The main Hokage man will only hinder my speed in making hand seals

Both parties were very calm, but the people from the detective agency looked shocked.

Nakajima Atsushi stepped forward and tried to change the subject: "Um... fighting and killing are not good."

He looked at Dazai for help: "Mr. Dazai, please try to persuade Mr. Dazai, eh? That's not right..."

Nakajima Atsushi was confused. Oh, right, why are there two Mr. Dazai? Is there no one to explain it?

Kunikida rubbed his brows and said, "Forget it, don't worry about it for now. There will be big trouble soon. Let's do both together."

I don’t have time to play the Find the Difference game now, as the Hong Kong gangs and groups may call me at any time.

The most important thing at the moment is how to resolve the crisis of the detective agency and repel the two hostile organizations.

"Eh—ah—" A familiar voice came from somewhere in the sky.

Dazai retreated several steps very skillfully. He knew who was coming without even thinking.

Haruka also planned to move away, but saw Dazai Osamu standing there motionless.

A black object wrapped in red light was approaching rapidly in the sky, and its expected landing point was very obvious.

"..." A barely audible sigh disappeared in the wind.

Haruka still stood in front of Dazai Osamu and used his arms to block the attack for him.

The blast generated by the impact blew Nakajima Atsushi away, but fortunately Randoshiro caught him in time.

"Main hall!" There was a hint of ferocity in Yamaubakiri's eyes.

Nakahara Chuuya retracted his foot, jumped back, and landed on the open ground.

"I hate people like you the most!" Rando Shiro was just about to step forward and use the real sword to kill Chuuya.

Yamaubakiri also drew his knife, with a cold face: "Those who are disrespectful, be prepared to pay the price!"

"Qiguo, Luan, stop." Qinghe called them to stop.

"……Yes."

Even though Yamaubakiri and Randoshiro were unwilling, they would not disobey Haruka's orders. They could only put away their swords and glare at Chuuya from the side.

Chuuya looked at the man who easily caught his attack and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's so capable, the new helper of the detective agency?"

"He's a passerby." Qinghe replied.

She patted her sleeves and complained to Dazai: "So, can't you just disappear by yourself?"

Couldn't he just ascend to heaven on the spot like a soul that suddenly experiences enlightenment?

If necessary, she would kill him herself, and then he would be satisfied?

"It's a bit difficult. I still have a last wish to fulfill." Dazai pretended to be distressed: "People who die with their eyes open cannot become Buddhas."

"Wow, I have to help you make your dream come true?" Qinghe thought, should I just kill him?

Dazai Osamu knew that she had already agreed.

He softened his voice and said, "It's just a trivial wish. Miss, please agree to it one last time."

"Tell me what it is first." Qinghe was very cautious.

What if he made an impossible wish in an attempt to gain eternal life?

She doesn't want to keep a clone for the rest of her life.

"Guess this?" Dazai Osamu covered her ears with his hands: "No cheating."

The young lady's hearing is amazing, she seems to be able to sense emotions. When Dazai Osamu wanted to hide things from her in the past, he had to hide his feelings.

"...Can I refuse?" Qinghe doesn't want to change his job to become Santa Claus for the time being.

"No~" Dazai Osamu stretched out his little finger and hooked it with hers: "Then it's a deal."

Veins on Chuuya's forehead were popping out from being ignored. What was going on with this infuriating double feeling of unpleasantness?

"Tiemie! Have you guys had enough chatting?" The enemy has come to your door, show some respect to your opponent!

Chuuya observed Dazai Osamu, then sneered contemptuously: "You have come to your senses after straying? Humph, don't think that changing clothes can offset your betrayal."

"And you." Chuuya looked at Haruka, and he remembered where he had seen this face.

Isn’t this the “Mori Akira” that Dazai was investigating before?

Chuuya was very suspicious: "Hey, you didn't defect with this guy, did you?"

"I followed the normal resignation process." Qinghe refused to take the blame.

She pointed behind Chuuya and said, "Also, the opponent of Hong Kong Black is over there."

Of course Chuuya knew that the members of the detective agency were right behind him. He turned around and looked, and was stunned.

Huh? There's another Dazai?

"That's it." Qinghe was very satisfied that he could figure out the target: "We have no intention of getting involved in the feud between the detective agency and the Hong Kong underworld."

She called out to Yamaubakiri and Rantoshiro on the other side: "It's time to go back."

Randoshiro straightened Nakajima Atsushi and said, "We'll go first then."

Nakajima Atsushi stared blankly at his palm. Eh? Flat?

"You're not a girl?!" Nakajima Atsushi's worldview was shocked.

Rantoshiro smoothed the hem of her skirt: "? Sword man, sword man, of course I am a man."

Chuuya was a little hesitant and was wondering whether he should keep everyone behind.

After all, you can't just let go of someone who might be an enemy based on the other party's one-sided statement, right?

Although he is not here to destroy the detective agency this time, allowing them to come and go freely does not seem to be in line with the style of Hong Kong gangs.

"Hey……"

"Master-the-Judge-of-Gods!"

The shrill cries completely drowned out Chuuya's voice.

A furry creature as big as a puppy was on the ground, screaming and running towards Qinghe.

Because of his special circumstances, Kitsunesuke usually stays in the Honmaru, but today he actually ran to the street for the first time. It seems that something serious has happened.

Haruka still remembers how Kitsunesuke broke Tsurumaru's spine with a headbutt, and she was quick to grab him by the scruff of the neck.

Without waiting for any inquiries, Kitsunesuke explained the whole story in a concise manner: "The law enforcement team came to our door, along with the previous Shinsengumi!"

"They are trying to wipe out Honmaru. The barrier has been opened by them. Your Highness Mikazuki and the others can't hold on any longer!"

Kitsunesuke was shaking as he tried to stay calm: "Not only the law enforcement team, but also... there are also higher gods."

Now everyone in the cafe has gone back to fight, but it is obvious that lesser gods like Touken Tsukumogami are no match for the higher gods.

Tears could not be controlled and Kitsunesuke held on to his last hope and looked at Haruka beggingly: "Master, please save them."

Kitsunesuke is usually very clean, but now his fur is covered with dust and blood.

Its right front paw was curled up unnaturally, and its bloody footprints were left all along the road.

"Don't be afraid, nothing will happen." Haruka held Kitsunesuke's injured front paw and used spiritual power to heal its wound.

Yamaubakiri glanced at Rantoshiro and said, "Ran, don't tremble."

“No…” Rantoshiro silently clenched the hilt of the knife, his body shaking uncontrollably: “I’m just too excited!”

His only regret was that he hadn't been able to put an end to that scum himself.

It doesn't matter even if he dies. Before that, he will personally send that scumbag to hell.

"Let's go?" Haruka asked Dazai Osamu for his opinion.

Dazai Osamu nodded in agreement. He smiled faintly and said, "Young lady, you are becoming more and more humane."

Unlike before, only when he died did she shed a few tears like a normal person.

Haruka nodded to Dazai, Chuuya and the others, then took Yamaubakiri and the others away and rushed back to Honmaru.

Chuuya nodded in response subconsciously.

It sounds like a big crisis has happened over there, so let's not stop them.

Nakajima Atsushi is now almost panic-stricken and at a loss. He is worried about the future of the detective agency and also about Rantoshiro and the others.

He looked to Dazai, seeking some reassurance.

Dazai was staring at the empty space ahead of him expressionlessly.

"Mr. Dazai?" Nakajima Atsushi suddenly became uncertain.

He wanted to take back his previous judgment on the difference between the two Mr. Dazai.

They really look alike, no, almost the same person.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Atsushi-kun?" Dazai retracted his gaze and then raised a smile.

He put his arm around Nakajima Atsushi's shoulders and praised himself shamelessly: "Hehe, don't worry, the most reliable man in the detective agency is back."

Forget it, the present matter is more important.