The number one heartbreaker in Hong Kong and black

All fairy tales begin a long, long time ago.

So, this story is no exception.

The narration says this: In far away Rome, there lived such a happy prince, who was once a statue made of gold and precious stones.His eyes are decorated with two dazzling amethysts, and the sword in his hand is inlaid with obsidian the size of pebbles. Everyone can't take their eyes off him, because he is so dazzling and worthy of admiration.

He overlooked his kingdom, carefree all day long.

But he gave the purple gem to his people, and the obsidian to the trusted knight, and he gave it all away.

As a result, he lost the color of his body, and those who got it gradually forgot about him, and his sculpted body was gradually covered with cobwebs, and no one remembered such a happy boy, not even anyone The groomed fountains are frozen, for the harsh winter has come mercilessly.

Those who sold the gems hurried past his feet, and the wheels of the carriage rattled, trampling mercilessly on the land he once ruled.

Cracks gradually appeared in his jeweled heart, and something shattered with a crash.

Day after day, the severe winter became more severe, and the asphalt road was gradually covered with snow, and the knight who took the obsidian inlaid on his sword hilt returned, and asked, "Can I take your sword?" A heart? It's a ruby, I need it very much."

At last the happy prince of Rome burst into tears, and drop by drop fell on the frozen fountain, and the lukewarm liquid cooled completely.

Because he was a sculpture, he couldn't refuse, so he let the knight take his heart, and since then he lost the last color he could have.

In the howling of the cold wind, his empty chest let out the mournful cry of the north wind, like a strange cracking sound.

He stood alone in the middle of the square, seeing nothing, hearing nothing, not even a heart.

But at this time, he got a precious opportunity.

So, he made a wish: "I hope to have a heart again, but it no longer shines like a gem. I hope it is made of lead, so that no one will try to get it."

The Holy Grail granted his wish.

It was at this time that Ryosuke Araki entered Edgar Allan Poe's book. He obviously got a heart made of lead stone, but tears kept sliding down his cheeks.Those pretentious indifference and indifference were completely torn away, and he just wept silently as a forgotten sculpture.

Everything that could be taken from him was gone.

At this moment, he felt a hand gently on his cheek, he was surprised to see what happened, but he had lost his eyes made of gems, and even if he listened, he could only listen to it. The silence, the heart made of lead completely blocked all his perception.

"—"

Those noisy voices suddenly poured into Araki Ryosuke's ears, as if the gurgling streams converged into a whole ringing symphony, he suddenly regained his hearing, his ears were buzzing, his head was dizzy, the world was trembling, But this belated hearing still captures the complete words.

It is the voice of the Grotto King: "I made a wish. Holy Grail, when I was the Count of Monte Cristo in the past, I was framed by tricks and betrayed too many misfortunes in my life. Those gossips are the most terrible weapons. He spent 14 years in prison. Therefore, I make a wish that all he meets and hears in the future will be words from people who truly love him.”

Ryosuke Araki had never heard of such a wish—and this wish was uttered by the most incredible cave king.

Before he could be surprised, he heard the voice of Ayatsuji pedestrians.

There was a rare tenderness in the murder detective's cold tone: "This is my wish. In the past few years, I have never tried what it feels like to act completely freely. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid I wouldn't Find out what you want so quickly..."

"So, I wish that he can come out of the plight that outsiders restrained him, and never be forgotten and put on the shelf again, and get the freedom that I can't get."

As his words fell, there was a slight popping sound in Araki Ryosuke's ear, and then, the gallows that trapped him in the sculpture seemed to loosen its strength, and his originally stiff limbs flowed warm again, The sound of blood rushing through his head, he found himself able to move.

But he didn't dare to move casually, he didn't know what happened at all.

"Hey, is it my turn?" Tiaoye Caiju's voice came next, he sounded pensive, with a hint of a smile, "This is really a rare opportunity, since I can't see it, then I may A wish about sight—and so it was decided."

Just when Araki Ryosuke thought he would put his wish on himself, he heard him say: "If I make a wish, then he will replace me with a pair of eyes to see the truth."

Like a green sprout growing suddenly in the bottom of Araki Ryosuke's heart, his eyes suddenly changed from distant darkness to clear and bright, at this moment, he was suddenly able to see what he had lost.

Standing in front of him were Ayatsuji pedestrians, Edgar Allan Poe, Jono Caiju, and the Cave King.

There was a distance between these three people, but when he suddenly opened his eyes, they cast their gazes at the same time. Their gazes were warm and clear, like clear rivers, even standing in the outermost cave. Wang's expression at the moment was a little soft.

Poe: "...So, is it my turn? Well..."

His voice was very soft: "Well... I know that sometimes I look really weird, but it's because I really don't want to socialize. As a detective, I can see through everyone's false statements, so I'm tired of it Just negotiate with people."

"Since it is you, Nishizawa, I hope, I hope that you will not be as timid as I am, and you can confide your hidden feelings to the people you care about as you like, so I wish you here, and you can gain the power of words."

The strength blocking the throat is gone.

Araki Ryosuke tentatively wanted to speak, but the people who had already made their wishes looked behind him, as if there was still an important person standing there.They smiled and shook their heads at him, then pointed behind them.

So, Araki Ryosuke turned around and saw Ranpo's figure.

"Master Ranpo is of course the finale of this scene!" Noticing his gaze, Ranpo put his hands around his mouth and said loudly, "I really like you, Nishizawa, you are the closest thing to Master Ranpo Human beings...except for the president, that's why I prepared this birthday present for you with everyone."

That's right, most of the handwriting was done by Ranpo.

This is the first time he has bothered so much for someone.

"Then, I will make a wish... wish that you will always be able to feel the sweetness of the world and not feel toothache!" Ranbu said, "This is the most precious gift of Lord Ranpo."

Ryosuke Araki felt a strange heat flow through his heart made of lead, and he said, "Thank you..."

Ranbu closed his mouth, and he smiled and shook his head at him, motioning him to keep silent.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded from a distance, and a figure with a sword on Arthur's waist slowly appeared not far away. He walked towards them and came straight to Ryosuke Araki, the knight The armor made a crisp impact, and he performed a knight's salute again.

"Am I late?" Arthur, who hadn't seen him for a long time, smiled and looked at Ryosuke Araki tenderly.

"No," Poe looked down at the note in his hand, "now is just the time."

In the sight of Ryosuke Araki, Arthur pulled out his sword and slashed directly at the huge frozen fountain that trapped him. After a crackling sound, the tightly packed ice layer was completely shattered into pieces, and then slammed Splashing in mid-air, it disappeared completely like crystal snowflakes.

"Then, maybe I have a wish." Arthur looked towards the highest sky, where a dark purple light penetrated into his eyes, "Holy Grail, I have been looking for you for a long time, and I once used you to restore the country." The idea, now that I think about it, is ridiculous. So, I decided to give this wish to Caesar—I wished him to get rid of any difficulties, and whenever a knight like me would take him away, he would regain happiness."

Just like when they first met... how amazing.

The first encounter between Arthur and Araki Ryosuke started with salvation. At that time, the room was full of bombs, and the countdown was beeping.

So, he looked at Ryosuke Araki in a daze: "Do you need me to carry you out?"

After all, he really squatted down, which made the latter suddenly come back to his senses, and immediately shook his head.

Araki Ryosuke followed his line of sight, and at the highest altitude, there was a layer of terrifying purple-black traces. A voice in his head immediately told him that this was the holy grail that his heart was released from.It still has the ability to fulfill wishes, but it has gradually become weak and dim under the previous wishes...

"Okay, it's time for the next scene." Poe reminded, "The story is very tight!"

Sure enough, a little swallow flew over, it seemed to sing a song, and then began to speak: "...Jiujiu, this is Enkidu, Jiujiujiu."

It circled around Ryosuke Araki's head, then landed on his shoulder, hop by hop, and landed on his outstretched finger.

"Why a bird!" cried the voice of Random Step. "Poe, that's a little unscientific."

Edgar Allan Poe was confident now, and they shouted at each other ten meters away: "Because fairy tales need the participation of small animals! In order to write fairy tales well, I have read a lot of them. What about Sleeping Beauty, Snow White? , I have read it well! Ranbu-kun, don’t you know, how can the story be done without small animals?”

Ayatsuji pedestrian pondered: "...So, Edgar Allan Poe, did you write Nishizawa as a princess?"

"I never said that..." Edgar Allan Poe glanced several times guilty, "As long as the story is good enough, wouldn't it be all right?"

Tiaoye Caiju: "That's true, but unfortunately I can't see it, eh."

Arthur: "What knight princess?"

Enkidu, who was talked about by them, was quite happy with his identity. The little swallow he turned into chirped a few more times, lightly pecked Ryosuke Araki's finger, and then flew away again: "Nishizawa... ...Then come with me, someone is waiting for you here."

"Oh...should I also make a wish?" Xiaoniao tilted her head, "Then I wish you will never lose your inner direction, and I will guide you."

His words made Araki Ryosuke's heart tremble a little, and he was speechless at the moment.Enkidu flapped his wings and flew to his sleeve, grabbed his cloth, and pulled it forward, indicating that it was time for him to leave.

So, Araki Ryosuke waved to the people who were talking, and they stopped talking in unison, nodded to him, and then he ran away with Enkidu.

Although Enkidu was flying in the air, he would remember to stop from time to time and wait for him to catch up, which was really considerate enough.

The road was silent, save for the slight popping sound of the sky above, as if the Grail was gradually changing with too many good wishes.

Then, when leading him to a fork in the road, Ryosuke Araki felt as if he had passed through a membrane, like a wonderful mirror world like Alice's adventure through the looking-glass unfolded from his perspective, Enkidu's little The figure of the bird was gone, and he had brought him to the correct position.

"Go, Caesar, it's just ahead."

As the sound dissipated, Enkidu disappeared.

Ryosuke Araki suddenly came back to his senses, and found himself standing on a busy street, looking around blankly, surrounded by typical medieval asphalt slabs and towering spiers.The bustling crowd dressed up as a lively celebration, and fireworks bloomed in the sky from time to time, and he was briefly distracted.

Because all this is too different from the previous scene.

"What are you doing here in a daze, do you know you haven't finished yet?" Someone squeezed past Ryosuke Araki, "What are you holding in your hand? A stupid rose?"

He was startled, and looked at the palm of his hand, where at some point he was holding a delicate and charming rose, the thorny thorns were deliberately cut off, and a sapphire blue bow was tied with silk.

Araki Ryosuke looked at the speaker, and although Nakahara Chuya was impatient with his words, he appeared in sight with an unusually gentle face.

"Actually, I don't really want to play this game with them," Nakahara Nakaya said, he sighed, and helped the stunned Araki Ryosuke retie the rose bow, "but... if it really looks like Dazai As I said, after this time, if you can be yourself without any burden, then it’s okay.”

Ryosuke Araki stared into his sapphire blue eyes, subconsciously said: "Make a wish..."

"Oh, yes, make a wish." Nakahara Chuya said, he leaned over and touched the flower, "Then, I will make a wish that as long as the flower in your hand can bloom for a long time."

After finishing speaking, he stopped wasting time and gave him a push.

Araki Ryosuke was caught off guard by his push, and immediately joined the bustling crowd, and was taken away by the continuous flow of people. He only had time to carefully protect the rose on his chest, and then turned his head to look at Chuya in the Central Plains, but the laughing people had taken him far enough away that he could only see a small figure of Chuya in the Central Plains.

In the crevice of the crowd, Chuya took off his hat, put it on his chest, and smiled at him.

Ryosuke Araki still planned to watch more, he tried to stand on tiptoe, but the gap quickly closed, and Nakahara completely disappeared from sight.

"Oh? Let me see, who is this?"

This is a mad and wanton figure, Ryosuke Araki raised his head subconsciously, and saw Gilgamesh surrounded by the crowd in the center of the celebration, he was sitting on a raised chair with his legs crossed, wearing a Uruk-style costume, It was the appearance of the young man: "How can you meet people when you dress like this? Hmph, let me help you!"

As his words fell, Ryosuke Araki was surprised to find that his clothes had turned into a grand formal dress decorated with gemstones and gold, which matched the rose in his hand even more.

"The Holy Grail is my king's treasure, but there are always miscellaneous cultivators trying to possess it. The sad Holy Grail War." Gilgamesh raised his eyes to the sky, showing a cold expression, "These people Meaning, this king understands it, strictly speaking, the opinions given by this king are still useful."

When Merlin found him, he was really annoyed. He didn't want to talk to the magician who offended him, but the name Caesar changed his mind.

Hmph, it's really interesting to let Merlin come to inquire at the risk of being punished by him, so let's add him!

"Making a wish, heh, boring thing," Gilgamesh said with narrowed eyes, he didn't restrain the kingly aura around him at all, "The Holy Grail was originally born out of dirty and selfish human desires, and you actually fell into it?" This trick really surprised me.”

Araki Ryosuke opened his mouth, ready to speak, but Gilgamesh directly stopped him with sharp eyes.

"You don't need to argue, and there's no need to speak," he first laughed a few times before saying, "It's an interesting idea to think of using a well-intentioned, considerate desire to force out the exact opposite of the Holy Grail, I will spare the magician who attacked me in the last Holy Grail War! Then, I will wait here for your good news."

Araki Ryosuke nodded blankly.

"This king is not interested in making a wish."

After all, Gilgamesh sat up straight, stretched out his hand, looked slightly solemn, and pointed forward: "Go, Caesar, the existence of the same king!"

Ryosuke Araki looked in the direction he was pointing at. There was a decaying castle standing there at some point, as if it had been forgotten for a long time, so that the fallen leaves in the courtyard in front of the castle were withered, and the corridors were covered with creepers. Like plants, the breeze blows, gently picks up the leaves and throws them away, the aura of no one is too prominent, as if painted with a layer of gray color.

The music of the celebration around me has disappeared, and there is silence in my ears, only the sound of waves rolling over and hitting the rock wall.

This is an abandoned castle standing on an isolated island.

He lowered his head and looked at the still delicate rose in his hand. Because of Chuya's wish, although the leaves were curled and yellowed by the cold sea tide, the petals were still in full bloom. This conspicuous red became the brightest color in the whole composition , almost impossible to take your eyes off.

And he didn't know when he was already standing on the rocky reef with a huge gully with the castle. He could only see the lonely lamp of the castle fluttering in the distance. The waves hit the soles of his feet and soaked the soles of his shoes. The distant and ethereal music made him a little lost.

Edgar Allan Poe . . . wrote this story which he could not have guessed at the end.

"Hello!—Are you waiting for me?" A cheerful voice suddenly sounded, with an extremely recognizable ending, "Guess, who is going to be the one to pick you up? Guess what?" No reward! Is it funny? Fedya, Sigma, just talk to me!"

Ryosuke Araki looked towards the source of the sound, and Gogol's figure came into his sight.

The white-haired clown sailed towards him on a boat, and waved happily to him: "Caesar! It's funny that they asked me to call you that, is that your real name? Well, it's okay, you are you That's it."

And beside him sat Sigma and Fyodor.

Gogol smiled and narrowed his eyes. He pointed to the sign on the ship: "Look, the five evils of heaven and man, you are destined to be on our thief ship."

Fyodor: "...my dear Gogol, the adjective thief ship is unnecessary."

Sigma laughed amusedly, his voice was gentle: "Is there something wrong with what he said?"

Hearing this, Fyodor glanced at him helplessly, and then at Ryosuke Araki: "We met again..."

"En." Araki Ryosuke said.

"Don't be so wary of us, because this is a fairy tale, right, Fedya?" Gogol said, throwing the paddle into Sigma's arms, "Cesar, as I said, I like your character very much, so Even if this favor is here to help, it won't matter, right Fei Jia?"

Fyodor nodded: "Yes. Gogol is right."

Sigma stood up and stretched out his hand to Ryosuke Araki: "Come on, we'll send you there."

Araki Ryosuke hesitated for a moment, he glanced at the castle again, there was a lonely ghost wandering there, so he decided to reach out his hand.

"Make a wish~make a wish~" Gogol took the first step, pulled him onto the boat, and pressed him to Fyodor's side, "We haven't made a wish yet~"

The Five Decays of Heaven and Man is a complete villain organization. If at this time, they make a wish that the world will be destroyed, or other wishes, it will be over.But Ryosuke Araki didn't make a sound to stop him, but just looked at Fyodor silently, who looked back at him lightly, with a soft smile on the corner of his mouth.

"My invitation is always valid." He said, "And about the wish..."

Fyodor's scarlet eyes with a hint of purple flashed soft emotions.

"Won't you stop me?" he asked.

Ryosuke Araki shook his head.

"Then, thank you for your trust, and thank you for being patient with me." Fyodor said softly, with a real smile on his face, "I know that my ideals have not been accepted by the world, they can't understand me It is to follow the will of God... pitiful but cruel, pious but indifferent."

Regardless of whether Ryosuke Araki realized it or not, he didn't treat him like a snake and scorpion, and he was very grateful.

Even if Fyodor was born indifferent, he is only 15 years old now, and he is grateful for Ryosuke Araki's tolerance, even if they may eventually become enemies one day.

"After I make a wish, the world will be able to understand your sincerity." Fyodor said lightly.

Gogol was stunned and laughed: "As for me, I don't want to use anything... This is simply restricting my freedom. So, I make a wish that whenever Caesar wants to be free in the future, he will be able to Get free!"

Hearing this, Sigma turned his surprised eyes around among his companions, as if meeting them for the first time.

"It's not bad, you guys," he laughed again, and then mused, "Then I'll make a wish... make a wish, that there will be no more villains like Wu Mi to bother Caesar, and Caesar will always be happy."

There was a shattered hiss in the sky, it was the power of the Holy Grail being gradually exploited, and a ray of sunlight seemed to be revealed from the crack.

Gogol made a grimace: "Sigma's wish is so ugly!"

Sigma clenched his fists, and he resisted the desire to punch Gogol: "What are you talking about! Plain and simple are the most real!"

Fyodor showed a shallow smile amidst the fights of his companions, but quickly covered it up.

The boat was sailing towards the castle, Ryosuke Araki was sitting in the stern of the boat, holding the bouquet of roses in his hand, silently staring at the tiny light spot in the corridor of the castle, like a floating ghost Out of his sight, where he wants to go...

With the slight crashing sound of the bow of the ship hitting the rocky reef, the figures of the trio of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man disappeared. They were just like Enkidu, Zhongya Chuya, and Gilgamesh on his way forward. Helping, Araki Ryosuke is grateful for their patience, before today, he never thought they would do this for him.

With a strange mood, he stood up from the boat and walked towards the castle.

Not far away, a scorched figure appeared. He was standing at the mouth of the disembarkation bay. The sea breeze blew his two-tone hair across his cheeks. His expression was very patient and calm.

"I know, you are surprised why I am here." Hong Jiaodong said, "But..."

Recalling the scene of chaotic steps to find him last night, he couldn't help being stunned again, and he didn't think about how things developed to the present.

Because the other party took another tall and thin detective and directly pushed open the dormitory door of Class A of Xiongying Division, and then shouted: "Where is Hong Jiaodong?!"

Under the strange sight of his little friend Lvgu Izuku, Hong Jiaodong stood up, and he subconsciously said: "Here!"

At that moment, he saw the corner of Midoriya Izuku's mouth twitch, he must have suppressed the desire to complain, but he still didn't say anything, instead he pushed Jiao Dong.And Hong Jiaodong didn't know why Detective Ayatsuji found him again. Under his gaze, Ayatsuji pedestrians came over.

"Boom Jiaodong, tomorrow morning, remember." He said coldly, "We already talked about it when we were eating soba noodles, and Dazai also agreed. If you don't want to come, you can."

Hong Jiaodong: "I will come."

So, Detective Ayatsuji turned around and walked away in disorder, leaving only Izuku Midori and him standing in the hall.

And this morning, Hong Jiaodong got up early, and when he opened the door, he saw his little friend Lugu Izuku stretching out his hand to knock on the door. His eyes were full of shadows, and it was very likely that he hadn't slept all night. , Hong Jiaodong felt a sense of guilt.

Izuku Lvgu held his hand, so sincere that tears were about to burst out: "Mr. Hong, you must not imitate the duel of cowboys!! Feelings should not be forced with your own life, Mr. Hong You're only in your teens, and the days to come are still long!"

Hong Jiaodong: "?"

So he persuaded him for half an hour before Izuku reluctantly believed that he was really not going to a duel, but to celebrate Ryosuke Araki's birthday.

In short, this is the reason why Hong Jiaodong appeared here.

His voice paused, and he raised his eyes: "But, maybe one day, you will accept being my friend?"

Araki Ryosuke was a little moved, because Tomoko was obviously taking risks for him, and knowing the danger, he still accepted the proposal of Dazai Osamu and Ayatsuji pedestrians.

"It's time for me to make a wish..." Hong Jiaodong said blankly, he glanced at Ryosuke Araki, "I feel like you don't need my wish..."

Ryosuke Araki shook his head: "Boom."

This is a good opportunity for him to become the strongest and become the No. 1 hero in the future... Doesn't Hong Jiaodong want to defeat his bastard father and prove his personality?Just make a wish...just say it...it will come true—

This strange voice tempted Hong Jiaodong in his heart, but he just frowned and threw the thought away.

How could he use this opportunity on himself, Hong Jiaodong would never do such a thing.

"Then," Hong Jiaodong looked down at his hands, he has a personality that coexists with ice and fire, "I make a wish, you will not be tortured by severe cold or scorching heat in the future, Caesar, as a friend reserve, I May your world always be warm and full of flowers.”

"..."

Thank you, boom.

The sky seemed to grow brighter, more and more sunlight trying to pierce the dark clouds, as if some ghost of resentment moaned and dissipated amidst the foam of the surf.

Hong Jiaodong pursed his lips and smiled, he was very satisfied with his wish.

"Go over there." He said, looking towards the castle, "Let's meet again in the competition."

Araki Ryosuke nodded vigorously, he ran away, but backed up again, and showed him a big smile in his frozen and unclear eyes.

"Boom, the thing I regret the most is that I didn't meet you earlier when Xiongying was studying."

He is so nice.

Hong's frozen eyes lit up, and he seemed to have received some kind of promise: "Me too, I should have more courage."

"Invite me to your house next time." Araki Ryosuke said, "I will wait for you after school."

"Hmm!" Hong Jiaodong responded vigorously.

Araki Ryosuke smiled at him again, then waved his hand, holding a rose, and walked firmly towards the castle.

When he stepped on the stairs, his heart beat uncontrollably, as if something was about to come out of his chest immediately, an inexplicable thought told him that the person in the castle was him...he was waiting for him, Just this thought made him couldn't help speeding up his pace.

Ryosuke Araki stepped up the steps, and the wind swept away the withered and yellow leaves, and they fell to the other side.He climbed up step by step with the yellowed stone pillars, and walked towards the hall of the withered castle, bringing a fresh breath into the silent castle.

As if by magic, the whole castle came to life as he got closer and closer to the last step.

The original withered and yellow leaves dissipated in place, while the dead tree branches stood up straight again, they sprouted new green, and quickly bloomed beautiful white flowers, the whole courtyard seemed to be taken care of The same as before, and the yellowed stone pillars have become clean again, as if the feast of the kingdom's court is about to start again.

Merlin who was standing on the top edge smiled slightly at him, it was no surprise that Ryosuke Araki finally came here.

"Now is the magic time for the former court magician!" As the words fell, he waved his wand, and almost immediately, the lights in the entire castle were instantly ignited. They were burning violently, revealing a trembling orange light, "Brother Merlin will return this banquet that originally belonged to you!"

Behind Merlin's figure in white robes, the castle was brightly lit, like a falling star, and there was the sound of playing violin and organ.

Araki Ryosuke stared intently, his heartbeat accelerated, his breathing became short of breath... This is, this is his palace, he recognized it.

He was the castle of the Roman king, and the never-ending golden feast disappeared when he became a sculpture. He looked hard, his eyes gradually ached, and his tears fell out, sliding down his cheeks, drop by drop It hit the ground and shattered into dark splashes.

Ryosuke Araki raised his hand in a panic to wipe away the tears that burst suddenly, but the lacrimal gland seemed to be out of control.

Merlin leaned slightly, bowed, and then straightened up to make way: "Then, please go forward, my little prince."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards Ryosuke Araki, gently wiped away his tears with his white robe, and said softly, "It's time for me to make a wish...I make a wish, Nishizawa, you can always be the happy prince who was wanton in the first place, Rather than a king who was betrayed by misfortune, this is a dinner that brother Merlin wished for you."

Araki Ryosuke was afraid that he would choke up when he spoke, so he could only nod his head, and walked into the castle under Merlin's gesture.

Surprisingly, although the outside is brightly lit, the depths of the castle are dark, with only faint sparks.

"Cough," a familiar voice came from above his head, "I don't really want to scare you, but I'm going to open the treasure."

Ryosuke Araki: "..."

He raised his head. Holmes was standing in the corridor on the second floor of the hall, leaning forward.

"That... I just want to remind you that the treasure effect is coming!"

After his words fell, a pillar of light immediately hit the center of the hall, directly illuminating a familiar figure. He was wearing a dress that matched Ryosuke Araki, and the setting was more like a fairy tale. The kind of prince charming, his smile has a gentle arc, staring at Ryosuke Araki.

Osamu Dazai: "I said it...the last one is really unnecessary."

Holmes sighed: "I think it is very necessary! As a detective, Edgar Allan Poe can arrange fairy tales so well. It's really good."

He even turned the spotlight on Osamu Dazai brighter.

Osamu Dazai finally couldn't bear it any longer. He looked at Holmes on the second floor: "...I said, turn off the lights, please!"

"..." Holmes calmly pretended to be stupid, "Oh, I'm going to dance, then, I'm going to make a wish, let the spotlight at this moment always shine on Osamu Dazai."

Osamu Dazai: "?"