5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

Isn't that young man who was carefree, greeted me enthusiastically when he saw me, and clearly had one arm still in the school doctor's hand to treat the wound, isn't he Dazai Osamu?

Meeting Dazai here is a perfect accident.He came here from Yokohama, I don't think it's a personal matter.

"Should it be a coincidence?" On Dazai's smiling face, the young man's crescent-shaped smiling eyes are the best weapon to make people let go of their vigilance, and he continued: "Oh, I didn't expect to meet Miss Kazue here, Could it be that Mr. Blindfold next to him is..."

He pulled out a super long sound with all his strength, just like the host of a quiz show deliberately delaying before announcing the answer.

"Boyfriend... um! It doesn't look like it." He cheerfully expressed his conjecture, "It really is a colleague, right?"

I was immune to Dazai's way of speaking and nodded calmly: "As you can see, this is my colleague, Mr. Gojo, who is also my boss."

"It's so funny~" With a fluttering voice, Gojo Satoru walked forward, leaned against the door frame next to him, crossed his arms, and seemed to be smiling - when his lips curled up a little, it looked like he was smiling , but simply moved the corner of his mouth without smiling.

Gojo Satoru: "Since it's 'sort of', whether it's a fact or a paper record, I am the boss of Shuri - there is no doubt about this."

"That's right, Miss Ichigo looks very polite." Osamu Dazai said cheerfully, his movements were so large that the school doctor next to him couldn't help telling him "don't move around", but this person turned a deaf ear.

"Let me guess, the two of you came here for the investigation of the serial murder case."

It is a guess, but it is clearly certain.

I have some understanding of Dazai's superficial character, and I didn't appear to be speechless. First, I said to Anri Sonohara beside me: "Let's go in first, shall we?"

Being outside all the time is not appropriate for a conversation.

In order not to make her feel uncomfortable, I smiled and said, "I met someone I knew before, and I want to talk to him. Sonohara-san is your freedom to stay or leave."

"Then I'll take my leave."

"Is your body alright?"

"I think...it's all right."

The only way for her to go out is the space between Wujo Wu and the door frame.The girl clenched her other arm tightly, lowered her head and squeezed herself out, without seeing the intriguing expression on Gojo Satoru's face.

Looking at the figure of the girl running away, I asked Gojo Satoru: "Is there anything wrong with that child? I didn't see the curse. Mr. Gojo can see more things, right?"

"Now is not the time to explain." He raised his hand in front of me, and then pointed at the girl's back in the motion of shooting his fingers, "At present, it has nothing to do with the case, but I can't say that. Anyway, there is something wrong with the child. Troublesome things are not dangerous at this stage."

I frowned slightly, and asked him in a low voice: "Does it mean that it doesn't matter if you let it go?"

"That's the way it is. Rather than this, why not talk about this—someone I knew before?"

I wasn't honest enough to say that I was a "colleague of my ex-boyfriend", and I only said "yes" vaguely, only then did I realize that Gojo Satoru's attention had shifted to the bandaged young man.

"Just now he asserted that our purpose is to investigate the case." Wujo Satoru said, "It seems that our purpose is the same."

The way these two people laughed at each other gave me the illusion that the same sex repels each other, and it can't be said to be the same sex, but it can only be said to be two auras with a strong sense of collision when they meet.

Dazai's joyful voice is filled with the words "it's not too big to watch the excitement".

"That's right, Kunikida-kun is here too. I'm probably on his way now—ah, we're almost there."

As footsteps approached, Kunikida Doppo came out from the corridor next to him.The reunion with the ex-boyfriend turned out to be in the workplace, and at present, it is very likely that we have bumped into the content of work.

The blond young man still frowning, appeared from the side with a straight body, before I could speak, he bent down and bowed to me—I was flattered by being so polite, Gojo Satoru next to him coaxed softly: "Huh?"

I had no choice but to salute in the same way, and then said, "Good afternoon, Kunikida-kun."

Kunikida, who can't hide his thoughts very well, said, "...good afternoon."

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……

As a former student, my familiarity with the campus is far ahead of the four-person team.

In order to facilitate the conversation, I went back to the empty club classroom.

"Okay, okay, everyone, please be happy, and look relaxed, otherwise you will scare the female high school students passing by, especially you—Kunikida-kun." Dazai said to his partner with a smile, "Work is very difficult. It's annoying."

Successfully saw a raised "#" on the latter's head.

"Armed Detective Agency." Gojo Satoru looked at the two of them with interest, and sat on a chair with his legs spread, "Who did you entrust?"

"It's from the uncle of the deceased Reiko Hakuno. The police haven't been able to give an explanation. He can't sit and wait any longer." The person who answered was Dazai, who looked sideways at the wall of the activity room, still saying the message: "Sister Died in an accident, but the only blood left was brutally murdered... Ah, what a pity. It is said that he had proposed to take Bai Yelizi to Yokohama before, but was rejected by the child. I was worried about meddling in the child's life, so I had to remit her living expenses every month."

"After this kind of thing happened, the client has completely fallen into the quagmire of self-blame. When he came back to his senses, the belief that supported him became: no matter what, he must do something for that child. After that, he A little bit of relationship was used." Dazai clamped his index finger and thumb, using the small distance as a metaphor, "The commission was naturally handed over to the detective agency."

"Dazai." Kunikida cast a warning gaze, "We should keep the client's information confidential."

"What does it matter? Anyway, if they want to investigate, they can find it quickly." Dazai analyzed the pros and cons with a smile, "Investigation by both parties is more efficient, or do you not want to solve the case quickly? Or Kunikida-kun prefers the atmosphere of Tokyo." ?"

"No...forget it."

Kunikida is not such a rigid and inflexible person, so he just muttered a few words and didn't raise any rebuttals.

"But I didn't expect Miss Yizhi's new job to be... well, what should I say? Supernatural power? Mind science or something?"

"Curse is not such a thing, Dazai-san," I said.

I was a little surprised that the people from the Armed Detective Agency learned about things in the magic world, but after thinking about it, it seemed reasonable again.

With their explanations, I realized that the Armed Detective Agency had also had contact with conjurers.To put it a bit vulgarly-everyone is a person who has seen the world, rather than making a fuss, it is better to find a way to maximize efficiency.

"Well, they're all about the same, anyway, they're all unscientific—"

Dazai is a bit more than Gojo Satoru in terms of youthfulness.

The young man put his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, leaned back, tilted the stool, and swayed on the chair with an unstable center of gravity. I was afraid that his center of gravity would fall to the back of his head.

"Want to exchange clues?" I said, "Of course, before that, I would like to know where your progress is."

The duo came an hour earlier than us. We were investigating Madoka Hoshimura's line, but they were mainly Reiko Hakuno.

Dazai said, "Oh? Shall we show our cards first?"

"Judging from our current situation, with the information support from the government, we have an absolute advantage in the amount of information." Wujo Satoru said, "The two detective agencies can bring enough weighty information, and cooperation can be achieved. established."

"Hmm, taking exploitation for granted——as expected of an existence called 'Boss'."

Unlike Dazai's escape, Kunikida expressed some understanding of Gojo Satoru's approach after thinking about it.

"I understand, but in exchange - we also need to get equivalent information."

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips and smiled: "Of course."

After sighing, Kunikida took out his all-purpose notebook, flipped out a page, and read: "A taciturn, artist-like autistic girl, this is the students' impression of Reiko Shirano."

"Isn't this very common?" Gojo Satoru put his fingers on his lips and asked, "Reiko Baiye dropped out of school, what is the reason for her to drop out of school?"

"This is your special show—tell me, Kunikida-kun!"

"I'm not a Pokémon." Kunikida frowned slightly: "As far as we know, although she has a withdrawn personality, she has never suffered any school violence during school, and she just lives her life like a transparent person. "

Me: "Oh?"

"During the summer vacation of the first grade, Reiko Hakuno returned to the school building to collect her personal belongings. She just witnessed a girl from the same school committing suicide by falling from the building in front of her. She was extremely mentally stimulated. Although she returned to school after receiving psychological treatment, her mood was still unstable. Quite a few people saw her standing by the window, muttering to herself: 'I can't stay any longer' -- this is what Reiko Baiye said the most."

"Could it be that...after that accident, she became 'seeable'?"

"It's very likely."

I said: "That is to say, after the preliminary speculation of the accident, Reiko Baiye became able to see those things."

"By the way, Yijizhi gave me the records about this school just now. Not long ago, a magician came here to dispel the curse spirit—I think it's the ones that Reiko Baiye saw." Gojo Satoru raised his phone, "Is there any other information?"

"No—" Dazai said, "It's only here, it's too slow, Kunikida-kun."

Kunikida: "If you didn't suddenly run to the tree next to the playground and hang yourself, our search progress would never have been so small."

Of course we also exchanged information here.

Although they are only investigating the case of Reiko Baiye, it is essentially a serial murder case. Each case is not independent, and the correct way to solve it is to connect them together.

So, after integrating the information from both parties, the plan of Gojo Satoru and I remains the same, and then——

"We're going to go to the monitoring room to have a look."

When I got up, the bench dragged on the ground and made a sound, which should have been under me.But there was a similar rubbing sound from behind——

"A branch?"

He was wearing a shirt and sweater, and a beige jacket over it.The young man wearing black-rimmed glasses told me who I am.When he saw me, he stretched out his hand to help the frame of the mirror, as if confirming whether he was mistaken, looked at me carefully, and asked: "...Is it a branch?"

"...Yes, may I ask..."

"It's me, I'm Koizumi from the next class!" After I confirmed my identity, his volume suddenly increased, and then gradually weakened for fear of impoliteness, he said: "We used to be in the same class, that... I I wanted to help you on duty before, but you refused, do you remember?"

He reminded me so, so I matched him with the shy male classmate in my memory.

"I remembered, Koizumi-san." I looked at his attire and the documents in his hand, and asked, "Is Koizumi-san a teacher?"

"Yes, yes. My dream is to be a teacher."

Seeing that he was still planning to continue talking, and considering how many people were behind me, I had no choice but to say: "Let's go talk at the door."

Then he turned his head and mouthed Gojo Satoru——

"Wait for me for a few minutes."

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……

"What, what? Is this kind of plot that only appears in Yuejiu TV series about to happen before my eyes? I said let's go and listen—"

"Shhh Dazai, be quiet! Eavesdropping is shameful."

Dazai is like a sprouting mushroom, and Nakunikida is the grass on the top of his head that does not give up on suppressing the growth of the mushroom, and firmly suppresses Dazai to prevent him from being over-excited.

Well aware of the inferiority of human beings, Dazai gave a "tsk", and gently seduced them to commit crimes in the middle of the two: "——Aren't you curious? Listen to that posture, there is a high probability that she is Miss Kazueda's suitor... ...though it didn't work out."

"But! Yes!" he continued, "Isn't it the touching reunion of the reunion after a long absence? The inconspicuous young boy has now grown into a teacher in his own right, but he meets his first love who comes to investigate the case. This was an opportunity to exchange contact information, and then the relationship continued to climb until it became hot. The scene changed into a church, a white wedding dress, and the pastor held up the "Bible" and asked: "Whether you are poor or rich, do you never leave each other?"—— It hurts, it hurts, Kunikida-kun, stop! I'm the injured."

"It's not polite to speculate about this behind your back." Kunikida was not so easily swayed by Dazai.

Seeing that it would fail once, Dazai looked around and said again: "Miss Kazueda said - she likes teachers, although Kunikida-kun is no longer a teacher... It's a pity, the hope of getting back together has diminished."

After a second of silence, Kunikida asked, "...Did she really say that?"

Dazai: "Well..."

Gojo Satoru, who was originally leaning quietly on the back of the chair with his back to the door, cast a glance at the duo after listening to Dazai's speech——

"—what does 'composite' mean?"