After choosing a big adventure at Lupine's Bar

"Odasaku!"

Dazai, wearing his usual black coat, ran to Odasaku amidst the sound of sirens, panting.

Oda Sakunosuke seemed to know that he would come, his tone was flat, "Dazai."

"It seems that there is an unexpected turning point."

Akine on the side was moving the arm that was temporarily connected by Odasaku, and Dazai was watching him with a smile on his lips.

"Hey, Yuri-kun, you..."

He was interrupted by Odasaku's deep voice before he finished speaking.

"Dazai, sorry, I have something to tell you first."

The boy in black with kite eyes froze for a moment, then let out a laugh that was as light as an illusion, with a hoarse ending.

"it is good."

"It's okay, it's over... All you have to do now is go back to your own home, drink a cup of hot drink, and have a good rest... Although that's what I want to say," Odasaku put his hands on Mingyin's shoulders lightly, "Maybe I need to trouble you to take care of the children. I'll pick them up from your side later."

"Okay, don't worry."

Mingyin smiled as if nothing had happened.

When he returned to the downstairs of his house, he smelled the aroma from the whirlpool cafe as if in a lifetime.

After recovering, he first went to a detective agency.

"Excuse me." He extended his hand to say hello.

"...May [-]th," Kunikida pushed his glasses, "As a social person, the most important thing is to learn 'reporting, communication, and management', you understand?"

He stomped on the ground repeatedly with the toe of one shoe, and his face was full of anger.

"They're worried about you."

Mingyin's eyes followed him, and looked at the children who were lying on the sofa, huddled together and sleeping. The brain was delayed for several seconds before it started to function, and a reflection meeting was held.

"I'm sorry to trouble you... just treat it as an entrustment." He fumbled in his pocket and satchel, took out his wallet, and counted several ten thousand yuan bills.

There is also a note that I don't know when it was put in.

"No need," Ranpo dressed in standard detective attire, holding a paper bag full of snacks in his arms, and hooked the door with his foot, "Because Yosano has always been interested in you, it's enough to be her as a test subject once." alright."

"Anyway, your hand just happened to be injured."

Mingyin, 18 years old, on May [-]th, his brain was shaking at the moment.

He sat on the edge of the operating table and turned on his mobile phone, which had been in shutdown mode due to insufficient battery. When he turned it on, there were overwhelming notifications of missed calls.

detective agency.

Oda Sakunosuke.

detective agency.

Oda Sakunosuke.

Oda Sakunosuke.

Oda Sakunosuke.

……

what.

Oops, I feel so guilty.

Coupled with the weird air in the room, he suddenly felt a little nauseous.

The boss had been notified by the police to make a record.

Although he looks simple and honest, he is good at these things.

Thinking of this, Ming Yin's whole body trembled when he heard the sound of a chainsaw coming from the side.

Coupled with Miss Xie Ye's weird laughter, he also became nervous for no reason.

"Just to confirm in advance, my supernatural ability can indeed work on you, right?"

The chainsaw in Yosano's hand made a scalp-numbing sound, and he tilted his head.

"Well...it's okay in my current emotional situation."

Mingyin's voice trembled a little.

6 years ago, when Mingyin was just born, because the "existence" constructed by feathers was very unstable, he could easily be ignored like an unknown god and a divine weapon.

Basically not in recent years.

However, after the previous test, in the state of "dissociation", he is close to "non-existent", and naturally he will not be recognized by the supernatural ability.

The so-called dissociation refers to the state of being in a daze.Consciousness and body are separated, and even lose the real sense of being there.

Commonly known as multiple personality, the official scientific name is "dissociative identity disorder".

"Oh? Good—from my experience, you'd better bite the bullet next."

[Scream out with confidence, I pretend I didn't hear anything. 】

[I don't need your kindness, really. 】

Three seconds later, from the infirmary and laboratory dedicated to Dr. Yosano, there was a scream that turned into a breathy sound after a short syllable, and gradually disappeared.

In the living room, Ranpo, who was sitting at the table in front of the window and eating dim sum, continued to squeak unmoved, Kunikida held a tea green notebook in his hand, looked up today's reservation, frowned and sighed .

Xingsuke was startled, wiped the liquid that accidentally flowed from the corner of his mouth with his cuff, and woke up.

"Ah, Ming Yin-chan is back."

Then, the children woke up one by one.

Mingyin came out weakly and collapsed on the opposite sofa.

"Mr. Odasaku has something to do, I'll pick you up later..." He thought about it again, and changed his mind, "No, why don't you just stay at my house, the boss's place is temporarily unoccupied, I'll tell them later one time."

"Okay! It's the first time I went to Ming Yinjiang's house."

"What's for dinner, Mingyin sauce?"

"It feels like going on a trip, a little bit of excitement."

"Xingsuke snores loudly at night, remember to separate him."

"Huh—? You're the one snoring, right?"

Ming Yin was relieved that it was not the reaction of an ordinary child.

He's not good at comforting people.

But at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief, Mingyin once again realized one thing.

In the hearts of these children, there is something that took root in the ruins of the post-war.

This is how they survived, gathered together, and grew up slowly.

It is both tough and delicate to arouse pity.

"But, Ming Yin-chan," Kemi suddenly thought of something, leaned forward, and moved a bit, "Where did Oda Tsukuru go?"

"...?" Mingyin tilted her head, speculating, "Let's go to Lupin's Bar."

Late night, Lupine Bar.

"Ah, Yuri-chan." Sitting in front of the bar, Osamu Dazai turned his head to greet him.

Mingyin held the note that Dazai had put in his pocket with his fingers, and sat beside him naturally.

"What is Dazai-kun looking for me on purpose?"

"I want to confirm one thing..." In the glass in front of him, the wine had long been drained, leaving only unmelted ice cubes and transparent water.

"You know I checked yours, right? I found some interesting things."

"Six years ago, you had a psychiatric diagnosis and admission record with a diagnosis of dissociative identity disorder, but you were quickly discharged."

"There were no 'onset' symptoms after that."

"Then, because of your comics, I checked the reader forum and found an interesting discovery. You were pointed out that your drawing habits and themes are similar to "The Fall", almost like a spiritual sequel. "

"Following this incident, I went to investigate the guy with the pseudonym 'Zero'... who disappeared 18 years ago. He disappeared 11 years ago and has not heard from him for 7 years. He is legally confirmed dead."

"Also, that person had the exact same symptoms as you when you were young. He would often be a completely different person, going hysterical, causing commotion, and his temperament would become completely different."

"I originally guessed that you might be the realization of that teacher Zero's ability or something, but after touching you before, there was no reaction, it seems that's not the case."

"It's like you died once."

"Human beings are afraid of death, but they are always attracted by death."

"So, let's continue the question that I didn't finish talking during the day... Who was the one who shot?"

After hearing what he said, Mingyin flattened the corners of her mouth.

Ah, troublesome fellow.

"It's me." He replied.

In fact, Mingyin can be vaguely felt all the time.

He probably died.

More than once.

Feathers only give him a shell.

But he is indifferent to this matter, and nothing has happened in his life that makes him have to worry about it.

At this moment, he had to think about it.

"Sure enough, Yuri-kun is very interesting..." The other party flicked his wine glass and smiled, "I don't mean to be weird, I just want to join you and Odasaku's life, so I sincerely confess my heart."

"what--?"

"Are you going to recommend Odasaku to the Armed Detective Agency? After all, he will stay in the port of Mafia, and after a brief reward, the situation will only get worse..."

"So, by the way, reserve a place for me, maybe 2 years at most."

Mingyin was dumbfounded.

Just a mind full of question marks.