Dazai said he wanted to marry me after amnesia

The next day.

Iwanaga Kotoko came to the scene of the detective contest.

A six-story building.

The second floor is the lobby, and upwards are various small rooms, where someone is arranging the "crime scene".

After the game starts, the detectives will enter the room two by two,? as competitors, reasoning,? promoted,? until the final winner is selected.

Let the monster go around, and she knows everything about the incident.

It's a good thing she doesn't take part in the competition,? Otherwise, she's sure to win.

Kotoko Iwanaga stood at the entrance, looked around, but did not see Mr. Dazai.

"Remember to pick me up!"

The young man's voice rang in his ears, full of vitality like the cry of a baby.Is it a boy?

He was wearing a brown winter jacket, with short black hair and prickly eyes? His eyes were narrowed into a slit.

The object of his wave was a short-haired girl wearing a butterfly hair ornament.

"understood."

The girl waved heartily and left.

girlfriend?

"Not my girlfriend."

The boy suddenly leaned in front of her.

Iwanaga Kotoko looked him up close and laughed: "It's our first time meeting, Mr. Edogawa."

The teenager opened his eyes, revealing his emerald green pupils, and his tone was not surprised.

"Ah,? You guessed it."

"Five years ago, there was a theater attack in Yokohama, and since then there have been rumors that 'a certain boy has superpowers and can see through the truth the moment he arrives at the scene'. A year later,? His guardians founded the Armed Detective Agency. "

"The only detective in Yokohama who is eligible to participate in this competition. I heard that he doesn't know the way, needs someone to pick him up, and loves to eat snacks... Look, there is icing sugar on the corner of his mouth."

Kotoko Iwanaga handed over the handkerchief.

"Based on the above points, the only one who meets the requirements is Mr. Edogawa."

——Edogawa Ranpo.

The other party's praise of her was very useful.

"You have a good eye! Just tell me to walk around!"

However, judging from the recorded time, Mr. Ranpo is now 20 years old and cannot be called a teenager.

It looks tender, which is great.

"Hey, hey, it's a bit impolite to think like this," Edogawa Ranpo seemed to know what she was thinking, and yelled, "You look smaller, okay, if your boyfriend walks with you on the street, you may be caught by the police The degree of copying away."

Thinking of the experience of leader Dazai, he couldn't refute it.

"That's right."

"Mr. Ranpo admires you very much, so I will let you experience the ability of the world's No.1 detective in advance!"

He took out a pair of black-rimmed glasses from his pocket, put them on, and stared at her. Behind the lenses, there seemed to be a light of thinking that surpassed human beings in the depths of his eyes.

"You...argued with your boyfriend."

Before she could speak, Edogawa Ranpo happily pushed her upstairs: "He won't come, let's go."

Even if it comes, it won't appear in front of you.

"Don't worry about him for the next three days! Enjoy this game with Mr. Ranpo!"

"I will definitely win the championship and be famous all over Japan!"

Childish yet confident.

"There is a candy store on the corner of this street. When Mr. Ranpo wins the championship, let's go there to celebrate together!"

Candy?

She said, "I'd rather eat Fuzi Baoyi."

"Fuzi Baoyi? What is that?"

This detective is so simple.

Edogawa Ranpo suddenly yelled, interrupting what she was about to say.

"I know! Don't tell me! Mr. Ranpo doesn't want to know!"

...It's contradictory.

Lobby on the second floor.

The staff came out, distributed paper and pens to them, and asked both the guests and the contestants to write: [Nine propositions of reasoning, twenty elements, and thirty cases].

She does know this.

"We just came to watch the game, why write this?"

"That's right, isn't this something only used in mystery novels!"

Some people complained of dissatisfaction, and most people buried their heads in writing.

Edogawa Ranpo is one of those dissatisfied.

"You can tell this kind of thing at a glance. Is it necessary to write it? It's an idiot's behavior! Stupid——"

The staff sternly said: "I don't think you know at all, do you? This is the first step to screen you, if you don't know it, please go back!"

Edogawa choked as he walked in disorder, clasped his hands in front of him, puffed up.

"I'm not leaving!"

Mr. Ranpo, who is the only one who respects me, looks down on this game, so why must he stay here.

With this curiosity in mind, Iwanaga Kotoko let the monster play a trick and handed over the answer.

Edogawa Ranpo reluctantly copied the answer.

When the time came, those who did not write it out were invited out.

The remaining detectives will be assigned to different rooms for reasoning competitions, and guests can choose a room to watch at will.

Iwanaga Kotoko saw a gentleman sweating anxiously explaining to the staff why he had a little raccoon with him.

"Carl is just my pet, we really didn't use it to cheat!"

"It is inseparable from me, please don't take it away from me!"

Well, it looks like Mr. Dazai's long-lost brother.

Mr. Dazai with long hair?

She looked back.

"Speaking of which, why is Mr. Ranpo obsessed with this competition?"

"If I win, I will be praised by the president!"

Just a compliment?

"Don't underestimate the president's compliment!" Luanbu said, "The president's compliment means to me, just like your boyfriend's confession and forced kiss mean to you!"

Holy crap, I got it instantly!

"Please come on, Mr. Ranpo, I will support you!"

"Hmph~ This is more or less the same."

For the next three days, Kotoko Iwanaga watched the entire match of Edogawa Ranpo, and the relationship with the detective quickly became closer.

The rumors are not exaggerated. In terms of reasoning, those people are not Edogawa Ranpo's opponents at all.He went straight to the blue sky like this until the last day of the finals.

The opponent was Poe, the young man with the raccoon, who came from America.

In these three days, her contact with Osamu Dazai was limited to a few text messages on the first day.

Osamu Dazai: [Where are you? 】

none of your business.

Osamu Dazai: [Have you seen the news? 】

Did not see.

Osamu Dazai: [Reply to me. 】

not back.

Osamu Dazai: [Iwanaga Kotoko. 】

Full name threat?

Yan Yong Qinzi: [Hmph! (grimace)】

Osamu Dazai: […]

that's all.

She muted her phone, put it away, and focused on watching the game.

The opponents in the finals were very strong, and Mr. Ranpo analyzed the "crime scene" on the ground with a serious face, and finally he was no longer as relaxed as before.

After a fierce brain battle, he finally won.

……

"Ah, it's the first time that other detectives have forced me to this point."

Edogawa slumped in disorder on the sofa in the rest area, gurgling with his head up and drinking the wave soda he asked her to buy to replenish the sugar in his brain.

"Thank you, Mr. Ranpo."

"Now I am the famous detective in Japan and the number one in the world!"

And the president's praise!

"Yeah, that's great."

Kotoko Iwanaga is like a ruthless chattering robot.

"Hey, you don't have any passion at all, what admiration for Lord Ranpo!"

"Mr. Ranpo will win the final prize. Isn't this a doomed result from the beginning?"

Edogawa Ranbu was stunned for a moment, but he stopped making trouble.

"...You are right."

While talking with Edogawa Ranpo, Iwanaga Kotoko noticed a figure in the distance, it was Edgar Allan Poe who lost the game.

He curled up in the shadow of the corner, and the whole body wrote: autistic.

"I'll go over there, Mr. Ranpo."

She walked over and performed a skirt ceremony.

"Mr. Poe, hello."

"It was a very exciting game."

Allan Poe barely cheered up: "You... watched my game?"

It quickly sank down again: "But I still lost to Mr. Ranbu... All the reasons for our generation to establish contact with others have disappeared..."

"But Mr. Ranpo said you were the only detective who could drive him to this point."

"……Eh?"

"Mr. Ranpo seldom praises others."

Yan Yong Kotoko stared at the raccoon on his shoulder, and the little thing looked back at her with dark eyes.

Poe was a little sluggish.

"Are you... are you here to comfort us?"

Yan Yong Qinzi shook his head.She rarely does such things and is said to be impersonal.Who said it?

"Can I pet your raccoon?"

Yes, this is her purpose.

Probably because he never thought that his Carl would become an opportunity to be accosted by the beautiful young lady, Poe's eyes widened, and his social fear attributes belatedly flared up.

"Yes, yes."

The little raccoon came down from his shoulder and offered to touch her.

The raccoon's hair is hard and has a needle-pricking feeling, which is different from the feeling of petting a cat.

"Can I feed something?"

Poe nodded.

"Karl is an omnivore, he can eat anything, and he won't bite." He took out cat food from his pocket and showed her, "Come on, Karl, I'll give you cat food... oh, it hurts!"

There was an extra tooth mark on his hand.

Kotoko Iwanaga took out the crispy noodles from her pocket, knelt down and began to feed them.

It's not in vain that she bought crispy noodles while buying soda for Mr. Ranpo!

Edgar Allan Poe looked at this scene with wandering eyes.

Why...is it crispy noodles...

Besides, why are you so obedient in front of ladies?Karl you traitor!

Edogawa Ranpo here.

Something in the bag lit up, and the detective with his hands behind his head lazily raised his eyelids and raised his voice.

"Iwanaga, the phone—"

Concentrate on raccoons, didn't you hear?

Edogawa Ranpo glanced at the caller ID, and reasoning flashed in his eyes.

"……So this is ah."

He smiled mischievously and picked up the phone.

"Moxi Moxi, the most favorite boyfriend in the world~"

There was an eerie silence on the other side.

It's wrong to call my girlfriend's phone and a man picks it up!

Osamu Dazai said in a deep voice, "Where's Qinzi?"

"Kinko," Edogawa glanced over there in disorder, drawling his tone, "She's taken a fancy to Edgar Allan Poe—"

The phone hangs up.

"..."

Edogawa Ranpo looked at the interface where the call ended, and muttered: "You hang up the phone yourself, don't blame me."

"——'s little raccoon" he hadn't said yet.

Lord Ranpo didn't delay on purpose, really, Lord Ranpo could have any bad intentions.

After saying goodbye to Poe, Kotoko Iwanaga came back.

She saw at a glance that Edogawa Ranpo looked weird.

"What's the matter, Mr. Ranpo?"

A detective turned to Bao Nuzui: "I just had a call, asking where you are."

Mr. Dazai?

She was about to call back when Ranpo Edogawa grabbed her wrist.

"Leave him alone, go celebrate with Lord Ranpo first!"

"He will figure it out by himself, I guarantee it in the name of a detective!"

Seeing what she wanted to say, Edogawa Ranpo began to lose his temper.

"I have a task with Xie Ye today, and I will be late for more than two hours. Lord Ranpo doesn't want to stay here anymore! No!"

"……All right."

Kotoko Iwanaga first accompanied Ranpo Edogawa to the agreed upon candy store and bought a lot of snacks.

She paid the money, and the detective took the opportunity to ask her to send him back to the detective agency, saying that the detective agency would give her the money.

It's not necessary, she's not short of the money.

on the road.

"Do you want to work part-time in a detective agency?"

Edogawa Ranpo asked suddenly.

Ok?

"Anyway, you are studying in Yokohama now. When your boyfriend is busy, you can find something for yourself. The detective agency has free time."

"Your performance also meets the requirements of the detective agency, and you can even be exempted from the agency test."

She heard Edogawa Ranbu whisper sourly: "The president has never praised me like this."

Do you mean the Exposure Institute?

Yan Yong Qinzi pondered.

It is possible to work part-time in a detective agency, but I have never considered it before.

"I introduced you to a job, how can I repay Lord Ranpo?"

Edogawa Ranpo asked again.

"Introduce you to a girlfriend?"

She blocked the chattering detective with a word.

"Or send you a box of Fuzi Baoyi every month? The secret treasure of the Secret Treasure Hall? The latest photo album?"

"Mr. Ranpo, you are already an adult, you should do what an adult should do," she held her face shyly, "My dream is to try all 48 moves with Mr. Dazai when I become an adult."

Having never been subjected to such an attack, Edogawa Ranpo's face turned red and then pale, and finally exploded.

"I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen!"

"Don't send it to me, Lord Ranpo, don't!"

He rushed into the detective agency with a red face.

"Master Ranpo, you are back."

The clerk said respectfully.

Edogawa Ranpo calmed down.

"Where is Xie Ye? Contact her and tell her to come back to the club directly. There are guests."

After giving an order, he clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, and announced loudly, "Master Ranpo has won the game!"

Immediately, the detective agency celebrated one after another.

Although there are not many people, the atmosphere is harmonious and comfortable.

"What about the president, the president—"

Edogawa Ranpo happily reported the results of the battle to the silver-haired man who came out, especially after receiving praise, his imaginary tail was going up to the sky.

"Celebrate! President, we will celebrate tonight!"

The silver-haired man nodded in agreement, and turned his gaze to Iwanaga Kotoko.

She got up and saluted, and had a few words with the president.As for joining the club, she wanted to think about it for a few more days.

Glass screens and sofas facing each other form a reception area.

After waiting there for about 10 minutes, a short-haired woman who had met once pushed the door and said, "Mr. Ranpo has won."

"of course!"

Edogawa greeted her with random steps, "This is my friend, Kotoko Iwanaga."

"Oh, the girl who confessed passionately on TV before," Yosano Akiko greeted her, "I like her courage, I like it!"

"Yo Yosano is a doctor at the detective agency. Her supernatural powers can heal all wounds. Let her take a look for you. This is a benefit only for Ranpo-sama's friends!"

He pouted, "Well, although I'm dissatisfied with being used."

Yan Yong Qinzi: "..."

At that time, if she had known the conditions for the activation of this lady doctor's ability, she would have politely and firmly refused!

In short, when she came out of the operating room, she felt that her life had been sublimated.

It's nice to be alive.

"Feel sorry."

Yosano Akiko frowned slightly, "But logically speaking, it's impossible for my ability not to work..."

Iwanaga Kotoko never thought of recovering, so there was no disappointment.

She smiled slightly: "Then you will treat my eyes and legs as sacrifices to the gods."

Back in the office, Ranpo Edogawa, who was using the chair as a rocking chair, stopped, feeling a little disappointed.

"Can't you?"

Iwanaga Kotoko shook his head.

Just as she shook her head, she glanced at the black figure guarding below from the window.

Mr. Dazai? !

"Go down quickly."

Edogawa leisurely scooped up a mouthful of pudding and put it in his mouth, "If he doesn't go down, he will charge up. I don't want to cause panic for the detective agency."

After politely thanking everyone in the detective agency, Iwanaga Kotoko heard Edogawa's random steps when he walked to the door.

"Think about it and contact me, Yan Yong."

She turned her head.

The childish side disappeared from Edogawa Ranpo, and the cold light of thinking flickered in the green pupils.

"The killer and the bodyguard are interlinked, and the detective and the lie constructor are also interlinked."

"—isn't it?"

"..."

Yan Yong Qinzi laughed: "Alright then."

She walked out of the detective agency elevator.

At dusk, the streets seem to be soaked in orange soda.Osamu Dazai was standing on the side of the road, where she could see it at a glance.

People come and go around him, and there is a lot of traffic, but he can't blend into this floating world.The outline of the black coat was covered with the light of the sunset, and Yuantong looked at her quietly.

Iwanaga Kotoko walked up to him.

"Mr. Dazai."

"..."

After a while.

Osamu Dazai slightly raised his hand at her.

It was still the bandaged hand on half of the palm, and the palm was full of rays of light.

Iwanaga Kotoko put his hand up.

Osamu Dazai took her hand lightly and hung it down.They walked hand in hand, their backs blending into the crowd.

fantastic.When the two held hands, the sense of estrangement between the boy and his surroundings disappeared and he returned to the world.

"Not going back to the apartment," Kotoko Iwanaga said while walking, "I'm going to stay at Mr. Dazai's place tonight."

It may be that the three-day cold war made Mr. Dazai have some concerns. This time the rejection was slower, but he still refused.

"No."

"why?"

"The container environment is poor."

"I don't mind. Dazai-san is enough."

"I only have one set of bedding."

"Then we can use it together."

It's better to say that she couldn't ask for more.

"...It's dangerous to sleep with you."

"Mr. Dazai!"

She raised her voice, indicating that she was going to be angry.

Dazai sighed helplessly.

Yan Yong Qinzi tilted her head and leaned her head against his shoulder.

"If you want me to participate in the detective contest, just tell me, Dazai-san."

The moment she saw the staff, she understood.

——The female staff member was wearing the same suit as the one I saw at school three days ago.

They should have come to the school to promote that day, and then Mr. Dazai got the invitation letter by some means.

As for the purpose, it is to let her get acquainted with Edogawa Ranpo, and then get to know Yosano Akiko further.

Because of the ability with Akiko Yosano.

Mr. Dazai learned through some means that the ability with Ms. Yosano can restore limbs.

It is precisely because of this particularity that Ms. Xie Ye's ability is generally not used externally.

Unless a key person takes the line, such as Mr. Ranpo.

As for why she thinks that she can get to know Mr. Ranpo by going there, special people always attract each other.

Mr. Dazai sent her a message on the first day to confirm whether she had gone to the competition.

And today, Mr. Dazai called again.

Generally, when a boyfriend hears a strange man's voice on his girlfriend's phone, his first reaction is: "Who are you?"

Mr. Dazai asked where she was.

It means he already knew.Rather, it was all in his plan.

It's no wonder that Mr. Ranpo said that he was a little dissatisfied with being used.

What a twisted way of expressing it, Dazai-san.

She inserted her fingers between Dazai Osamu's and pressed her palms together.

Downstairs that day, Mr. Dazai probably wanted to talk about it, but was startled by her shocking jealousy.

No, she's not that scary... is she?

The only pity is that the final result was unsatisfactory.

"Isn't that person's ability okay?"

Hearing this sentence, Yan Yong Qinzi knew that he had admitted it.

"No, abilities and monsters belong to different systems."

She comforted: "It really doesn't matter, Mr. Dazai, I have long been used to it, and it doesn't affect my life. Eyes and legs are the price of becoming a god, and I voluntarily."

"..."

Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, looked somewhere in the void, and murmured inaudibly.

"But I don't want to see you like this."

Obviously want to use your wisdom, but ask you to donate your eyes and legs?

what is this?

There are too many twisted things in this world.

He originally thought that he had seen through it and could look at all kinds of injustice with a cold eye, but when such things happened to important people, he found that he still couldn't bear it.

The bad guy can have all limbs and run amok.

However, Qinzi had to fall, get injured, or even face danger of life in order to maintain order.

Those evil monsters and villains grinned one by one, opening their bloody mouths as if they wanted to swallow people alive.

But let a girl with one eye and one foot deal with them.

Why.

Why should she bear these things.

He felt distressed, but didn't know how to express it.

Even if he said it, that guy would not give up his status as the God of Wisdom.

……

Iwanaga Kotoko opened his eyes wide.

She seemed to hear what Mr. Dazai said just now, the voice was too low to hear clearly, but it felt like a confession?

"Mr. Dazai, what did you just say?!"

"……Nothing at all."

"say it one more time."

"Do not say."

"Say it again, just once! I want to hear it, I want to hear it!"

She shook Dazai Osamu's arm vigorously, and her earnest appearance resembled Mori Ogai who asked Alice to change her skirt.

She shook the boy's black coat so that it fell off his shoulders.

"Keep an eye on the road and don't make trouble."

Not letting her ask, Osamu Dazai talked about something else: "I heard you have a crush on Edgar Allan Poe?"

Kotoko Iwanaga puffed up her cheeks.

Changed the subject again!

Although Mr. Poe looks a bit like Mr. Dazai.But is she such a superficial person, of course it depends on the heart. "Mr. Luanbu didn't complete the story. I just fell in love with his little raccoon and went to touch it."

She squinted her eyes, pointing to something: "Who told Mr. Dazai not to let me suck it if he doesn't turn into a cat."

"...Can you be a little ashamed?"

Reluctant to her stubborn pestering, Osamu Dazai took her back to the container.

Yan Yong Kotoko looked at the bedding the size of a single bed, nodded, and became more and more satisfied.

This way, you can get close to Dazai-san!

After washing up in the container next to her, Kotoko Iwanaga happily walked around in the container several times in a large white shirt.

The corners of the clothes fluttered, and the slender and white thighs were looming.

"Mr. Dazai~"

"How about a boyfriend shirt!"

Her figure is so petite that she can't even stick her hands out of her sleeves, and the cuffs are shaking like a little ghost.

Osamu Dazai was wearing a similar white shirt, sitting by the bed.

"Shut up and go to sleep."

Her eyes lit up.

"Mr. Dazai, is he inviting me?!"

"……forget it."

Dazai lay down and closed his eyes.After a while of rustling, Yan Yong Kotoko lay down in the gap left inside him, sleeping on the same pillow as him, like a kitten crawling on the bed.

After she lay down, Osamu Dazai reached out and pulled the hanging ceiling light switch.

The interior of the container also blends into the night.

Maybe it was because she knew the place was small enough to make a fuss, or maybe she was already tired after a day of fussing, but Kotoko Iwanaga just hugged his arm and soon fell asleep.

Hearing the sound of even breathing beside him, Osamu Dazai opened his eyes.

As usual, in a daze in the dark, waiting for the dawn.If you are lucky, you can sleep for two or three hours.

But tonight, I don't know if it's because the guy next to him slept so soundly that he gradually became sleepy.

It should be fine to sleep for a while, right?

Qinzi should not fall, she sleeps on the inside.

Judging from the experience of sleeping together that day, her sleeping posture is not bad.

However, the facts told Osamu Dazai that that day was purely an accident.

Not long after he closed his eyes, Osamu Dazai felt a hand like a swimming snake protruding in from the buttonhole of his shirt, in!

Reach in and touch his chest!

A tingling sensation arises from sensitive areas.

...to die for.

"Qinzi?"

He grabbed the restless little hand and turned his head to see that the other party was still sleeping soundly.

Unintentional move?

Osamu Dazai took his hand out and put it back.

He closed his eyes again.

Good guy, the piano is starting to spin!

First, he rotated ninety degrees, and pressed his lower body against his chest.Osamu Dazai didn't know if he should be thankful that he didn't sleep, otherwise he would probably have a nightmare of being pressed by a boulder and vomiting blood.

Just as he was considering whether to put the guy back in his sleeping position, a foot kicked him in the face.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

He wanted to be quiet.

Then, he kicked him in the back——

Before Osamu Dazai had time to react, he was kicked down directly.

Yan Yong successfully rotated 180 degrees, and the big characters were flattened, occupying the entire single bed!

Osamu Dazai was sleeping on the ground with only a little quilt hanging down: "..."

He curled up, trying to keep himself as warm as possible.

Why let this guy stay overnight?

He's so sorry, really.

The floor is cold, really.

There was a sound in the darkness.

"Ah."

early morning.

Iwanaga Kotoko woke up refreshed.

Sleeping with Mr. Dazai means sleeping soundly.

She found that the direction in which she woke up was different from the direction in which she fell asleep.

Does she sleep so badly, no way...

Mr. Dazai must have turned her around while she was asleep!Damn, do you despise her that much?

By the way, where is Mr. Dazai?

Yan Yong Qinzi glanced around, leaned on the edge of the bed and poked his head out.

"Mr. Dazai, why are you sleeping on the floor... Is that why you don't want to sleep with me? It's too much!"

Faced with someone's backlash, Osamu Dazai smiled slightly, with a dark air in his smile.

"What do you say?"