The correct way to wish for the Holy Grail of Conan

Thus, Toru Amuro followed Bai Ze into his private kitchen, and drank a bowl of Miso Soup, a soul-suppressing version that was praised by the people of hell as a peerless delicacy.

The taste of that miso soup was too good to be true.

After Amuro finished his drink, he put the soup bowl on the table, becoming more and more sure that this was a dream.

Figured out?After that, Toru Amuro looked at the empty bowl and laughed.

Although the dream is a bit strange, it still seems to be quite interesting?

"Mr. Bai Ze, your cooking skills are really good. Can I have another bowl?" Following his heart, Toru Amuro thought, since this dream has come and he still can't get out, let's experience this dream for a while.

Bai Ze burst out laughing, took away Amuro Toru's bowl, and didn't give him another bowl, "If you drink too much of this thing, you can't leave hell, you can only wait for others to fish you out .”

He was washing the dishes with quick hands and feet, thinking about the entanglement between Toru Amuro and Seimei he saw, and said: "You are lucky today, and you caught up with the annual sports meeting in hell. Everyone is participating in the sports meeting today. It shouldn't be too late. People will care about you as a living soul. But the good thing is that Master Hei Qingming should also be watching the sports meeting, and I happen to be a medical staff, and I go to help every year, do you want to come together?"

Hei Qingming?

What is this called?

Could it be that his real brother cast too much shadow on him, even his dream is a distorted image?

Toru Amuro put aside the indecent thoughts in his head, and felt a little novel about the sports meeting that Bai Ze said: "Will there be a sports meeting in hell?"

Bai Ze nodded with a smile, packed his things and prepared to go: "Yes. Not only will there be a sports meeting, but there will also be shopping malls, hot springs, and Kabukicho Street~"

Toru Amuro's face cracked a bit. Seeing this handsome and feminine young man smile and say something he shouldn't know at his age, he was silent for a while and said, "I'd better go to the sports meeting."

Even in a dream, you can't do anything that betrays the real world!

Toru Amuro said to himself inwardly.

Bai Ze sighed regretfully, "Okay. I thought that if someone went to Kabukicho with me, it would be logical to skip work. It seems that it can't be done."

"Does Mr. Shirasawa work in hell?" Toru Amuro learned a new point of knowledge, and at the same time felt that his dream was absurd.

Chinese gods and beasts are not in heaven or heaven, but work in hell?

outrageous.

Bai Ze nodded: "Actually, the salary in Hell is not bad~ Except that you will see a certain psychopath, everything else is quite easy. How about it, do you want to stay in Hell as a job?"

Toru Amuro: "..."

stay in hell?

No, no, no.

Isn't heaven fragrant?No, is it not good to live?If you have to die, you will go to hell.

Seeing Toru Amuro shaking his head, Bai Ze let out a regretful "ah", but he still took people to the sports meeting.

The scene of the sports meeting in hell is actually similar to the sports games held by schools in the real world, that is, the participants are no longer human beings, but various jailers and ghosts.

King Yan Mo stood on the temporary stairs, wearing his red official uniform, holding a microphone to address the opening ceremony of the sports meeting.

His confidant, Ghost Lamp, stood expressionlessly behind the judges' bench behind the stairs.

"Oh! Master Bai Ze! You're here!" Momotaro, Bai Ze's new assistant, carried his wooden box on his back and walked towards Bai Ze and Toru Amuro with joy on his face, seeing the strange Amuro standing beside Bai Ze When Toru was stunned, he didn't realize that Toru Amuro was a living soul, he just scratched his head and said, "Master, is he your friend?"

Bai Ze nodded with a smile, and said grinningly, "Yes. I'll take him to Mr. Hei Qingming."

"Ah! That lord! I didn't see Mr. Hei Qingming at the judges' seat today. According to Xiaobai, Mr. Guideng seems to be saying that Mr. Hei Qingming is busy with his sister Masama's affairs recently, so he will not participate in this sports meeting. The judges' seat." Momotaro said honestly.

Real world?

Hearing the name of his sweetheart, Toru Amuro's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Is the real world also in hell?"

"I don't know. But now many people just heard about it and haven't seen anyone yet." Momotaro replied patiently, not just because Amuro was a stranger, he didn't treat him coldly.

"Oh~ I know this~ Even the most popular idol, Ms. Peach and Kukako, hasn't seen Masami-sama, and it is said that she had a fight with that Shaking S, and then got into the nanny oboro car and left in a huff. It's over. Ah, the ghost lamp is really not a man, and he actually started fighting with a woman." Bai Ze interjected with a smile, and then, the back of his head was suddenly hit hard by a spiked mace, and the whole body The face hit the ground heavily and smashed into the ground.

"Speaking ill of others behind their backs will be heard." Gui Deng walked over with an expression of "I'm very unhappy now", looking at Bai Ze who was thrown into the ground by him, his eyes flickered coldly.

Bai Ze stared angrily at his face full of dust and nosebleeds and got up from the ground. Apart from the tragic appearance on his face and the dust on his clothes, he approached like a normal person and grabbed the skirt of the ghost lamp: "You Guy! Do you know what politeness is? Why do you have to do this every time we meet?!"

"Anyway, I will beat you in the end. It's better to hit you first." Gui Deng took it for granted, and several "well" characters popped out on Bai Ze's forehead.

"You guy..."

"You should go to work as a medical staff, why are you still lazy here?" Gui Deng seized the opportunity to change the subject, so that Bai Ze couldn't express his anger, so he had to point to Toru Amuro and said: "That's not because of my body now. I have an important matter to see Master Hei Qingming! You bastard attacked me indiscriminately!"

"Oh, is that so?" Ghost Lamp looked at Toru Amuro and frowned: "You, you are a fresh face. A dead soul who entered hell without registration?"

Toru Amuro, who was named, waved his hands hastily: "No, no, I'm not a dead soul from hell. I'm..." a living soul.

Before he could say the last two words, Bai Ze forcibly changed the subject, and said to his assistant Momotaro, "Momotaro, take him to Mr. Kuro Seimei. I will leave this place to me temporarily."

"Yes, Master Shirasawa." Momotaro was originally a good-natured person, so he didn't refute what Shirasawa said, and led Amuro Toru to walk in the direction that Shirasawa gave him before.

Toru Amuro, who was gone, did not see that at the sports meeting at this time, the jailers showed their skills, twisted their bodies out of a degree of distortion that ordinary people could not achieve, and ran the race.

Far away from the noisy sports arena, Momotaro finally became less restrained. When he was about to turn around to talk to Toru Amuro, he unexpectedly discovered that Toru Amuro, who was following behind him, had lost his way at some point.

What about people? !

Momotaro stood there in a daze for a moment, then hurried back to the medical camp where Bai Ze was, panting and told Bai Ze that Amuro was missing.

Bai Ze, who was fighting with the ghost lamp, gave a "tsk", separated from the ghost lamp, and used his innate supernatural powers to understand everything.

After a while, Bai Ze let out a "huh" and waved to Momotaro who was looking at him eagerly: "You don't have to worry about him. The Lord who invited him to hell has already brought her guests there."

"Huh?" Momotaro still looked blank.

- off topic -

Touzi (broken thoughts): I'm dreaming. I'm dreaming.

ps: When coding this chapter, I suddenly thought of a sentence: Shangqiongbi falls to Huangquan.

This can be regarded as a disguised form, life and death go hand in hand?