Bungo common problem

Taking advantage of Qianli's numbness because of his own advance and retreat, Wen Lianzai seized the opportunity to stride forward, and sat neatly opposite Qianli, looking as if he was going to have a long talk.

Qianli glanced at the book he wrote that fell on the table with a slap, and felt the urge to run away.

Originally, she didn't give the other party a chance or introduce herself, so when the other party didn't know, she could get along without any pressure, but once the other party really saw it...

It's embarrassment fucking opening the door for embarrassment - embarrassment is at home!

"These are all written by you, right?"

Osamu Dazai took out several familiar covers from nowhere, and placed them on the table one by one.

In a trance, Qianli even felt that he was in the courtroom, or a prisoner waiting for trial below.

No, it's already under trial!

"Yes, it is."

Qianli wandered his eyes and nodded indiscriminately.

"Clumsy, clumsy."

"Do you think everyone in this world is stupid?"

Wen Lianzai patted the table dissatisfied, his usual lively voice was rarely strong.

"Look up, look at me!"

The thin eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, and finally, under such an order, the golden eyes met another eye of the same color in the light through the window.

"Although there are always fools in the world who don't understand the works of genius, fools who don't understand the connotation, and even fools who hold narrow concepts and like to deny others to prove themselves."

He uttered a long series of words without stopping, stood up and supported the table, and leaned closer to Qianli.

"but--"

A person who committed suicide several times before his death and even succeeded, but he is confident and determined on the road of literature, and there is a bit of tenderness in his falling voice.

"Only literature will never be occupied by mediocrity."

Even things that no one cares about at the beginning will be found to be valuable as time goes by, and then regarded as classics, not to mention the recognition that has already been obtained.

"I……"

Qianli stared blankly at Wen Lianzai, and his tense body gradually relaxed.She hesitated for a moment, and honestly expressed her thoughts.

"Thank you Mr. Dazai, actually I still feel very ashamed, but... I feel really much better."

Or... have you become numb enough to feel less shame?Buddhist psychology?

"Besides, being shy or something means that you admire this genius, right?"

Osamu Dazai straightened his body, put his right hand on his waist, and spoke triumphantly.

"Being nervous in front of the idols I admire, I understand, I am like this with Akutagawa-sensei, if Akutagawa-sensei compliments me, I will be so excited that I can't sleep all day!"

"So Dazai-kun wants me to praise you?"

Wen Lianjie's gentle voice suddenly came from the side.

"Then, good job helping the younger generation, Dazai-kun."

Wen Lianzai:! ! ! ! ! !

"Akuta, Akutagawa-sensei!"

Wen Lianzai put down his hands and straightened his body, speaking so incoherently that he didn't even know what he said.

"Ms. Akutagawa praised me! You were praising me just now! Mr. Akutagawa said that I did a good job! Then what, I should, I should! I am super helpful! I will continue to work hard not to disappoint Mr. Akutagawa!"

Qianli couldn't help laughing, and a bright light was born in his eyes.

Mr. Dazai is really a good cook, Mr. Akutagawa, he is indeed a fan of Ryunosuke Akutagawa's name who has written a book!

"Just like Dazai said, although I may not have the right to say so."

After all, he himself has done things that negate his own works.

Wen Lianjie looked at Qianli, his blue eyes were full of encouragement, and his whole body was naturally permeated with a convincing temperament.

"You still have a long way to go, and you will see more scenery."

"I see!"

Qianli chose to play with Osamu Dazai without hesitation.

"Thank you, Mr. Akutagawa, Mr. Akutagawa is really amazing!"

This is one of the pillars of the Japanese literary world!

All of a sudden, the atmosphere became harmonious, and the three writers got together, which made others breathe a sigh of relief.

"Looks like it ended well."

Fujimaru Tachika nodded in satisfaction, and looked at Meilin beside her.

"Could it be that this is your purpose, Merlin?"

"After all, I like happy endings."

Merlin replied with a smile, saying a twist.

"and……"

After he finished speaking, he stopped his voice and stopped talking.

"Everyone—"

Yosano Akiko suddenly pushed open the door with a serious expression.

"Something happened."

other people:? ? ?

Gathered in the conference room and sat down one by one, pressed the remote control with Akiko Yosano, and many pictures and videos were displayed on the screen on the wall.

"Now news about the [Holy Grail War] suddenly spread on the Internet, many 'old posts' were dug up, the battle last night was reported as evidence, and the spearhead was clearly pointed at the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia .”

Yosano Akiko clicked again, and several more pictures were displayed.

"The most important thing is that there are rumors that as long as you kill [Master], you can inherit Command Seals and Heroic Spirits."

As she spoke, she looked at Fujimaru Tatsuka.

"Is there this kind of saying?"

"There is."

Fujimaru Tatsuka nodded.

"Such as the transfer of command spells, indeed."

"The government and Hong Kong gangsters will not do this kind of thing to find trouble for Yokohama, so it is the conspiracy of the master of Berserker (Berserker)."

And the Holy Grail doesn't exist here at all, where did the "old posts" come from?Eighty percent are fake.

Qianli looked down at the bright red command spell on his right hand, then looked up at the picture on the screen carefully, frowning slightly.

"I don't seem to be on it?"

□□, Mr. Fukuzawa, and even Tachika Fujimaru have all been posted, why is there no one as conspicuous as myself?

"Yes, that person seems to have deliberately avoided thousands of miles."

Yosano Akiko answered in the affirmative.

"There is a conspiracy?"

Fujimaru Tatsuka was lost in thought.

If you know that the port mafia and Mr. Fukuzawa Yukichi here still have you, then there is no reason why Qianli, who has been with you all the time, has not been discovered by the other party.

But only the people in this room know about the unity of Qianli and the Holy Grail, and it is impossible to reveal it

"Why don't you want to keep it simple?"

Seeing everything, Edogawa randomly dropped a bomb.

"That [Master] is simply a book fan who knows Chisato's identity as a writer."

other people:? ? ? ? ?

"Book fan? Is it such a coincidence?"

Fujimaru Tachika, who had only heard a few words from Meilin and hadn't had time to know how famous Qianli was, thought it was quite good.

"This means that Qianli is safer than us, not bad."

"But you also have to worry about whether you will become a fan so fanatical that you kidnap the author?"

Mash, who was sitting on the left of Fujimaru Tachika, spoke solemnly.

"In some of the books I've read, there are stories about fans who love idols too much and morons kidnap them..."

"Wait, stop!"

Fujimaru Tachika hurriedly stopped her with a heavy expression.

"Who taught you this kind of thing!"

Idol fans or something, can't they be doctors?Only he is obsessed with virtual idols on the Internet, and he has taught Matthew badly!

"No, if you talk about thousands of miles... Maybe it's really possible?"

Wen Lianzai leaned on his chin, thoughtful.

"She is the most popular writer here. It should be normal to have more fans, right? Just like Akutagawa-sensei, Akutagawa-sensei has a lot of fans."

"Mr. Dazai, more fans doesn't mean more idiots."

Fujimaru Tachika had no expression on his face.

"Isn't it more dangerous to think thousands of miles like this?"

After all, who hasn't had the idea of ​​locking the author he likes in a small dark room and letting the other party work hard to produce food, or seeing dangerous things like first-hand manuscripts?

"It's okay, originally I couldn't be separated from Lixiang, and it will be a matter of time before someone finds out that I am [Master]."

Qianli silently raised his hand, turning the topic that made the atmosphere delicate back to the right path.

"The most important thing to pay attention to now is what conspiracy Master Berserker (Berserker) has, and when Chaldea will find a way to take the Holy Grail away."

"The method... is being researched!"

Mash's shield made a chaldean low-pitched voice.

"It will probably take... Well, a few days, we will find a feasible method as soon as possible before the seventh day of the Holy Grail War."

"so--"

Wen Lianjie smiled and asked a soul question.

"I haven't found a way to separate her from the Holy Grail yet, have I?"

Roman: "..."

This question hurt his heart, and he really wanted to separate the Holy Grail from the other party immediately, and the matter ended satisfactorily.However, it is different from the previous artificial man carrying the Holy Grail. Qianli and the Holy Grail are stuck together, which is a closer relationship. It is not 01:30 that it is more difficult to separate than simple separation.

For a while, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became subtle. Qianli's eyes turned around the room, and he decided to smooth things over again.

"After all, it's something that hasn't happened before. Chaldea must have worked hard. This kind of thing can't be solved just because it can be solved."

After all, the world over there was destroyed, and only Chaldea, whose coordinates were at the South Pole, was left. The only ones who could support the main beam were the original fish-fishing doctor Roman, and Da Vinci, who was the technical support.

She smiled with a sincere and determined expression.

"Trust Chaldea."

There was a sudden silence in the room, and after an unknown amount of time, a calm voice broke the silence first.

"So, now for the current situation."

The lord Fukuzawa Yukichi stood up and looked at the crowd.

"First discuss how to deal with it..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a loud noise outside the door.

"bump--"