I who want salted fish became the leader

He didn't think too much when he rushed out the door, but after the sky was completely dark, he felt a trace of cold running through his body belatedly.

He didn't even put on his little cloak, just ran out, staggered and sniffed, feeling the chill as if bugs surrounded him from all directions, gnawing at his bare skin—this association alone It made him shiver involuntarily.

He scrambled, and stood in the middle of the street in a daze. Passers-by walked past him in a hurry. From time to time, someone accidentally bumped into his shoulder, causing him to stagger. Everyone's expressions were indifferent. Just like the scene Ranpo encountered when he came to Yokohama for the first time.

He pushed his hat down, walked through the dense crowd with his head bowed, and came to the eaves of a convenience store.

Luanbu hugged his own arms, absorbing the meager warmth, he was just as pitiful as a little match girl.

But he didn't stay for long, the salesman of the convenience store came out and asked him not to block the door, and he didn't want to quarrel with them, so he could only step on his little boots and leave the harbor that sheltered the severe wind in the air, and returned to the street .

An unprecedented depression filled his heart.

He wanted Yukichi Fukuzawa to come after him, but he didn't, and now Ranpo has lost himself in this big modern city all over again, he wonders if that means Yukichi Fukuzawa is mad at him, he is It's not that I don't plan to come out to look for him again, because he didn't even have a voice to stop him.

Luanbu thought dejectedly, the president must feel that he has not improved at all compared to before.

But he is just very angry, everyone who is angry will do something irrational, and he cannot be blamed for this.

With great difficulty, he moved to the nearest park, sat on a bench, put his shoes on the chair, hugged his knees, buried his face deeply between his arms, Create a small safe zone for yourself.

A voice sounded in his mind.

It's all the murderer's fault, if only he had been caught after being pointed out by Ranpo, he wouldn't have been treated like this.

Not to quarrel with the president.

And even if the other party is arrested, he will be released without charge. He can see clearly now.

Ranpo hopes that there is something that can transcend the law and only serve justice, so that the murderer can die unexpectedly.

Before his thinking became more and more extreme, a drop of icy liquid slid down the gap between his arms onto his cheek, causing Luan Bu to shudder before he realized what had happened. A heavy rain is about to fall, washing away the entire dirty and bloody city.

But... don't want to move...

More raindrops fell on him, completely soaking his hat, but Ranbu remained motionless, letting the heavy rain turn his gaze upside down.

……

Ayatsuji was not in a hurry after walking out of the Ganghei Building. He did not take his subordinates with him. He took an umbrella and went back to Lan Tang's house. The other party saw him coming back so early and said happily: "Lu Gu, Are you tired today? Why did you get off work early..."

"It's going to rain outside." He closed the door, put his hand to his lips and coughed, which attracted Lan Tang's nervous eyes.

"It's okay, I didn't catch a cold, I just inhaled cold air." Ayatsuji paused and said, "What are you doing?"

"I'm warming up by the fire." Lan Tang said, he was still wearing thick clothes, with a layer of books piled up at his feet, and he sat on the sofa curled up with a few books spread out on his knees.Ayatsuji glanced at it and found that the top was a collection of prose and poetry, so he opened the first page.

Noticing Ayatsuji's gaze, Lantang lowered his head and looked at the poetry collection in his hand: "Oh, I almost forgot, this one is also very badly written."

After that, he threw the book in his hand into the fire, and let the flames devour the pages, turning into black cigarettes with a few wisps of flame.

"The current works are all unsightly." Lan Tang stared at the flames and said with some disappointment, "But I can understand that, after all, wars are happening all over the world now, except for some poems about fighting against wars or praising peace. Few have been able to write books that give peace of mind."

This turbulent world in the flames of war is like boiling water rising continuously in a besieged city, and the next moment will overflow the tears of sorrow gathered by all mankind.

Lan Tang has been in Japan for eight years, and as time went by, he felt more and more painful, and the development of things has exceeded his expectations.

"You don't have to find the comfort in false prose poetry."

Ayatsuji just took off the red cloak, hung it on his arm, and walked behind Lantang: "I know what you are thinking, Verlaine wants to go to war, he wants the world to fall into chaos, and you don't want to, so you Worrying about that."

Lan Tang subconsciously raised his head to look upwards, while Ayatsuji just lowered his head and stared at him, his face was obscured by the orange light of the fireplace, as if the morning and evening light came from half of it, and Ayatsuji's eyelashes rested A butterfly fluttering its wings.

It only needs to gently flap its wings to trigger a black whirlwind that sweeps the entire world.

Lan Tang was stunned: "How do you know..."

He stopped talking, feeling stupid for such a question.

There is no need for a reason at all, just like why one plus one equals two, Ayatsuji just knows that it is absolutely impossible to deceive smart people like them with small tricks.

"It's hard. On one side is my partner Verlaine, and on the other side is the desire for an armistice. The books in the collection are written about things that have nothing to do with this era, and the recently published books are all related to war, so you use books to keep warm. , Chilling the cold and tired of going out, is escaping the coming war.”

Without answering his question, Ayatsuji leaned over and picked up a book from Rantang's arms who suddenly stiffened, opened it casually and flipped through it.

"You released the Rage God on purpose, right? Verlaine wanted to take him away, and you wouldn't make such a low-level mistake." He closed the book with a snap, "I haven't found the Rage God for eight years, until I showed up. Lan Tang, I have no doubt that if I hadn't appeared, you would pretend to have amnesia and disconnect from Verlaine."

Lan Tang has indeed considered this approach, he has been allowing Rage God to grow, but he doesn't want Verlaine to take away and use Zhongye.

He will plan to let Zhongya finally come to him, and then Lantang will voluntarily die in his hands as an opponent, at the price of death, so that Zhong will not be tricked by Verlaine, and he will regard both Lantang and Verlaine as worthy of vigilance The enemy, Verlaine has no chance to take advantage of it.

Lan Tang didn't want to betray Verlaine, he couldn't do such an excessive thing as a partner.

And Verlaine would never listen to him, so he could only choose to fight against Verlaine's plan silently in this way.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

In fact, when he first met Ayatsuji, Lan Tang was murderous because anyone related to Verlaine would affect his plan, but he couldn't do it in the end, because Ayatsuji was too young, he couldn't It may implicate his grievances with Verlaine on an innocent person.

"I see." Ayatsuji said lightly.

During this embarrassing conversation, Lan Tang, who was sitting on the sofa, seemed to have turned into a stone sculpture. If it weren't for the sound of breathing coming from the side, people would definitely mistakenly think that the living room of the huge manor only had Aya Tsuji was alone, and the silence spread like a virus between the two of them, the small crackling sound of the flames burning the books.

The raindrops that had been silent for a long time outside the window finally fell. Drops slapped on the open window, fell on the carpet along the gap, and wet a large piece of weaving.

"Will you tell Verlaine?" Lan Tang asked after a moment of silence.

He's awaiting execution, and the conversation feels like a one-sided torture, because Verlaine has spent far more time with Ayatsuji than he has.

"will not."

Hearing this, Lan Tang suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he had suddenly come to life, his unbelievable eyes immediately turned to Ayatsuji.

"Don't always think of the worst way, if you are not satisfied with the book in your hand, then write it yourself," Ayatsuji raised his hand and flicked Rantang's forehead, then withdrew his hand, and looked away to stare at the dancing fireplace flame , said coldly, "Don't worry, I will help you solve it, because Verlaine blocked my way."

Lan Tang raised his hand in a daze, and touched his aching forehead, he didn't realize what happened for a while.

Is it an illusion?No matter what promise Ayatsuji makes, it gives people a feeling that it will definitely be fulfilled. Even if the other party is Verlaine, the man who is almost invincible in Lantang's mind, Lantang actually... thinks that Ayatsuji will definitely win.

"I... What do I need to do for you?" He asked hesitantly, and then changed the wording, "No, it should be, what can I do for you?"

Ayatsuji glanced at him: "Yes."

"..."

"Don't stay in the manor all the time, come out to bask in the sun, it doesn't matter if it rains, or I will throw you into the fireplace and burn it."

"Oh……"

Although the words were unceremonious, they were not offensive, and even Lan Tang, who was shivering from the cold, felt a bit of warmth on a rainy night. He himself didn't realize that the corners of his mouth were raised, which felt too weird, but An idea suddenly popped up in Lan Tang's mind.

It seemed that staying by Ayatsuji's side, the anxious feeling that had troubled him for a long time disappeared, and he finally got the long-lost peace.

"Also," Ayatsuji paused, "Prepare hot water, towels, and an empty room. My helper is coming."

Lan Tang remembered that he told himself that he was looking for someone who could help him, so has he found it now?

After all, Ayatsuji turned and walked towards the door, calculating the time, it should be almost there.He glanced at the umbrella he had placed at the door before he entered, thought for a while, and instead of taking it on, he put on the red cloak again, pulled his coat away, and placed Misaki Naruto on his chest.

He pulled the cloak hat and pushed open the door, and Lantang immediately heard the sound of the torrential rain that had been isolated, coming in, as if 1000 million small insects were flapping their wings in the air, a purple thunderbolt flashed in the sky, and Aya Without looking back, Tsuji walked directly into the muddy rainwater that hit the ground like an arrow.

Then the door was closed, and the room returned to a dull silence.

Ayatsuji could feel that his body was gradually becoming heavier, as if he would be pressed into the mud by the moisture-absorbing cloak in the next moment. After the rain stopped, a green tree opened, and the black mud surrounded him. A very excited look: [Are you going to harvest the plot offset? 】

His host is like a hibernating snake, which will only attack when it has a clear target.

Ayatsuji confirmed that Misaki Naruto was not wet by the rain, and then continued to walk alone in the heavy rain. In the dull gray picture, there was only a touch of bright color brought by his red cloak, which made the whole picture very beautiful. Mysterious, like a medieval oil painting.

【Do you know where Luanbu is? 】

"The rain is bigger than I thought." Ayatsuji answered irrelevantly, the raindrops hung on his eyelashes, he blinked expressionlessly, letting the rain slide down his cheeks.

Sure enough, the weather is the cutest thing, and its specific operating range is even more limitless than humans think.

"Right, Misaki Naruto." Ayatsuji said to himself, then shook his head and started walking again.

……

Luanbu was shivering from the cold in the rain, like a kitten abandoned by the side of the road. He was just depressed at first, but as the rain and cold gradually captured him, his mood was obviously depressed. Feel the heat of your body dissipating in the splashing water.

Of course, no one stayed for him in the heavy rain.

Yokohama is an indifferent city, it just has the faults of modern cities, and Ranpo will not blame it for this.

But there was a secret expectation in his heart, like the roll of dust left by the burnt paper disappeared after the flame was extinguished. As time passed, Luanbu's heart gradually sank, and the cloth of his arms It is getting heavier and heavier after being poured with rainwater.

He felt that his body was heating up strangely, which was not a good omen, but Luanbu couldn't move his body anymore.

Will he melt in the rain and take root on the bench?

At this moment, he heard footsteps hidden in the rain. Someone was walking towards him. After a few seconds, the sound stopped in front of him, only less than one meter away from him. , Ranbu tried his best to raise his head to see who it was, but his gaze directly hit a pair of scarlet eyes.

Ayatsuji was standing in front of him and watching him, he didn't open an umbrella, his blond hair stuck to his pale cheeks, making his facial features look very beautiful even though his face was expressionless.

Irene.

Although Ayatsuji wore a mask that covered the lower half of his face when they met last time, he immediately recognized the other party's identity with just these eyes.

Chaotic emerald green eyes stared at him intently, as if the other party would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Are you okay?" Ayatsuji paused, "I walked for three blocks before I found you."

His voice was a bit dull, and his figure gradually changed from clear to blurred in the sight of Chaos Walking.

Luanbu's lips moved, but he didn't make a sound. A layer of mist quickly formed in his eyes, and the grievance that had been suppressed in his heart burst out in an instant. If no one asked him, he wouldn't be so fragile. But in the heavy rain, he just wanted to appear like this alone.

"Sorry, I didn't expect the rain to be so heavy."

It is true that Ayatsuji is deliberately letting Chaobu go, this is just a psychological tactical method, but he did not expect that today's weather is worse than his plan, Yokohama rarely has this kind of heavy rain, and Chaobu Must have been in the rain a long time.

If he had expected it, he would never have delayed coming so long.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as his words fell, Ranbu jumped off the chair and rushed towards him. He slammed into his arms like a small animal, and threw Ayatsuji's red cloak The hood knocked off directly, and the latter staggered and almost fell, and managed to stabilize himself. Now both of them were wet and exposed to the rain.

Ranpo buried his face on Ayatsuji's shoulder, and his messy hair rubbed against his cheek, bringing an unfamiliar itching.

"..."

Ayatsuji hesitated for a moment, and tentatively raised the arm hanging by his side, but he felt it was strange no matter what, so he put it down again, but the other party noticed the movement, and Luanbu directly grabbed Ayatsuji's arm Putting his hands on his body, he said, "Well, Lord Ranbu doesn't blame you anymore."

He can guess what Ayatsuji has done, and when he is alone, he can naturally reflect what plan Ayatsuji has made. After all, Ranpo is also the world's number one detective. Even if he doesn't understand people's hearts, he can't understand these conflicts plan.

In the rain, he thought if he didn't even come to him right away, or put Lord Ranpo behind everything.

So I walked in the rain and felt angry and wronged.

But when that smear of red appeared in sight, Ranpo's heart miraculously revived, and his originally stiff limbs suddenly felt.

The dim and yellow rainy night suddenly lit up, a firefly fluttered and dragged Ranbu's mind, and before he could react, he had already rushed over to hug Ayatsuji, and Ranbu seemed to be able to smell the faint white tea on Ayatsuji's body The fragrance made him unable to bear it and leaned closer to his neck to smell it again.

"I have prepared a magic trick," Ayatsuji felt very uncomfortable, tilted his head to avoid the small movements of chaotic steps, and said in a cold voice, "Smart people should have privileges..."

Of course, it has something to do with Jin Gu Yasun. What the armed detective agency can't do, the gangsters can easily do. He wants to let Luanbu understand the difference between the two, and after careful comparison, he can figure out which one is the most suitable for him. In conclusion, Ayatsuji never pushes others, he just offers the most favorable option.

But Ranbu directly interrupted his words, and said rudely: "I am very cold and very hungry, you must be responsible——I want to go home with you."

The author has something to say:

Ayatsuji: I won't be miserable.

I deliberately didn't open an umbrella when it rained.

Doesn’t the original book say that the saddest thing is to become an enemy with Dazai? It probably means that. I personally feel that the luckiest thing is to be a companion with Ayatsuji. Sell ​​teammates, and sometimes even take the initiative to take the blame.

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