It's a power, not a spell

The sun has completely set, the moonlight is dim, but when you look up, you can see the clouds and mist in the night sky, and the stars appear and disappear.

The night wind was slow.

The elevator took the two of them up to the third floor.

"To-zai-!"

A roar cut through the silent night sky. This is almost a daily program of the Armed Detective Agency, but at the moment there are other people present, Nakajima Atsushi coughed dryly, wanting to say something to restore the image of the agency.

"Wow." Gojo Satoru sighed, his eyes shone slightly in the dark corridor, Atsushi Nakajima felt like a countryman who came to the city for the first time, but the question is why he showed such a smile at this time? expression?

"Is your president here?"

'Boom'!

There was the sound of a heavy object falling from the door, and Atsushi Nakajima paused. Seeing that Gojo Satoru had no special reaction, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr. President is not here, but the seniors are very reliable. If you have anything, you can Feel free to ask them."

Then he pushed open the door.

Not surprisingly, Osamu Dazai was dangling by Kunikida Doppo's collar like a rag, the Tanizaki brothers and sisters were stuck together, Edogawa Ranpo was eating snacks, and the others disappeared temporarily.

Kunikida Doppo tilted his head and looked at the door with a hideous expression from Dazai Osamu's anger. He breathed a sigh of relief and threw away the 'rag' in his hand, "I'm finally back, why is it so slow?"

"Uh... went shopping for clothes." He also took a shower.

Of course, it's all Wujo Wudao's work.He just couldn't hold himself firm and was led astray by that guy...

"what?"

Kunikida Doppo's eyes turned around him, making sure it was still the way he went out, and then looked at Gojo Satoru who was looking at the room curiously.

"Didn't Mr. Dazai tell you when he came back?" He went shopping for clothes...he spent his salary.

"Forgot. Did you say that, Dazai?"

Osamu Dazai nodded in a crooked posture on the ground, "I told you so."

"Then this is the victim who escaped, Mr. Gojo." Kunikida Doppo pushed the glasses that had slipped off, "I am Kunikida Doppo, I made you laugh just now."

Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes, "It's okay, it's better to say that I find it very interesting."

This guy speaks with a sense of frivolity.Kunikida Doppo picked up the notebook he had placed on the table next to him, and motioned to Gojo Satoru, "Please sit down."

...It seems to be slightly similar to Osamu Dazai.

Nakajima Atsushi consciously brought two cups of hot tea.

"Hey, Dubu, tell me about the three people over there, what are their names?" But before he could ask, the 'victim' spoke out first.

Kunikida Doppo: ...

... Are you familiar with it?

He couldn't remember the last time someone called his name.

weird feeling.

Even so, the other party's request was actually harmless, so he temporarily put aside the questions and introduced them one by one.

"Hey~ Mr. Detective is here too!" Gojo Satoru showed a surprised expression again.

Kunikida Doppo felt the same mood as Atsushi Nakajima.Although I can't find any faults, I always feel... a kind of excessive force.

To put it simply——

Although he knew that Mr. Edogawa was very famous, but... that's not the case, right?

Edogawa put down his snacks at random, and looked up at Gojo Satoru, who smiled, "Kunikida, don't waste time on this guy."

"As expected of a detective, did you see it at a glance?"

Kunikida Doppo: "What?"

"I lied to you." Gojo Satoru said bluntly, "I wasn't kidnapped, and I wasn't a victim. In fact, I just said it casually...you don't really believe it, do you?"

Kunikida Doppo abruptly closed the notebook he had just opened, and turned to look at Osamu Dazai.

The latter had already sat back in his seat, lazily propping his face, "That kind of lie is just made up, of course no one will believe it."

Kunikida Doppo: ...

"Why haven't I heard of this kind of thing?" Osamu Dazai came back and said, 'they met the victim related to this incident', without mentioning a single word.

Osamu Dazai looked up at the sky: "Ah, didn't I say it? Did you forget it yourself?"

Click.

Gojo Satoru looked down at the two severed pens left on the table, then at Kunikida Doppo's murderous back, and finally fixed his eyes on Dazai Osamu's face that said "I was wrong, I will dare next time".

It feels a bit annoying for no reason.

But this is not the point, he just came here to satisfy his curiosity - what are the "literary heroes" in another world like.

It's getting late today, and according to this progress, he probably won't be here for a few days, so of course he will take this opportunity to meet the former Central Plains Chuya.

He saw it not long ago when he was shopping for clothes. He should still be in this city now, but not necessarily after tonight.Maybe he will smuggle out of the country if he wants to see people again.

Looking away, Gojo Satoru happened to catch a glimpse of the teacup on the table.

Hmm...he didn't seem to have eaten anything since he came here, and he didn't drink any water.

You should be thirsty indeed.Gojo Gojo took a sip of the tea, which was just the right temperature.He put down his teacup and stood up.

"I advise you that it's better not to go."

Before he could say goodbye, he turned his face sideways and looked at Ranpo Edogawa behind the table by the window, "Eh? Does Mr. Detective know what I want to do?"

"The port mafia, go find Mr. Cool Hat, Mr. Ranpo is right, right?"

"Cool hat guy?" Gojo Satoru blinked and couldn't help laughing, "It's quite appropriate."

Isn't it just cool and like wearing hats?

"How did you figure it out?"

"It's not a guess, Master Luanbu can tell this kind of thing at a glance!"

"If I remember correctly, that... Mr. Cool Hat refers to..." Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help but twitched the name on the tip of his tongue, but still didn't say it.

Tanizaki Junichiro answered, "Is that Mr. Chuya?"

Tanizaki Naomi: "Where is Mr. Gojo going to find Mr. Nakaya?"

Let alone how dangerous it is to go to the port mafia alone, the key is how to find a dead person?Or go to his grave?

"What are you doing with Zhongyuan?"

Kunikida Doppo, who taught Osamu Dazai a lesson over there, stopped the atrocities in his hands and asked.

"Huh? Go find that guy——" Osamu Dazai was also a little surprised. The reason why he asked Atsushi Nakajima to bring him back was because he thought Gojo Satoru was suspicious. He thought he was the same as those guys before, but unexpectedly... ...?

Gojo Satoru was not interested in replying to them for the time being, and his eyes kept falling on Edogawa Ranpo, "Why did you say 'it's better not to go'?"

"Ranpo-sama is not interested in what you want to do, but if you go, it will cause trouble for Hat-kun. Ranpo-sama is just telling you for the sake of Hat-kun." Edogawa Ranpo narrowed his eyes and opened Opening up a little, emerald green pupils stared at Gojo Satoru, and raised his index finger.

"A reminder that false premises lead to false conclusions."

"I don't understand what you're saying." Gojo Satoru sat on the chair opposite him, and looked at him with his face in his hands. "Be more precise."

"I~don't~ want to."

The war two years ago was not a matter of a certain organization itself, it was related to the whole of Yokohama, including the Armed Detective Agency.

Osamu Dazai was imprisoned. Although he has a one-way method of contacting the outside world, after all, there are many forces involved in this incident, and there are countless variables. It is impossible for them to completely rely on Osamu Dazai's unilateral instructions.Edogawa Ranpo also participated in the formulation of the strategy that reversed the entire situation of the war.

Chuya Nakahara, who died for this, is more or less grateful to him in the hearts of all the insiders (maybe Dazai Osamu is an exception), and Edogawa Ranpo has an extra guilt in addition to this.

After all, in a sense, Zhongyuanzhong can be regarded as handed over by him to the god of death.

So he is quite grateful for the other world that gave Nakahara Chuya a new life, but this obviously does not include Gojo Satoru from that world.

Edogawa Ranpo made a face at him.

Gojo Satoru couldn't stand this, he let go of the hand holding his face, and returned a more mocking grimace.His pupils turned upwards, and his tongue stuck out so long that his speech was a bit slurred.

"Then change the question, if I don't go, can I see Chuya?——Before I leave."

"Slightly slightly——" put his index finger in his mouth and stretched it out, sticking out his tongue, Edogawa randomly rolled his eyes, "If you listen to me, it's fine."

Several other members of the detective agency watched the two of them confront each other for a long while without words, and finally Edogawa Ranpo gave up first.

"... Lord Ranbu is tired."