The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the sweet, sticky, and moist breath quietly occupied the entire room.
Bourbon and Scotland were awakened by such a breath, and suddenly thought they were on a battlefield littered with corpses.
Or maybe it was an evil sacrificial scene that required a lot of human blood.
But they also knew that they couldn't be in those places, they should be in the room of the Rice Flower Hotel.
Who does this blood come from?
Who died in the room?
Or did Kaa commit suicide again?
If all the blood comes from Kaa's body...
You can tell by the smell that there is definitely a lot of bleeding. No one can maintain life with such a large amount of bleeding.
They wanted to open their eyes and take a look, wanted to get up and check the situation for themselves, but they couldn't move no matter what.
It's as if the body is not one's own, and no matter how the brain issues instructions, it is out of control.
Unable to open my eyes, unable to speak, unable to move.
It was like... meeting a dream demon, or being entangled by something dirty.
It seems as if he is fighting against an invisible existence, and he seems to be resisting himself.
"Tick-tick-tick-" there was the sound of blood dripping.
On their faces, in their mouths.
I even felt the taste of blood.
They seemed to be falling into a swamp composed of thick blood, unable to break free and escape.
The two of them were trapped in a world full of blood all night.
At a certain moment, the smell of blood completely dissipated, and the two of them smelled the coolness in the air and the slight smell of... food.
It was at this moment that they were finally able to control their bodies and finally opened their eyes.
What comes into view is the ceiling of the hotel room, and the sunlight that falls in front of me at some point. In the sunlight, countless dust particles are floating.
At the same time the smell of food attracted their attention.
The two of them looked in the direction where the scent was coming from, and saw the black-haired boy sitting on a chair with a bucket of instant noodles in front of him, which looked like it had just been cooked.
"Hey~ you guys are awake." He turned around and greeted the two of them.
"Did you sleep well?" He asked lightly, like a vague hint or just a perfunctory greeting.
"What do you know?" Toru Amuro looked at his palm and asked.
His appearance showed seriousness for the first time in a long time.
"What do you mean?" Tsushima Shuji blinked his left eye blankly and innocently, and a bloody crescent moon seemed to be reflected in his kite-colored eyes.
"I don't understand." He said lightly.
How could he possibly know about Toru Amuro and Midorikawa Mumumo?
Of course I don’t know anything~
Toru Amuro looked at his friend and concluded from his friend's expression that the other person was trapped in a strange dream just like him last night.
It is accidental for one person to have a dream, but is it also accidental for two people to have the same dream?
Absolutely not.
But they couldn't prove that it was related to Kaa, even if--
They believe it.
It definitely has something to do with Kaa.
"It seems you had a bad dream. It's really...unfortunate." Tsushima Shuji said in a tone of pity and carelessness.
"Do you want to eat instant noodles in the morning?" Midorikawa Mu didn't mention the dream last night, he just asked as if nothing happened.
"No, I just want to try to see if I can wake you up with the smell of instant noodles." Tsushima Shuji opened the instant noodles and didn't move. He just said this.
He doesn't like instant noodles, and of course he doesn't hate them either.
It's just that I have no interest in eating at the moment and don't need to eat.
There were times when he would eat in front of others, but not now.
"Then you have succeeded." Scotland said.
They did smell the smell of instant noodles immediately.
"But I don't think you will eat it." Tsushima Shuji hugged the back of the chair with his hands and rested his chin on it.
"Correct answer, but there is no reward." Bourbon stood up and walked towards the pager next to the bedside table, and then picked up the pager.
"Please send me three toiletries." He said, and put down the pager after receiving the answer from the front desk.
Shuji Tsushima sat on the chair with his knees in his arms and began to rock the chair under him like a rocking chair.
"Wednesday... it should arrive tomorrow." He suddenly spoke slowly.
After all, time passes quite quickly in this world.
"Yeah, what are you going to do? The FBI has no intention of taking you to play with me." Bourbon thought of the FBI and couldn't help but mocked.
"Why do you need the FBI to take me to play? I can definitely go by myself." Tsushima Shuji said nonchalantly.
Does he need permission from the FBI to go anywhere?
Shuji Tsushima has no objection to acting according to the script arranged by others, and is even very willing to cooperate. However, if the other party's script conflicts with his script, there is no way.
After all, he will never give up acting, after all, it is his only pleasure.
At this time, we can only compete to see whose script is more successful.
"Aren't you worried about being targeted by the FBI's sniper rifle?" Bourbon asked.
"Hey~ It's not so much that I'm worried, it's better to say..." Tsushima Shuji laughed.
"I'm looking forward to it." His tone was full of excitement.
Of course, it would be better if you are willing to shoot.
"Where are Bourbon and I? Do we need anything?" Scotland asked.
"No need, you two don't have to follow me." Tsushima Shuji said lightly.
"Tomorrow's protagonist is me, and I won't let you appear there to steal my limelight." His tone was a little willful, and there was also an indelible childishness.
"You must not go." He said.
Bourbon and Scotland looked at each other and smiled.
"Don't worry." Scotland said very calmly.
"I don't plan to play any games with you two brothers. Are you two planning to attract all the FBI to that building and then kill them all?" Bourbon first sneered and then seemed to think of something. Said as if.
With Dazai Osamu and Kaa's style, maybe they can actually do such a thing.
But will the two brothers cooperate?
"Hey~ maybe." Tsushima Shuji didn't admit or deny, he just smiled with unknown meaning.
He always seems to be like this, never telling the truth.
The fog in my eyes can never be dispelled.
"Dongdong——"
"Guest, what do you want?" A voice came from outside the door.
The toiletries that Bourbon requested earlier were delivered.
So the three of them returned to their nonchalant postures, as if the previous conversation had never happened.
Toru Amuro went to open the door and brought in the toiletries.
"Get ready to go back." Toru Amuro threw two toiletries to Shuji Tsushima and Mu Midorikawa respectively, and walked into the bathroom first.
"It's really time to go back." Tsushima Shuji reached out to hold the flying items, stood up and stretched his limbs.
If I don’t go back, I might not be able to catch up.
