I was so afraid of society that I wore a cosplay

"Chuuya, you probably didn't eat before you came here." Chiki Kazumi smiled.

"Yeah." Because I had to rush over, I didn't pay attention to the time.

"That's great, please stay and have a meal before leaving."

"It happens to be noon and neither of us has eaten yet. I'm cooking, and Chuuya just wants to try out my cooking skills."

"what?!"

Cook! !

Zhongyuan Zhongya didn't know what he should complain about.

Does the leader know how to cook?

Or does the leader not only know how to cook, but also cook with his own hands?

No matter how you think about it, it’s wrong! !

I don’t want to put the label of virtuous on the leader!

Zhongyuan Zhongye, who was messy in the wind and his brain was in a mess, responded, "Oh, okay."

Seeing that the person agreed, the corners of Qianji and Mei's lips raised desperately, and the smile could no longer be suppressed, "I just went out before and bought a lot of things. You guys sit down first, and I will cook."

Nakahara Zhongya watched in confusion as the other party walked to a pile of bags, rummaged through them, and carried a few bags of vegetables into a small compartment.

I was thinking in a daze: Isn’t this a hotel?

Why bring a kitchen even if you bring your own sofa and wardrobe? ? ?

Could it be that the other party specifically asked to move in? !

No, no, no, normal people wouldn't ask for this.

The image of the enigmatic leader in Zhongyuan Zhongya's mind gradually shattered into pieces.

……

Hey, I didn't expect the little dwarf to break into the enemy so quickly.

And the fact that Dr. Mori can cook also refreshed his image of Ogai Mori.

After all, he was a doctor who used to run a private clinic with his young daughter, so it was reasonable to know how to cook.

Although he has never seen him do it.

Just laugh at him about it next time.

In a happy mood, Dazai Osamu entered the detective agency humming his love song.

"Mina-san, I'm back~"

"Welcome back, Mr. Dazai!" Atsushi Nakajima is always the first to respond.

"Ah, Mr. Dazai is back."

"Welcome back."

After everyone said this, Kunikida Doppo responded angrily, "It's too slow to come back, Dazai."

"Hey, hey, I got it, I got it." Dazai Osamu said nonchalantly, slumped on the sofa and sighed, "I'm so tired."

"Didn't I say you were going to see the cat? Why are you tired?" Seeing his half-dead look, Kunikida pushed up his glasses and scolded him.

"Is it true that cats hate dogs?"

"What, what, is that me you are talking about!?" Dazai Osamu exclaimed exaggeratedly, wiping away non-existent tears, "It's obviously me, the most beautiful man in the detective agency, who is loved by everyone, but cats are attracted by cats. , the dog will rush to my feet as soon as he sees it!"

"Kunikida said that because he was jealous of me." He had a look of realization on his face, and he really wanted to be beaten.

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Dazai Osamu hummed twice and turned his eyes to Ranpo Maomao, who was drinking Bozi soda.

"Master Detective, do you see anything?"

Edogawa nodded wildly, "You scared the cat to tears. The master hates you very much."

"Dazai, you've been blacklisted."

The corners of Dazai Osamu's lips froze, and then he said depressedly: "That's not what I want to hear."

"It doesn't matter anything else." Edogawa Ranpo thought for a moment, and then said: "It's not dangerous anyway, and they don't want to stay here."

"But aren't you curious? The gap is too big." Dazai Osamu encouraged.

The green-eyed cat refused decisively, "No, I'm not interested in other people's affairs."

These words came from the mouth of a famous detective who could see through the truth at a glance, and Osamu Dazai seemed to have little credibility.

Since Edogawa Ranpo chose to let it go, it means that the other party is really not dangerous.

But that was Zhongyuan Zhongya.

Wouldn't it still be Chuuya Nakahara without Aruba's vomiting and dirty safety devices?

Just being curious about this was enough for Osamu Dazai to continue testing.

He is really curious.

That Nakahara Chuuya...

Is there really a mental problem, or is it simply a fake.