The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

In 2018, Yokohama, Japan.

Coastal cities are characterized by loud winds.

In the crisp and pleasant sound of wind chimes, I pushed open the door of the coffee shop, and while holding the hat with difficulty to prevent it from being blown away by the wind, I turned my head and said goodbye to the long-haired woman in an apron standing in front of the counter: "I'm going first, Azusa sauce!"

Azusa Enomoto, who was cleaning the coffee cup, looked up and said softly with a smile, "Goodbye, Peach Jam."

"By the way, if Amuro-kun comes back later, please help me return the umbrella to him. It's in the second square to the left of the counter."

I pointed to a corner of the counter and asked the other party: "The weather forecast says there may be rain tomorrow, I hope I can return it to him in time."

"Okay," Enomoto Azusa nodded, winking at me, "I'll return the umbrella to Amuro-kun, Momo-chan should get off work quickly, the bento shops on the street are about to close."

"Yeah, thank you~"

I nodded repeatedly, pressed my hat tightly and walked out quickly.

Yokohama's spring is cold and clammy, the sea breeze hits your face with moisture, and the magic attack is very painful.

I trotted to the bento shop on the street, bought a freshly made bento, hugged it in my arms and hurried forward.

After running two streets all the way, after turning a corner, I saw a familiar small courtyard in the distance, with dim lights on. On the second floor, there was a hazy and thin figure standing in front of the window looking out.

He saw me, raised his hand and waved towards me.

But I just felt that my heart suddenly warmed up, driven by the emotion gushing out of my chest, I rushed to the door of the house at a faster speed.

"Welcome back, Mr. Lin."

The door of the house was opened, and a clear and pleasant male voice drifted over with the warm wind in the room, and the kite-colored eyes of the young man in a shirt and vest smiled lightly.

"Good evening, Dazai-kun."

The running pace changed from fast to slow, and finally turned into a lady's small step. I entered the door, took off my hat, and looked at my hairstyle through the floor-to-ceiling mirror next to it. It was not messed up, it was perfect.

I took off my coat and put on slippers, and handed over the bento box in my arms. I said to the young man who locked the door, "It's so cold outside today. I don't know if the bento has cooled down. Why don't you heat it up in the microwave."

"No need," the young man came over, opened the lunch box, and smelled it lightly, "It's still hot, it smells so good, I haven't tried it before, is it a new product from Yuko's house?"

"Yes."

I nodded, went to the sofa, picked up a big lump of fur from the corner, hugged it, and greeted it: "Xiaohua, I'm back, good evening."

The black and white spotted cow cat glanced at me lazily, and then Shi Shiran changed positions in my arms, as if I wanted to be sleepy and not disturb.

Alas, since he was touched by it at the door of Xuetian's house, this guy has only maintained his cute appearance for two days, and then he showed his true colors.

Cats are pretty much the same.

I shrugged, put it back on the sofa, and ran to the bathroom to perform my daily duties as a shit shoveler.

"Lin Jun——I heated milk in the microwave, remember to drink it later."

A familiar voice came from the direction of the restaurant behind me, and I raised my voice and answered "Okay".

The cat litter has obviously been cleaned up during the day, and only a little bit of Xiaohua excreted just now has formed a ball. I scooped out the small ball of cat litter and put it in a garbage bag, carefully checking whether there is anything left behind.

The surroundings are very quiet, only the cat litter makes a delicate sound of "rustling" with my movements, so when I go home after a busy day, my thoughts drift away unknowingly.

Two months ago, I traveled to this world with only a small travel bag containing a few clothes, identification, a passport, an expired flight ticket from Tokyo to Hong Kong, and a hand with smooth lines. It looks like a delicate and small silver hand wooden warehouse that must be expensive.

Inexplicably able to speak and write Japanese, all kinds of Japanese customs that can be understood without memorization, and the face in the mirror that looks exactly like mine... found a reasonable answer.

Maybe I might be myself in a parallel world.

It must be like this, anyway, it is absolutely impossible to wear it!

Because the "I" on the ID card is already 29 years old :)

Although my face is full of collagen, everyone said that I look like a school girl, but the identity certificate is not deceiving. I even had the courage to go to the police station to confirm that there was absolutely no fraud.

Therefore, if you are ten years old, you will not be excited or happy :)

Pulling away, continue talking.

This is a world similar to but different from the place I used to live, where there are mafia that legally build high-rise buildings, as well as people with supernatural powers that can occasionally be seen from a distance on the street—yes, supernatural powers, only seen in TV novels in previous lives Some things, here, are real.

In fact, at the end of the first month I wore it, I witnessed a big silver-haired boy in overalls jumping down from a tall building, and then transformed into white tiger-like limbs and tail amidst the exclamation around him. .

Not to mention, it's quite cute [Just about to move.jpg].

On the night when I witnessed the transformation, I picked up a beautiful young man who was injured, Osamu Dazai, on my way home from get off work.

Allow me to use the word beautiful to describe him because really, really, really fits!

I always thought that Toru Amuro, my colleague at the coffee shop who worked part-time, was already a rare handsome guy, and Mori Ran’s boyfriend Shinichi Kudo in the office upstairs in the coffee shop was also very handsome*, but the appearance of these people, in this In front of the young man named Osamu Dazai, everything paled.

Those who are gentle, melancholy, gentle, elegant, even crazy or indifferent, all the attractive qualities are strangely mixed together in this thin and tall young man. beauty.

When those iris-colored eyes look at you with a smile, even the most picky Yangou can't help but pat his chest and tell him: beauty, I'm willing to fight for you!

So when the injured beautiful young man weakly clutched his bleeding arm, said that someone had robbed his wallet, and asked me if he could borrow his medical kit to bandage the wound, I nodded in agreement in just ten seconds. .

Anyway, the street next to my house is the police station, and there is the prestigious Maori Detective Agency in the next street next door. Besides, he is so good-looking, people are not afraid that I will flirt with him, so would they still flirt with me?

All in all, all in all, I took the injured Osamu Dazai back to my rented house.

I found out the medicine box and handed it to him, then asked him out of politeness if he had dinner?

He smiled weakly but told me very gently, not yet, he planned to go out after bandaging the wound and make do with it.

How about that.

It's still snowing outside, and I let an injured person go out to find something to eat at night?The nearest restaurant was closed long ago!

I got up, served a bowl of noodles with my own stewed chicken soup, and invited him to eat.

"How embarrassing, thank you so much, Miss Lin."

The young man's eyes are bent into beautiful crescent moons, shimmering beautifully under the dim light.

He ate up the entire bowl of noodles very slowly and politely, leaving no noodle soup left, and then he justly refused me and chose to wash the bowls and chopsticks by himself.

God, this kind of good-looking, gentle and elegant man, who also knows how to do housework, is so charming.

The goodwill in my heart soared, and I couldn't hold it down.

So when the young man thanked me politely and said goodbye to me, but the moment he opened the door, he was blown back half a step by the blowing wind and snow, I worriedly told him, or sit down for a while, and wait. It's not too late for Xue Xiao to leave.

"But judging by the weather, it might not get better tomorrow morning." He closed the door, looked at the gray sky through the window next to him, frowned slightly, and sighed, "I'd better leave quickly, today It's already bothering Miss Lin very much."

"You can stay for one night. I have a study room with a single bed for rest."

At that moment, I didn't know what was going through my mind, and I blurted it out.

There was a moment of silence.

The young man turned his head and looked at me in surprise.

Under the gaze of the other party, I paused for a full three seconds, and then my face turned red.

My goodness, Lin Tao, what have you done!Invite a strange man you've known for less than an hour to stay overnight? ?It's over, he must think you are that kind of casual woman now, and his good impression is gone! ! !Ahhh, how would he politely reject me, and how would I prove that I really just did it unintentionally? !

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What broke the silence was a trembling meow.

Osamu Dazai let out an "Oops" and opened the door again.

I saw a black and white cat covered in thick snow, looking at me pitifully through the crack of the door.

"It's a cat, and it probably wants to stay overnight."

The young man walked away, and the smile on his lips seemed to be a little more meaningful. He asked me softly, "Do you want to take him in?"

In the spring of 2018, on a snowy night, I took in a cat and a gentle and elegant young man.

……

"Lin Jun, Lin Jun?"

The familiar voice next to my ear woke me up from my memory, and I looked up, only to see the protagonist in my memory smiling and looking at me: "What are you thinking, so engrossed."

"Ah..." I looked away, thought for a while, then turned back, and casually said to the other party, "I remember when I first met Dazai-kun."

"Huh? Really?"

The young man blinked at me with his kite-colored eyes, and his slightly curled hair swayed gently with his movements under the light. He smiled and said, "It seems that Jun Lin was deeply impressed by our first meeting."

Tch, there's nothing wrong with this expression.

Bored, I put down the cat litter shovel, patted a little wrinkle on my pants, stood up, and reminded: "Mr. Dazai, you are in charge of duty today, remember to sort the garbage."

A certain person is just like that cow cat named Xiao Hua, who is so beautiful that he can't see any flaws at first sight, but in the end, his true colors are revealed everywhere.

Osamu Dazai really hates garbage sorting. He is the kind who would rather wash the dishes and mop the floor, even cook (this was only done once, because the finished product was too terrible, and I stopped in time), and he was unwilling to move his fingers. Someone who sorts garbage.

According to my observation, he doesn't dislike dirty garbage, he simply hates sorting ORZ.

It can be said that the capriciousness and aloofness of cats are fully reflected in Osamu Dazai.

Sure enough, after I mentioned garbage sorting, the person who was still handsome a moment ago showed a displeased expression, but he went back to the kitchen to do what he should do.

Osamu Dazai is good at this, no matter what he doesn't want to do, as long as the two of them agree, they will do it, the difference is just that it takes a while.

It is precisely because of this that I gradually realized that I was willing to continue the current ambiguous relationship after I was tricked by the other party in all likelihood.

——That’s right, after experiencing a series of coincidences later, such as his house expired and became homeless, the company failed to manage wages in arrears, his wallet was stolen and his bank card/identity certificate was completely missing, resulting in penniless, and finally shared the rent with me After waiting for the incident together, if I can't react anymore, I will look down on my IQ.

If this is a wretched, wretched uncle, I will definitely hit him hard, but... who will make him look good?

I shrugged, picked up the little flower on the sofa, ignored its protesting meowing, buried it in the soft and warm belly, sucked wildly, then walked away refreshed Go back to your room.

The original study room was embezzled and became Osamu Dazai's room. I moved the small bookshelf next to my bed and added a desk, which was enough.

Outside, the strong wind blows away the thick clouds, and the moonlight pours down. I turn on the lamp, sit down on the desk in front of the window, then open the drawer, and touch the silver hand wooden box lying quietly in Lige.

It must be something very important to be carried around by the original "I".

I've experimented secretly a long time ago, and I haven't inherited the "me"'s skills other than Japanese and Japanese common sense, but having these is already a great help.

So, thank you, although I still can't find out what happened to cause me to pass through, but I will definitely work hard to live seriously!

During the interval of thinking, a black shadow flashed past the window.

My eyes widened in shock.

What was that that flew over just now?

Which superhuman ability?

It's so ugly! ! !

I can't help but shudder as I think back to the fleeting image captured by my retina.

This aesthetic simply challenges the limits of human beings!

At this time, I don't know how much that ugly thing that I met once will bring about great disturbances to my peaceful life, and this is all for a later story.

***

A beautiful day begins with receiving the box of love from the beauty.

"See you tonight, Dazai-kun!"

"See you tonight, Mr. Lin, and work vigorously today~"

At the gate, the girl bid farewell to the young man in a sand-colored windbreaker, humming a pleasant tune and embarking on her way to work.

Her slender figure disappeared into the street, while Osamu Dazai leaned against the door frame and stretched slowly, then raised his voice to a corner of the courtyard wall: "Come out, Atsu-kun."

A big boy in his early 20s jumped in from the corner lightly. He was wearing crisp overalls and a white shirt. Except for his bad hairstyle, he looked like a college student.

"Mr. Dazai."

The older boy responded somewhat respectfully.

"Ah, I would like to thank Atsu-kun for buying the bento for me this morning," Osamu Dazai clasped his hands together and tilted his head slightly, not looking like a 27-year-old at all, "And, I have to ask Akun-kun for another thing. "

"Uh, what's the matter."

Years of experience in getting along with each other made the alarm bells in Atsushi Nakajima's mind ring crazily, and he hesitated with a little cold sweat on his face.

"Did you see the house behind me?" Dazai pointed to the direction of the second floor, "In the room in the middle of the second floor, the one with the window open, there is a drawer under the desk by the window, and there is a Take the silver hand wooden warehouse, please climb in through the wall, Dun-jun, and help me get it out."

Atsushi Nakajima sweated: "If I remember correctly, Mr. Dazai lives next door to Miss Lin."

Osamu Dazai blinked: "Hi!"

Atsushi Nakajima was sweating crazily: "Then why didn't Mr. Dazai take it out by himself?"

Osamu Dazai expressed disgust: "Hey, what are you talking about, Atsushi-kun, how could I enter the other party's room and steal things without the girl's permission, this is too ungentlemanly!"

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

So you just let me get it? ? ?

I don't have to be a gentleman anymore! ! !

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Osamu Dazai looked innocently in his eyes: "And, I have to ask Atsu-kun to put it back later, please make sure it remains intact!"

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

What kind of human suffering is this.

The war was over, the mouse was closed, the books were gone, and finally he didn't have to fight with that annoying Akutagawa, but he was forced to change his job to become a window-climbing thief? !

"By the way, after climbing in from the window, you must move quickly. You can only look at the desk, and you can't look at other places!"

In the ear, a certain senior was still chattering, but Atsushi Nakajima could only sigh, and went to climb the window listlessly. He reached in through the window and carefully opened the drawer, and took out the silver hand wooden box inside, making sure to keep an eye on the whole process. The wind didn't blow to other places other than the desk.

"this thing……"

As soon as Mu Cang was in his hand, Atsushi Nakajima's expression became serious. He jumped out of the window and motioned for Osamu Dazai to watch.

The young man in a sand-colored windbreaker took the wooden warehouse, looked at it carefully for a while, and the smile on his face gradually deepened as time went by.

"It's a magic tool," the slender fingers familiarly opened the safety, and opened a wooden warehouse facing the sky, "and it's a special magic tool that can hurt ordinary people."

"Oh, things are getting interesting."

***

I walked on my way to work in a bright mood, ignorant of what happened behind me.

People, when you are in a beautiful mood, you will feel beautiful when you see anything, such as flowers blooming on the side of the road, branches with buds, and an ugly monster passing by.

…………Huh?

I turned around to make sure that I had just seen again the big ugly guy that was so "forgotten" last night.

I saw that it was following a middle-aged man with an irritable face and he hadn't rested for a long time, crawling on top of the other's shoulders, taking deep breaths constantly, as if he could gain some kind of nourishment through this movement.

As for this disgusting thing that affects the appearance of the city, everyone around except me looks like they haven't seen it.

Does it have such abilities?Can be invisible?Then why can I see it?

I don't know if it's my illusion, but with every breath of the monster, the middle-aged man's face became paler and even darker.

"What, how many times have I told you, what are we staring at the computer for 24 hours a day, and not to make more money! You don't care if he invests in this will go bankrupt! As long as he is willing to pay! He will He jumped off the same building as last time, and he couldn't think about it..."

The middle-aged man's face became more and more ugly, and finally he yelled into the mobile phone next to his ear: "If you haven't taken this order down when I get back to Tokyo, pack up your things and get out, trash is not alive!" that power!"

Pedestrians around consciously gave up a small open space, and all walked around the yelling man, and I saw with my own eyes that the monster seemed to be agitated by the man's intense emotions, its huge head gradually lowered, and finally opened its mouth suddenly , took the man's entire head into his mouth.

The middle-aged man trembled violently, fell to the ground and started shaking, the crowd screamed, and various voices of "someone is sick", "call an ambulance", "heart attack" and "epilepsy" came one after another. into my ears.

No one could see the monster, only I saw it happily swinging its body with the man's head in its mouth, and as the man gradually lost its breath, the monster's body also changed, its bloated body elongated, became taller, and became huge The head shrinks... and finally freezes on a deformed and distorted face.

What a terrible face it was, like a person fell face down on the ground from a high altitude, the facial features were flattened and scattered by gravity and the hard floor tiles, and the whole head was torn apart and reassembled.

What's worse, the monster's eyes without eyelids wrapped around it, and after scanning around, it precisely fixed on me.

—— [If something is wrong, run away immediately. 】

At a certain moment, a strange feeling caught me, as if a familiar and unfamiliar voice flashed through the depths of my soul, driving me to turn around and run.

This thing is definitely not a superpower!

During the escape, I looked back and found that the other party was indeed catching up.

How to do? !

Others can't see it, and I don't even know what it is, so how to solve it!

You can't just keep running like this, can you?

My brain was spinning wildly, and I found that I was surprisingly calm, and even successfully predicted the opponent's attack, and narrowly dodged it.

My sixth sense tells me that there must be something that I haven't noticed, but I can't even figure out why.

The surrounding buildings retreated rapidly as I ran, I gritted my teeth and changed direction, and ran towards an old-fashioned corner building in the distance.

Ordinary people can't see monsters, so what about people with supernatural abilities?

In the two months since I came to this world, I have heard of a place called Armed Detective Agency from the customers of the coffee shop more than once, and I have been pointed out from a distance.It is said that the members in it are all people with supernatural powers. They have saved Yokohama from fire and water many times, and they have a high reputation in Yokohama.

So the famous detective agency, do you know if there is a way to deal with the monster behind me?

I bent down suddenly to avoid the long claws attacking from behind, and ran towards the building with all my strength.

Time is horribly slow, getting closer, getting closer, I can already clearly see the windows on the fourth floor of the building, luckily, there is a big boy wearing an old-fashioned detective suit and a detective hat sitting on the window sill, looking towards lookout.

"Hey—little brother—"

I yelled at the other party, pointing out of breath to the monster chasing after me: "Can, can you see—please——"

In my eyes full of infinite expectations, the squinted eyes of the "little brother" widened slightly, revealing a pair of pupils more beautiful than emeralds. Colorful marbles were placed in front of his eyes.

"Wow! So ugly!!!"

Edogawa Ranpo looked like he had seen something super scary, quickly put down the marbles, turned around and complained to the silver-haired samurai who came over: "President, there is a super disgusting big guy running over."

Fukuzawa Yukichi took a look at the marbles, then turned to a girl who was about 18 or 9 years old and said, "Kyoka, go and help her."

On the other side, I managed to avoid the monster's pounce once again, and anxiously planned that if the other party couldn't solve it, I would divert to the port mafia side and try my luck like a dead horse, but I saw a man in red A girl in a white flowered kimono ran out from the door of the building with small steps and held out her hand to me.

"Yasha Shirayuki—"

A tall light blue figure flashed behind the girl, and then blurred, the light of the knife drew a beautiful half-arc in the air, splitting the monster that gave me a headache in half.

The extreme and cold killing intent brushed against my face, blowing my long hair, and I was pulled behind by the girl, watching the monster's body that had been cut in half squirm wildly, and then merged into one again, it got up, Fighting with the light blue figure again became a mess.

"It's a low-level guy, Bai Xue can solve it."

A cold female voice sounded, and it took me a while to realize that the other party was comforting me.

It was only at this time that I was able to distract myself from observing the girl who saved me. I saw her wearing a very standard princess cut, and her delicate face was as white and beautiful as a doll.

A super pretty little sister.

The people I met recently are all good-looking.

Seeing that monster recovering more and more slowly after being hit again and again, and finally lying on the ground, turning into a cloud of black smoke and disappearing into the air, I only felt the breath in my chest suddenly go away. Feeling dizzy for a moment.

"Come in for a cup of tea and rest."

I was helped in by the girl, and I sat on the seat for a long time before I felt relieved.

"thank you very much!"

I stood up, bowed deeply to each other, and then bowed to the two people who were standing and sitting next to the window.

"You're welcome." "It's just a little effort."

The girl helped me fill up the teacup, and the silver-haired warrior nodded slightly to indicate that I don't care.

And the boy sitting on the window sill took out a pair of old black-rimmed glasses from his pocket at some point, opened them and put them on in a similar manner, then stared at me with a pair of beautiful green eyes. For a long time.

"Ah, I see!"

He suddenly clenched his fists and clapped his hands, and said something that surprised me.

"I've seen you before."

The boy carefully looked at me from head to toe, then took off his glasses, and turned into a lazy look with squinted eyes again: "I just forgot again."

I:……?

Well, that might be me being too ordinary looking.

"Dazai is coming, do you want to see what he put in the cabinet?"

The young man is obviously used to other people not keeping up with his rhythm, and he said something incomprehensible to himself: "If you don't watch it, it will be too late."

What, what?what?Put it in a cupboard?Dazai's?

wait!He knows Osamu Dazai!

I finally managed to extract a sentence of effective information from the extremely jumpy words of the other party, and as a result, I heard the boy say "well, it's too late" in a drawn out voice.

"It's too late."

The next moment, the door not far away was pushed open, and a familiar young man appeared at the door. The sand-colored windbreaker was light and elegant, and the smile on his face was as beautiful as spring.

"Huh? It's Mr. Lin."

He looked at me and said in surprise, "What happened?"

"It's a long story," I replied with a wry smile, and asked the other party, "Why is Dazai-kun here?"

The young man blinked lightly, and his kite-colored pupils curved gently: "Does Jun Lin not know? I work here."

Osamu Dazai works in an armed detective agency?

I was really shocked.

In other words, Osamu Dazai is a person with supernatural powers?

"That's right." As if guessing what I was thinking, the young man nodded affirmatively and replied, "I am a person with supernatural powers."

So, a month ago, this person told me that the company he worked for was not doing well and was in arrears of wages?

"Some time ago, there was a problem with the capital chain of the detective agency, which has been resolved."

Then you, a person with supernatural powers, were injured and even robbed of your wallet?

"My supernatural ability is not of the combat department. It's normal to be injured, and I did lose my wallet."

Alright, then explain yourself homeless when your rent expires :)

"Kunikida went crazy and smashed my room, I really have nowhere to go."

"Dazai! You have to show some face! You cooked a curry cola durian superman nutrition pot yourself, and you lied to me that you can see the truth with just one sip!"

"Hey~ Kunikida, didn't you see the 'truth' at the time? So I didn't lie to you, it was you who felt ashamed, and came here to smash my things after waking up!"

"Dazai! You bandage waste device!!"

"Kunikida~ I said that your ideal woman will appear in four years, now it's the fifth year~ Has she appeared? Has she appeared~"

"Dazai!!!!!!"

I:"……"

Let’s not make complaints about these two people who look like elementary school chickens arguing, just what, Curry Coke Durian Superman Nutrition Pot, it’s a terrible thing at first sight, it’s not edible at all, okay==.

Just now, the Armed Detective Agency, which was peaceful and full of high-ranking atmosphere, became wild overnight, just like the gymnasium playground of elementary school.

And when I looked at that young man whose personality had collapsed, I actually thought, heck, it's a little cute.

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In the end, it was the silver-haired samurai who stopped the two quarreling people. He nodded at me helplessly, and after making sure the two separated, he turned and left the room.

Osamu Dazai, who was still quarreling just a moment ago, raised his hand to comb the broken hair on his forehead, and he turned back to the elegant beauty I am familiar with. He sat on the sofa opposite me and introduced the colleagues around me.

Only then did I know that the girl in kimono who saved me was called Izumi Kyoka; the young man who quarreled with Dazai Osamu was called Kunikida Doppo; the "little brother" wearing a detective uniform was called Edogawa Ranpo... and, Ranpo-san is actually 31 years old this year.

I:"……"

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As far as that baby face is concerned, if you say that he is 16 this year, I will believe it!

I always thought that I already had a face with a very vague age, until I met Ranpo Edogawa, and then I realized that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky :)

Maybe it was because the expression on my face was too obvious. Everyone in the detective agency laughed. Naomi Tanizaki, who had just brought in new tea, hugged her brother's neck and told me, "Miss Lin, don't be troubled. People of Mr.'s age can run around Yokohama ten times in these years."

Next to him, Osamu Dazai smiled very nicely with his iris-colored eyes. He nodded in agreement with the other party's statement. He looked at me and suddenly asked, "By the way, Mr. Lin, have you and the coffee shop asked for leave?"

"ah!"

I just remembered that I didn't ask for leave at all!

Standing up in a hurry, I said goodbye to a group of big guys I just met, and then ran downstairs in a hurry.

Fortunately, I left a little earlier today, otherwise I would definitely be late!

……

The girl's hurried figure disappeared into the street downstairs. In the Armed Detective Agency, the smile on Dazai Osamu's face faded. He turned his head and said to Izumi Kyoka who was quietly clearing the table: "Kyoka-chan, come and talk to me. What happened just now?"

Quan Jinghua is a reliable person. Although people with supernatural powers can't see the curse spirit without special equipment, Yasha Baixue, who is connected to her soul, can tell her the situation in time.In fact, she not only recounted the shocking scene downstairs, but also mentioned that Lin Tao's physical fitness was different from that of an ordinary waiter when dealing with the curse spirit.

Osamu Dazai rested his chin on one hand, nodded thoughtfully, and smiled, "I understand, thank you for your hard work, Kyoka-chan."

"Do you need to speak to Tokyo?"

Quan Jinghua asked.

"Whatever, anyway, the matter has been resolved."

Osamu Dazai looked out the window, tapped his fingertips on the sofa, and whispered to himself: "But the wooden warehouse, I always feel that I have heard similar news. When was it?"