Idol coser Mr. Sokin

The amber soup was rolling in the pot, with boiling bubbles coming out, and the spicy ginger floated in the air, which was a bit pungent.

Zong Jin picked up a shallow layer of soup with a tasting spoon and drank it. It was warm and hot. He paused and added a large piece of sugar to it.

For some reason, Osamu Dazai gave him the impression that he was afraid of suffering.

In the middle of the night, I don't know if I have eaten anything. If not, I would like to drink something sweet.

Anyway, it's not in the way, and since the sweetness is more palatable, Zong Jin put in a little more.

"Wow~(╯▽╰) smells so good~~"

There were footsteps behind him, and Zong Jin turned his head.

Osamu Dazai walked to the door and looked in, happened to meet Zong Jin's eyes, paused: "Why do you look at me with such eyes that 'you came out alive'?"

Zong Jin: ... ==.

Shouldn't it?

Zong Jin looked away and turned off the fire.He took out two bowls, and since Osamu Dazai was here, there was no need to serve them, so he just put them on the table casually: "This is yours, if you still want sugar, you can put it yourself."

After speaking, he went straight past Osamu Dazai.

Knock on the door and enter Zhongye Zhongye's room. The curtains have been drawn, and a small night light is on in the room. The warm light is extraordinarily warm. The owner of the room is leaning on the head of the bed, flipping through a book with a calm expression on his face, with his red hair draped over his shoulders. , but still can find a little trace of irritability from the eyebrows and eyes.

Zong Jin could tell at a glance that he was very tired at the moment, so he didn't intend to disturb him, so he put the ginger soup on the table, stretched out his hand and twirled the ends of Nakaya's hair, and felt relieved.

"After cooling down, drink a little and go to sleep, you are very tired now."

Zhongyuan Zhong also came back to his senses and saw Zong Jin lower his brows and eyes, and thanked him in a low voice. He didn't refuse Zong Jin's care, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with Zong Jin's ability to take care of others.

This is "Nakahara Chuya" who will subconsciously get used to ensuring the safety of Osamu Dazai first.As far as he knows Dazai Osamu's dog compares his temper, he doesn't even believe in evil if he can't hold slaves.

In addition, he himself has some points for himself, and sometimes he really can't see it and worry about it.After this, it is no surprise that the caregiver is so proficient.

Of course, worrying about Osamu Dazai would be like falling into a black hole.

He will never do it.

Nakahara Chuya: "By the way, that mackerel coat is hanging on the window. Take it with you when you go out."

Zong Jin was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that Osamu Dazai, who had just gone to the kitchen, was wearing a shirt and a vest.

"Okay." He answered, holding his coat

go out.On the couch in the living room, I saw Osamu Dazai sitting there in a casual posture drinking soup.

Zong Jin first left his coat to dry in the living room, stepped forward, naturally touched Osamu Dazai's cheek with the back of his finger, felt a warmth, and asked.

"Is it still cold?"

He felt that it was not as cold as before, and his pale face also warmed up, but it was still a little lower than normal body temperature.The body temperature of Osamu Dazai in Zongjin's "memory" has always been cooler, so he is not sure whether this is a normal body temperature for Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment.

"If it's still cold, you can use my bathroom. It will be much better if you have hot water." Zong Jin sat on the sofa beside him and randomly took a book from the small bookshelf next to him. , Finish the soup first before talking."

"...Oh." Osamu Dazai responded dully, and inadvertently touched the cheek that had just been touched with the thumb holding the bowl. The bowl just covered his weird expression, and he finished the soup in one gulp up.

Fortunately, ginger soup usually cools quickly, otherwise it would have to be scalded.

Zong Jin, who hadn't opened the book, was stunned.

"Ahem, it's like this." Osamu Dazai put down the bowl, coughed dryly to attract Zongjin's attention, with a serious face.

Seeing this, Zong Jin quickly put down the book, and wanted to hear what shocking news Dazai had to say about this battle.

Osamu Dazai: "The Detective Club was established today, and Mr. Ranpo said that he would invite you to go with him."

"..."

"..."

The two looked at each other, and Zong Jin was expressionless: "It's gone?"

"Gone."

"Then what you said before, various reasons?"

Hearing this, Dazai Osamu's expression became resentful, and he looked at Zongjin with condemnation, "It's not Chuuuya's fault! Mr. Ranpo mobilized the members to look for you yesterday afternoon, but everyone searched all the possible information about you." I couldn't find any place! Who would believe it, I even searched the bottom of the river, but I didn't find your shadow!"

Zong Jin: "..."

No, are you really not in the ordinary water?

"Mr. Ranpo said, if I can't find you, I will hide all my bandages!"

Although, well, Ranpo-senpai does know where your bandages are.

"As the last hope of the detective agency, of course I firmly shoulder this burden."

Then there is no need for this to be the last hope.

Hearing that he couldn't get to the point for a long time, Zong Jin couldn't hold back: "So you want to say, this is what happened outside the window when you hung upside down in the middle of the night.

the reason? "

"No~ Actually, I counted and guessed that Chuya would secretly sing today, so," Dazai Osamu shook his phone and laughed arrogantly, "I'm recording hahaha—"

Then saw that the beam on the top was too tempting, so I tried to hang myself upside down, right?

Zong Jin ignored his thoughts that flashed by quickly, and with a chill behind him, he rushed forward and covered Osamu Dazai's mouth, and said in a low voice, "Keep your voice down, the living room and bedroom are not soundproof!"

If I wake up, I will settle accounts with you.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" Dazai Osamu didn't struggle, and when he saw Zongjin looking over, he winked at him.

Zong Jin glanced at him suspiciously, then stepped back and let go of his hand.

"Hey, this kind of sleeper sleeps through the night, there is no need to worry about waking up."

"...Then keep your voice down!" Zong Jin said, linking up the logic of Dazai Osamu's actions.

He knew that when he was lost, usually no one could find him, but he didn't get lost all the time, and after meeting Chuya, his actions stabilized.

And to put it bluntly, Osamu Dazai knew that he and Nakahara Nakaya went to see Mori Ogai together, so he probably could have guessed Mori Ogai's reaction.It is not surprising to know that he lives in Zhongya's house in the Central Plains, so it is not difficult to find him, and it is not difficult to go to find out the whereabouts of Zhongye in the Central Plains.

Osamu Dazai guessed that Nakahara Chuya would sing quietly at night, which can only explain one thing.

——Osamu Dazai was present when Munekin was singing on the bar counter.

There is no way one can guess the ending without any clues.Even Senior Ranpo's reasoning is to restore that person's past from various details and predict that person's thoughts, only then can he know what that person is about to do.

Zong Jin also thought of the good idea Dazai Osamu said when he was hanging upside down outside the window.

He knew that Osamu Dazai was close to a monster, and the world in the other party's eyes was always too clear, so he saw both the good and the bad.The so-called wisdom will hurt, it is hard to say whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

Although he had guesses, he still looked into Osamu Dazai's eyes and asked.

"What was the good idea you were talking about?"

Osamu Dazai calmed down and laughed: "Chuuuya obviously guessed it, but do you still want me to say it?"

"Of course, I know how to let you go back."