I teach kendo in Tokyo

Seeing Kazuma nodding, a bright magic circle appeared under Tamamo's feet.

Just as Kazuma was trying to identify the details of the magic circle, the scene changed and turned directly into the first person.

From the first-person perspective, Kazuma watched the woman in front of him being choked and struggling.

The hand strangling the neck naturally belongs to the owner of the perspective.

The owner of the perspective spoke: "You said you liked the pastoral life! We just came back from Tokyo!"

The voice sounded familiar to Ma.

Although there are some differences in the intonation, there is no doubt that this is Mukai Eita's voice.

The difference in tone may be because Mukai is still young at this time, or it may be because he is still himself at this time.

Choking a woman to death from the first-person perspective made Kazuma feel uncomfortable, so he silently recited what he wanted to say to Tamamo in his mind, hoping that this would convey his meaning: "Does it have to be from the first-person perspective? No. An edit mode or something? The kind that can be cut through by pressing the TAB key?"

The next moment, he became a bystander, standing next to the man who committed the crime and watching everything.

But the face of the man who committed the crime was blurred, as if there were more than ten layers of mosaic.

In addition, there is only a rough outline of the man's figure, as if the game has a bug and has not completed loading all the textures.

The same goes for women, only the side facing the man is more complete, and it looks "hollow" when viewed from the side.

As for the details of the scene, it is even more terrible, and it can only barely make people feel that this is a certain room.

Tamamo appeared next to Kazuma in a human form: "The retrieved memories are very trivial and very incomplete. Human memories are actually stored in two parts, one part is what the surface consciousness notices, and the other part is what the surface consciousness does not notice. Being thrown into the ocean of subconsciousness.

“But Mukai’s consciousness has been turned into a mess, and the contents placed in his subconscious cannot be saved at all. We can only save the fragments that left a deep impression on the surface consciousness.

"The best effect can be obtained by presenting it in the first person. Now, in the third person, it becomes like this."

Kazuma: "Thank you for the explanation, but I think this is not bad. Can you start from the beginning?"

"sure."

After Tamamo finished speaking, the whole scene changed back to its original state.

The faceless man pinched the woman's neck and pushed her down on the table: "You said you liked the pastoral life! We just came back from Tokyo!"

Sure enough, it was Eita Mukai.

"I gave up the opportunity to work in Tokyo, my pursuits and dreams, just because you said you liked the pastoral life! Now you miss Tokyo again, and the busy Shibuya!

"You said we could go back together.

"But have you ever thought about it! Until now, my resume has only been the village chief of a remote place! After I return to Tokyo, which big company will want me, who is over thirty, and my resume is only the village chief? man?"

He Ma was speechless.

In this era, Japanese companies basically adopted a lifelong employment system. Regular employees would not be fired as long as they did not make any earth-shattering mistakes.

Because of this, companies tend to recruit experienced or young people. It is basically impossible for older unemployed people without relevant experience to become "official members."

By the way, in Japan in this era, "official club members" mean a stable life security in this life, so many female celebrities like to find "official club members" to get married for stability.

To put it simply, Mukai Eita's wife said that she wanted to live an idyllic life, so Mukai Eita gave up everything in Tokyo and returned to her hometown. However, after a few years, she got tired of staying in the countryside and wanted to run away again. go back.

But Eita Mukai, who is over 30 years old, has lost the courage to start over in Tokyo.

Kazuma is also a person who once lived to be thirty years old. Although he traveled through time not long after his thirtieth birthday, he understands Eita Mukai quite well.

Put yourself in his shoes, if he was thirty years old in his previous life, and he was suddenly asked to stop working in sales and find another way out, and start over in a new industry, he might not have the courage.

Many times, life is not about "living like this for thirty years until the building collapses".

Kazuma looked at Mukai Eita with sympathy. After watching him strangle his wife to death, he sat down at the table and cried in his arms.

His wife was lying on the table behind him, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Eita Mukai: "My mother was actually looking at you too. When you ran away, she was obviously watching! You always get the kindness of people around you, just because you are good-looking, just because you have a sweet smile.

"You must be thinking that after returning to Tokyo, this smile will allow you to have everything again, right?

"You want to use these dimples to confuse those men, right? For example, that senior who was obsessed with you! Or that junior on the baseball team! He has boarded 27 times this year and won 20 games. Next year, his salary may exceed 100 million!"

Kazuma couldn't help but complain: "You remember it very clearly."

Of course Eita Mukai couldn't hear Kazuma's complaints. He stood up hysterically again, took some prop from the side, and then poked it at the dead woman's face: "This is the dimple! You are going to use this dimple." Is it right to seduce men?

"It's this dimple that confuses me!"

Although the picture in front of him looked full of flaws because "the texture could not be loaded", the sound of "plop, plop" still sent shivers down Kazuma's spine.

Tamamo: "Speaking of which, the girls in our dojo all have beautiful dimples when they smile."

Kazuma: "Let me make it clear first that I don't have that kind of fetish. It's just that the girls who happen to enter the dojo have dimples."

"Eh~ Really?"

"Really."

Here, Eita Mukai has fallen into madness, and his laughter has become more and more hysterical.

Suddenly, he stopped smiling.

Kazuma looked at him confused.

Tamamo: "About this time, the ripples left in the Dirac Sea found him."

"It's so troublesome to call someone with such a long name. Wouldn't it be easier to just call him evil spirit?" Kazuma complained hurriedly.

"It is my mission to explain supernatural phenomena in a scientific way."

Kazuma: "But you are not scientific either. Who knows what the Dirac Sea is..."

Tamamo didn't answer and just put down a memory.

It's still an incomplete scene, but for some reason a photo on the table is "completely loaded".

Obviously the owner of the memory did not focus on the photo.

Tamamo anticipated Kazuma's question in advance and answered directly: "Sometimes it happens like this. When this happens, it often means that it is something that the owner of the memory attaches special importance to."

Kazuma glanced at the girl in the photo.

She does have a nice smile, and her dimples are unusually sweet.

This should be Mrs. Mukai.

Eita Mukai is doing carpentry work under the gaze of Mrs. Mukai in the photo, and it seems that he is renovating the room.

But it’s still unclear what it will be transformed into.

Tamamo: “I don’t know when this memory occurred, but it was probably shortly after my wife’s death.”

Before Kazuma could nod to show that he understood, the scene changed again.

What hasn’t changed is the photo.

Eita Mukai put many rats from nowhere into cages in front of the photo.

Kazuma realized he was raising vector animals that spread the bacteria.

The scene then changed rapidly. Eita Mukai threw more and more physically unpleasant things into cages or culture tanks.

Kazuma finally couldn't stand it anymore.

——It’s disgusting that you actually keep cockroaches.

"Can't you mosaic the things he raises?"

Tamamo: "What is mosaic?"

Hey, isn’t there such a saying in this era?

"It's just like putting a layer of fog on it so I can't see those squirming things."

"sure."

After Mosaic appeared, Kazuma breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time the picture changed again.

There were no photos this time, so Kazuma concluded that the memory took place outdoors.

In front of Eita Mukai, stood a guy with the height of a senior elementary school student and a head full of white hair.

It's Kentaro.

"You can actually understand human speech." Eita Mukai squatted down, looked at Kentaro and said, "Are you the descendant of the legendary mountain god? Didn't the artificial god experiment completely fail? Could it be that the data was destroyed? "

It seems that the ripples of the Dirac Sea once took the initiative to understand what happened here in the past.

Eita Mukai stretched out his hand to the white-haired boy: "Let me ask you, do you want to take revenge on those treacherous humans?"

The white-haired boy was silent and obviously very wary.

Eita Mukai continued: "Look at those human beings. They have obviously committed such unforgivable sins, but they live a peaceful life of singing and dancing without being judged at all! Don't you want to burn their world to ashes?"

The white-haired boy hesitated for a moment, but nodded.

"Then come and help me."

At this time, the white-haired boy said: "But I can only go south for a certain period of time every year. If I stay too long, the mountain god will go crazy out of boredom."

--Um?

While Kazuma was surprised, Mukai Eita was also surprised: "Does the Mountain God... actually exist?"

"It exists."

"Hmph, it doesn't matter. If you can only go south for a period of time every year, please help me do what you can. The nearby villages will have tourists coming to soak in hot springs every summer. In order to facilitate the introduction of bacteria into the human world, it will be necessary in the future Expand the scale of tourism and increase the number of tourists.

"The tourists running all over the mountain may come to my secret base by mistake. Then I will trouble you to lure them away without leaving a trace, or simply deal with them.

"Listen, as long as you complete the task I gave you, we can set off a great plague in the entire world, and even create a horrific epidemic like the Black Death!"

Kazuma thought to himself that modern human medicine has made so much progress, and if you want to create a pandemic like the Black Death, you will probably not be able to rely on bacteria.

Biological weapons have long since entered the era of viruses, and bacteria are obsolete.

However, isn't it the consistent style of the old Japanese army to try to win with outdated weapons?

In 1943, the Japanese were very complacent, thinking that with new aircraft and new aircraft carriers, they would be able to compete with the Americans on a par. Who knew that the Americans had already relied on the best air radar at the time, and established a system that was a generation ahead of the Japanese? fleet air defense system.

The reason why that battle turned into a Mariana Turkey Hunting Competition was not only because of the skill gap between the pilots of the two sides, but also because the Americans immediately took off several times the number of fighter jets as many as the Japanese fleet after their radar detected them, and also relied on radar guidance. Occupying a superior position, he also took the lead in the attack.

Just as Kazuma was complaining in his heart, the scene changed again.

The white-haired boy reported: "I have used the method of pretending to be a ghost to scare away the tourists approaching here."

"Okay, very well done! Did you show your face directly? Yes? Oh, remember, remember not to show up directly next time, maybe it will attract curious paranormal enthusiasts."

White-haired boy: "What is a paranormal enthusiast?"

"It's just a group of scary guys who want to capture guys like you and slice them up for study."

Tamamo: "This is slander!"

Kazuma wanted to laugh.

The white-haired boy: "Supernatural enthusiasts are so disgusting! How about I just kill them when I encounter them?"

"You can kill, but remember, you can't use your claws. That will leave a flat cut and attract a kind of bad guy called the police. You can find a cliff, lure them over, and then push them down the cliff. .”

Kazuma had a hunch that this was how Watanabe-kun and Oda-kun died.

But the puzzle is not complete, and it cannot explain why Mr. Watanabe came back from the Lord with a solemn expression.

Moreover, during the time when Watanabe-kun and Oda-kun disappeared, a large number of mountain people went into the mountain to search—wait a minute, that search was organized and implemented by Eita Mukai and directed the entire process.

The scene changed again. The white-haired boy looked frightened. He shouted to Mukai: "They used something that would emit a violent flash of light to aim at me! The mountain god said that when you encounter a tube-shaped object that emits a strong flash of light, You must run quickly!”

Kazuma frowned.

He felt that the white-haired boy was probably targeted by a camera, and the flash was caused by a flash.

And what Shantaro was talking about was probably the iron cannon.

Tamamo burst out laughing: "Although it's not the first time I've watched this, it's still funny! There should still be scars on Shantaro's butt from being hit by a Kokubō barrel! He actually teaches this child so seriously These, I’m afraid if I wasn’t sleeping now, I would still dream of being bombed by the collapse of the country from time to time.”

Shantaro's majesty is gone.

"Have you never been hit with a firearm?" Kazuma asked.

"I spend most of my time in Kyoto. I have basically never encountered the big scenes of the Warring States Period - ah, I went to watch the fire at Honnoji Temple. In fact, Akechi Mitsuhide was not there in person that night."

"Good guy, you directly overturned a generally accepted historical fact of Japanese history?"

"I am a person who has experienced it, so of course it is up to me. But the historians probably won't admit this."

"I think if you turned into a big fox the size of a Maus tank in front of them, they would definitely believe it."

Tamamo laughed: "Okay, let's watch the illusion and see the illusion."

Kazuma continued to focus on the illusion, but at this time he had missed a large section of the content. Fortunately, Tamamo was very considerate in "rewinding" the scene.

Mukai said seriously: "You were caught on camera! It's an evil weapon that can leave people's souls in pictures. You have to steal that thing! Go tonight! And you can't let more people see it. your turn!

"Otherwise, when those humans complete the ritual in the 'darkroom', your soul will be taken away and sealed in the painting! From now on, you will only be able to let them play with you in the painting, trying to paint you black. Just paint it black!"

The white-haired boy Kentaro felt like he was facing a formidable enemy: "It's so scary! I'm going to steal that evil thing tonight!"

"We have to go tonight! There is no place on the hot spring street where you can rinse or perform rituals. You have to go to the town." Eita Mukai confirmed, "Can you find them?"

Kentaro: "Yes, I can just smell it and go there."

Will humans who are dumbfounded by horses and raised by dogs or wolves have a keener sense of smell? Forget it, don't worry about it, half-demon is not scientific in the first place.

Because the illusion was all Mukai Eita's memory, Kazuma didn't see the scene where the white-haired boy went to steal things. He didn't even see the aftermath of the theft. As soon as the next scene started, Kentaro asked worriedly: " Those people went into the mountains again, and I think they came to find me."

Eita Mukai said coldly: "Then kill them. I taught you how to do it."

"Is this... really good? They didn't get close to your secret base last time. I was just accidentally noticed during surveillance... This time they also..." Kentaro looked hesitant.

"They firmly believe that they have seen you, so they will keep looking for you. That group of people is so difficult to deal with. After all, they are a group of fanatics who keep going into the mountains for inexplicable things like hammer snakes."

Eita Mukai said while reaching out and holding Kentaro's shoulders.

"Don't sympathize with them. They are human beings and despicable traitors. Think of the terrible things they did to you! Go kill them!"

Kentaro nodded.

Kazuma: "It seems that this is the reason for Watanabe-kun's death."

Tamamo looked at Kazuma's face and asked seriously: "Do you want to punish Kentaro? Future detective-san."

"of course yes."

"But you can't find enough evidence to file a lawsuit. In fact, if you say that a child with white hair who was raised by wolves in the mountains is a murderer, others will suspect that you have a mental problem."

Kazuma was speechless: "Indeed. Then we can only let it go first. The mastermind has been killed this time, which should be able to comfort Mr. Watanabe's spirit in heaven."

Tamamo: "But how are you going to explain it to Akanishi-san?"

Kazuma was silent.

The truth this time may be buried forever.

Tamamo: "The next is the last memory."

Kazuma: "Let it go."

As he finished speaking, the scene changed, and Kentaro looked extremely embarrassed.

"This time the enemy is a monster! My breath elimination technique has been cracked!"

Kazuma turned to look at Tamamo.

Tamamo shrugged: "If you get too close to me, weak magic and magic will be destroyed. And I can't feel this kind of thing at all. When you turn over in bed at night, you crush a mosquito to death, will you feel it? ?”

Good guy, I'm just good guy.

Eita Mukai shouted angrily: "You loser, I just asked you to monitor and see what Kiryu and Malai are doing. Can't they do this kind of thing? Is this what the descendants of the mountain god are capable of? No wonder the project was shut down back then. cancelled!"

"There is a big monster over there who is of the same level as Yamagami-sama!" Kentaro argued.

Eita Mukai calmed down: "Are you sure?"

"I am sure!"

"It's not good...it seems we have to..."

The two figures in the scene were still.

Tamamo: "These are all the memories that were dug up. I tried my best to dig up things related to this incident, but I only found so much."

Kazuma patted her on the shoulder: "That's enough. You did a good job. You did a good job. Now the context of the whole thing is almost clear. Let me restore it:

"Actually, before asking Grandma Noda, it is very likely that Watanabe-kun witnessed Kentaro who neglected to take precautions and took photos.

“But there was no darkroom in this hot spring town, and the film had to be developed in a town far away, so they were not able to confirm what was actually captured on the film, only the memory of that glimpse.

“At this time it is very likely that everyone feels that they have seen it wrong, including themselves.

"However, the camera was stolen that night, which made Mr. Watanabe suspicious. Then there was Grandma Noda's account. What Grandma Noda saw should be the scene where the staff of the Artificial God Project dressed up as demon foxes and caught children at night, but Watanabe-kun thought that Grandma Noda saw the same thing as he saw.

"So Watanabe-kun went to ask the god, and he probably got the conclusion from the god that there might be some unusual facilities nearby."

Tamamo: "Kami's narration is completely consistent with the timeline of historical development. Watanabe and Oda are both students at Meiji University. They are top academics like us. They can easily deduce that there may be old Japanese military research facilities nearby. in conclusion."

Kazuma took up the conversation again: "Meiji University is not as left-wing as Tokyo University because its students are either rich or noble, but after all, it has also experienced the climax of the student movement. They may think that they have seized an opportunity to expose the crimes of the old Japanese army." .

"The next day they excitedly entered the mountain, but were lured to the edge of a cliff and thrown off. One died and the other was in a vegetative state.

"The most direct way to prove our guess is to ask Miss Akanishi if Watanabe-kun lost his camera last year."

Kazuma looked at Tamamo: "Is there any way you can ask Miss Akanishi directly through the dream?"

"Yes, yes, but this is harmful to souls that are not strong enough. Are you sure you want to hurt Miss Akanishi?" Tamamo asked.

Kazuma felt that her question was just a formality, and she already had the expected answer in her mind.

It's not like Kazuma ruined her expectations.

"No, I will not harm innocent girls. No matter physically or mentally."

Tamamo smiled.

"Then, let's ask clearly when we wake up tomorrow morning. Although sleeping while dreaming can also rest your brain, you still need to sleep a little deeper. Good night."

After saying that, Tamamo took a step forward and kissed Kazuma gently on the cheek.

"Just the cheek?" Kazuma asked, "It's just in a dream anyway, if I don't do something more..."

"You must have had a similar experience. You were holding your urine in a dream and you were so panicked that you couldn't pull it out even when you found the toilet. Finally, you forced it out, and the result..."

Kazuma: "I have no such experience."

Tamamo looked at Kazuma with a smile: "Then it seems you have to experience it for yourself."

"No, I understand what you mean, good night." Kazuma said.