In Yokohama, I used a vest to make up the Saviors

Chapter 102

On the mountain path, the next second stepped into a bustling Fukuzawa Yukichi and Mori Ou looked at each other outside, and the two met from different directions.

"What a coincidence, Your Highness Fukuzawa."

Mori Ogai who was leading Ryunosuke Akutagawa broke the silence first.

If I remember correctly, they should have chosen diametrically opposite paths, how could they have come to the same place.

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded, followed by Kunikida Doppo: "Let's go together, Doctor Mori."

It was a mockery of what Mori Ogai said when he landed, each according to his own ability.

Mori Ogai pretended not to understand Fukuzawa Yukichi's sarcasm, and looked around.

Here is....... Yoshihara?

It's not a traditional Japanese design, but rather western. The buildings on the side of the road are extremely modern. There is a whole street of open-air flowers, decorated with lights and festoons. Stars and moons are hanging on the night. Beauties in twos and threes are standing on the second floor, or Hanzo Behind the door, there are beautiful faces, both male and female, fat and thin.

"Sir." With her black hair tied up, the Japanese favorite Yamato Nadeshiko-style gentle beauty moved lightly in lotus steps, like a clear lotus swaying in a summer pond, she leaned in front of Fukuzawa Yukichi: "But Come in for tea."

The temperament is elegant, the body is graceful, it seems that he knows the general, understands the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and tea ceremony, and speaks elegantly.

Mori Ogai stared at Fukuzawa Yukichi's reaction with some interest.

The always upright samurai was still expressionless, but his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, not knowing how to deal with this scene.

Before Fukuzawa Yukichi refused, Mori Ogai agreed for him.

"His Highness Fukuzawa." Mori Ogai said with a smile, "Rejecting an invitation from a beautiful woman is not what a decent man should do."

At this moment, a crisp girl's voice came in: "Uncle, can I play with Lia?"

Mori Ogai's face froze, and he had a bad guess.

A blond, blue-eyed, doll-like girl raised her head, like a delicate flower carefully grown in the sun, which made people feel affectionate.

Kunikida Doppo frowned in disgust.

Almost forgot that the head of the port mafia is a teenage girl.

Alice ran out from nowhere and pushed Lia aside: "Rintaro is mine!"

Mori Ogai heaved a sigh of relief, and acted like a baby to Alice without tears: "Alice-chan came in a timely manner. As expected, I also like Alice-chan the most."

His orientation is still normal, how could he really attack a young girl.

Yukichi Fukuzawa, who knows what happened to Alice:  …

He moved to the side, avoiding Yamato Nadeko beauty's touch, his expression was so cold that he almost froze: "Sorry, miss."

"Leah?"

Another female voice sounded, this time it was a college student-like woman with a neat high ponytail, black hair, and sportswear, with a smile like a spring breeze on her face, looking at the crying little Luo with concern Li, looks like a girl who loves life and has a heart.

"Sister Zhilizi!" Liya, who was pushed staggeringly, rushed up to hug the female college student, crying, "Liya just wants to play with the uncle, so she pushes Liya!"

Fukuzawa Yukichi who knows his students:  …

Now I understand it.

This place should be a gentle town where objective ideals can be realized, but I don't know what will happen after I leave with these women.

"what are you doing!"

A male voice came in, and when they looked up to see whose ideal type was so wild, they were all shocked, including Fukuzawa Yukichi.

Black hair and purple eyes, not Mori Ogai.

This Mori Ogai was wearing a military uniform, about [-] years old, with a green face, like a student who had just graduated.

Mori Ogai looked at Alice: Stare.

"Alice sauce, do you think I'm old?" He said aggrievedly.

Alice with the humanoid ability slowly put out a question mark.

"I like Lin Taro the most." She comforted her master helplessly: "No matter what kind of Lin Taro, Alice likes it."

"Alice-chan, do you want to eat cake with me?" Student Mori Ogai smiled and held out his hand, looking very friendly.

Mori Ogai took out the gun from his pocket: "Alice-chan is mine."

Some impostor wants to replace him.

bang.

The student's Mori Ogai had a blood hole in his chest.

Doppo Kunikida looked stupid.

The act of killing someone face to face is simply jumping in his minefield.

But what happened next made him pull out his gun as well.

The young version of Mori Ogai did not fall down, but continued to yell at Mori Ogai who was robbing Alice with him, and the other three women, as if they hadn't seen the act of pulling out their guns just now, did their own thing.

It seems to be just virtual data, drawn up only for a fixed purpose.

That is to become the ideal type of visitors and accompany them.

"What are you doing?" A woman with neat short hair came out, leaning against the door, her long black windbreaker wrapped around her pretty waist, her makeup was exquisite, but it couldn't hide the faint blackness under her eyes, she looked like a mature woman Weary Charm: "Is the food and drink ready for the guests?"

The girl who looked like a female student left and raised her hand, very lively: "It's ready."

"You deserve to be so organized and planned, Oriko." The beauty of Yamato Nadeko praised.

"Where, Sister Huizi's dim sum and tea ceremony are the best." Zhilizi scratched her head and said humbly.

"I didn't expect that the woman Akutagawa likes is this one." Mori Ogai touched his chin: "Older?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke who has always been the background board:...

"Leader." He couldn't help but defend himself: "The things here cannot be trusted."

He won't talk to any women for the time being, besides, he won't respect the weak!

next second.

The woman in the black windbreaker held a gleaming knife with two fingers, and a trace of boredom and contempt flashed in her eyes.

It was Okura Yeko who drew the knife. The loli in the pink-haired military uniform missed a single blow and pulled the knife away decisively. After her body flipped in the air, she landed firmly. team attack.

"Using a girl's appearance to do evil is unforgivable."

The Hound crew is here too.

"What a coincidence." Fukuchi Sakurachi greeted Fukuzawa Yukichi: "Fukuzawa, did you also choose this path?"

Seeing the woman fighting with Suehiro Tiechang, deftly fighting against the hounds, and even faintly suppressing the woman, Mori Ogai, who knew his subordinates' hobbies, sighed.

The point of respecting the strong does not have to be placed in the concept of mate selection.

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded, and greeted this old friend, then looked at the woman in black windbreaker holding a knife and hound with bare hands, and the other people who were smiling awkwardly, waiting for the guests to follow them to leave, wrinkled Frowning: "What's going on."

"Those women." Fukuchi Sakura pondered for two seconds: "My subordinates found many cocoon-like white chrysalis indoors, and they are probably the guests who left with them."

He told the truth about this cannibalism in a single sentence.

"As expected of an anomaly listed as a special dangerous product by the government." The middle-aged military officer with a mustache scratched the back of his head, and the two mustaches under his nose swayed up and down as he spoke: "It really cannibalizes people without blinking an eye."

"It's eating people and not spitting out bones." Tiaoye picked chrysanthemums to support his forehead, reminding his team leader to use the wrong sentence.

Fukuchi Sakurachi was not embarrassed either, and laughed heartily a few times: "Yes, I cannibalize people without spitting out their bones. I remembered wrongly. Young people have a good memory."

He pulled out the knife by the way, pointed at Leah, who was holding Oriko's leg and complaining coquettishly, and then stabbed the little Lolita in the chest.

Blood and wounds appeared, but the little Lolita still did her own thing, telling how much Alice went too far, and Oriko next to her was also comforting the little sister, who seemed to be a gentle and warm-hearted sister.

"That's it." Fukuchi Sakurachi withdrew the knife, flicked it in the air, the blood flowed down the sharp tip of the knife, the body of the knife was clean, and then the sword sheathed: "The women here seem to be programmed, Those with a violent personality will resist according to the damage they receive, while those with a softer personality will not move like a wax figure, so they are easy to deal with."

"But it's hard to kill. You have to cut it into very small pieces of meat before it stops moving..." Fukuchi Sakurachi paused, as if recalling some bad memory: "The bloody man whose face has been chopped off, and whose intestines and internal organs have been picked out, will gently ask if you are tired, do you need cooking and a knee pillow, and there is still half of the stomach tissue on her knee... "

Even the bloodhounds who are used to seeing blood, also accept incompetence.

"Isn't this the forbidden martial arts?" Fukuzawa Yukichi suddenly thought.

"I don't know." Fukuchi Sakura shook her head, not knowing: "After entering here, Yezi's corroded knife will automatically recover."

It's as if someone in the dark wants them to use a knife in this gentle town.

"What if you refuse to go with them?" Kunikida Doppo asked.

Even if he wasn't human, he couldn't watch these 'people' being tortured and killed.

"We haven't tried this before." Fukuchi Sakura rubbed her chin obsessively: "All four of us were completely killed."

Now on Fukuzawa Yukichi's side, except for the one attacked by Suehiro Tetsuchang, there are four more.

He suggested: "Why don't you give it a try?"

"No need." Fukuzawa Yukichi shook his head, he put his hand on the samurai sword at his waist, and was stopped by Fukuji Sakurachi.

"Fukuzawa, haven't you sealed the sword for a long time?" Fukuchi Sakura said: "Using a sword against a woman is not in line with your Bushido, so let me and my subordinates do it."

"Anyway, it's not the first time we've done this kind of thing for the safety of this country." He said heartily.

Fukuzawa Yukichi did not expect that his friends who parted ways more than ten years ago could still remember this, he was taken aback, and then refused.

"No, maybe there is a better way than chopping them up."

"Akutagawa."

Before Fukuzawa Yukichi could say anything, Mori Ogai gave an order.

The black and red sharp blade pierced through the chest of the nearest Yamato Nadeshiko.

【Rashomon】It is really convenient to do similar things.

Facing the disapproving gazes of Fukuzawa Yukichi and Kunikida Doppo, Mori Ogai squatted in front of that Yamato Nadeshiko.

"Miss?" he called tentatively.

"My concubine is here." A gentle voice sounded, without the slightest pain or fear of being hurt, not even an urgent gasp: "Sir, would you like some tea?"

If it wasn't for her being pushed to the ground by Rashomon at this time, with blood dripping from her chest, just listening to the sound would be as comfortable as kneeling on a tatami mat making tea.

Mori Ogai straightened up, his habitual smile retracted, is this a tape recorder installed in the human body?

The mist is dense and the wine is pleasant.

The blue hair ends are smudged in the milky white soup water, like blue-purple rosemary in full bloom, the young fair skin has a little seductive blush, and the loose bathrobe can't cover the chest, what a beautiful scenery.

There are bamboo baskets floating on the soup pool, and the bamboo baskets are full of fine wine. The grapes are crystal clear, and the red wine is mellow, but no one cares about it.

Because there is only one young man in the huge Tangchi.

The light gray pupils were absent-minded, as if immersed in the comfortable environment of Tangchi, relaxing the tense nerves, and the air was full of sulfur, aromatherapy, fine wine and fruit.

Moments later.

The pair of eyes blinked, refocused, and regained some agility.

Yin Wuxian Le raised his hand bluntly, caressing his forehead wetly.

what happens?

The system, the system.

He subconsciously shouted.

【I am here】

Why is it so silent today...

The drowsiness in his head made Yin Wuxianle think more, and the familiar mechanical sound made him confirm that the system is still there, that's good.

The young man shook his head, feeling as if his thoughts were being soaked in sticky honey, and he was still not quite sober.

He held on, supported the side of the soup pool to get up, and looked around himself.

The entire bath room was empty.

The beautiful woman disappeared.

Yinwu Xianle wanted to go ashore first, but the moment he lifted his foot, he found that something was entangled on his ankle, which was slippery and could not be noticed without moving. .

He was startled.

"System, what is that?"

No answer at all.