Another World Bookstore in Yokohama

Chapter 17

"Mr. Guangjin, this is for you." Yin handed the "Black Lizard" to the old man in front of him.

Reaching out to take it, Guangjin Liulang was a little surprised: "This is the bookstore of that bookstore."

"That one has a lot of books with the same name as us."

Unexpectedly, there is a writer with the same name as himself, and the name of this work is actually the name of the army he is in charge of.

"Yeah." Yin nodded, "I'm going to retreat first, there is a new mission in the east area, and I will go and destroy it with Tachihara Michizao."

"Go."

...

Standing in the elevator in Ganghei, Guangjin Liulang was about to go down to the first floor.

Also sitting in the elevator was Nakahara Chuya, who had just finished the meeting and was about to go home. Out of his corner of the eye, he saw the book cover in the old man's hand.

""Black Lizard"?" He couldn't help but read aloud. He bought this book at that bookstore before. Although he hasn't read it yet, he still has a little impression. "Have you read it?"

"Not yet," Guangjin Liulang shook his head, "It was given to me by Yin just now."

"Does Mr. Zhongyuan have this book?"

Zhong Ye nodded: "Yes, but I haven't seen it yet, I just bought it yesterday afternoon."

"Together with Akutagawa."

"Akutagawa, is that the kid who suddenly got better recently?"

"Well, he bought some medicine in that bookstore." Zhongya thought about what happened in the conference room just now, and said to Guangjin: "Tomorrow, send someone to that bookstore to buy a hundred body pills and more. Huiqi Pill, don’t do anything else without authorization.”

"The money is in the vault."

"Ok."

Soon the elevator door opened, and the two went out together, then separated and walked in different directions.

Because at this time, the bookstore should have closed.In order to appease Dazai, Ango first sent him an envelope and three pieces of letter paper.

Keep the rest because I still need to use it.

Osamu Dazai carefully packed the letter into his waterproof bag, then stuffed it into the wide pocket on the other side, hooked his fingers on the tail rope of the waterproof bag, and held it all the way——

He went straight home.

Sit down at your desk and take out the envelope and letter paper in the waterproof bag.

What are you going to write——

Osamu Dazai was suddenly frightened and dazed.

Will I really get a letter if I write it out?

What if Odasaku forgets about him?

Will Oda Saku not care about some of the memories he thinks are beautiful and dependent?

So what would Oda Saku think when he saw all his nonsense?

what can he write...

How about the situation over there?You can write it down first.

Then what?He has nothing to say on his own side, or he can't say it, for a friend who has been away for many years.

Can't write.

"Odasaku..."

In the empty room, the man sat quietly at the desk, holding the pen stagnantly, and at some point a big black dot appeared on the paper.

Osamu Dazai regained his senses and lifted the pen.

In the end, he didn't write any words. After describing the appearance of Shimoda Saku in detail on the recipient's place and writing his name on the recipient's place, he even folded the letter with the remaining stationery and instructions and put it in Inside the envelope, close the envelope.

After all, he only wrote the words "I don't know how you are doing?"

According to the small instruction booklet that came with the envelope, a five-pointed star was drawn on the seal of the envelope. Osamu Dazai looked at the letter on the table curiously, wondering how it would reach the world over there...

Then he saw the envelope float into the air, suddenly shrunk into a small white star, and finally collapsed into the air.

"Waa—" Osamu Dazai couldn't help but sighed softly, his eyes seemed to have a little star popping out, with faint white flickering spots.

Atsushi Nakajima is now accepting training without tears. He is no longer struggling as energetically as he was at the beginning.

If he had known that the one-hour daily training that the black tiger said was calculated according to the time of the outside world, no matter what he said, he would not have chosen a space where the time was "[-]:[-]".

One hour in the outside world is 1 hours, 1 hours is more than 400 days, and more than 400 days is a year and a half——

A year and a half!He has been here for a year, and his awe of Mr. Black Tiger has long been dissipated by his strict supervision every day. Of course, he still respects him very much. The knowledge he learns is both civil and military, but Xuan Yin taught him.

In terms of literature, Xuan Yin first taught him Chinese calligraphy, then gave him a lot of ancient classics, taught him how to read and understand sentences, and then taught him how to write various poems and articles.

Although he is still not very good at it now, he has finally passed the first step.

In terms of martial arts, this tiger will become a prototype, and he will benefit a lot from teaching him how to fight, how to win, and some martial arts skills in actual combat.

When transformed into a human form, Xuanyin taught Atsushi Nakajima how to use a sword.

"Because I like some related sentences in those poems very much, so I learned it, and my ability is not bad." The black-haired man wearing a black and red-bottomed gorgeous Hanfu stood in front of the forest, and slashed forward with the wooden sword in his hand. , a forest fell down.

Atsushi Nakajima: I was dumbfounded.

"This, how did you do it!??"

The handsome man with long black hair raised his head and smiled in the direction of Atsushi Nakajima: "You haven't practiced yet—"

"This is qi. Although you also have a very strong qi, it is scattered and chaotic when you use it. It has not been used to the extent it should be at all."

"But today is still too early. I will teach you this the day after tomorrow." Here, today refers to the time outside.

This guy is really good at seducing people!

Atsushi Nakajima's heart was completely hooked, and in the next six months, he continued to learn what he had learned in the previous year.

Constantly learning cultural knowledge, constantly improving physical fitness, improving combat force and technology, and constantly waving the wooden sword in his hand.

Come on, yourself!

Atsushi Nakajima shouted inwardly.

The author has something to say: I feel that this chapter is a bit confusing (maomao sighs)

Check back later, it may change.

Afterwards, there will be a special episode of Ghost Slayer (the time is uncertain), and Wenye will update it as usual tomorrow.