After the overlord hit the bow, Dazai

"Extraordinary Ability Super Reasoning!"

I watched the young man in front of me take out a pair of glasses and put them on. Suddenly, he seemed to be a different person. He changed from his previous lazy look, and his eyes were sharp. "Ah...that's how it is, I understand."

"So, Mr. Ranpo," I asked sincerely, "how can I get my memory back?"

"Ah, this," he took off his glasses and put them aside, returning to his original lazy look, "you can't find them in this world."

???

What's the meaning? ! ! !

Seeing my bewildered expression, Kunikida Doppo kindly asked for me: "Mr. Ranpo, do you mean that there is no way to restore the memory of this Miss Huang Shang?"

"Yes," he replied casually, "it will recover when you leave this world."

"Isn't that dead..." Someone whispered.

No...it doesn't feel like that.

I frowned.

There seems to be something vaguely grasped in my mind...

"Besides, there's nothing wrong with you now, right?" Edogawa ranpo biting potato chips, vaguely said, "There is a lover who delivers to your door for free, and the other party includes food and lodging. If you don't like him, he I will definitely send you another lover to please you. Don’t worry that he will hurt you if he has plans for you. Although he hides some things from you, he is the least likely to hurt you in this world... To be honest, this kind of I really don't understand a man who deliberately cuckolds himself to please the person he likes."

...Ah, all hits.

Against the admiration and shock mixed gazes of the people around me, I thought with a blank face.

I can guess that Osamu Dazai is hiding something from me, but does this guy really have no intention of being nice to me...?

What kind of lover is this? ! ! !

I almost don't know how to write these two words! ! !

"But... why on earth did he do that?" I was a little confused, could it be that my rank before amnesia was so high that I was fascinated by a man like Osamu Dazai who was not easy to mess with at first glance... My supernatural ability is [Long Live My Emperor], not [Beautiful Beauty Disaster] or [Disaster for the Country and the People], right? !

"Ah, who knows what he thinks," Edogawa Ranpo snorted softly, and began to fiddle with the glass beads at hand, "You said that a man sent other men to the woman he likes to please her? why?"

"...Because he's retarded?"

Edogawa paused his hand playing with the glass ball in Luanpo, thoughtfully: "...it seems very reasonable."

"Well, Ranpo-san, it's not good to say that..." Kunikida Doppo was a little speechless.

Oda Sakunosuke, who was reporting at the side, suddenly said, "I think it might be another situation."

"Huh? Mr. Oda, please tell me."

"Maybe it's because of cowardice..." Oda Sakunosuke said, "I'm afraid that the person I like will leave me one day, so I try my best to try my best to keep the other party. As long as the result is like this, the process will not be necessary. Do you care... Maybe so?"

My eyes widen slightly.

Don't want to... let go?

"Hmph, what's the difference between this and pushing someone you like," the short-haired female doctor with a golden butterfly hairpin snorted coldly, "Instead of doing this, it's better to let go as soon as possible."

"You can't say that," the student-looking girl smiled, and hugged the orange-haired boy next to her, "If the other person is really important to me, then she will never let go easily, just like my brother and I, no matter what we use What means, I will never let my brother leave me~ Hey, what do you think, brother~"

"Ah... I won't let Naomi go either... Uh, don't touch..."

"There are always some reasons why you can't let go," Oda Sakunosuke said with emotion, "Well... this feeling can be used as the material of a novel."

"Eh? Is Oda-san planning to start writing a novel?"

"Ah, I'm still thinking about it," Oda Sakunosuke looked at me, "Ah, can I write this into my novel?"

"Ah, it's an honor to be the subject of your novel, Oda-san," I said, "I don't think that guy would mind."

I don't know why, but I always feel that Dazai Osamu not only doesn't mind, maybe he is very happy...?

"Ah, thank you," Oda Sakunosuke said, he paused, and finally said tactfully, "Miss Huang Shang, I don't know what to say... But I think that person, even in this way, will still You staying by his side shows that you are really important to him, and he really likes you very much."

I lower my eyes.

Ah, maybe.

Maybe Osamu Dazai is deceiving me, but I can feel it alone.

I mean a lot to him.

He doesn't want to leave me.

want to be together.

think……

Osamu Dazai, you really are a coward.

To actually use this method... Sure enough, there is a hole in the brain!

And it really wasn't the one I took the initiative to take a fancy to, but you sent him here too! ! !

I just said that it is impossible for me to be a scumbag to such an extent that it is impossible to think about it by force and plunder! ! !

After I came out of the Armed Detective Agency, I breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that the stone that had been pressing on my heart had been lifted a little bit.

After leaving the old, red building where the detective agency was located, I looked at the bright sun above my head and began to think about where to have lunch.

Hmm... Chinatown, although Mr. Ranpo said that I can't get my memory back, but it's good to try the delicious food in my hometown.

I counted the money in my pocket, um... maybe I can still eat a bowl of fried noodles, right?

I searched the map again, found the nearest route, and set off happily. As soon as I walked out of a small alley, my steps stopped suddenly.

A low-key black car was parked at the entrance of the alley. Next to the car, a man in a long black coat and a black suit with bandages on his body stood there, looking at me quietly.

Depend on! ! !

Why is this guy Dazai here? ! ! !

I suddenly felt my scalp go numb, and I planned to turn around and leave.

Osamu Dazai chuckled, "Xiao Shang, I'm here to treat you to lunch."

Isn't the old Beijing noodles delicious? !don't go!

Osamu Dazai said slowly, "Well... I heard that there is a new hotpot restaurant in Chinatown, and the reviews are quite good."

Hot pot ah...

Beef rolls, mutton rolls, tripe, shrimp slips, crab sticks, fish balls, beef balls, chicken bone balls, sweet and spicy, fish tofu, sausage, cabbage, vermicelli, wide noodles, lettuce, thousand-sheet tofu, tofu puff, Flammulina velutipes...

I want to eat!

It seems that I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time!

I felt tears streaming from the corners of my mouth.

I don't think I can move my legs anymore.

"Ah, I have a bunch of dishes I want to order, but I feel that one person may not be able to finish them all." The devil behind him tempted again, "Ah, I read their family's album, such as crab sticks, fish balls, chicken balls, Beef tripe, shrimp slippery and so on are really good~”

... Does this guy have mind reading skills? ! ! !

"The most important thing is," Dazai Osamu showed a familiar light blue wallet in his hand like magic, "Xiao Shang, you didn't take your wallet with you when you went out, so you don't have much money in your pocket, right? Well... probably just eat a bowl of fried sauce noodle?"

……

Hot pot or fried noodles, that is the question.

Seeing that I was shaken, he clasped his hands together and stared at me, "Xiao Shang, I have never eaten the hot pot from the flower planter, and I want to eat it, why don't you go with him?"

I watched his exaggerated acting skills with cold eyes, the balance in my heart kept swinging and tilting, and finally fell completely towards the hot pot.

just go!Am I still afraid of him? !

Foodies of flower growers are fearless for hot pot! (no)

I nodded reservedly: "Since you invited me sincerely... I will promise you in front of you."

Seeing that I agreed, Osamu Dazai opened the rear door of the car very attentively for me. After I got in, I found that the driver was Nakahara Chuya, who knocked on the steering wheel impatiently. With a hard step on the accelerator, Osamu Dazai, who couldn't sit still, almost knocked his head against the windshield.

"It hurts, Chuya, are you trying to murder the leader?"

"Heh, instead of letting you bastard die under someone else's assassination, it's better for me to get rid of you in advance."

When I arrived at the hotpot restaurant, I entered the pre-booked box, and the young lady in cheongsam brought me the menu with a smile. The two men in the room let me order by myself with the principle of giving priority to women.

"You can order whatever you want, Xiaoshang," Osamu Dazai smiled, "There is a lot of money in Chuya's card, so just order it boldly."

"Asshole! Why do you want me to pay for your treat?!"

"Did the leader pay you when you went out with the leader?" Osamu Dazai pretended to be surprised and opened his eyes wide, "You, Chuya, are not up to standard."

"You die for me!!!"

I ignored the noise of the two of them, and my eyes froze on a certain page.

"Can you eat spicy food?" I suddenly looked up and asked.

"Ah, I don't care." Nakahara Chuya wanted to press the hat, only to remember that the hat had been hung up by him, and retracted his hand in embarrassment.

"For Xiaoshang, I can do anything." Osamu Dazai propped his chin with one hand, and looked at me with a smile, "Of course, it would be even better if you could wash and feed me yourself~"

I pretended I didn't hear his last words, circled the dishes to be boiled, closed the recipes and handed them to the young lady who had been waiting for a long time: "I'm really interested in your store's special feature, abnormally spicy hot pot."

I didn't seem to see Dazai Osamu's gradually stiff smile and Nakahara Nakaya's dumbfounded look, and I said seriously, "The spicier the better."