Fuyuki Canteen

Mysterious offline gatherings in chat rooms.

"..."

The whole place was silent.

Wait, Mr. Dazai, let alone whether that person is really Suzuko-senpai, I don't know if it's a man or a woman? !

Isn't it too hasty to go up and invite to die for love?

And that person who doesn't seem to be shy when a handsome guy pulls his little hand——

Hei Yu looked at the snow-white boy with an embarrassing face and was silent for half a second.After he reacted, he raised the metal shiny and cold crutch with a grim expression.

Danger!Maybe he will die!

Kuroba opened his eyes wide, almost unable to maintain the expression on his face.

No, as expected, it would be more natural to behave like this.After all, the current characters are normal high school students.

Just when Kuroba thought that Dazai's head would be blown away by that heavy metal cane like a baseball, the black-haired, spiky-haired boy next to him, who also had an expression of being overwhelmed by the impact, suddenly reacted and grabbed Dazai with his right hand. Grabbing the white boy's bare wrist, he shouted, "Fang Accelerator! Wait...!"

Accelerator, what is this?accelerator?Code name?If the foreign name is really weird.

In comparison, "Boll Branch Lily" is more like the real name.

If it's a real name, then it's really a girl... But will someone really use their real name as a chat room ID?

Kuroba's head turned rapidly, speculating about various possibilities.

And Osamu Dazai, who invited an unknown boy to die in love, has successfully survived under the persuasion of the black hedgehog boy.

The pair of red pupils stared at the smiling Dazai Osamu powerfully, and the metal crutches that the snow-haired boy had already raised in his hand finally put down.

Wow.

It's really full of terrifying murderous intent, that look.

Kuroba looked at the white boy who should still be angry and stared at Dazai Osamu with a cold expression, and Dazai Osamu who seemed to be unaware of this, and his face was full of easy-to-handle smiles, and he was sincerely relieved but smiled wryly. A boy with black hedgehog head scratching his head.

The scene froze for a while, and no one spoke. In the end, the hedgehog-headed boy hesitantly spoke:

"Excuse me..."

"Here, here." Orihara Lin also finally spoke, he sat on his seat, turned his face and waved to the two teenagers, and greeted the two young men calmly and familiarly, "Lily Zijiang, Lord Shenjing, this is here. "

"Oh, Amara...ah, no, Orihara-san."

The hedgehog-headed boy who was guessed by Kuroba to be the "God Pursuing Demons" in the chat room responded to Orihara Rinya's call, and sat down with the silent snow-haired boy in the last two vacant seats.After calling out their names, it seems that Gan Lai really met them last time, was it in Ikebukuro?

Osamu Dazai followed behind them and Shi Shiran came back without any embarrassment.

Kuroba noticed that the hedgehog-haired boy carefully chose the seat next to Dazai Osamu, separating the snow-haired boy from Dazai.

Well.So this is indeed Senior Suzuko?So is it male or female?

Hei Yu looked around at the people on the table, and suddenly realized a sad fact:

Leaving aside Suzuko, who couldn't be sure, there were no real girls here.

It's fine if they're all good-natured netizens.But they are all troublesome characters.

No, in fact, there are already signs of such a thing.Will a man who still uses a female number to chat on the Internet be a fuel-efficient lamp?

"Ah, Yuriko still rejected my invitation to die for love." Osamu Dazai was still chattering regretfully, "It's rare that I'm so sincere this time, what a pity~"

Kuroba subconsciously went to see Suzuko, or Accelerator.

Unexpectedly, he was not angry, but just sneered and said:

"If you want to die, how about dying alone? I can give you a ride."

Dazai suddenly shut up.

The atmosphere on the table became silent again for a while, no one spoke or made eye contact, they just ate the snacks on the table with ghosts in their hearts, and Merlin was still rubbing the red marks on his face that could not go away.

Until Dazai waved nonchalantly and said:

"Brother waiter~ Please order a meal for these two?"

Then he turned his head and asked the hedgehog boy beside him as if nothing happened just now:

"Mr. Shenjing, would you like to drink something?"

"Ah, I'll just drink plain water, thank you." The black-haired boy froze for a moment, a little embarrassed, "If you still have a title, you can just call him Kamijou. His full name is Kamijou Touma."

Kamijou Touma.

Hei Yu silently recited this more realistic name in her heart, and suddenly realized how the ID "Shenjing Sumo" came about.

It turned out to be homophonic.

But I really didn't expect that Kamijou-kun, who looks so simple, would have such a net name of a middle school student.

Forget it, I'm not qualified to say anything about others.

Recalling his colorful nightlife of fighting wits and courage with hostile organizations and detectives, Kaito Kuroba caught his head in time, so he did not miss the self-introduction that the white-haired boy continued:

"Accelerator. Give me a can of coffee, please."

He coldly reported a sign in foreign language to the waiter, Kuroba didn't bother to pay attention, but was thinking about the name he reported.

Could it be that this suspected code name that least resembles a real name is actually a real name?

However, Accelerator's overall appearance lacks melanin, like a person with albinism. In terms of unreality, he is somewhat close to Merlin.But for some reason, like Bai Lan, it makes people feel—very scientific?There is a subtle sense of religion along with science.

Thinking of an adjective that even he didn't believe, Hei Yu secretly sighed, sitting in the middle of this table of wonderful people with a heavy heart, and began to think about how he could escape from here without a trace.

All the chat room netizens who will come have met and met.

If I don't leave, I might bump into acquaintances who often come to this store, and that will be troublesome.

Just when Kuroba thought that, the bad premonition experience that has always existed in the subconscious.

The wind chimes at the door rang, and the detective who had shrunk in age walked in side by side with a young lady with short brown hair, chatting happily.

Heiyu broke out in a cold sweat the moment he saw it, and quickly and quietly adjusted the angle of his sitting posture, face, and water glass to ensure that he would definitely look ordinary and inconspicuous.

However, the little boy wearing black-rimmed glasses stopped walking towards the counter as if he had noticed something, and began to look around the store carefully.

"what happened?"

Kuroba heard Haibara's sad and cold voice of curiosity.

"It's nothing." Edogawa Conan replied, the cute child's voice was slightly lowered, appearing very calm, but the current tone showed full suspicion, "It just seems to be aware of a familiar wave. And the bitter breath..."

"This description." The short brown-haired girl laughed, and asked a little wickedly, "Are you talking about that kind Mr. Thief? Your relationship has indeed made unprecedented progress recently, after returning from Singapore. "

"What are you talking about, Huiyuan!"

Edogawa Conan seemed to be taken aback, diverted his attention, and said in a complaining tone, "That guy is just a thief..."

Hearing Haibara Ai's words, Kuroba felt that the little detective looked away, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but still carefully observed Conan and the others through the blurred reflection on the cup wall and peripheral vision.

The detective is a good anti-reconnaissance expert, and he is cautious enough, otherwise, it would be difficult to obtain important qualifications for cooperation with the FBI and the police with such a body.

Sure enough, Conan only diverted his attention for a moment because of Haibara's joke, and that strong gaze quickly passed by the few customers in the store, and stopped on Kuroba's side face.

Kuroba stiffened.

...Why is it that the little detective is the only one who finds me so quickly and accurately?

Obviously, no one can see through my disguise technique purely from the outside!

Mr. Phantom Thief, the old enemy of the high school detective, wants to cry but has no tears. He doesn't understand why, but he can't show the slightest clue.

Not to mention the little detective who was staring at the back, but the guy at the same table with him, who is not a sharp-eyed person, if a flaw is exposed, it will be fine. We can only use soldiers to cover it up, and by the way, come up with a plan to get out as soon as possible. It's just a plan.

However, a certain strange thief who was holding on didn't know that, in fact, he had already exposed his flaws.

The digital characters at this table are all very eye-catching types, only him and Kamijou Touma are ordinary and unobtrusive.And Kamijou's angle was right in front of Conan's field of vision, and the little detective quickly judged that Kamijou Touma was not the person he was looking for, and the suspect naturally became someone who was sitting there and couldn't see his face Kuroba is gone.

After all, a familiar biting breath is coming in that direction, eh.

Kidderdar, no, Kidbuster Conan thought without hesitation.

Fortunately, Dazai who was beside Kuroba naturally chatted with Kamijou, diverted his attention in time, and relieved the stiffness.

"I feel like I've met Kamijo-kun somewhere before." Dazai Osamu said with a smile while holding a coffee cup, "It looks familiar, so I must have seen it somewhere."

"Maybe we met each other once?" Kamijou Touma rubbed the back of his head and laughed "haha", the smile was a bit forced for some reason, "After all, my appearance can be regarded as the face of the public..."

No, it's common, but it's not popular.

Moreover, Kamijou's appearance can't be regarded as a popular face in conscience, but the type that is not distinctive at first glance, but the more you look at it, the more attractive it is. If you improve your clothing taste, you can be regarded as a handsome guy when you dress up.

How should I put it, like a typical male protagonist in a two-dimensional harem light novel?

Kuroba glanced at Accelerator who was exuding low pressure unconsciously, and suddenly realized where Kamijou's pressure came from.

Was he trying hard to make his companions resist the urge to flip the table?

Indeed, chatting with Osamu Dazai was not easy.Although he has a handsome face and good conversation, sometimes it just makes people feel annoyed and wants to hit him. He is a willful man who only selectively cares about the feelings of the person he is talking to.

In the chat just now, Kuroba deeply understood this point from Dazai's words with invisible spying hooks.

It's really exhausting to try to be impeccable in front of this man.Not to mention there are other weird trouble guys.

The little detective should take the little lady to order food.

I hope he can give up looking for me as soon as possible.Today is really an unlucky day.

Kuroba deeply reflected on a certain philosophical question:

So why on earth did I come here to participate in an inexplicable netizen party?

The author has something to say:

Dazai and Kamijou's mutual familiarity comes from the outer chapter "The Dream of the Shojo Girl".

Actually, I don't really remember the details when I came out, and I only remembered when I went in to accompany Ms. Asuki.

Accelerator is very scientific and there is an official stalk.

I almost died laughing when I saw the original text of the novel.

Headless Linkage Riserti felt that Accelerator was very scientific at first glance 233