The power comes from Chaldea

In a person's life, there are always a few times when he is on the verge of overturning and being overturned.

Mochizuki Chiyo took the initiative to face the wall and think about her mistakes, holding the wall with one hand and pressing the other hand on her forehead, feeling quite disappointed.

At this time, she deeply realized the fact that it is better to debut in place than to save the world.

She has figured out the rules now, as long as it is a literary giant, it is a mafia. This is really... a big collapse in the Japanese literary world.

On the way to save the world, the difference in the world line encountered is too much.

Treat these literary giants who used to be the focus of the exam well? !Her test paper is about to cry!

"Your school uniform doesn't look like Yokohama, are you a tourist? Yokohama is very chaotic recently, you'd better leave as soon as possible."

Although it is a mafia, Nakahara Chuya is still very approachable when facing enemies and ordinary people other than Dazai.

If it hadn't been for the appearance of him crushing steel bars with one hand just now, this appearance would not feel like a mafia at all.

Mochizuki Chiyo was a little surprised by his attitude, but she seemed to understand.

The premise of being approachable is also based on a full grasp of one's own strength.

Nakahara Nakaya turned around and looked at Mochizuki Chiyo, his gold-like eyes quickly attracted attention, even if his appearance was quite beautiful, he would notice these eyes first.

"your eyes……"

Mochizuki Chiyo was puzzled: "Eyes?"

"It's nothing, it's getting late, children, go home quickly."

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...?

Although you're a gangster and fight...cough, it's obvious that we're still the same age! ?

Even if it's a younger name, it's still... I'm not feeling well!

She ignited the obsessive desire to win: "Isn't Mr. Nakaya still a child? Besides, I am also a high school student who is saving the world."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Probably after Osamu Dazai, it was the first time I met someone who was so confident in the second grade.

Mochizuki Chiyo came back to her senses, and couldn't help but choked speechlessly.

Wait... What's with this unnecessary desire to win!

She calmed down and changed the subject as if nothing had happened: "Hey, compared to that, can I ask you for a contact information? After all, you saved my life just now."

It is probably the only experience to have fun in the midst of suffering, and to be able to get the contact information of literary giants.

Anyway, I can talk about saving the world in the second year of middle school, and then I will show off to my cousin that I have obtained the contact information of the literary giants, which will be more natural in comparison (no).

But even if suits are standard for mafia, is Choker too?

Mochizuki Chiyo paused for a moment, and glanced at the accessories on Nakahara Nakaya's neck, the gorgeous ocher color was winding down, and the pure black collar on the neck could be vaguely seen between the hair strands.

She raised her hand to touch the choker on her neck, which is also for decoration. The only difference is that hers has lace on it.

I suddenly got the same item from the Mafia, and I couldn't help being a little excited.

Zhongyuan Zhong also refused very skillfully: "Ah, if you are grateful, you can send it directly to the address of the port mafia, or a letter, and the pennant and gift are still free."

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

Why are you so proficient! !

"Go back, I'm leaving."

Zhong Yuanzhong also waved his hands back, and the windbreaker draped over his shoulders drew a beautiful arc along his movements.

It's just that he didn't take a few steps, and was interrupted by a sudden text message prompt.

"Wishing you to reach the top of the literary world as soon as possible?" Zhongyuan Zhong also read, and quickly raised his eyebrows, "This guy, Qingmackerel, is tossing about some messy things again."

He skillfully blacklisted Osamu Dazai's new number, and the speed with which he threw it into the blacklist was as determined as if he never wanted to see this name again for the rest of his life.

However, the number can be blocked, but the ip cannot be blocked.

For Osamu Dazai, it was just a small matter of changing the number and continuing.

[It's just that Chuya has a penchant for women's clothing?Wearing the uniform of a female high school student, with a long black wig and golden colored contact lenses, she is really well equipped~]

Nakahara Chuya: ...

This guy... I'm afraid he wants to go to hell with the GSS people?

It's just this description... but it makes him feel a little familiar...?

[Oh, but it seems that I was wrong, after all, the girl's ability is also very unique.If Zhong also meets another 'self', don't miss it, Mr. Mori likes to collect his subordinates very much. 】

Along with the text message, there was also a photo.

Nakahara also turned his head sideways, his eyes fell on Mochizuki Chiyo's face, and he was slightly absent-minded.

Osamu Dazai sent another message [If you can understand why she is pretending to be Chuya, we think that in this war, we Hong Kong gangsters should have some advantages. 】

Although he was very unhappy to be directed by the blue mackerel, Nakahara Chuya turned around and asked peacefully: "By the way, I just heard that the lady's name is also Nakahara Chuya?"

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

This is of course not, unless there is a possibility of having a surname Zhongyuan after naturalization, otherwise there is only one possibility for her name to exist.

It's just that she is a detective after all, and Mochizuki Chiyo quickly realized that the text message just now should be someone who told Nakahara Chuya what just happened.

And she should be able to conclude that the person who sent the message was Osamu Dazai.

Somewhere, Osamu Dazai was holding a stack of materials he had just received, and before he could look through them, he sneezed suddenly.

"Tch——" the boy rubbed his nose innocently, and nodded in conviction, "Well, it seems that Zhong is also very happy."

In the alley, the afterglow of dusk pours down through the alley entrance, and the beautiful powder mist fills the sky.

Nakahara Nakaya turned around, looked up at the top floor of the tall building that looked nothing out of the ordinary, and slowly approached Mochizuki Chiyo step by step.

Mochizuki Chiyo raised Fufu innocently: "Ah, Mr. Chuya, are you talking about my supernatural power?"

Fufu tilted her head cooperatively: "Fu——"

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

As soon as she opened her mouth, she could tell that this was not Fufubenfu at all!

What are you, Dr. Roman!

Let Fufu speak for herself! !

Fufu turned around, winked playfully at her, and flicked her big fluffy tail as if self-satisfied.

Soon, he sneaked up on Mochizuki Chiyo's hair obediently, and rolled his fluffy body into a ball, very obedient and harmless.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...?

This is really... thank you, doctor!

"Mr. Chuya probably misunderstood, my name is Mochizuki Chiyo. As for the thing you said... it is like this, my ability is [Copy], I can keep... what I like, just like the current form , is my favorite fluffy."

Although there is no positive explanation, it does imply something true or false.

Nakahara Chuya raised his hand and shackled Mochizuki Chiyo to a corner, his cobalt blue eyes had a questioning look that he hadn't seen before.

"I generally don't do anything to women, so...you'd better confess as soon as possible."

Mochizuki Chiyo said with a difficult face: "That is to say... I, I am actually your admirer!"

Of course it was not a second ago, but for the sake of life, it is not a problem to put the savior on the altar! (fog)

But who can blame this... The speed at which the world line turns its back on people is far faster than expected.

Mochizuki Chiyo wept silently in her heart.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback, he couldn't see clearly in the dark, he could only vaguely notice that his ears were gradually turning red as if they were dyed in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Um?Surprisingly innocent...

But pure love is pure love, and Zhong Yuan Zhong has always had an incomparably excellent work attitude.

He was about to continue to ask, when he noticed an unnatural atmosphere coming from above his head.

When human beings are dealing with things, not many can do both at the same time.

Before Mochizuki Chiyo could react, the muddy liquid splashed on the side of her face, and Nakahara Chuya quickly held her head down and was tightly protected.

Ehhhh——Mochizuki flustered, such a sudden hug! ?

only--

It was followed by a bang, like the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, or the sound of a gun hitting the ground softly.

The detective's intuition tells Mochizuki Chiyo that something happened.

In the next second, the pungent smell of blood penetrated through every hole.

Mochizuki Chiyo wiped her cheeks calmly, and the dark reddish brown on her knuckles was quickly reflected in her golden eyes.

Nakahara Nakaya politely protected Mochizuki Chiyo with one hand, looked up vigilantly, and his eyes quickly focused on the... dead body that suddenly fell from the sky.

He was originally planning to return to the port mafia, but he just helped Mochizuki Chiyo, but he didn't expect that there would be such a series of incidents.

Since the opening of the Dragon Head War, restless people have really popped up one after another.

"Mochizuki, Da Vinci personally tested for a special reaction, and there is something wrong with that corpse."

Fufu, who fell on her shoulder due to a sudden accident, also stood up and shook her hair at this time. While disguised as a scarf, she also conveyed Dr. Roman's whispered words completely.

"I see, doctor." Mochizuki Chiyo sighed, her bright golden eyes seemed to flash across the scene in front of her with a bit of indifference, "It's just that the blood drips first, and then the corpse falls. This order is obvious. Provocative."

It's just that she is the target of the provocation, or this...Mr. Nakahara Nakaya of the port mafia?

Or, is it an extremely low probability...accident?

"Oh, did an incident happen? I didn't expect Ranpo-sama to come across an incident casually. This is what the president said about the cultivation of a detective!"

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

Why should a famous detective have the cultivation of where to go?Is this the death ambition that a detective should have... No wonder!

Let the world be a little more peaceful——!

but--

Ranpo-sama?

The familiar name quickly brought back the memory of not far away, Mochizuki Chiyo turned her head, just in time to meet the pair of emerald green eyes at the entrance of the alley.

The detective-style cloak is matched with the detective-like hat, and the whole body is covered with British checks. It seems that only a famous detective's pipe is missing.

It just looks childish.

"Hmph, let Ranpo-sama show off his talents. Extraordinary ability—super reasoning!"

So why do you have to shout out the superpowers!

Edogawa Ranpo looked at the two people who were very close in front of him, pondered for a moment, clapped his hands and concluded: "Oh, it seems that now is not the right time to investigate the case. Then Master Ranpo is gone!"

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...? ? ?

You come back to me! !