Jiang Chuan Shang listened boredly without making any comment.

"Ahem," Dazai cleared his throat, his tone became cheerful, and he started to talk about business.

"Here's the thing, Tomie-san. Didn't you help take care of Ranpo yesterday? As a thank you, the president would like to invite you to the Armed Detective Agency. Do you have time?"

"Ah, although I don't think that Tomie-san~you are the kind of person who would be so kind as to help others, I am still looking forward to your coming. Come on, come on~, come and take a look at my workplace~"

After talking in a sweet and sweet way, Dazai Osamu put down the phone next to his ear and handed it to the president standing next to him. His face had calmed down and there was no trace of the coquettishness he had just shown. He switched between the two roles very smoothly.

Fukuzawa Yukichi took it with a complicated expression.

At this point, with the evidence before him, he had no choice but to believe that what Dazai Osamu said about love was true, and it couldn't be truer.

This was the first time he saw this extremely decadent young man having such a positive and energetic side. It was as if he wanted to pass all his enthusiasm to the man on the other end of the phone, vowing to warm him up. The contrast was too great and too clear.

But if the target is that handsome young man, there seems to be no objection.

Fukuzawa Yukichi's mind was even more complicated. He looked at the phone in front of him, which showed that it was on a call, with a serious face, as if he was facing a huge problem.

At this time, a clear and elegant laughter was heard on the phone, which sounded extremely charming to the ears.

"Haha~, of course I'm not that kind of person, but I've seen what I wanted."

Dazai Osamu turned his head and suddenly looked at a great detective who was eating snacks. His face was neither smiling nor laughing, and he just glared at him.

Edogawa Ranpo sat there calmly, allowing him to stare at him.

He actually knew what Dazai Osamu's eyes meant. He was warning him not to have any rash thoughts, such as falling in love with Kawakami Tomie.

But can he get this by warning? Whoever Kawakami Tomie chooses will get his favor.

So the warning was of no use to him, and Edogawa Ranpo just ate even more happily.

Chew, chew, chew...

Mmmm, daifuku is so delicious!

Faced with Edogawa Ranpo's stubborn resistance, Dazai Osamu twitched his lips speechlessly, crossed his arms across his chest, turned his head to the side, and snorted coldly and arrogantly.

Here, the white-haired president Fukuzawa Yukichi finally spoke, his voice was very calm and restrained.

"Mr. Kawakami, I am very grateful for your help in taking care of Ranpo. I am sorry for the trouble. So I sincerely invite you to visit the Armed Detective Agency and discuss the matter from last time."

Not surprisingly, Fukuzawa Yukichi was also coldly rejected by Ekawakami.

"No, I won't see any visitors. Please, President, control your members and don't let them run around."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

"..."

Fukuzawa Yukichi lowered his head and pondered the meaning of the previous sentence. The only person he could think of who would be restrained was Dazai Osamu.

He had also heard about the fact that Dazai Osamu had gone to meet and date Tomie Kawakami many times. It was normal for young lovers to be clingy with each other, but being clingy on one side could easily make people annoyed.

Kawakami Tomie's subtext should be about this matter, that Ranpo's situation only happened once and it was not serious.

After that, Fukuzawa Yukichi handed the phone back to Dazai Osamu, straightened his clothes, and slowly spoke.

"Dazai-kun, don't go looking for Mr. Kawakami in the next few days. Just stay at the detective agency and work. The detective agency still needs you."

"Ah? Why?!" Dazai Osamu immediately protested with his hands on his hips, muttering in dissatisfaction, "Work is not as important as meeting Tomie-san. It's so boring. I don't want it!"

"I've never heard you say this since I entered the water. Woohoo, you're too biased. Only Tomie-san's embrace can warm me. I'm going to find Tomie-san now..."

As he spoke, Dazai Osamu pretended to move, but did not. He just opened and closed the phone in his hand repeatedly.

Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at him quietly, his eyes calm and firm.

It means there is no room for maneuver.

Dazai Osamu looked at him and understood what he was saying. He was completely defeated and refused to fight back.

However, he did not choose to make a big fuss. Instead, he pursed his lips in grievance, glanced at Fukuzawa Yukichi resentfully, and returned to his desk obediently.

After returning to his seat, Dazai Osamu's expression immediately changed, becoming a sneaky look. He quickly gathered all the things around him to cover himself, then took out his mobile phone and opened the text message exchange page with Kawakami Tomie.

He wants to be bombarded with information.

When Jiang Chuan Shang took his phone upstairs to charge it, he saw the screen continuously light up.

Bandage wasting device: [Tomie-san~, why didn't you let me find you? Don't you want me anymore? (tears in eyes)(crying)]

Bandage Waste Device: [I miss you so much, I dreamed about you last night~ (Kiss)]

Bandage wasting device: [(rolling around) This job is so boring, the river is frozen, I have read all the suicide manuals, but I still can't find a method that suits us to commit suicide, it's too difficult (spreading hands innocently), Tomie-san~]

Bandage Waste Device: [So boring! I miss you so much! Tomie-san~ What are you doing? Can you tell me? (Starry eyes)]

……

Bandage Waste Device: [I skipped work again and came to see you~, are you home now?]

Jiang Chuan Shang then typed a reply: [You are not allowed to come.]

After thinking about it, Jiang Chuan Shang clicked on the screen again and changed the name to "Clingy".

It seemed that he was always looking at his phone, and messages came immediately.

Clingy: [Why? You haven't answered me why you didn't let me go find you. Woohoo, I'm so sad, Tomie-san. I thought you had softened your attitude, but it turns out you were just stalling me. I'm really going to be angry~]

Clingy: [Where is he? Why don’t you reply to my message?]

Clingy: [If you don’t reply, I will really go find you. I’ve already stepped halfway out of the detective agency.]

Dazai Osamu did take half a step out, but was pushed back by Kunikida Doppo who was passing by. He could only hold his phone pitifully, waiting for the other party to reply.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe one minute, maybe two minutes, or maybe five minutes, but a message finally came from the other side.

Dear Tomie: [I will block you if you keep arguing.]

Dazai Osamu: ...

Still cold and heartless, my Tomie-san~

Rubbing his cheek, Dazai Osamu returned to his seat dejectedly, put his face on the table, and just sighed.

"Hey--"

"Hey--"

One after another, they began to harass everyone in the office.

Nakajima Atsushi's eyebrows jumped, and even if he covered his ears, he couldn't ignore his sigh. He turned his head and looked at Dazai Osamu, and spoke sincerely.

"Mr. Dazai, if you feel bored, then go to sleep. Sleeping won't make so much noise."

"……snort."

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