Why are there only loser heroines around me?

He did not.

But if there wasn't any, why would he be carrying the kamaitachi's head?

In a trance, Youjing realized that this was his "vanity". He felt that he was not a primitive man who only knew how to kill. Only primitive people like to cut off the heads of wild beasts, then rinse their skulls and put them at home as decorations.

After figuring this out, You Jing replied with a cold face and some displeasure: "Yes."

Arthur felt that he had to stay away from this guy, so as not to become one of his many collections.

Everyone in the carriage had different ideas. Arthur was an extreme pessimist. He felt that if the train just kept moving forward without stopping, and there was no food in the carriage, the worst outcome would be that the five people would start "eating each other". When people are hungry, they can do anything, so he suddenly stayed away from Youjing because he was afraid that this cold-faced killer would pick up a knife and kill him when he was hungry.

Nick and Toby are both investigators. Toby was a little depressed. After getting in the car, he covered his head and no one knew what he was thinking.

Nick walked around the front and rear of the train. When he couldn't find the driver, he began to count the carriages. He counted 26 carriages in total. The interior decoration of each carriage seemed to be copied and pasted directly, with no distinction between VIP and economy classes.

Yanami was also wandering around in the carriage.

She didn't understand why there was no kitchen in a 26-car train.

How could she just eat lemon candy? She was already a little hungry.

Ukyo also walked back and forth in the carriage. Like everyone else, he didn't notice anything different.

But this train itself is a treasure. It can actually travel through the chaotic world. This reminds Youjing of the CC1000 train, but that train does not have such great capabilities. If the CC1000 express train is thrown into this tunnel full of monsters from the demon world, it may be immediately blown away by the demons that appear from nowhere.

But what about this train?

Its windows were dark red, not the color of the scenery outside the train, but the color of the demon corpses that were smashed when the train was running at high speed. The body of the train was still clean when it entered the wilderness. Ukyo had been calculating the time. It had been almost an hour since he got on the train. If he were given a chance to get off now and take a look at the facade of the train, he would definitely witness a Ukiyo-e that was even more horrifying than the "Muzan-e".

Ukyo was not a pessimist like Arthur, but he also thought of the worst possible situation that the five people would encounter on this train -

Maybe they will starve to death during the endless journey... The first person who can't stand it will think of "the way of protecting food by his peers", and then... the strongest one among them will kill everyone like the holy Gu raised by the Gu Master and survive to the end.

"Because it's fun here." Yanaijian took out his mobile phone and took photos of the carriage continuously. Several people saw that he was editing the LINE email draft. They were shocked by her optimism. She seemed to have never thought that she couldn't get out. She had even started editing the status she would post after going out.

No, no, Arthur denied the above idea. He has come into contact with many women. For many women, updating status on social media is the main reason why they love life, so they can edit the draft of social media mailbox at any time.

If they could foresee their accidental death in advance, they would definitely edit an extremely sad text in advance and send it out when they die. If the soul could take pictures, then the "corpse" would definitely have the most beautiful reverse picture of death.

Just like the swordsmen in the Warring States Period would leave a suicide poem to express their feelings about their life before committing seppuku.

Arthur felt that this mentality of many girls was similar to seppuku. Speaking of seppuku, he couldn't help but think of the two Japanese in front of him. If their final fate was to starve to death, would the two of them first commit seppuku to feed the other poor people?

Thinking of this, Arthur suddenly stood up and bowed, "Mr. Ukyo, if you want to end your life by seppuku at the last moment of your life, then I can be your kaishakunin!"

Youjing looked at him and coldly spat out the word "get lost" to him, with a clear and melodious pronunciation that sounded more like Mandarin than Google Dictionary.

White people and Asians all look similar, just like many Asians have face blindness when looking at white people. Arthur's eyes widened as he realized he had made the world's worst racial mistake. But he was definitely not to blame. Who would have thought that the most reputable demon slayer in Japan was actually Chinese?

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Nick was always looking for something in the carriage, trying to prove his worth.

But where there is nothing, there is nothing. No matter how he knocks on the walls and the ground, he can't find anything hidden or secret compartments. He can only keep wasting his energy.

After an unknown amount of time, Arthur suddenly pulled out the old-fashioned pocket watch he had used when impersonating Conan Doyle from his jacket pocket. He tapped the glass twice, shook it up and down, and then frowned slightly and said, "How long have we been on the bus? I just realized that the pocket watch seems to be broken."

"The phone time has stopped too." Nick said, "Your pocket watch is not broken, it's just that our timekeeping equipment won't work."

Ukyo suddenly said, "About two hours and thirteen minutes. I've been timing it."

Arthur sat down firmly on the wooden seat, resting his hands on the backrest. He looked up at the empty ceiling of the carriage. "Only two hours have passed, but it feels like almost a whole day. Sigh... Maybe it's because I was already very tired today. The Jersey Devil is not easy to deal with."

At this point, he suddenly became furious. "You White House investigators deserve to die! You have nothing better to do than open a warehouse? You only make things worse. You're worse than the Japanese police. They at least call in detectives, but you're so audacious! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be trapped on this train!"

Nick exchanged a few words with him.

But everyone here is a rational person. At most, they just complained and didn't actually fight.

Soon, time began to pass quietly again. No one tried to speak again. In the silent carriage, the sound of Yanami chewing lemon candy could be heard from time to time. That was the only thing they could hear.

Toby was the first to fall asleep.

Then there was Arthur.

The third one is Yanami.

Ukyo took off his peaked-lapel suit and covered her with it. This time she really fell asleep, leaning on his shoulder. Ukyo had no choice. No matter which carriage bench he moved to, Yanami would follow and sit next to him like a clingy rag doll.

So it’s better not to change Ukyo, and it seems to be fine to maintain the status quo.

Soon, he and Nick were the only ones left awake.

The Level 3 investigator was very alert and didn't feel completely safe inside the train. He said to Ukyo, "I've received professional training and can stay awake no matter what the situation. You should get some sleep, Mr. Ukyo. As the strongest fighter among us, you need to rest well."

"Okay." You Jing didn't refuse. "I'll rest, you keep watch. It's been about seven hours and three minutes now. You take over the countdown."

As soon as he said this, Nick immediately regretted it. He just wanted to keep watch. Timing and counting down were not his forte. Moreover, Nick didn't know what the point of counting down was. Whether they were trapped in the carriage for seven hours or seven days, they were still trapped. Things would not change at all because of the countdown.

But Ukyo just stared into his eyes. To be honest, although Nick was a third-level investigator, his attire was not serious at all. This guy had a very standard hairstyle, the yellow curly Bay style of a modern American singer who had just released his first album, but underneath this hairstyle was the face of a middle-aged man. The reason why Yanami thought the quarrel between Nick and Toby was so funny was largely due to his hairstyle.

But even in the face of this hairstyle that did not convey any sense of seriousness, Ukyo still stared at him straight, until Nick wanted to look away because of the intimidating gaze and agreed to help him time, then Ukyo closed his eyes.

..........

Everyone woke up almost at the same time.

The first thing Ukyo asked after waking up was, "What hour is it now?"

"15 hours and minutes, my friend," Nick said. "I don't know if my timing is accurate, but the error shouldn't be more than ten minutes."

"Okay." Youjing replied with a single word and then took over the timing task again.

It had been 15 hours since they entered this carriage, which meant that they had not eaten for more than 15 hours.

Arthur began to feel hungry, and he turned his gaze to Yanami, but Yanami protected her pocket tightly. It was obvious that she didn't want to share her only food with anyone other than Ukyo.

Everyone had nothing to do after opening their eyes.

"Everyone, let's kill some time." Arthur pulled a 16-sided dice from his pocket. "Let's compare the dice. Each person takes a round. The one with the lowest dice value will answer questions from the other four. There's no room for big adventures in this carriage, so our questions and answers will be based on truth."

"I want to play!" Yanami looked at Ukyo. "She's always wanted to find an opportunity to play Truth or Dare with Ukyo. She has a lot of curious questions for him, but it's usually hard to get everyone together at the club office. Even if they did, Ukyo might not play. But the situation is different right now. Everyone is bored, and even Ukyo is no exception. There's a high chance he'll join in the game."

"I'll join in." The second person to speak was Toby, who was also extremely bored.

"I'll come too." Nick nudged Ukyo with his arm, "Sir, don't be so serious. Come and play too."

"Okay." Youjing replied with one word. Everyone was already familiar with his thriftiness with words.

Youjing was not opposed to this kind of collective "small team building". He usually didn't play because he was very busy. Every day he arranged different supernatural books to read for himself. He didn't want to waste time on unnecessary things, but today was different. His schedule could not proceed as usual, and he was not a superman without emotions. Trapped in this train, he felt the same as everyone else.

"Then I'll roll first!" Arthur took the lead.

The number on a 16-sided dice is fixed at the maximum value of 16.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm afraid it's not my turn this time."

Going clockwise, it was Yanami's turn next. She took the dice and rolled a "1".

The happy little face turned completely dark.

Toby rolls a 2, Nick rolls a 12, and Ukyo rolls a 6.

According to the rules, the four of them will come up with a question to ask Yanami, and the other party cannot lie.

So the four men who didn't know each other very well gathered together, arm in arm.

"Comrade Ukyo, I'd really like to know where your girlfriend learned her kung fu." Ever since asking the offensive question earlier, Arthur's way of addressing Ukyo has changed from Mr. to Comrade. He has no problem calling him that because the United States is a multi-party country and he has a membership card for the Red Party in the United States. If Ukyo wants to see it, he can show it to the other party.

"Uh..." Nick said, "I'm actually more curious about how she can stay calm in such a terrifying situation, sing, and even laugh."

"I care more about whether she has a boyfriend..." Toby said suddenly.

As soon as these words came out, the other two stared at him at the same time. Before Youjing could react, they were the first to get angry.

"Don't you think it's offensive to ask this question in front of someone's boyfriend?"

"Toby, are you out of your mind?"

"We haven't been in this train for more than 24 hours, and you've gone crazy?"

Toby felt very wronged. Everyone had a preconceived notion that they were boyfriend and girlfriend, and "preconceived notions" were a big taboo in their line of work.

When Yanami suddenly rushed into his sight in the hospital, he admitted that he was a little moved, so he always paid attention to Yanami. He was different from the people here. He was married, so he was good at distinguishing between couples and lovers. The blue-haired girl and the cold-faced boy seemed to have a close relationship, but in fact, there was an invisible wall between them.

However, despite this, the proposal was immediately rejected the moment it came up.

Because no one wants to offend the most powerful unit here.

So everyone finally decided on the task: "Where did you learn Kung Fu?"

It seems that all foreigners are very concerned about this issue.

Yanai thought seriously for a moment, then threw up her hands helplessly and began to sing a soprano voice with some pride, "You just took a few days of lessons at the kendo gym, and you're so good at it? Why, don't you investigators have to take sword lessons?"

The three of them felt that they were being manipulated. The fun of the game of truth or dare is that the contestants cannot lie. What they wanted to hear was the martial arts notes that would make the weak female high school student stronger, not the Versailles of the weak female high school student.

However, Yanami really didn't lie. She really just took classes at the swordsmanship hall for a few days.

Youjing can help him verify this.

"Let's move on to the next question." Ukyo said, "Her swordsmanship teacher uses the Shinto style. If you really want to learn, you can go to Japan and find a Shinto style swordsman to be your disciple."

With Youjing speaking up to testify for him, the few people who wanted to ask further questions had to give up.

They couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but there was nothing they could do.

In the second round, Ukyo rolled the dice last.

The other three people were very embarrassed. They were a little hesitant to ask offensive questions because the head of the Kamaitachi Queen was still in the carriage. But the problem was that although they didn't dare to ask, they really wanted to listen, so they gave the right to ask questions to Yanami, hoping that they could ask some explosive topics by being close to this cold-faced killer.

"Cough!" Yanaijian coughed heavily.

There was a question that had been bothering her for a long time, but she had never dared to ask because she was afraid that after asking, she and Ukyo would no longer even be friends. But today they were trapped in the mixed and tangled demon world, and perhaps death would be their final destination. So at least before she died, Yanami wanted to get an answer.

"How did you meet the girl in the peaked cap in the picture? Is she really dead like you said before? Is the barrier that has always existed between us because of her?"

Although he was only allowed to ask one question, Yanami asked three at once.

The three of them couldn't help but widen their eyes. This question was indeed very interesting!

What middle-aged men love to hear most is the savior heroes reminiscing about the bad things in the past. It seems that every hero has a dead white moonlight in his heart. In many stories, it is the death of this white moonlight that allows the hero to complete his awakening. Judging from the question asked by Yanami, his white moonlight may be the key to his awakening.

But just as Peter Parker is reluctant to mention his Uncle Ben, Doctor Strange is reluctant to mention the dead Ancient One, and Iron Man rarely talks about Dr. Ethan.

If Youjing doesn't want to talk about that person, then everyone can just change the question with a smile. They are now "death friends" who are about to die together, so there is no need to make the atmosphere so awkward.

How could Ukyo not know what they were thinking?

"My 'guide' is not my white moonlight, which may disappoint you. As for the girl in the picture... I think using the white moonlight to describe her may not be very appropriate." Youjing said.

"In her novel 'Red Rose and White Rose,' Zhang Ailing described the 'white moonlight' as someone or something that is out of reach. That's the earliest origin of the term. Modern people's 'white moonlight' is usually someone they've secretly loved on campus for a long time. They only dared to watch them from afar, silently liking them for three years, never daring to approach them and talk to them. But... I have spoken to the girl in the photo, but we've known each other for far less than three years."

"As for our acquaintance...it's nothing special, we just ran into each other while waiting for the train."

"There's even less to talk about death. She's dead."

"As for the gap between us... I don't think there is any gap between us, Yanami, what do you mean by gap?"

Ukyo threw the question back.

Of course he knew that the gap Yanami was talking about was emotional.

But he bet that Yanami would never dare to admit that she liked him, so as long as he threw the question back, the topic would be immediately dropped.

The fact was just as Ukyo thought. Yana's face turned red but she couldn't say a simple statement like "It's an emotional gap."

Ukyo waited for her answer.

If she could bring it up, Ukyo wouldn't mind expanding on the subject.

But unfortunately, she just let it go.

So the game continues.

They didn't get to hear the explosive topic they wanted to hear. Ukyo's defense line was too strong, and they, who didn't even have a pistol, couldn't get in. Yana, who was leading the attack, surrendered when he saw his commander was still in the middle of the attack.

So the game continues.

At first, everyone was hesitant to offend each other, but after the topic was opened up, everyone had no taboos towards each other.

Ukyo was curious about how many demons from hell an older generation paranormal detective like Arthur had slain.

Arthur raised his hand and made a "1" gesture, saying that if the Jersey Devil was counted, there should be exactly 1000.

Ukyo didn't know how the 1000 was calculated. If the crow that once appeared in Ishifu High School could be counted as one, then he could also raise his hand and make a "1" and say that he had killed 10 crows.

This "truth talk" didn't end until I felt so hungry that my stomach hurt.