After choosing a big adventure at Lupine's Bar

The sky was clear, and a passenger in the top cockpit was lost in thought on the ferris wheel that suddenly stopped working.

He felt that it was better to wait for rescue in place.

Then, he jotted down new memes that he thought of that could be used in the manga, so as not to forget.

Even in this situation, the boy who is indifferent is named May 5th Mingyin, written May 7th, pronounced May [-]th (Tsuyuri), and his friends call him Yuri sauce (Yurityann).

"Yuri-chan! Don't worry! It's already being repaired, and it will come down soon!" The petite Sakura Chiyo raised her head and shouted hoarsely at the Ferris wheel.

"Don't worry! I will make good use of this material in the manga!" Nozaki put on a pose wrapped around me, holding the camera.

Sakura complained speechlessly: "Really, don't think about any comics at this time, look, Xiao Yuyu is already scared to death..."

Before the words were finished, the deafening blasting sound accompanied by the heat wave made the expressions of the three people under the Ferris wheel blank, and their hair flew back.

The ferris wheel exploded.

Mingyin was calm in the cockpit at the top of the Ferris wheel.

In other words, he was too lazy to do thankless things like panicking or trying to escape.

He took out his mobile phone and pressed a series of numbers he knew by heart without thinking.

"Hey, hello? It's—! This is Yatogami who is safe and trustworthy. Your current situation looks very bad, Yuri-chan."

A blue-eyed boy in sportswear and a tattered scarf appeared out of nowhere in the cockpit with a mobile phone in one hand.

"Where's Ms. Sound? Did you resign because you couldn't stand your sweaty hands?"

Mingyin's drooping eyes were dull and lifeless due to staying up late all year long, as if the violent shaking caused by the explosion did not exist at all, and suddenly started a daily conversation.

When the other party heard this, his face, which was originally radiant because he had received the job, instantly collapsed.

"Ahhh! Don't mention it, don't mention it! Yato-sama, I will definitely have an extremely luxurious shrine in the future, and the offerings will continue. At that time, even if that woman kneels down and begs me to return to work under my hand, I will not Agreed!"

"Let's not mention that for now," Yetou suddenly looked serious, "It's too dangerous to stay any longer, I'll take you down first."

"No, I'm fine for the time being, the Ferris wheel won't collapse anytime soon," Mingyin waved his hands to express his refusal, holding a 5 yuan coin in front of him with his fingers, "The source of the explosion is below, although it hasn't affected the cockpit yet, But I don’t know if it will explode again, and the other passengers are even more dangerous..."

"I hope you can help them escape from danger."

Yetou stared at him with icy blue eyes, suddenly took the coin with one hand and laughed.

"I have received your wish."

Even if there is no magic weapon for this task, Yato can solve it alone.

Anyway, he is a real god.

When Yato searched and rescued the passengers, Ming Yin slumped on the chair again, feeling the shaking of the cockpit, and didn't want to do anything.

If he fell to his death, his death would be terrible.Maybe the bone will penetrate the flesh and poke out.

It's so annoying, I'm going to throw up just thinking about it.

And it will cause trouble for the playground staff.

But to be honest, for Mingyin on May [-]th, every extra day he lives now is earned.Even if he disappears, the world will still continue to turn.

The younger sister who was always worried when she was young is a strong child, and many people will take care of her. Now, she is fine even if she is alone.

In terms of work, although his comics are widely acclaimed, readers will remember him for a few days at most, and then they will be attracted by the new works that come up, and gradually forget him.

There is nothing that must be done by him.

Therefore, his obsession with life is very shallow.

Especially since he has always been very easily entangled by ghosts and ghosts.

But he suddenly remembered the three friends who traveled to Yokohama with him.

They are classmates in high school, in the same grade, and have never been in the same class, but they have formed an indissoluble bond because of shojo manga.

Like him, Nozaki is a manga artist who is being serialized in a monthly girl magazine.

Don't ask him why two big men are drawing girls' comics at the same time. This is the same reason that most of the authors of popular works in shonen manga magazines are women.

Sakura and Mikoshiba acted as Nozaki's assistants. All in all, like Nozaki, they are two very individual idiots.

"Eh——?!! Are you Teacher Akane Yuri!" Sakura Chiyo blushed excitedly, her eyes sparkled, and she stood on tiptoe holding this issue of the magazine, "That, I, I am Your fans!!!"

"Ha..." Mingyin didn't expect to be recognized in school, but she didn't feel embarrassed at all, she just took the autograph plate and wrote her pen name on it naturally.

"Sakura-san, how did you know that I am Akane Yuri?" Mingyin tilted her head, feeling that there was no possibility of revealing anything.

"You know my name..." Sakura was taken aback, but he explained first, "Nozaki-kun told me that Akane-sensei and we are students of the same grade at the same school, because he is a delinquent boy with a slender and beautiful appearance. , super conspicuous."

"Ah, Nozaki..." Mingyin was noncommittal about the features Nozaki described, folded his hands on his chest, leaned against the desk, and suddenly realized, "I see, are you his assistant?"

"Yes!" Sakura thought of something, covered her mouth and smiled with red cheeks.

Ah, the kid loves Nozaki.

It's easy to understand.

After getting acquainted with Sakura, I became acquainted with everyone in Nozaki without knowing it.

That's it, during the spring break of the year I graduated from high school, the four of us who had time went to Yokohama together.

Mingyin had heard before that the black organization in Yokohama was very rampant, and incidents of bombing and wooden warehouse battles were common, but he did not expect that it would be so common.

Anyway, it is a famous tourist city.

If he wasn't watching from the sidelines, with their comedian-level sense of crisis, something might happen.Moreover, if he died here, it would leave bad memories for his friends.

That doesn't work.

Thinking of it this way, I felt a sense of vacating while leaning to one side.

Mingyin put the notebook into the waterproof backpack, and opened the compartment door that Yato had pried open earlier.

The cold wind blew in, blowing the light brown hair, revealing the black earrings on the left ear and the two black earrings on the pinna, the dark red knot that tied the braid at the back of the head fell off and scattered, floating towards out of the sea.

This has already exceeded ten meters.If you jump down, the sea surface is no different from the hard concrete ground.

Wait a second, find the right moment, and jump over.

He's good at taking big bets.

The speed at which the cockpit fell was accelerating, and just a second before the bracket collapsed, Mingyin took a few steps to run up to the blue sea with no expression on his face.

Falling into the water, just blowing bubbles and sinking, the light gradually became distant.

It turns out that this is also a kind of falling.

In the case of drowning, is it more painful to choke on water or to drink water continuously?

But worse than these are the monsters that fill the ocean.

Speaking of which, youth is like this, right?Doing stupid things for no reason, like jumping into the ocean like this.

"No, no, no! Where are you from in your youth? Huang Quan? Is it Huang Quan?!"

Yato groaned in horror, put his arms around his shoulders and emerged from the water.

"...Thank you," Mingyin wiped the water stains on his face, "But, I can swim, so you don't need to come here to save me."

"No, you didn't intend to swim at all just now..." Yetou took him to the shore, "Aren't you still thinking about drowning?"

"...How do you know, it's so disgusting." He expressed his disgust with his eyes.

"You can tell by looking at your eyes. Your eyes are more eloquent than your mouth." Yato looked strong, but in fact his fragile heart was hurt by this sentence of "disgusting".

"Ah, we're here." Yato pulled Mingyin ashore, picked up the phone, and immediately changed into a sunny expression.

"Hello, here is Yatogami who does everything~ Whether it's dealing with mold in the bathroom or solving kidnappers, it only costs 5 yuan."

"Then, Yuri-chan, see you next time!" After saying that, he disappeared in place.

Mingyin's dark eyes stared at the place he left, and her fingers twisted her bangs that were soaked in sea water.

so cold.

He was about to take out his mobile phone to report to Nozaki and the others when he saw a red-haired man in a sand-colored coat running towards him from the direction of the playground.

Looking at each other, the man took off his coat and handed it to Mingyin, "Are you cold?"

Mingyin was taken aback, and accepted his kindness stiffly, "Thank you."

Because it was too wide, he simply wore it directly.

The warm residual temperature is probably like this person's kind heart.

"I'm helping to find someone now, let's take a step first..." He continued to walk along the coast, and after a few steps, he suddenly stopped and walked back backwards.

"Are you 'May [-]th Mingyin'?" He reacted, and suddenly realized.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Your friend asked me to help you find you. I'm responsible for cleaning up here because of work..." The second half of the speech was vague, and Mingyin thought it was probably a job.

"They're in the refuge area, I'll take you there..." He thought of something, and added tentatively, "Can you walk by yourself?"

"Probably no problem..." Mingyin's physical strength was at the average level of a professional cartoonist.

The kind man was obviously not at ease, so he simply walked behind his back.

Oops, got his back wet too.

The coat, too, must have smelled of sea water.

Wow, the guilt is rising, I'm about to vomit...

Good hold back.

Gradually the crowd became visible.

Is it because the posture is more secure?Always felt very reassuring.

Has anyone carried it like this before?

"Yuri-chan!" Sakura threw herself on Ming Yin, hugging his waist, tears streaming down her face.

"Thank you, sir, thank you so much!!!" Ozu Chai covered his eyes with his forearm, and thanked excitedly with tears.

"Are you okay, are you injured? Your small body that can be easily broken by the wind... Are you rescued by a mermaid?" Nozaki worried about strange things in a panic.

"No, no, how is it possible." Mingyin waved her hand, indicating that she was fine.

"Thank you very much. I will return the coat to you after I wash it. Can you leave a contact information or a meeting place?"

"No, you can take it if you want, or throw it away, it's up to you. I didn't do anything, I just sent you here..." The young man described the fact with a flat expression, "I still have work, let’s take my leave.”

As he spoke, he ran away wearing a lined black striped shirt.

Sakura, Nozaki, and Mikoshiba held their hearts at the same time and burst into tears:

"What a nice guy!"

Mingyin felt that he was a good person, but his career was probably not on the "good" side.

Probably Mafia.

Mafia in Yokohama and Pengo Lie have completely different styles.

Exhausted, they shuffle back to the hotel, cleansed and suddenly refreshed.

Except May [-]th Mingyin who was paralyzed on the sofa and didn't want to move.

"Hey, let's go to this bar! It's not far from the hotel!" Sakura excitedly pointed to the recommendation page on the phone screen.

The number one reason for recommendation is actually five stars for safety.

"No, no." Nozaki refused with a serious expression.

"Hey, why?" Sakura collapsed.

"Because..." Nozaki sat up from the sofa while talking, "Even in this kind of fanfiction, minors under the age of 20 are not allowed to go to bars!!!"

"Because of this??" Sakura and Mikoshiba complained at the same time, "And did you say something serious just now?"

Then, because he was looking forward to the trip to the bar too much, Mikoshiba shrank in a corner in frustration and held a reflection meeting.

Seeing this, Ming Yin put his head on the cushion and flipped through the documents, "It seems that the regulations are not so strict here in Yokohama, you can go in and out, as long as you don't drink in public."

Because the bar here is a typical gray area.

So they went to Lupin's bar together.

They sat around a table in the corner, with orange juice or soda in front of each of them, and Sakura drank the juice through a straw, looking around curiously.

Mikoshiba looked around warily.

Only Nozaki and Mingyin frantically took photos after getting the boss's permission.

After having a good time, they played truth or dare together.

"Ah, is it me?" Mingyin pointed at himself with his index finger, and the tip of the rotating pencil stopped at him.

"Let's take a big risk." He didn't want to play any truth.

Speaking of this, the three of them were in high spirits.

"Ask the boss 'Can this drink be refilled'?" Miko Chai put forward his opinion shyly.

"Go and suggest to the boss to install a toilet in the bar!" Sakura crossed her hands and rested her chin with a sharp expression.

"Go and tell that tall man in front of the bar, Dad! I've had a hard time finding you!" Nozaki was so excited, he just wanted to get information.

Mingyin felt that these three options were too shameful, and he was about to suffocate.

In the end, after a tense and exciting lottery session, he unfortunately chose the most shameful third.

Anyway, no one knows him, as long as he immediately explains that it is truth or dare, and he will never meet again in the future.

So comforted in his heart, he bit the bullet and stepped forward to talk.

"Dad, I've had a hard time finding you!!!"

The red-haired young man sitting in front of the bar had a familiar face.

Just saw it this afternoon.

Although he had no expression on his face, he was obviously stunned. The half-held wine glass in his hand fell off and fell on the table with a bang.

Just when Mingyin wanted to quickly explain that this was a request for truth or dare, the other party reacted and spoke in a calm voice.

"Sorry, I didn't know..." He seemed convinced. "What do you want me to do?"

Mingyin didn't want him to do anything.

He just wanted to make everyone present amnesia in place.

Especially the weird boy who laughed until his shoulders kept shrugging next to this person.

Bandages were wrapped around the exposed neck, wrist, and right eye.

Even going out to drink after everything is like this, it looks like a troublesome character.

He took a deep breath and explained with perseverance that this was truth or dare.

"So that's the case, I know." The young man who looked a little anxious was stunned for a moment before he realized it.

Then the man next to him laughed even more wildly.

"I'll go out to get some air..." Mingyin's decadent depression grew stronger, and he weakly pointed to the exit with his thumb.

"It's okay, don't worry!" Nozaki gave him a thumbs up.

Don't worry about it!

He had just stepped out the door when he heard a voice behind him.

"By the way, it's May [-]th," the young man turned to him and said, "you'd better take the road as much as possible when you go back."

"Thanks for the reminder..." he replied weakly.

hateful!He remembers my name!

Walking out of the bar, he let out a long sigh in the cold night wind of early spring.

Turning sideways, I suddenly saw a faint figure under the warm orange light of the bar signboard.

It was so dark that I couldn't see clearly.

Life experience told him, probably not human.

At least not the living kind.

After taking a few steps closer, I finally saw it clearly.

It was a young man in a black overcoat, with a white bandage wrapped around his left eye, and a thick dark circle under his exposed right eye.

Um?Sudden death from overwork?

There have been more and more dead people like this recently.

Moreover, it always feels a little familiar, as if I have just seen a similar face not long ago.

Thinking of this, he spoke to this young man who was supposed to be a ghost.

"Why have you been here?"

"...I don't know..." The man was taken aback for a moment, and then replied in a very soft voice, "I feel very nostalgic."