The tram moved along the fixed rails without any hesitation. Most of the seats were empty, and the smell of alcohol and exhaustion floated in the carriage.
Fujiwara Izaya held up his cheeks and stared out the window at the Tokyo night.
The neon lights of cosmeceutical advertisements flashed red and blue in the darkness in the distance, blinking like living entities.
Shake and get off at the station.
People poured out of the platform and hurried to their homes.
On the road from the station to Asakusa Shrine, there are many convenience stores and izakayas. Whenever the store doors open, the aroma of Japanese chowder and Chinese steamed buns will waft out of these brightly lit shops.
Fujiwara Izaya, who had not eaten dinner and was a little hungry, bought a bag of meat buns and returned home at around ten o'clock in the evening.
After taking a shower, I took two bottles of cold beer and a glass from the refrigerator, washed two cucumbers, and sat on the floor on the eaves of the worship hall, eating meat buns and cucumbers with beer.
In the courtyard shrouded in darkness, weeds that have absorbed enough of the spring rain are growing wildly, and moss covers the edges of the pool.
The path submerged in the weeds is more appropriately said to be a path trodden by wild animals than a path paved by man.
Taking a sip of beer and a bite of meat buns, Fujiwara Izaya looked at the two old cherry trees planted in the yard.
Although the entire Asakusa Shrine is dilapidated, the huge cherry tree is still full of cherry blossoms this spring. The leaves are swaying in the night wind, playing a soothing hymn to life, and the petals are spinning and falling.
This artistic conception is really beautiful.
In "Rurouni Kenshin", Ko Seijuro once said this: Watching the night cherry blossoms in spring, the stars in summer, the full moon in autumn, and the first snow in winter. With this situation and this scene, how could the wine not taste good?
Watching cherry blossoms at night in spring with a glass of wine is definitely one of the great pleasures in the world.
Well……
Fujiwara Izaya suddenly thought of a question.
There shouldn’t be beer in Koseijuro’s time, right?
Lower your head.
Look at the glass in your hand, bubbles are constantly rising from the yellow liquid.
“Don’t mistake beer for wine!”
After laughing, Fujiwara Izaya raised his head, drank the wine in the glass, and looked at the chandelier on the eaves of the corridor through the wine glass.
In the smooth glass, a dark orange filament flickered.
Put down the glass.
Leaning against the pillars, I looked up at the night sky in Tokyo. Under the clear moonlight, a few stars were shining dimly.
The light pollution was too serious... Fujiwara Izaya picked up the cucumber and took a bite, and his mouth was immediately filled with a fresh taste.
There is wine, the moon, cherry blossoms, and cucumbers. It would be great if there was another beauty to serve... Thinking like this, Fujiwara Izaya waved the cucumber in his hand.
"Xue Ji, come out!"
In an instant, a burst of snowflakes blew in the courtyard, and the temperature dropped sharply. The white snow girl was condensed in the frost and snow. She knelt softly next to Fujiwara Izaya, and the moonlight reflected her white face.
Those beautiful eyes stared at the owner, as if they were talking about something.
A sad look.
"Take it." Fujiwara Izaya handed her a cucumber.
The snow girl shook her head.
She doesn't want to eat cucumbers, she just wants to eat popsicles.
Fujiwara Izaya hit her forehead with a cucumber: "I asked you to help hold it and freeze it with your body temperature!"
The snow girl curled her lips in frustration.
The master is so bad!
But she cannot disobey her master's mission.
With two snow-white little hands, she timidly held the cucumber. The snow girl thought for a moment, then opened her collar slightly, stuffed the cucumber in from the middle, and held it between her skin for better freezing.
Um.
Very reasonable.
The whole body has the largest wrapping area, so freezing it saves the most time.
Baby Snow Girl is so smart.
Not at all!
"..."
Fujiwara Izaya opened his mouth but stopped talking.
This snow girl is really not very smart, so we have to find a way to eat her as soon as possible... No, we have to wake her up.
The night wind blew in the courtyard, and the leaves of the plants rustled in the darkness. In the clear night, a big black crow flew from a distance and landed on the eaves of the corridor.
While still in mid-air, he could clearly see the scene in the yard.
The young master sat cross-legged casually on the wooden floor, leaning against the pillars and looking at the courtyard.
Beside the young master, the clear brilliance of the moonlight shone on the snow-like woman. She remained kneeling, holding her hands in front of her chest, looking up at the young master.
The originally fair skin inherited the moonlight and seemed to be filled with phosphorescent light, flickering faintly, sad and beautiful.
Could this snow girl be the future young lady? The crow flew down the courtyard and when it was about to land, it turned into a tengu.
Wearing a military commander's armor, a samurai sword hanging from his waist, tall traditional Japanese geta, a long red nose and a pair of jet black wings.
His name is Dark Crow.
Because of his excellent hiding and disguise skills, he is responsible for the intelligence and liaison work of Shenyin Town, but most of the time, he seems to be a little unprofessional. But it is no wonder for him, after all... Fujiwara Izaya ordered him
Stay in Beichuan Academy and be on guard to prevent ghosts from causing trouble inside.
"Young Master!"
Dark Crow knelt down on one knee and saluted respectfully.
This is the first time in more than a year that he has received a call from the young master. There must be a major task for him to complete.
Before Fujiwara Izaya could speak, he asked in an excited voice: "Excuse me, have you decided to rule the world by calling me here?"
"Well……"
Fujiwara Izaya frowned.
Dominate the world?
What world do you rule over?
He just wanted to ask something. This crow demon must be stunned!
Looking at Fujiwara Izaya's frowning brows, his solemn expression definitely showed that he had something important to do, Dark Crow's heart felt hot, and he was so excited that he became confused.
He has suffered a lot these days.
As a powerful demon, his responsibility is... to protect the safety of a group of ordinary students.
Other tengu either ate meat and drank alcohol, or indulged in grievances and grudges happily, but he could only hang out with a group of real crows every day, compete with a group of gray pigeons for food, and from time to time he would be pinned down by a fat orange cat.
Such an insult... It really brings shame on the Tengu clan!
Fortunately, the young master is about to do something big now, as long as he seizes the opportunity... As he thought about it, Dark Crow suddenly raised his head and looked at Fujiwara Izaya with bright eyes: "Please give the order, young master!"
The sound is very loud.
The snow girl glanced sideways at him, and then moved her knees towards her master as if she was bored.
"Well, not bad, very energetic." Fujiwara Izaya praised his subordinate, picked up the beer can, poured wine into the glass, and asked: "I came to you today mainly because I wanted to ask you if you know."
Something like inkstone."
"Of course I know. Isn't that the unique treasure of Yingyan Mountain?" Dark Crow's voice was so excited that he was trembling.
Fujiwara Rin didn't say anything, he just silently picked up the wine glass and drank the beer in small sips.
Hidehikoyama is located in Fukuoka County, Kyushu Island. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is a beautiful tourist attraction. But in the eyes of practitioners, it is a terrifying forbidden place. One of the eight great tengu, Hidehikoyama Toyozenbo Daitengu,
He lives in this mountain.
"Young Master, do you plan to capture Kyushu first?" Dark Crow rubbed his hands excitedly, with an eager expression on his face, "If so, please let Dark Crow prepare resources for Young Master now, half a year, no, three months
In just three months, I guarantee that Young Master will be able to send you troops to Yingyan Mountain!"
"Do you think I can beat that old guy from Bunzenbo now?" Fujiwara Izaya asked.
"Uh..." Dark Crow's heart tightened, and his lips twitched uneasily for a moment, "The young master is a descendant of the old master, how dare he fight with you."
Low EQ: You can’t beat him.
High emotional intelligence: He dare not fight with you.
"Come on, come on, stop flattering me here." Fujiwara Izaya smiled and cursed, took out the beads he picked up today from his trouser pocket and threw them to him, "I accidentally killed a spider demon today and picked up this thing. You take it
Let's go to Yingyan Mountain to find out who made it and whose hands it fell into."
Dark Crow held the beads in both hands: "As ordered."
"Remember, check in private." Fujiwara Izaya added, "If Bunzenbo discovers the trace, you will die over there."
"clear!"
Dark Crow nodded vigorously, and was just about to ask, "When will the young master prepare to start the army?" The snow girl suddenly bent down, lying on the young master obediently, took out a cucumber from the chest with both hands, and then...then she
Did you feed the cucumber into the young master’s mouth?
?
Young Master, he...
It’s so depraved!
Dark Crow suddenly stood up and stretched out his trembling hand forward: "...Young Master, no!"
"Huh?" Fujiwara Izaya chewed a crispy cucumber and looked back at his subordinates, "If you have nothing to do, leave quickly and don't disturb me eating."
"Beauty is ruining the country! (Sad and sad)"
"roll."
"Young Master, please don't continue to indulge in..."
"If you don't go away, I'll roast you."
"Quack--"
The crow soared into the sky, its dark feathers blending into the night.
Fujiwara Izaya was eating frozen cucumbers, and his eyes swept over the charred wooden beams where mushrooms grew on the ruins of the shrine. Yuki-onna gently squeezed his shoulders, tilting his head from time to time, looking into his eyes confused and confused.
Together with the evening breeze.
The night gives the falling cherry blossom petals a cool color, which is a good time in the world.