After I retired, I became a Butei clerk

"Huh? Miss Shiratori, you are here."

Carrying a large hatchet, she and Yosano Akiko smiled wildly, her eyes shining brightly. She pointed to the damaged door on the side of the train that was gradually coming to a stop, "Would you like to go down together to find Atsushi Nakajima."

Shiratori Eri nodded, and then motioned to Kajii Kijiro who was still giggling on the other side, "Is he not concerned?"

"If you have already asked the question, you don't have to worry about him, just wait for the gangsters to bring people back."

Yosano Akiko glanced at him indifferently, then put the knife back into the backpack with a displeased look on her face, and then jumped out of the stopped car door.

Shiratori Eri followed closely behind.The two didn't go far, and they saw Atsushi Nakajima who was checking whether the little girl in the kimono had choked on the water by the river.

"Oh, this is artificial respiration after the hero saves the beauty?"

Atsushi Nakajima, who had just said a word to Yosano Akiko, blushed, he was so frightened that he quickly raised his hand to deny it, and even stumbled, "No, I just wanted to see if she was okay."

"is it?"

Yosano Akiko laughed wickedly, teasing the innocent Atsushi Nakajima, teasing this white tiger boy until his face was flushed and smoke was rising from the top of his head, the kind who could compete with boiled shrimp in no time.

"It should be fine, it's just that I'm exhausted and choked on the water and passed out, just spit it out."

Shiratori Eri squatted on the ground to check the girl's situation, and then said something to Atsushi Nakajima to reassure him.

She turned her head and continued to look at Izumi Kyoka who had passed out. After all, this is Atsushi Nakajima's future girlfriend. As a senior, she still needs to take proper care of the object of the junior. Thinking like this, Shiratori Eri looked at the girl in kimono, The emotion of caring for the seedlings keeps coming out.

Huh?

Atsushi Nakajima, who has always been very sensitive, suddenly trembled because of his supernatural power. He turned his head to look at Eri Shiratori, and was shocked to find that there was an indescribable kindness on his senior. He looked at Izumi Kyoka with incomparable eyes Soft, like looking at your own daughter.

Illusion, this must be an illusion, the senior is only about 20 years old, how can it be impossible to have such an old daughter, but why, at this moment, I feel that the age of the senior has soared?

Atsushi Nakajima forgot this illusion that made him feel so weird, and turned to worry about telling Yosano Akiko something about Izumi Kyoka, and having deep sympathy for her being forced to do things by the mafia at such a young age, thinking I want to bring the homeless Izumi Jinghua back to the detective agency temporarily.

"That's it," Yosano Akiko was silent for a while, and then smoothed back her hair that was blown by the wind, "Since you want to do this, then do it, and use it to cultivate your ability to judge yourself."

"Thank you senior."

Atsushi Nakajima quickly thanked her, and turned her head to see that Eri Shiratori had already picked up Izumi Kyoka and was about to leave, and specially adjusted her posture so that people could sleep more peacefully. Nakajima Atsushi I can't say, "Nakajima-kun, what's wrong with you?"

Nakajima Atsushi opened his mouth, and finally just said a word, then hurriedly shut up.

"It's troublesome senior."

The kind, lovely and polite Atsushi Nakajima still held back the bubbling emotions in his heart. This kind of feeling that the more you look like you are her mother, let him say it.

He felt deeply guilty for his association.

Going all the way back, plus the time delay, this day actually passed by like this. Shiratori Eri looked at the large fire clouds in the sky, and the orange, red and purple colors seemed to flow from the clouds, dyeing the distant sky into a magnificent scene .

"Senior Dazai, you haven't shown up for a day."

Talking in a low voice, she stood by the window and listened to the people in the detective agency discussing Izumi Kyoka's problem. Atsushi Nakajima also asked about Dazai Osamu's situation in doubt. In the end, she was teased by others and said a few words. The serious Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses and explained the reason to Atsushi Nakajima.

"That man has an extraordinary awareness of the crisis, and his vitality is also top-notch. You can see that he is still alive and kicking after committing suicide so many times. He will be fine."

"But......"

Atsushi Nakajima still showed worry involuntarily on his face.

"You asked this question again in the morning, and my answer remains the same as at that time. There is no way that something will happen to him. After all, you can't kill your own people, and you won't fall under the hands of the Mafia."

"Instead of this, you might as well think about how to find out who is directing her behind that girl after she wakes up."

Kunikida Doppo pointed to the direction of Izumi Kyoka who was resting in the room.

"Yes."

Atsushi Nakajima responded, with worry in his eyes.

Shiratori Eri, who was listening to them, was thinking, didn't Dazai-senpai come this morning?

She has been busy with work since she came back, and the places where the clerk and the investigator work are not connected. She didn't see Senior Dazai, and thought he was lazing around again, but unexpectedly, he disappeared early.

I feel like I'm a bit remiss, and I agreed to protect him.

After get off work, Shiratori Eri sat in the living room in silence for a long time, carefully wiping the sword that was still by her side, pondering some issues endlessly, and finally decided to wait for Dazai-senpai to come back by himself.

She believed that he would be able to get away, and if he came back and complained to himself about the grievances he suffered in the Mafia, then he would beat up the person who made him unhappy.

Shiratori Eri, who protects the calf, quickly figured out the problem. Her ability is not suitable for being exposed to too many people. It will cause the secrets guarded by current affairs to be leaked, but if she fights with force in private, then there is no problem .

I just have to think about how to do it properly, it seems that it is not popular in this world and I can't understand your style of fighting in the ring.

Shiratori Eri paused for a moment, stopped thinking, and looked at the golden circle that suddenly appeared on the ceiling.

A few seconds later, a little fox jumped out of the golden light and landed on the ground smoothly. It had bright red patterns on the corners of its mouth and cheeks, and its head-to-body ratio was relatively short. It looked very different from the foxes most people had seen.

"Master Shiratori."

The fox opened his mouth and uttered human language. His voice sounded very immature, just like a child, but his expression was serious and solemn, "Shizheng has received your letter and attaches great importance to the possibility you raised. Then please Let me look at the two strikes of the sword and confirm the situation."

Eri Shiratori nodded, and when she flipped her palm, two swords appeared in her hand, one was shattered and the other was intact, it was the two swords she had seen in Tokyo at that time.

Yaken Toshiro and Akita Toshiro.

At Gusugi Harayi's place, when Conan was looking for medicine and had no time to take care of her, Shiratori Eri directly found an ordinary modern short knife with her fingerprints and her own blood on it, broke it and replaced it with Yaken.

As for Akita, Shiratori Eri's eyes darkened.

For the first time at the University of Tokyo, when she touched Nashin Akita Toshiro, she found that the breath inside was very strange. Seeing that none of the onmyojis noticed something was wrong, she blatantly used the spirit that she had forged before without a ghost. "Akita" replaced it, and put it in Honmaru for storage.

At that time, Senior Dazai was still busy hugging the electric kettle she gave her, and everyone's eyes were misled by her spells, and they were attracted by Osamu Dazai for a moment. It was discovered that the sword she had put in the evidence bag had been replaced.

As for the fingerprints left behind, she didn't think that under the pressure of the onmyoji and the powerful, the little policeman could take away the vibration knife safely. Anyway, Fujiwara shot it in front of everyone, and the video recording was enough.

Afterwards, it should be the onmyoji who caused the fluctuation of the spell during the inspection and caused the sword to be destroyed. After all, there is no guarantee that those who live in a rich and well-informed life will not recognize the sharp sword after watching it for a long time. Akita Fujishiro.

Although Fu Sangshen, who has always believed that he has never been out to see the world with his master, has become a national treasure now. The body of the sword has been replaced by Shizheng, but the exact replica is still in the museum.

Therefore, you must do things simply and neatly, and let others feel that the spell was triggered because of your lack of academic proficiency, so that all the truth will be buried.

Shiratori Eri thought about what she did, and found no omissions, and gave a thumbs up to the person who taught her to do this.

This method is really easy to use.

"What you said is very likely to be true."

Putting away the data flow, the little fox has a serious face, it conveys the opinions of those high-level personnel who are still dealing with the follow-up of current affairs, "Because other people are busy solving the problems brought by the retrograde army of time and space to history, god judges and those hidden families. Due to the troubles that have come, coupled with the problem that the repaired history is gradually rejecting other time and space forces, we are temporarily unable to reach Lord Shiratori's life, and now we entrust Master Shiratori with full authority to decide how to deal with the matter with his own will."

"I hope that you will find out the truth as soon as possible, and kill the mastermind behind the scenes. I wish you prosperity in martial arts."

Shiratori Eri sat up straight, her eyes were sharp and sincere, "Understood."

"Also," the little fox hesitated, and took out a Yin-Yang technique secret book from the bell around its neck, "This is the Yin-Yang technique specially copied by those families thanks to Mrs. White Bird. They are all extremely profound and useful. Your lord will come in handy."

"It's troublesome." Shiratori Eri flipped through the book, and the things recorded in it opened her eyes. It turns out that there are so many uses of spiritual power.

The little fox opened his mouth, and finally swallowed back the worried words, "Then Lord Shiratori, please remember to take good care of yourself when you kill the enemy. You are the hero who saved history and the leader of countless god judges. We all sincerely hope that you will be well."

Shiratori Eri smiled, and she had a beautiful appearance under the light, but her temperament was different from the slow look of health preservation in the past. Every frown and smile showed the decisiveness and calmness precipitated from countless fights. Only then did she let the little fox have the feeling that he was facing the supreme battlefield commander in time and space who led countless god judges to kill a bloody path.

"Every god judge is a hero, I just did what I should do."

She doesn't take herself seriously at all. After all, before her, there have been generations of people who have dedicated their lives to safeguarding history. She just solved all the problems under the guidance of her predecessors.

It's not just anyone who can withstand the pressure of war and solve this time-consuming battle for time and space.

Although the little fox really wanted to say this to Lord Shiratori, but it was also an old man who had experienced the last period of time, understood the pain in the heart of the adult, and finally chose to remain silent.

"Then. I'll go first."

Eri Shiratori watched the little fox say goodbye to her, and although she always felt that she had forgotten something, she also nodded because she thought that time and space also had a repulsive force on it.

Then when the little fox was about to disappear into the golden light, he suddenly remembered, "Oh, you forgot to take the fried tofu I made for you."

"Master Shiratori!"

From the closed space-time channel came the little fox's heart-wrenching cry, and Shiratori Eri said, "There are too many things on my mind, and I forget them all at once."

Forget it, eat it by yourself this time, and do it again when there is still a chance for it to come.

Although she thought so, Shiratori Eri didn't eat it either, because when she came home from work the next day, she saw Dazai-senpai sitting in a daze by her door, looking at the injuries on his face and body, Shiratori Eri Li couldn't resist feeding him all the fried tofu, and even cooked him a meal.

You were beaten a bit badly, Dazai-senpai.