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Odasaku raised his hand in greeting.

"Good evening, Miss Zhizi."

Seeing that Oda Saku didn't see anything at all, Osamu Dazai calmed down. Not only did he not feel the torment of being publicly executed in women's clothing, but he also had a little joyful anticipation.

Don't you need to worry too much about getting acquainted with Oda as a woman?

"Is it Mr. Oda? I heard Zhikun mention it before."

Osamu Dazai gently pulled the broken hair behind his ears, revealing his fair and delicate forehead, his false voice was soft and gentle, like a gentle and beautiful Japanese woman.

Under the dignified and calm appearance, Dazai Osamu drew circles on the hem of the skirt with his fingertips a little nervously, looking like he wanted to find a topic to chat but was afraid to muster up the courage to talk.

It's like JK who meets someone he likes but dare not talk to him.

This groundless association made Feng Xinzhi a little silent.

He glanced at the natural and calm Oda Tsukuru who looked like an honest man, and then at Dazai Osamu who was so nervous that he pinched the hem of his skirt and changed his tone. He felt that the former seemed to be much higher than the latter at a certain point.

Zai Baogui is no joke.

Well, that's fine too.

"Hmm, did you mention me?"

Oda Saku, who didn't know what to say, could only follow Dazai Osamu's words. It's not that he has no experience in talking to women, but he has never had such a serious conversation.

Oda Saku considers himself to be ordinary regardless of appearance, ability, and talent. Facing a dignified and bright beauty like his young sister, it is a bit exaggerated to say that he is nervous, but he is inexplicably cramped.

Obviously there is no need to be cramped at all?

However, the chat was unexpectedly in tune, and the effort of a few words made Odasaku feel that they had been friends for a long time.

However, he glanced at the snacks in his hand, thinking that Luanbu should have guessed that he was delayed by something, and would wait for him at the same place.

Seeing Odasaku's distracted look, just when Osamu Dazai was about to ask him to go about his own affairs, Feng Xinzhi interrupted.

Feng Xinzhi took the snack from Odasaku's hand, and said to the other party's puzzled eyes.

"It's for Mr. Ranpo. If there's no problem, you can continue talking. I'll go find Mr. Ranpo."

"It's been a long time since I saw Sister Zhizi chatting so happily, so I'll trouble Mr. Oda first."

He glanced at Osamu Dazai, and gave him a soothing and calm smile, as if to say "take the opportunity, Mr. Ji".

If Mr. Oda Saku did not know about his favorability, even if his identity was exposed, he would not believe that Oda Saku would turn against each other without hesitation.

Especially under the premise that today's port Mafia has not created countless black terrors.

So, rest easy.

After receiving Feng Xinzhi's message, Dazai Osamu's nervousness after he revealed his desire to leave was gradually calmed down.

That's right, before the identity is revealed, the favorability of Odasaku will be high. In that case, even if he is invited to drink at Lupin's bar, Odasaku will not refuse.

Not even, not even pointing a gun at him after his identity is revealed.

Dazai Osamu's kite-colored eyes seeped into tiny pieces of light, as if he had found a way to pursue the untouchable moonlight, and found that the bright white moon was close at hand.

This is a calculation, a calculation against Odasaku.

A voice sounded in his mind, reminding him of the filthiness of this method.

It's just that he couldn't help being seduced by the possibilities this approach brought.

He obeyed his inner clamoring desire.

"Hey, if Oda-kun minds, I don't mind, I wasted time."

Use retreat as advance, cut off the opponent's back.

At the same time, Feng Xinzhi waved to them and walked into the crowd.

Odasaku, who was left in place for no reason, blinked his eyes and let out a soft "ah" as if he just realized it, a little confused.

He struggled to make sense of the situation.

Zhi took the snacks to find Luanbu, and he continued to chat with Zhi's sister.

... Seems like nothing is wrong?

Well, there's nothing wrong with that.

Odasaku thought for a while and came to this conclusion.

Although he is not good at chatting, he is still willing to chat with Miss Zhizi.

He always felt that Miss Zhizi was lonely and lonely, and leaning against Zhizi was just acting like a baby for warmth.

Like two groups of cats clinging to each other, while the big cat is more dependent on the kitten, and the kitten circles each other for protection.

Now, Kitten entrusts his cherished sister to his care, so naturally he can't live up to Zhizhi's trust.

"Don't waste your time, Miss Zhizi."

Oda Saku, who didn't know how to strike up a conversation, thought about it, and forced out a sentence: "Let's go shopping in Chinatown, there are many delicious foods here."

Osamu Dazai nodded slightly, lowered his eyes as if embarrassed, showing a docile side.

Like a beautiful and delicate doll, it will obey the one it likes.

Odasaku, who suddenly had this idea, paused slightly, feeling a little delicate in his heart.

Miss Zhizi is too fragile and needs careful care.

He thought so.

……

the other side.

Feng Xinzhi, who was carrying snacks and bought a crepe along the way, found Ranpo without much effort.

He was squatting on the ground drawing circles, looking bored and not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, as if asking about the wafting fragrance, he inhaled the scent randomly, revealing his bright emerald green eyes.

He rushed towards Feng Xinzhi, like a lost cat who has found his relatives and friends, wishing he could hang on to him.

Just now I was worried that Odasaku couldn't find me who was lost because I was accidentally attracted by food, but I didn't expect that it was Yu who found it and brought a crepe!

The green-eyed cat held the crepe in one hand and the snack in the other, and babbled for a long time, showing a happy and cute expression, and seemed to be full of little flowers in his heart.

"Yes, the dessert in the afternoon is very delicious."

Ranpo with food stuffed in his mouth and slurred voice praised the dessert that Atsushi Nakajima and Akutagawa brought back from Feng Xinzhi in the afternoon.

Although she was sanctioned by Akiko, she said that she can't eat too many sweets recently.

"Well, next time, take Mr. Ranpo to visit that dessert house. I heard that they will launch new products recently."

Feng Xinzhi, who bought Bozi soda from a roadside stall, peeled off the plastic sticker and fixing ring and handed the soda to Ranbu, asking him to press down the cap.

"No hands QAQ."

Luanbu, who was holding food in both hands, stared at the bottle of bozi soda with his eyes wide open, and the pitiful one who couldn't press down the marble to drink the soda.

It's not that I can't do it for you, but because more than half of the fun of a drink like bozi soda lies in depressing the marbles inside.

Therefore, Feng Xinzhi took Luanbu into a pancake and fruit shop, where there were not many people and there were vacant seats, so he could just take a rest.

"Can you still eat it?"

Feng Xinzhi pointed to the shop's signature pancakes.

Although crepes are distant relatives of pancakes, there is still a difference between a delicate dessert and a popular street food.

Luanbu, who was opening a wave of soda, blinked his bright and transparent emerald eyes, and his eyes wandered back and forth on the signboard, like a cat hesitating among various flavors of dried fish.

"eat!"

Now the president and Akiko can't even control Oda, so of course they have to open their stomachs to eat.

The greedy Luanbu Maomao pulled the signboard menu, glanced at Feng Xinzhi secretly, and ordered two big pancakes and some ice products without any scruple.

Although it is a pancake and fruit shop, the illustrations of ice products look pretty good.

Feng Xinzhi didn't stop it.

It is true that so many ice products may spoil your stomach, but Mr. Ranpo is happy.

"Ah, I just finished a super boring case with Oda, Ranpo-sama has to eat a lot of delicious food to make up for the unhappiness of being bored!"

Quiet Mimi took a look, and found that Feng Xinzhi was very happy that he didn't stop him from ordering so many ice products, but he still found an excuse for himself by rolling his eyes.

There is a good reason for this!

Feng Xinzhi, who was aware of Ranbu's thoughts, naturally wouldn't let it go, he answered along the topic.

"After all, it's Mr. Ranpo, why can't you see it?"

This kind of ability to see through the truth at a glance is indeed quite rare, but it is the sobriety and reason that can stick to it after seeing through everything is even more precious.

A transcendent who surpasses any superhuman being.

This evaluation is worthy of Edogawa Ranpo.

After the pancakes and ice products were served, Luanbu quietly pushed a large portion of them towards Feng Xinzhi, and at the same time opened his eyes wide, hoping that the other party would understand what he meant.

Do you want him to cover it up in front of Odasaku-san?

Feng Xinzhi looked at Luanbu, with a quiet smile on his face, and a gentle light in his eyes.

"Mr. Oda, I'm chatting and shopping with Sister Zhizi right now, I probably don't have time to see Mr. Ranpo."

After receiving a satisfactory reply, Luanbu Maomao immediately let go of the tension in her heart, and immediately dug a large spoonful of ice and stuffed it into the corner of her mouth, but it was cold for a while, showing a swollen face.

Can the discomfort of eating ice cream be called discomfort?

Ranpo naturally adhered to this theory, and continued to eat without being affected at all, at most slowing down a little.

"Miss Zhizi?"

He tilted his head, looked at Feng Xinzhi faintly with his green eyes, and could fully understand the meaning behind the name.

Hey, did the leader of Port Mafia openly dress up as a woman?

Feng Xinzhi nodded, and agreed with the truth that Ranbu deduced.

"Although doing this is deceiving Mr. Oda, but I just happened to meet him and there is no way to avoid it."

"Let's do it first."

Luanbu bit the spoon and thought for a while, and found that there was no major problem, so he didn't think about it. Ice products are more important now.

Since the leader of the port Mafia has no malicious intentions, it doesn't seem like a big deal to wear women's clothes and get acquainted with Oda.

At most, Oda was deceived (?), and there should be no other losses.

Right?

"Even if you reveal your identity in the future, I privately think that with Mr. Oda's thoughts, the first reaction should not be that you are being deceived."

Feng Xinzhi thought for a long time, and decided to seek Mr. Ranpo's opinion.

"What do you think, Mr. Ranpo?"

Hearing Feng Xinzhi's question, he stopped walking and continued to eat, tapped his chin with his fingertips, trying hard to think about Oda's reaction.

... No, Oda's brain circuit is too difficult to guess.

Like a black cat trying to find the end of a thread from a mess of wool, it doesn't know whether it is the end or the end of the thread it found, and there is a rare sense of uncertainty in the chaotic tone.

"...Big, maybe it's a script where orphans and widows are oppressed by the Mafia?"

Hearing this, Feng Xinzhi paused, and he and Luanbu looked at each other in blank dismay.

Good convincing reasoning.

This is completely Odasaku's brain circuit.