After being surrounded by the healing system

When the Black Detective Ran and his team came back, the Butei Club members who were guarding other places in Yokohama to ensure that no villains would take this opportunity to make trouble had already returned. The bandaged man opened the door and walked in very naturally, and everyone in the club fell silent at the same time.

As a matter of course, the man smiled at Oda and threw his arms out: "Oda Tsukuru! Long time no see~"

"Long time no see, Dazai." Oda couldn't help but smile when he saw the visitor, and stepped forward to hug him.

After a long-lost reunion hug, the two each took a step back.

"I didn't expect you to come to Butei." Oda sighed.

"I'm a free person who doesn't occupy any power now, and there is no black history that needs to be cleaned up in this world, so I can go anywhere." The omnipotent wizard said and pointed to himself, "After that, there is no Deadline's big vacation!"

Oda was happy for his friend, "That's really a good thing, it's worth a drink."

"Yeah yeah~ Let's have a drink together if you have a chance!" The wizard raised his hands high in a childish way, and cheered, "Cheers to my freedom!"

"Cheers to your freedom." Oda echoed and nodded earnestly, agreeing with the wizard's words very much.

Osamu Dazai looked at the pair of old friends who chatted happily as soon as they met, his eyes dimmed slightly.

Yes, they are real friends.

"Oda Oda! Let's see who Ranbu-sama is holding!" Black Detective Luan's tone was so low that it seemed to be whispering when he was immersed in his own world, and his voice was full of vitality.

The wizard who lost his big cloak and wizard hat heard the sound and looked over. He didn't close the door when he came in. Of course, it wasn't impolite, but he deliberately opened the door after he arrived at the Armed Detective Agency a few steps behind.

Black Detective Ranpo walked in carrying a person who was almost completely covered by a black wizard hat and cloak, showing a physical ability far surpassing that of Edogawa Ranpo.

"Miss Akutagawa!" Edogawa Ranbu resolutely affirmed.

"Okay, okay, put Akutagawa down quickly, Detective." Once the leader of the port Mafia, the wizard had no direct contact with this detective who stepped into the world of heresy and died young, but they are both brains The two at the top still have their own ways to understand each other.

"I don't want it! If you put it down, you won't know if you can pick it up smoothly next time." The black detective muttered dissatisfiedly, but he noticed that the son of Akutagawa Ryoko looked slightly sideways at him, probably because he was caught on the way. Hugging him like this, even when he realized his sense of existence because the wizard's cloak and hat were lowered to be like air, it made the son of Akutagawa feel extremely ashamed.

Therefore, even though he was very reluctant, Black Detective Luan obediently put down Akutagawa Ryo's son and asked, "How is it? Is it a little bit better now?"

Although not, Akutagawa Takashi's son still nodded, and replied softly in a slightly trembling tone because of his shame: "It's better, but I'm very ashamed, I can't imitate it yet."

"But it should be fine if you're indoors." The wizard walked up to Akutagawa Ryo's son, and adjusted the position of the wizard hat for her so that she could show her face and not be blocked by the brim of the hat. The symbol of his Akutagawa is a creature that interprets the word beauty.

"Mr. Dazai, is it ready?" After the brim of the hat was raised, the white-haired Ryuko's feathered ears trembled subconsciously, as the brim of the hat was raised, and his field of vision also expanded. The Armed Detective Agency seemed to be brightened several times by her at this moment. , Beautiful and picturesque is probably the description of such an existence, right?

"Before I could mimic, I lent my cloak and hat to Akutagawa. These are very important 'tokens'. Keep them safe for me." The wizard smiled.

Akutagawa Ryo's son bowed slightly and said, "Yes, thank you very much, Mr. Dazai."

Osamu Dazai finally understands why the black detectives often mention Akutagawa Takashi's son, as if that person is the most important stroke in their lives. This person really likes 'Osamu Dazai' very much.

I like it, I like it, I like it——

He uttered these three words as if venting his heart, like prayers spoken by fanatics to their gods, so emotional that his heart ached.

Dazai Osamu met the wizard's gaze, and the kite-eyed wizard with curly horns looked at him, the corners of his mouth that had been kept uplifted fell down, and the sense of crisis and repulsion grew stronger in silence only when they belonged to each other.

--mine.

The wizard said silently with a smile.

--whispering sound.

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes in displeasure. This guy who is unfortunate but definitely lucky occupies most of his life is really not pleasing to the eye.

Oda patted Osamu Dazai on the shoulder, "What's wrong? Dazai-san."

"Why would Oda-kun say that I will be disillusioned after seeing the real Ms. Akutagawa?" Osamu Dazai calmly shifted his gaze, rather than looking at the terrible and enviable self, it is better to keep looking at the beautiful Ms. Akutagawa. It was simply the existence that made him feel happy.It seems that looking at her, the spirit will come to an extremely pure and warm Taoyuan Township.

The son of Ryo Akutagawa couldn't ignore Osamu Dazai's blazing gaze, but because she was 'Mr. Dazai', she chose to silently accept this person's excessive gaze. The son of Ryo Akutagawa knew that the other party regarded herself as a temporary source of spiritual comfort. That's all.

"Well... probably because we have developed a certain resistance to Akutagawa. Sometimes Akutagawa is very stubborn. He doesn't listen to other people's words and will act according to his own understanding, but we always want to follow her. Look at her." Oda was not surprised to realize that Dazai Osamu had changed his address from 'Oda Saku' to 'Oda-kun'.

After all, he is not the Oda Sakunosuke who accompanied Dazai Osamu during that time and experienced those past events with Dazai Osamu.

When Oda was talking to Osamu Dazai, Akutagawa Takashi's eyes fell on the man with rusty red hair. This vest has good luck and sometimes bad luck. After wearing the vest, her preferences will also change according to the vest. But even so, she still couldn't accept the taste of the extra spicy curry in the early stage, even in the eyes of others, the person 'Oda Sakunosuke' ate it without changing his expression and looked very happy.

No one knows how tormenting Akutagawa Ryo's son in the vest is. While he doesn't want to waste food, he can't accept extra spicy food.

Impressive, unforgettable.

"Remember me? Although Mr. Ranpo said Akutagawa, you have 'reasonably forgotten' our existence, but I still want to have unrealistic expectations for Akutagawa." Oda met the gaze of Akutagawa Takashi's son Walking forward, he raised his hand and wanted to put it on Akutagawa Ryo's son's shoulder, but after realizing her strange attitude towards him, Oda put his hand down, and he looked into the eyes of Akutagawa Ryo's son and asked again, " Still remember me?"

Following Oda's words, the swordsman who had been silently accompanying Black Detective Ran also looked over.

"...Oda Sakunosuke." Akutagawa Ryoko said, for some reason, she felt that her voice was a bit dry at the moment, without any convincing power.

"Ah, indeed I forgot." Oda affirmed, "This situation is terrible, should we start from the beginning?"

"Of course! Ranpo-sama has already taught Akutagawa to call Ranpo-sama 'Mr. Ranpo'!" The black detective put his hips on his hips, and patted Ryo Akutagawa's son confidently on the shoulder, "It's okay, leave everything to us !"

"That's right, instead of worrying about being sad, it's better to start now!" Oda approached the son of Akutagawa with a serious expression, raised his hand again and pressed it on the son of Akutagawa's shoulder, and said to the son of Akutagawa with the attitude of a father teaching a child to speak : "Senior Oda, please call me that."

This strange feeling of intimacy was even stronger than when she faced her blood relative Yin Shi.

But yes, they were one person from the beginning.

The son of Akutagawa Ryo was startled, she was disturbed and confused, she didn't know the source of everything, and she didn't know why things were in this state, all she could do now seemed to be to obey her former 'self', shouting: "Oda ...Senior Oda?"

She understood what had been affecting her emotions and judgment all this time.

——It was them, 'Edogawa Ranpo', 'Oda Sakunosuke', 'Fukuzawa Yukichi'.

They are resonating, assimilating, and infecting each other, but unlike her who turned them into heresies and finally let them die without guilt, the emotions conveyed by them who have been reborn in this world have always been positive , so warm and direct, as if they were a family from the beginning.

It's been a long time since Oda heard his cute and sensible junior call him senior like this, like a confused and frightened lop-eared rabbit who desperately needs the protection and comfort of his elders, even though the son of Akutagawa Takashi obviously 'doesn't remember' anything Now, it doesn't hinder Akutagawa Ryo's son's cuteness in front of them at all.

Oda's heart is full of gratification and joy. The daughter he raised has become cuter. Can this not make the old father happy?

"My... I'm a little tired." Facing his 'insiders', the son of Akutagawa Takashi, who had temporarily lost the protection of Rashomon, decided to take advantage of the current situation and follow his instinct towards this man who kept exuding a strong and friendly atmosphere towards him. Showing weakness, "Can I lean on Senior Oda for a little while?"

"Dazai, am I awake now?" Oda's voice trembled slightly. He heard something. The son of Ryo Akutagawa, who used to be more stubborn than anyone else and liked to be brave, actually showed his weakness so frankly.

When Akutagawa said those words, the wizard reached into the small leather pouch hanging on his belt, and in this small pouch, which was not as big as a child's palm, he actually took out a stick about fifteen centimeters long. medicine tube.

"Clang clang! Awakening potion!" The wizard said the name of the thing he took out. The potion contained in the transparent glass tube showed a disturbing green color. The strange green seemed to be still wriggling, and the texture It seems to be quite sticky, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a good thing.

"It feels like Mr. Dazai over there is like Doraemon." After recovering from the thought that Akutagawa in another world is better than the manga, Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help complaining when he saw this scene.

"Nice rant!" The wizard heard Nakajima Atsushi's words, "This is really an evaluation that our family's Atsushi would not say at all. I did create the shuttle door, and the space-time shuttle can also be created with a little time. It came out, but the principle has nothing to do with human science, after all, I am a complete mystic."

Atsushi Nakajima:! ! !

Butei and others:! ! !

Osamu Dazai, who had been concentrating on watching Akutagawa Takashi's son, couldn't help but look sideways at the wizard when he heard this.

A time travel machine... Could something like that really exist?Could he, if he existed, be able to...

Osamu Dazai paused, mocking himself secretly—how could it be possible.

As an omnipotent wizard, Mr. Dazai's potion making process is extremely special. The tools he uses are in line with the human concept of wizard existence. It is a big crucible, but the making process seems to be making some weird dishes. See It looks like cooking from hell, but the taste and effect are unique, and this strange attribute has also developed into his cooking.

Today, the most normal-looking dishes Mr. Dazai can cook are red bean and rice cake soup, except firm tofu.

As long as you can ignore the appearance of the dish that makes you almost lose your mind and repel you physically and psychologically, the taste is actually surprisingly good.

Oda looked at the potion with an increasingly strange color, and was sure that he was indeed awake, because he was soberly aware that he didn't want to drink that stuff at all, and his desire to survive was very strong, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, Dazai, I think I'm awake."

"Well, it seems that you don't need to drink it, Odasaku." The wizard said, putting the potion back in his pocket regretfully. He knew very well what the things he made generally looked like, but This is helpless, after all, his mental state looks normal, but he is actually a hopeless, insane person with negative sense.

Akutagawa Takashi's son silently watched the familiarity between them, which was a scene she had never imagined.

Weird...but not annoying.

Just when the son of Ryo Akutagawa was watching like a third party, a warm calloused hand landed on the top of her head through the wizard hat, patted gently but vigorously, raised his head, son of Akutagawa Ryo I saw the swordsman who was extremely silent all the way.

"It's okay, son of Long, we will always be with you." The white-haired man showed a faint smile, "This time we will never be separated again."

Just like how he unconditionally passed the admission test of Akutagawa Takashi's son without any hesitation, the swordsman never wavered in his decision. He and the detectives brought the son of Akutagawa Takashi back to the Armed Detective Agency from the very beginning. I will be mentally prepared to agree to any request from this child unconditionally.

"..." Akutagawa Ryo's son was speechless, she didn't know what she could or should say.

This person was the president of the Armed Detective Agency who was living in front of her.

The same is true for Black Detective Chaos, and so is Oda. They have more real and lively personalities than anyone else, and they are existences that the son of Akutagawa Ryoko cannot play. After making such a judgment, the son of Akutagawa Ryoko recognized them as independent The identity and existence of the personality, after all, is indisputable.

The son of Ryo Akutagawa lowered his eyelids, not daring to completely put all his weight on her now, she silently leaned against the swordsman lightly, such a restrained movement was extremely strenuous for the son of Ryo Akutagawa, and made her His sickly pale face became even paler, and he began to sweat unconcealably.

But the son of Akutagawa Takashi thinks this is enough, they are the same kind who know the basics, they are the same kind who use their tentacles to wrap each other's arms and act coquettishly silently.

Because it is 'one of my own'.

The author has something to say:

感谢在2021-07-2222:21:37~2021-07-2320:45:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: 3 for Zhuling; 1 for Yu and why;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：微蓝澜48瓶；萨菲、禾青雨10瓶；谷千艺8瓶；诺之言、锦瑟5瓶；朝霞晚景2瓶；陌一、竹苓、颓废的肥啾、岁月浅浅不见颜、默年1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!