Chapter 73 What does it feel like to shift into neutral?
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I have no talent for writing.
When I tried to write, my dry brain couldn't squeeze out any fresh words.
The weather was nothing great, the scenery was shabby, and I couldn’t tell what was wrong with my mood.
"Maybe I had a good time..." This was the only beginning on the paper.
Now that I have written this sentence, let's start from here.
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“I may have had a good time.”
said the blind man.
Going north from Area 54 where the old writer is located is the border between the government and the rebel territories. This is Area 67, a sad place where the war has just ended three years ago but there is always friction.
The blind man was wearing tattered winter clothes, leaning on the blackened and rotten sofa. He looked towards the window, but was destined not to see the light.
No matter what I asked, he just said:
“I may have had a good time.”
The client was his wife, a blonde, plump woman with a sad face. She came to me and asked me to cleanse her husband's sins and obtain God's forgiveness.
Because she loves him.
"What is his crime?" I asked, with an amused look on my face.
She admired my compassion and whispered:
"He lost his eyes to look at God, and his indomitable spirit. Exhaustion and depression are the demons in his mind, and his sins have penetrated from his actions to his soul. This is his sin."
"What did he do? This is not enough to convict him," I continued to ask.
"He wanted to die and tried to go on a hunger strike," she cried.
"That's a really grave sin."
She watched me walk into their home.
The dust was like insects floating in the air, and just breathing was suffocating. The man seemed to have been informed of my purpose. He raised his head slightly, and his pale lips were bleeding due to excessive dryness.
He actually laughed.
“I may have had a good time.”
The pictures on the wall showed men in rebel uniforms. The rebel was not a theist, but he married a theist.
"Your wife loves you very much." I hinted at something, but the man showed no expression and just lowered his head in boredom.
"If you don't try to die, she will take care of you until you die."
I said in a hypocritical comforting tone.
He laughed again, but this time, his laugh was filled with a hint of love.
He said:
"I might..."
He raised the gun and pointed it at his head.
"I have..."
His empty eyes looked in my direction. He didn't know who I was. He just believed that true believers in God would stop his suicide.
He said:
"...It was a good time..."
Bang!
The barrel of the gun was slightly warm, but the hand holding the gun did not tremble at all.
The woman stumbled in from the door and saw the man's body.
She was so happy and I saw a beautiful smile on her face.
It was a smile of pure blessing and love.
Facing her husband's body, she bowed to the gods and thanked me:
"Thanks to you, he was finally forgiven by God and was finally able to atone for his sins."
The woman's lips kissed the blood on the corpse's forehead, and the blood dyed her pale lips red. In her eyes, there was burning love.
"I love him, and I can't let him commit suicide."
All you need is a white robe belonging to the cult, and you can see the different bloody lives of the fanatics.
I didn't really pay attention to what they were thinking, but probably for the sake of recording it, I asked her.
"He's saving food to keep you from starving, you know that, right?"
She was stunned for a moment, then opened her bloody lips sadly and sweetly:
"Of course, God's people have freedom and eternal love."
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What a noble love.
It's an unfunny joke.
The happy marriage that was recorded in the book of District 67 many years ago has now been shattered into a pile of debris under the statue.
I am the murderer, but not the mastermind.
Even if you wanted me to see it, I couldn't see anything new.
So-called happiness is a monster dancing in the shadows.
Those who head for happiness will not have a good ending.
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——Excerpt from "Meaningless Literature" Part 2
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"Eh? Are they just going back like this?"
Edogawa Ranpo, who seemed to be drained of energy, leaned against the window, while Yosano Akiko hugged her shoulders with a bad look in her eyes.
What a chaotic day.
In order to adapt to society, Yosano Akiko tried her best to take them through all the necessary things. Banking, shopping, clothing, stay away from gunfights. Yokohama is not peaceful, and the change of leadership in the port mafia is very unstable. If these two people are allowed to go out rashly, in the eyes of that hateful man, this will be a weapon delivered to the door.
However, these two people are destined not to keep a low profile.
She still remembers the embarrassing scene in the clothing store.
Although the two were wearing kimonos, this outfit was too abrupt in Yokohama, where the clothing was more European style. Although there were kimonos, they were not as weird as what they wore. Yosano Akiko simply took them to buy some clothes.
Then he saw two men confidently walking into a clothing store. One of them picked up a women's skirt, while the other dug out a tacky sweater from somewhere.
It's the kind of sweater with thick yarn that looks warm, but has zero fashion sense! It's the kind of sweater that grandma at home likes the most! !
So tacky! So tacky! ! !
It's fine that Kogunemaru doesn't like complicated clothes, but Mikazuki, you have such a beautiful face, but your fashion sense is -
Looking at the clothes that Mikazuki took out, Yosano Akiko felt indescribably helpless. She tried to ask Mikazuki what made her choose this style. Mikazuki laughed and said, "Isn't it very comfortable to wear like this?"
How to wear?
Wear it under a kimono!
Yosano's eyes went dark.
She was silent for a long time, and finally she personally selected two suitable suits for the two men who were over 1.8 meters tall. Kogunemaru changed into a more normal kimono, while Mikazuki wore a suit with a high-necked shirt, which was warm and comfortable.
It's like this! Is that okay?
There is a problem! !
Since both of them looked like wild men from the mountains, it was nothing strange that Yosano Akiko asked the clerk to help them put on their clothes. As a result, the clerk who changed Kogunemaru's clothes came out with a shocked look on her face, and whispered to her colleague that this customer was actually wearing a loincloth, and she heard it!
Loincloth...
The traditional underwear that our grandparents loved the most...haha...not very strange, right...
Yosano Akiko suppressed the embarrassment of wanting to turn around and leave, and waited for Mikazuki to come out after trying on the clothes. However, the first person to come out was the clerk who helped Mikazuki put on the clothes.
"Miss……"
The male clerk was obviously shocked, with a strange blush on his face, and he stammered:
"Miss, you can't try on clothes without wearing underwear..."
Click.
Yosano Akiko turned into a silent, faded stone statue, on the verge of shattering.
…Someone is not wearing any underwear!
There was a man walking beside her all the way without wearing any underwear!
Someone is going out and leaving the car in neutral! ! !
ah? You don’t even wear a loincloth! I was prepared for you to wear a loincloth, but you didn't wear one? !
You are so beautiful, why are you so perverted in private!
Kogumaru next to him scratched his head, still as cheerful as ever.
"Ah, Mikazuki, I don't wear a loincloth because my battle uniform is too complicated... Maybe I've gotten used to it so I forgot..."
You never wear underwear? Isn't it weird? Won't there be something that hinders your steps when you move around? I really don't understand you mountain people!
Yosano Akiko took a deep breath in silence, returned to her normal state, and asked someone to choose a pair of underwear... no, she chose a dozen pairs of underwear for the two blades.
So she was really speechless as to why an 18-year-old girl would be choosing underwear for two men in a clothing store.
However, even in such an embarrassing situation, the two Blades remained calm as lotus and still water. They did not feel uncomfortable at all. They were just purely curious, as if there was no one on earth who knew them and they were happy.
Then Yosano Akiko stood outside the fitting room and heard Mikazuki say to the male clerk:
"Hahaha, go ahead and touch it. You can touch it."
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Don't harass the male shop assistant, you old rogue who doesn't wear any underwear and has a poor taste! ! !
Filter? Beauty critical strike? Good impression? It doesn't exist, it's hard, the fist is hard.
The only thing that she liked about him was that although he was not a good-looking person, he could really give a slap in the face. Mikazuki's beauty is even more enhanced in a suit. His conquering appearance makes him the most handsome guy on the street just standing on the side of the road, which makes people feel good just by looking at him. She changed a few of his coats into ones that were more suitable for movement, made sure he was completely sold out, and made the decision in her heart never to come to this store again. Yosano Akiko taught the two of them how to pay, then turned around and left, her steps almost as if she was escaping.
During the rest of the trip, two big men stood beside her, one on the left and one on the right, like sword-carrying guards. They had two different styles. Passersby turned their heads 100%, and some people always asked for her phone number. The look in her eyes was full of respect, as if she was saying with her eyes: "Sister, where did you find the gigolo? He's got quality."
Ah, why did she come out? It seemed like it was because these two people were really good-looking, right?
how so……
Then they encountered a mafia fight on the way, but it had nothing to do with them. People in Yokohama were used to it, so they just avoided it. Just as she was about to change the route, she saw two people pulling out knives.
...You can't draw your weapon at this time. If you draw your weapon, who knows whether you are a passerby or an enemy!
We are all NPCs originally, so the act of drawing weapons is equivalent to showing the health bar. Isn't that just waiting to be beaten?
Sure enough, the mafia pointed their guns at them.
Yosano Akiko watched a bullet flying towards her and tried to pull the person away. After all, cold weapons cannot defeat hot weapons. But she pulled, but couldn't move it at all.
A white light flashed, and the bullet was split in half and flew diagonally.
"It's commanding troops. It's a familiar feeling, but it's much faster than commanding troops with guns. But there are so few of them that we can't put together a team to win."
Two men surrounded her, one on each side;
"Miss, do you want to go?"
What to do? Are you going to war with the Mafia? Don’t get on with it! The grudges and hatreds in the world of Yokohama are none of your business, run away!
Are you going to die by being so stubborn in Yokohama?
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