Social animals don't deserve love

"Ah~ hello, you finally woke up? Let me introduce myself first, my name is Edogawa Ranpo, from Yokohama, no, I am the most valuable detective in the whole country. This is the Metropolitan Police Department's cooperative hospital. You were injured on the street was sent in."

Oda Sakunosuke lay on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open.A black-haired boy in a brown cloak and a deerstalker cap sat upside down on the chair beside him, raised his hand holding a donut and waved: "What's your name?"

The red-haired boy blinked: "Oda... Sakunosuke."

"Hey, a person with supernatural abilities?" He smiled, holding a pair of black plastic-rimmed glasses in his other hand: "Let the famous detective see..."

"Your friend wants you to get out of the dangerous place." He put away his glasses and concluded: "The injury is very mild, and the angle is tricky, and it will not affect your life after healing. To be honest, you are not too far away from healing now." It's over."

It was only a day in bed.

"Well, I know." He changed his posture, sat up and turned his head to look out the window.If it wasn't for the fact that there was no killing intent and no danger, [Heaven, Clothes Seamless] wouldn't have no reaction at all.

Oda Sakunosuke lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, the door of the ward opened, the doctor walked in front, followed by a young swordsman in green shirt and silver hair.

"President, President, he's awake! His name is Oda Sakunosuke."

The black-haired boy leaned forward to ask for credit coquettishly. He looked like a black cat that was treated well and fed by its owner, so it was extraordinarily arrogant.

"Thank you, Luanbu." He responded to the boy's expectation, and shifted his gaze to the person who was about to get out of bed and leave: "Where are you going?"

"I... want to save a friend." He gritted his teeth and stood up, reached out and touched the black-haired boy who was armed with a gun and said, "Now you, if you don't kill people, you can't save your friend. Is it really okay to let down a friend’s good intentions?"

"Who are you going to save?" the swordsman asked while holding his saber tightly. Oda Sakunosuke lowered his head: "A very important friend, I promise to help her when she is in trouble, but..."

But there is no way to do it now.

"What should I do? If you ask a famous detective for help..." Before he finished speaking, the red-haired boy raised his head and said firmly, "Well, I ask you for help, what should I do."

"Okay, you can rest assured if you entrust it to me~" He looked back at the young swordsman, and opened his mouth when he saw that he had no objection: "Then join the Armed Detective Agency, you are a person with supernatural powers, right? Your friend It should also be a person with supernatural powers, and when we gather enough people to rescue her, she can also join us."

He spoke like a play, and the confidence exuded from all over his body made people feel involuntarily that listening to him would be all right.

Oda Sakunosuke: "Fubuki is not a person with supernatural powers. Her adoptive father treated her badly and gave her to one old man after another..."

The eyes of the president of the Armed Detective Agency became sharp.

"Understood, to save such a girl in the quagmire, you may lose your life for this, will you still do it!"

The red-haired boy looked at him seriously: "She is a good girl, she deserves it."

"Well... things are easier said than done, just keep watching." The squint-eyed boy jumped up from his chair, grabbed his hat and hopped open the door: "There are so many good girls, it's impossible for every one of them to be good." They are all your friends, would you be willing to take risks for them?"

"..."

This is a very practical question. It is not uncommon for people to be willing to take risks for their friends, but detective agencies need members who are willing to take risks for strangers.

"Try it then." He put on his sand-colored coat, finally putting down his gun.

Since that was her wish too, it was accomplished.

Edogawa Ranpo smiled and waited for him for a while: "We are going to save a newcomer, come on." He shook his head, smiling brightly and confidently.Oda Sakunosuke followed in silence, and the black-haired boy walked in front with his back turned to him, and his smile deepened—we have to see if this guy who escaped from PortMafia is worthy of the president's endorsement for him.

Soon they "robbed" a girl with a mental breakdown from a secret sanatorium.Oda Sakunosuke hugged her and led Edogawa Ranpo to run along the corridor where the corpse was carried: "Don't be afraid, you will be free in the end."

He knew that he couldn't save everyone, even his important friends... the soul crying in front of him, he couldn't turn a blind eye anyway.

The armed guards chased after him and fired at him. The red-haired boy seemed to have eyes on his back and avoided the vital point—no matter how big his movements were, he would knock over the detective next to him.

The three young men rushed out of the passage, Edogawa ran a glance to guide the direction, Oda Sakunosuke was responsible for protecting the girl in his arms, and threw away the gatekeeper who was chasing behind him.It wasn't until he was out of danger that he sat down and rested. The black-haired boy flipped his wrist and took out a metal butterfly hair clip from his pocket and put it on the girl's head: "Yoshino Akiko, this is your important thing, right~"

The girl who was as ignorant as a dead person the whole time, her eyes lit up again: "Why do you..."

"A famous detective is omnipotent, ha!" The proud boy raised his nose, shining brightly in the sun.Yosano Akiko lowered her head and raised her hand to touch the hairpin: "...I can heal, I can do many things, I..."

She smelled a faint smell of blood, and looked at the red-haired boy who led her away in horror: "You are injured!"

"Huh? Oh!" Oda Sakunosuke nodded honestly, and glanced at the scratched eyes indifferently: "It's nothing serious."

"Don't do things that scare you." He said flatly, "This green pepper is not tasty, so don't eat it if you don't like it."

"I'm useful!" She misunderstood, and panic filled her heart.The black-haired boy bent down and glanced at her: "How about joining the Armed Detective Agency, we are recruiting investigators."

"Investigator?" The girl was almost desperate: "I don't know, the only thing I can do is treatment, I'm not afraid of being used." She was almost crying, but she heard Edogawa, who called himself a detective, sniffled and laughed out loud : "The Armed Detective Agency does not need your supernatural powers, we only need your tenderness towards the wounded."

Oda Sakunosuke leaned against the wall and listened to them, and his mind drifted towards the port—if it was Fubuki, she could calmly protect herself in the vortex of crises everywhere, she must be more suitable than me for the "Armed Detective Agency Investigator" who is so smart and gentle "work.

Yada Fubuki... At this time, he had already gone to Rantang according to Mori Ogai's request.

She moved out of the treatment room and was arranged to live opposite Lantang's dormitory. Except for Osamu Dazai, who came to the door every now and then to make troubles, she didn't have any visitors. It could almost be regarded as cohabiting with other men without telling the old leader.

Mr. Lantang is a romantic and gentle Frenchman. Although he has forgotten his name, identity and origin due to a certain explosion in the past, there are more things that he has not forgotten.

He not only taught her physical marksmanship, but also taught her to speak French, taught her to play the piano, and read to her the poems he had read when he was young.There are many books in his room, including countless philosophical works besides poetry.Girls would often sneak into Lantang's study and stay there for several hours, refusing to come out unless called.

During this period of time, she slowly resumed her normal diet, and her body grew rapidly, at least she had the curves that a big girl should have.The plump and ruddy color gradually stained the girl's porcelain-white cheeks, as attractive as a fruit that is about to ripen in late summer.

There are more eyes coveting her in PortMafia. If it weren't for her being the "woman" of the old leader in name and Mori Ogai secretly protecting her, some cadres could not help but do it.

Seeing that the young girl who is just at the right age is becoming more and more energetic, the old leader who is getting weaker and weaker is looking at her more and more cruelly.

——Youth is something that money can’t buy, and power can’t be regained. You can’t order your body to be young again.

Such a beautiful girl, who wouldn't want to possess it?Thinking that after his death, she would throw herself into the arms of the next leader without any hesitation, and might even use him as a stepping stone to please the other party with a coquettish smile... Thinking of these, he couldn't help being jealous.

The unreasonable reprimand, abuse, beating, and humiliation, accompanied by the huge wealth and deliberate indulgence later, seemed to let everyone see how frivolous and ignorant she is, how much she loves vanity and chases money.

In the end, he ordered her to murder, and he asked her to kill a MP who opposed PortMafia.

"The time has come to test your loyalty to me, Fubuki. If you can do it, I will give you PortMafia as a legacy."

What he thought was how could a woman do such a thing?Don't be kidding, he just wants her to die.

If she misses, there will be killers in the organization dispatched to remove the "handle"; if she refuses, that's even better, infidelity is the reason for her death; if she succeeds, she can't escape the government's pursuit of her, and she will still die .

Yada Fubuki didn't have any intention of resisting, and quietly walked out of the port under the surveillance of the members of the organization, without even a weapon.

In order to maintain a "harmless" image of herself, she has always presented a weak appearance that can't even hold a fruit knife.With this appearance, is it necessary to receive a weapon?

Long gone, the wind and light of early spring.The cherry blossoms on the branches are bulging buds under the blue sky, maybe it will open when the next spring breeze blows, and then pass away with the wind.

She was wearing a pure white skirt with cumbersome lace ruffles, and she was walking barefoot on the deserted driveway.This is the way that the congressman must pass when meeting his mistress privately every week. At least in PortMafia today, the intelligence department is a place she can fully trust.

Koye Ozaki said "I hate you", but what he didn't say was "I love you also deeply".Just like Fubuki Yata took on her resentment and curse, in order to let her friends find a reason to live in hell—hate me, because I didn’t cruelly reveal the truth of the so-called "love" when I first saw the clue.

Walking along the deserted winding mountain road, the rain that was warm and cold was falling in the sky.

The impractical dress was quickly soaked, and the newly long black hair was also wrapped in rainwater, making it look less elegant and calm.The black car passing by stopped, the windows were rolled down, and the middle-aged congressman in suits and leather shoes looked concerned: "Are you okay? Do you need help?"

She raised her face that was blue from the cold, and her lips that were deliberately painted bright red trembled. At that moment, there was only this redness left in the world.