I was touched by Yokohama

"What happened after we met? Mr. Kunikida and Mr. Dazai couldn't catch him?" Naomi Tanizaki, the logistics staff of the Armed Detective Agency, asked doubtfully.

"It can't be regarded as missing, but..." Kunikida Doppo couldn't help frowning, showing a somewhat indescribably tangled expression.

Obviously things are not as simple as Tanizaki Naomi guessed.Everyone looked at each other and surrounded them with interest.

A few minutes later, the members of the club who had heard the ins and outs suddenly made a surprised voice: "So, Kunikida and Dazai let go of the girl who caused the rain?"

"I still let it go by myself."

Faced with everyone's incredulous gazes, Kunikida Doppo coughed uncomfortably, but did not deny it.

"Does it have a suspected healing ability?" Naomi Tanizaki was surprised, "And it will not be affected by Mr. Dazai's supernatural ability."

You must know that supernatural beings in the healing department are extremely rare, and they have only one detective agency, which is almost an important guarantee for their lives in every dangerous mission.But even if Dr. Yosano is enough to restore the dying injury to the original state, it will not work for Mr. Dazai.

Yosano Akiko is also very interested in this girl who may have the same healing ability as her, but she is more interested in another thing.

"It's unexpected. If Kunikida hesitated a little bit and was able to say the past, then Dazai, if you let go carelessly for this reason, the possibility is basically zero." Yosano Akiko put his finger on his chin, He looked thoughtfully at Osamu Dazai, who had been lying on the sofa with a relaxed face since he came back.

All the commune members who were still arguing stopped suddenly and looked at Osamu Dazai in unison.

The black curly-haired young man who seemed to stay out of the matter and completely ignored everyone's heated discussion, finally sat up slowly under the curious eyes of everyone.

"It's not because of carelessness, and it's not because of soft-heartedness."

The black-haired, kite-eyed youth said in a low voice.

"Why is that?" Yosano Akiko asked with great interest.

Osamu Dazai lay back on the sofa and closed his eyes: "It's just because she said something that surprised me."

She said, Mr. Dazai, just because I promised to heal one person.

Osamu Dazai should have asked who it was, but at this moment, he suddenly had a strong premonition.

Some of his hidden traits made him suddenly feel a retreat, so he stopped there, unwilling to ask any more questions.

After carefully pulling away all the memories in his mind, Osamu Dazai was convinced that he had never seen this snow-haired girl before, and if he had, he would definitely not have the slightest impression of such a person.

Yosano Akiko raised her eyebrows: "A word?"

What kind of words can make Dazai lose his composure?

"Dr. Yosano, you don't need to ask, Dazai won't tell." After Edogawa Ranpo opened his green eyes and looked at Dazai for a few times, he continued to eat potato chips, and his cheeks swelled from chewing Drumming, "After all, he himself can't fully determine the reason."

"Oh? Even Dazai can't figure out why he let go?" Yosano Akiko was even more surprised.

Osamu Dazai dragged the end: "Mr. Ranpo, I obviously guessed that if the real thing was done, Kunikida and I might not be able to keep each other at all."

Edogawa Luanpo snorted, he was noncommittal to Dazai Osamu's words, and bit the last piece of potato chips.

Osamu Dazai: "...Okay, okay, I'm really a little uncertain."

He watched Edogawa Ranpo, put away his lazy and leisurely look, and became a little more formal: "So, what does Mr. Ranpo think about this matter?"

"Mr. Ranpo should have seen some clues?"

"Mr. Ranpo, do you have any speculation?" Kunikida Doppo also asked aloud, he is in a state of entanglement and needs more information.

Everyone in the Armed Detective Agency will not doubt Edogawa Ranpo's mind and the results, they trust the core of their own detective agency.

Edogawa ranbo squinted and opened a new bag of potato chips, while nonchalantly giving a conclusion: "Dazai is right in one thing, that person is very powerful, you can't keep her."

Kunikida Doppo: "So, she really just doesn't want to fight with us, so she uses that... gentle way to let us loose her?"

Even now, looking back at the situation at that time, Kunikida Doppo can't guarantee that he can control himself from being affected by that "distressed" emotion.

Edogawa Ranpo nodded.

Osamu Dazai was still thinking about something with lowered eyes, he suddenly said: "Mr. Ranpo, have you noticed anything wrong?"

Osamu Dazai is not asking, after all, it is impossible for Edogawa Ranpo not to notice something that even he has noticed.Osamu Dazai just wanted to get a definite answer.

After Edogawa Ranpo glanced at him, he chewed potato chips.

Because of this, his voice was a little muffled, but everyone in the Armed Detective Agency had very good hearing and could hear clearly.

"Yes, you should have a very unusual relationship."

It's just that there is not enough information now, and more things can only be known after seeing the girl.

"Huh, so does she actually know Mr. Dazai?" In the silence of the detective agency, Miyazawa Kenji widened his eyes and made a voice, "Mr. Dazai didn't recognize him, do you remember?"

Kunikida Doppo pushed the glasses: "Shouldn't the point be that the relationship with Osamu Dazai is unusual?!"

Atsushi Nakajima was also surprised: "Mr. Dazai knows someone? Is it the port mafia?"

But obviously this is unlikely, if it is really the port mafia, it is impossible for such a thing to almost flood the Hong Kong building.

"Maybe he's an enemy of the port mafia. He used to fall in love with Mr. Dazai!"

Osamu Dazai finally couldn't help interrupting this increasingly outrageous speculation: "Wait, are you all too excited?"

"After all, it's such an interesting thing, someone that even Dazai doesn't remember." Yosano Akiko elongated her voice meaningfully, "An unusual relationship—"

"Could it be that Mr. Dazai is a scumbag?"

Osamu Dazai: "..." The wind commentary was killed.

In the atmosphere of happy discussions in the detective agency, Dazai Osamu sighed: "Mr. Ranpo, look at it, because of your words, I have already become a scumbag without knowing it. This is really bad."

Edogawa Ranpo, who was buried in snacks, managed to find time to take a look at Dazai Osamu. Chacha's existence is too special, and he has not met him before. The world's No.1 detective can only deduce that Chacha has an unusual relationship with him. Edogawa Ranpo is not interested in directly classifying it as a member's private matter.

Only snacks and cases can really catch the eyes of Mr. Ranpo!

"Maybe you can get in touch with her more." Edogawa Ranpo said casually, "Otherwise you will regret it."

Osamu Dazai paused for a moment, and after two seconds of silence, he slowly closed his kite-colored pupils to cover up the complicated look in his eyes.

Regret... what?

……

After a few days of adjustments, Chacha was able to control the rain a little bit, but this did not mean that the rain had stopped.

But it's always nice to be able to relax a little bit.

Just as Chacha was standing on the bridge and looking at the turbulent river below, and slightly frowned in thought, she suddenly noticed something and turned to look behind her.

A man with long white hair was watching her with interest in her red eyes.

His aura is like a pampered and elegant nobleman, but there is a dangerous aura hidden under the interest, Chacha can detect it without looking at it deliberately.

The other party seemed to have no intention of hiding.

But in this exchange of gazes, when Shibusawa Tatsuhiko thought that Chacha would say something anyway, Chacha didn't seem to notice the incongruity in him at all, and slowly looked away, looking down the bridge , it seems that the tumbling water looks much better than him.

This is the first time I met Xia Mawei?Shibusawa Ryuhiko narrowed his red eyes.

No one had ignored him in a long time.

Chacha didn't expect that just using silence to express her refusal to talk would be filled up so much by others.She was thinking that the water level of the river should have been controlled by the government when she suddenly heard a voice beside her.

"The rain in Yokohama this month is very long, and it even slightly interrupted some of my plans, which is beyond my expectation, but," Shibusawa Tatsuhiko leaned slightly, casually glanced at the direction Chacha was looking at , "I was pleasantly surprised."

"Everything in this world is expected and will not be beyond my control. It is very rare to have a little surprise."

As he spoke, he laughed.

"I'm looking forward to what kind of crystallization of your supernatural ability will be, the supernatural ability that can make Yokohama rain continuously and those people can't do anything about it..."

The white hair slid down his shoulders with his movements, Chacha couldn't help but take another look, and then looked back, ignoring this strange man who ran up to her and muttered.

Slate saw this scene in his eyes: [...Are you not angry? 】

"Huh?" Chacha blinked, what's there to be angry about?

【He is provoking you and coveting your abilities. ] Rounding up is coveting her!

It doesn't matter to Chacha, it doesn't bother her anyway, it's fine if she doesn't force her to do it, and it's fine to talk about it.

Slate: […] This idea is very sensible.

Chacha was very calm, but Shibusawa Ryuhiko felt more and more that there was something wrong with everything, this was ignoring him to the end.

It's okay to ignore it for a while, is this really not caring or is it... conceited?

Just as Shibusawa Tatsuhiko wanted to say something more, a person rushed over in a hurry without looking ahead, Chacha turned slightly sideways, and easily avoided, the person seemed to be in a hurry, and ran straight forward without saying sorry.

The coffee table was invisible and frowned delicately, and gave the man another look with a blank expression on his small face.

The smell on that human was...

A little girl who didn't know when she slipped onto the bridge seemed to be frightened. Although she was not hit, she took a few steps back because she couldn't stabilize her body, and almost rolled down the bridge.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko had a good time, he could have stopped him, but why did he do that?

Ordinary humans without supernatural powers are extremely weak existences.

Even in normal times, Shibusawa Ryuhiko couldn't let this kind of thing take a second look, but now he is more interested in another thing.

And Chacha did respond. She looked at the scene calmly, as if she had no intention of helping, but when the little girl staggered a few steps and was about to roll down, Chacha suddenly reached out and grabbed the little girl. back collar.

The little girl with tears in her eyes couldn't help hiccupping: "Thank you, thank you sister."

Chacha didn't speak, but took a look at the little girl's fluffy hair, which seemed soft and easy to touch, so she stroked it, then slowly withdrew her hand.The little girl seemed to be very close to her, even though she was terrified by the previous accident, she didn't cry loudly next to Chacha.

This made Chacha breathe a sigh of relief, after all, if she cried, she might become irritable again.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's unhurried voice sounded like it was boring and bored: "It turns out that people who bring disasters will also take the initiative to save others."

Chacha paused for a moment, and glanced at him strangely.

She finally spoke, and spoke the first words to Shibusawa Tatsuhiko.

"She was asking me for help, and I happened to be able to save her."

"As for the disaster..." Chacha frowned slightly, "You mean the rain that didn't cause any casualties?"

Shibusawa repeated: "...did there be any casualties?"

This was another thing that Shibusawa Ryuhiko had not expected. After all, the torrential rain that lasted for so long before, if there was a slight accident, it is impossible that there would be no casualties.

But this is indeed the case, otherwise the atmosphere in Yokohama would not be as peaceful as it is now.

But for Shibusawa Ryuhiko, who judged the result by himself and did not know the information in detail, he did make another mistake.

Just as he was pondering, his hair suddenly seemed to be moved by someone.

As soon as Shibusawa Tatsuhiko lowered his head, he saw that Chacha had just moved his fingers away from his long white hair.

"It's still a human...it's easier to touch." After touching the other's long hair, which was similar in color to hers, Chacha quickly let go of her hand, her dark golden cat eyes showed a little distaste, and then turned to I touched the little girl's head and felt a little bit of happiness similar to stroking a cat.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko: "..."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's hair is actually relatively fluffy and soft, and has been well taken care of by the owner, but no matter what, it can't compare with children in terms of softness and plush.

But he could tell that the snow-haired girl in front of her was not trying to find fault on purpose, but was genuinely disgusting with him.

This made Shibusawa Tatsuhiko even more unacceptable.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko didn't realize that his thinking had been unknowingly distorted.

Slate: [As expected of you. 】

Chacha: "?"

Sensing Shibusawa Ryuhiko's gloomy and unattractive face, Chacha reluctantly gave him an extra look.

This human's speech is not good, and the fur is not easy to touch, and now the expression has become worse.

The little girl who was listening to the conversation between the two suddenly seemed to understand something, and asked curiously, "Is my sister planning to make a braid for my brother that looks as good as me?"

Saying this, the little girl shook her head a little smugly, and the little braid that was newly tied today followed suit.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko: "..."

He glanced at the low aesthetics of ordinary people, and sneered slightly.

He's crazy to have his hair tied up like this.