Yokohama script team dies online

Ranpo sat across from Dazai, and said to the dazed Enomoto Azusa, "A cup of cappuccino."

"Dazai," Edogawa Ranpo said to the man staring straight at him with a surprised face, "we'll talk about this later."

Dazai regained consciousness in a trance, stretched out a hand and pinched Ranbu's cheek.

"It turned out to be Mr. Ranpo!"

The real feelings of his subordinates made him feel like he was in heaven: "Is this the beautiful world after death?" As he spoke, Dazai even burst into tears, "I can actually see the little soft still Mr. Ranpo in the white shirt—”

The man clutched his chest and gasped in pain, but with a psychedelic expression of happiness on his face: "My life is now complete."

Kudo Shinichi pushed the glasses frame on his face, quite speechless about the current situation.He raised his head, looked at his childhood sweetheart, and felt that it was not good to continue standing in the shop, so he sat down beside the two of them.

"Two more glasses of the same kind." Maori said to the waitress.

Azusa Enomoto responded, and after writing down the order, she walked towards the back kitchen, leaving only the four people who were not very familiar with them staying where they were.

"Sir," looking at the man who was still holding Ranbu's hand with a joyful face, Mao Lilan said the address with some hesitation, "Are you the companion that Mr. Ranpo mentioned?"

Dazai finally let go, picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip: "That's right."

"Nice to meet you, miss," Dazai Osamu put on a business smile again, "My name is Dazai Osamu."

"I'm Mao Lilan," Mao Lilan replied first, and then pointed to the boy beside him, "This is my childhood sweetheart Kudo Shinichi."

"As you can see," she said hesitantly, "your companion, Mr. Edogawa Ranpo, and my companion have both turned into children."

After Dazai heard what the other person said, he turned his head to look at Ranpo who was poking at the donuts that came with it on the table: "Mr. Ranpo, are you planning to go to the police?"

"That's right." Edogawa Ranpo raised his eyes, "In short, we must first establish the title of 'Detective Edogawa Ranpo'."

"'Young genius detective!'" Dazai Osamu suddenly spoke in an exaggerated tone like a dramatic narration, startling the two people next to him, "'Young genius detective Edogawa Ranpo——Solving many mysteries at a young age Case, he who has the same name as a famous writer in history——?'”

"Is Mr. Ranpo planning to take this route this time?"

"It's really troublesome," Luanbu sighed heavily, "I hate this kind of talk."

Kudo Shinichi interrupted the conversation between the two in a hurry: "Wait, Edogawa, are you planning to become famous? If you attract the attention of that organization—"

"Guests, you ordered three cappuccinos." Azusa Enomoto brought up the cups with the brown drinks.

Edogawa Ranpo randomly picked a cup and pulled it in front of him, and began to pour sugar cubes into it vigorously: "It just needs to attract the attention of all parties."

Dazai took over the conversation: "Could it be that Kudo-kun is planning to deal with that so-called organization slowly?" The more he went on, the deeper the smile on his face and the heavier the pressure on his body, "The two of us I don’t know when I will be forced to leave here, but I don’t have time to play house games with you.”

"A simple one-hit plan," Kudo Shinichi saw that Ranpo finally stopped adding sugar, and took a sip with a frown. "It doesn't matter if the two of you don't want to participate."

Kudo had already realized that Edogawa Ranpo's reasoning ability had surpassed ordinary people's imagination, and the Osamu Dazai who was sitting next to him now, although he had a relaxing smile on his face, was very likely to be a very difficult person. characters.

Above all, he sensed in these two companions and lovers the mystery that would make any detective shudder with excitement.

Kudo Shinichi hesitated for a while, but finally agreed: "I'll be with you."

Ranbu let out a "huh" and raised his head to look at him: "You are still a relatively well-known detective in this country, right?"

The boy replied with some pride: "That's right," he tilted his head, "What's wrong?"

Ranbu made a gesture of touching hands like a judge hitting a gavel: "Sure enough, everything is so simple for a detective."

"Then let's use Kudo-kun's house to set up a temporary detective agency." Dazai shook his index finger, "'The younger generation who even the famous high school detective Shinichi Kudo admires', that's the advertisement slogan."

Ranpo muttered unhappily: "This brat is the descendant of Master Ranpo, right?"

Dazai turned his head and said to Kudo Shinichi: "Kudou-kun, I heard that the chocolate cake here is very good."

When Kudo Shinichi heard Dazai's words, he immediately reacted: "Edogawa, let me treat you to a cake."

Luanbu stared at her eagerly: "I want lemonade soda."

"Okay, okay." Kudo raised his hand and made a gesture of surrender, which turned the topic of the senior and junior.

The atmosphere of the crowd finally became harmonious.

Ranpo stirred the strange liquid that had already started to become sticky, obviously not intending to continue drinking it: "Speaking of which, Dazai," he said with a smile on his face, "Did you already know, Edogawa Ranpo."

Mao Lilan and Kudo Shinichi couldn't understand, and they didn't know what these two people were playing dumb.

"Because when I cried to the reporters about your cruelty, Ranpo-san," Dazai said, "They all said that this name is exactly the same as that mystery writer in history."

"You too, Dazai." Ranpo picked up the chocolate cake that was already on the table, "Osamu Dazai, the representative work "No Longer in the World", is famous—"

The smile on the boy's face in a white shirt became weird: "A fan of contemporary writer Akutagawa Ryunosuke."

The coffee in Dazai's mouth spurted out.

"Wait, this is..."

Ranpo didn't wait at all, and continued: "The notebook in middle school is full of the name of the writer Akutagawa Ryunosuke I admired, and because I failed to win the Akutagawa Award several times in a row, I asked the judge Kawabata Yasunari—"

"--and many more!"

Dazai Osamu covered Edogawa Ranpo's mouth with his hand.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Kudo Shinichi felt more and more wrong, and the originally thin sense of disharmony resurfaced again.

Edogawa Ranpo, who is in a great crisis, but eager to start reading first; the name is exactly the same as the famous writer Osamu Dazai, but he behaves like a man who doesn't understand at all.

sense of violation.

Kudo Shinichi looked at Osamu Dazai who had a face full of despair and Ranpo Edogawa who couldn't hide the wild smile on his face.

sense of violation.

Why——, these two people seem to be hearing their names as writers for the first time?