who is wearing a black and white bow tie with a slightly different pattern. A group of little foxes are busy running up and down in the shop. Yagen Toushirou saw Yakiri Hasebe standing in the customer area and reading from the list.

Well, it looks like I’m almost done.

Wait, how can this list get longer?

I watched as Yakiri Hasebe finished reading a page, nodded, cleared his throat, and folded the upper half. The short sword's detection was excellent, so Yakuin could see from a distance that the remaining part was rolled into a roll.

What a long list you brought! Half a meter? One meter?

It looked like they had been shopping for a while. The clerk Kitsunesuke in the store was sweating profusely, and the owner Kitsunesuke opposite had circles in his eyes!

Man'ya's large quantities of items can be directly transported to Honmaru, so there is no need to worry about transportation. Seeing that the battle with Hasebe had come to an end and he was about to switch shops to fight again, he turned around and saw the two of them, and his eyes lit up.

"Yaken, I don't have enough Koshu gold!"

Didn’t everyone bring 200,000 yuan? A mobile phone only costs 5,000 yuan, what on earth did you buy?

However, Tsurumaru beside him flew over with a whoosh, and leaned over to look at the long list. Yao Yan didn't know if he heard it clearly, but he seemed to hear a faint sound of Wuhu~

Watching Tsurumaru take out the used list, stretch it out, and turn it into a scarf around his neck, Yasuke Hasebe tried to persuade him helplessly, the two of them chattered, and other Shinsengumi or Blade passing by saw that the two of them had a bit strange but not very strange expression. Yakumo turned his head away in embarrassment, pretending that he was not the same kind of person as them.

I just remained silent, feeling a little embarrassed, but I started laughing unconsciously.

never mind.

Kind of bad, but not bad.

**

Military Police-Special Operations Forces-Hound Planning Team

Office Manager: Fudi Yingchi

Time: 17:00pm

The black-haired man in uniform walked up to the black door and knocked.

"Commander Fukuchi, this is my subordinate Suzumoto, good day, I have a document for you to review!"

“…”

"Captain Fudi?"

After a while, a voice was heard from inside the door.

"Hold on."

About a minute later, the automatic door lock was opened, and the man breathed a sigh of relief and pushed open the door.

Fudi Yingchi likes to drink. Although he is not allowed, he still drinks secretly. The smell of alcohol lingers in the office all year round. He just thought that Fudi Yingchi might have drunk some alcohol and fell asleep, and didn't think much about it.

As he walked up to this admirable figure, an earnest smile appeared on his face.

"Here are the new recruits worthy of being recruited into the Hound this quarter. The new recruits this quarter are... In addition, you are required to attend the quarterly budget meeting, so please don't forget."

The white-haired old man with a white beard leaned lazily in the chair, took the first list and looked at it carefully, then nodded after a while.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long." He smiled.

Although he said sorry, there was no such expression on his face. But even so, it was enough to flatter Suzumoto.

"No, no! As you should!"

"Sign here?"

Fukuchi Yingchi pointed at the paper and pulled out a pen from the side.

"Yes, it's here." Suzumoto said, his eyes fell on the pen. The pen was completely black and of good quality, but it seemed to have been used for a long time and even had some rust on the edge. He smiled and made a joke:

"You really like this fountain pen. You used up an old one and bought a new one."

The hand holding the pen froze, and Fukuchi Sakurachi's expression didn't change as he signed his name smoothly.

"Do you remember what pen I bought?"

"I was just careless! I paid a little more attention because I admire you, sir!"

Suzumoto was stunned, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Fudi Yingchi didn't say anything. He waited until his shirt was almost soaked with cold sweat before he burst into laughter.

"What are you afraid of? If you like it, I'll give you one! Being attentive is good! Being attentive is an advantage!"

"Yes..." Ling Ben bowed again: "Then I will leave first!"

The white-haired middle-aged man leaned back in his chair and waved his hand, his seemingly peaceful eyes half-closed, as if he was drunk and was about to fall asleep.

Seeing this, Suzumoto stopped bothering him and walked out and closed the door, wondering why he was suddenly so nervous.

The office is large and well-lit. Ling Ben didn't notice that the windows of the office were covered with gauze at this time. When the door was closed, the whole room fell into silence.

Fudi Yingchi opened his eyes, his gaze fell on the pen on the table, he slowly picked it up and held it in his palm.

Under his gaze, the pen decayed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. When it decayed to a certain extent, the whole pen suddenly looked brand new, obviously as if it had just left the factory.

He raised his head and saw that time in the entire room was jumping rapidly and irregularly. Sometimes it was shabby, sometimes it was brand new. The walls were suddenly damaged, and the next second they were covered with wet paint. The light above my head shook and suddenly exploded, but it was brand new again the next second.

Fudi Yingchi spread out the hand that was holding the pen. He was a swordsman, and his palms were rough and strong. Apart from the calluses, years of rest made his hands clean and decent. Under his gaze, the hand did not tremble at all, but at a certain moment the skin began to turn bluish-white from the fingertips upwards, and even had some corpse spots on it.

The clock in the room began to spin rapidly, the hands moving so fast that their shadows could no longer be seen. The military uniform on his body became worn out, and showed a brittle quality that only occurs after weathering.

He lowered his eyes and looked at it. The next moment, he clenched his palms.

In an instant, the abnormality in the room disappeared completely, and the abnormality on the palm faded away rapidly. The clock ticks and the world returns to peace.

The last time he submitted a disaster investigation report was a month ago, and he hid something crucial.

Contagious.

Time disasters are contagious with the nature of time chaos.

People who enter high-risk areas will become seeds of time chaos, which will gradually spread to the whole world with the seeds as the center.

It won’t take ten years, far from ten years.

"Dazai Osamu..."

He rubbed his teeth together and uttered a name, then Fukuchi Sakurachi leaned back in his chair, turned half a circle and looked at the scene outside the office building.

The Yokohama police force is weak. The mafia can build five ostentatious buildings, but the Yokohama military's office is only located in a small building with less than five floors. From the angle of his office, he could just see the tips of the leaves on the tree.

He still remembered that during the chaotic time in Aomori, he met a young man.

Khaki trench coat, bandaged. Sitting on a tree in a city crowded with all kinds of times and places, looking down at him.

"I know what you want."

He curved his eyebrows and smiled, looking very obedient, just like the poisonous snake persuading Eve to eat the apple.

"Hahaha, I'm no longer at the age where I can trust others easily."

"I just know it."

Youth said:

"I am the master of disaster. I know everything."

"Are you a disaster?"

Fukuchi Sakurachi held Yu Gozen and began to look the young man in the face.

But to be honest, he didn't take it seriously. After all, in this chaotic city, the streets were filled with suicide corpses and crazy lunatics. But even if it was fake, it was enough to fill his heart with murderous intent.

"I am disaster, I am Dazai Osamu."

The young man said.

The next moment, Yu Yuzen drew his sword from its sheath, a white light flashed, and he split the young man vertically from bottom to top.

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