Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

Shiori had a bad feeling when she received the package signed by Dr. Inoue on the third floor without her full name, and it was not her daily screen name.

And that premonition was confirmed the moment the package was opened.

【Stay away from him】

The blood on the card was probably the blood drawn from the blood bag and sprayed on the paper with a syringe.

Very... people have an inexplicable feeling that they complement the unnecessary experience on campus.

Just receiving the threatening blood letter alone is enough to frighten many shy and introverted girls, but for Shiori, who is already half a doctor, it is just a second of stupefaction to think about what she is. When and who offended.

Hmm, probably Osamu Dazai?

Then it should be sent to the Lord, plus a card of [I love you and would like to die in love with you], maybe he will be really happy to clean up right away.But who will suffer the most is another matter.

While complaining, Shiori continued to flip the paper.

Because she didn't know much about the specific structure of the bomb, Shiori was even a little surprised when she saw the detonator and other decent structures.

Regardless of whether this thing is true or not, it is quite useful as a popular science material.

Of course, she didn't dare to act too rashly, and she was sure that nothing would happen to her, but she would be too embarrassed if her neighbors were involved.Right now, Liuhua's imprint flickered. In short, no matter what, there is nothing wrong with stacking a three-day return shield for yourself first.

With a thought in her mind, the orange translucent triangular shield unfolded in front of the girl.

Then she cautiously stretched out her hand from behind, and the little triangle followed her movement to wrap up the box.

The top layer was removed, because it was probably the moment the detonator opened the package, and it fell automatically, so the countdown of only 3 minutes began.

There are also red and blue lines that are often photographed on TV.

Shiori eagerly took out the scalpel in the box, and dialed the home phone with the shortcut key with the other hand.

"Everyone, let me ask you a question, do you like blue or red?"

"Huh? Lord?"

The other party connected instantly, and it should be Hasebe who answered the phone. When encountering such a question, he was stunned for a while, not knowing how to answer.

"Did something happen?"

"Yeah, it's nothing, so let's change the question. Hasebe thinks I look better in blue or red? You can't say both look better."

1 minute passed between talking.

"Red—well."

Although it is not clear, Hasebe still quickly gave the answer.

"Ji Jun is most suitable for such a bright color, which is as warm as the sun and matches your hair color."

No...so blue is also very suitable. Although it is as hot as the warm sun, but it is focused on the details, calm in the slightest when encountering problems, just like the calm and distant sea, what a lovely and perfect person this is! !

"That's it..." Shiori didn't think too much about it, she just nodded when she got the answer, and looked at the grid where the countdown had entered 1 minute and 60 seconds, "Then I'll cut the blue thread for the bomb in my hand alright."

!!!

Wait, is this really a big deal? !

What, what, how could it have something to do with the bomb?

Even if he knew the defensive power of his lord, even if the whole of Yokohama fell, it might not be able to hurt her half a point.

But the loyal dog always said that his master is just a slender, gentle and kind child who needs protection and tolerance!

His mental activities were extremely complicated, and the ticking of the countdown clock seemed to sound in his ears, it was terrible!Too dangerous!

Before he could continue calling to stop, he heard the sound of the blade on the other end of the phone gently picking up the thin wire and then cutting it.

Needless to say, the sharpness of the scalpel blade was too late to stop it.

His heart stopped suddenly, and his eyes went blank for a moment.

just listen-

"I don't know if it was cut correctly, or it was just a model from the beginning, anyway, it didn't explode. That's great, Hasebe is really amazing!"

"No, no, no, this is not something to be praised. It is a great honor to be able to help. As long as the Lord orders, the servants will burn the temple, please order as you like."

He was habitually led astray.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha, I don't have any grudges with the temple, but it's Hasebe's strength to always be so serious, I like it very much."

Wait, that's not the point of the matter.

"Did you get the bomb?"

"Well, there is also a threatening blood letter, but I probably guessed the reason, and it will be resolved soon. Just now, I have nothing to do. I restored the blood with the return shield and tested it with the test strips at hand. It is type O. .”

I see you are bored.

"Because I went to the park for a short stay in the past two days, I didn't meet Mr. Fukuzawa, and I didn't send out the things. I am not very happy. But the owner of the coffee shop downstairs told me that if I go to drink coffee in the future, it will be specially given to me. I’m just happy to make a soufflé and then try to learn how to make a floating island.”

Shiori, who was holding the phone, chattered.

"Okay, there's nothing else to do now, I'm hanging up the phone. Thank you for caring about me, Hasebe."

Next, put the things back in the express box and go to the detective agency to ask.

Even if there is an angel like Kenji, and a detective agency that can take care of troubles like Osamu Dazai, for Shiori, who is all pensioners except love, it is really...

Slightly bad neighbors.

I really don't know what kind of person the president of such an organization is.

Maybe it's a helpless old man who can only clean up the mess for his subordinates?No, no, it should be an old fox who can suppress all kinds of troubled youths, who is very aggressive and is also very popular in the political world?

harm.

Although it hasn't been long since I moved to this office, after running two or three times, I still recognized Butei's clerk who hadn't been out of the field.Except for the pillar "the world's number one detective" who is said to be on a business trip to solve serial murders, and the president, they have basically met face to face.

But it's good to never meet.

If it weren't for the thoughtful service of the coffee shop downstairs, who would want to be neighbors with the walking accident constitution member.

# # #

"Are you Miss Shiori downstairs? Is there something wrong?"

The bribery effect of the refreshments was excellent, even though a familiar Shiori was holding a slightly suspicious big box, she was still invited to the reception room by Kirako Haruno with a good voice.

"I was downstairs just now and received this courier. Is Mr. Kunikida or Mr. Dazai here?"

"Yes, yes, yes! I'm here—how strange, I thought Miss Shiori wouldn't come to see me if anything happened."

The black-haired young man who was lying on the sofa and seemed to be listening to music leisurely with a pair of earphones suddenly had his eyes lit up.

"Before I received this, I never intended to find you, Dazai-san."

She unwrapped the package in her hand, revealing the bomb that was stuck in a ten-second countdown.

"It should be a model, but it still shocked me when I opened it, and there was a threatening card attached."

"Miss, did you receive it too?"

He didn't look surprised at all, with a forced perfunctory look of surprise.

"It looks like she made two copies. It's a fake without explosives, so don't worry at all. And I've made it clear to her sternly, and she's given up on it."

"But I called home stupidly just now, crying and asking which one should I cut for red and blue, which shocked my family."

Shiori looked a little angry, and a circle of blush was forced around the eye sockets.

"Although it turned out to be an oolong incident later, I really want to complain now. Also, although it is a fake, it is too realistic. I can't deal with it but..."

It seemed that the more I talked, the angrier I became, and she gave Osamu Dazai a sidelong glance.

"That's definitely Dazai-san's fault!"

Everyone denounced it together.

After being surrounded by several clerks and sisters for a while, and after talking with Dr. Yosano about the structure of the human body and anatomical cases to calm down, Shiori relented and didn't mind the influence of Osamu Dazai on her.

By the way, it added another layer of debt to him.

Although he himself doesn't seem to care too much about the state of being in debt and not worrying about a bunch of creditors.

"Speaking of which, I have seen a corpse, the position of the fishbone is exquisite, too close to the larynx and the main artery, it will die..."

"There are always such exceptions, and I also..."

As for the members of the detective agency, watching Shiori's face changed instantly, and after getting Dazai Osamu to admit that he owed her two favors, he immediately withdrew his redundant expressions and looked like he was having a good conversation with Dr. Yosano.

Got it—

Sure enough, the doctor who can make Dr. Xie Ye feel that it is too late to meet him in advance is definitely not easy to mess with.

Such a conclusion.

Shiori smiled at this, as if she had completely achieved her goal.