The vest cannot be collapsed

By the time Kunikida and Osamu Dazai arrived at the area where the witnesses lived, it happened to be noon when the sun was at its hottest.

The scorching sun shone on this piece of uncovered land, making the air here seem to be a bit hotter than other places.Kunikida sighed, looked at Osamu Dazai who was obediently walking in front, and felt that the world was turning into fantasy.

This living bandage waste device, which has been clamoring to commit suicide all day, came to the mission site with him so quietly today, without making any fuss, which made him wonder if the current Dazai Osamu has changed.

According to his experience, Osamu Dazai's current normal is simply the biggest abnormality.

It was even more frightening that this unruly partner who was always serious suddenly became more frightening than when he was not serious.

Kunikida followed behind and thought about it, and it seemed that Osamu Dazai had been normal since this morning.

His face suddenly became strange after he opened the door and said the commission.

This is even more strange. It has not been a day or two since the Armed Detective Agency received news about Renhu. Why is Dazai Osamu's eyes so strange after hearing the news today?

Is there anything more troublesome than Osamu Dazai who throws himself into the river and eats poisonous mushrooms to find someone to die for love with?Of course there is.

That is Osamu Dazai who quietly accepted the commission without doing anything.

Kunikida was frightened all the way, afraid that Osamu Dazai's silence all the way was trying to make him angry. He was under pressure that a partner shouldn't have, and he was using his partner's identity to fuck the nanny's heart.

Dazai Osamu, who was walking in front, seemed to have sensed Kunikida's suspicion. He stretched himself under the scorching sun, and said seriously, "Because it's so lonely to have someone die—"

"So today's goal is," he looked around lazily, "to find a beautiful girl to die in love with."

Kunikida followed his line of sight to look around, feeling his temples throbbing, how could there be a beautiful girl under such a big sun, there was only him who was about to dry out in the sun.

And don't think he can't see that Osamu Dazai is fooling him.

The perfunctory tone in his tone just now was almost overflowing, and it was almost different from the tone he usually used to pull the waitress to die for love in the whirlpool coffee shop downstairs, okay?

And obviously he was the one who shouted that he didn't want to come out at the hottest noon before, and now he was the one who stood under the sun at the hottest noon and let the water evaporate and became a man doing it alone.

What the hell is Osamu Dazai doing?

"Did the person who came to entrust it say that they saw it in this place?" Osamu Dazai, who was walking in front, made a questioning voice.

"You bastard," Kunikida's eyebrows jumped, "don't come out so actively without carefully reading the commission instructions."

The noon sun was dazzling, and when he took out the white paper that recorded the entrusted content from his arms, the dazzling sunlight hit the paper, forming a reflection that would almost blind people's eyes.

"Kunikida," Dazai Osamu said solemnly, "it's impossible under this kind of strong light, otherwise the strong light generated by the sunlight reflected on the paper may even stimulate the macular area of ​​the eyes, causing certain vision damage."

"You don't need to say it." Kunikida, whose eyes were dazzled, closed the paper in his hand. He shouldn't have suspected that Osamu Dazai had been swapped. Just now, he could say it before he opened it, but he was going to do it after he was dazzled. Only then did he tell him this, this is definitely something that only Osamu Dazai can do.

"Is that right?" Dazai Osamu continued to be serious, "Then why don't you hurry up and write it down."

Kunikida took out his Ideal Notebook.

Kunikida was dazzled again.

Osamu Dazai let out a barking laugh beside him.

Then, before Kunikida regained his vision and got angry, he put away his smile and looked at the road in front of him seriously: "So this is the road where the two tigers were spotted, right?"

Kunikida, who was still gathering anger, was interrupted by Dazai Osamu.

"...Yes." He replied after holding back for a long time.

"Hey——" Osamu Dazai dragged his voice and asked curiously, "So why didn't he adjust the surveillance but came to the detective agency to make a commission?"

"Because this is a wealthy area," Kunikida, who regained his eyesight, put his hands on his eyes and looked into the distance. "This area is not monitored."

"Most of the rich people who live here care about privacy. There is a certain distance between the detached villas, which ensures the private space of each resident." He thought about what he had seen in the commission before, "Some people will Install a small surveillance camera at the door to shoot whoever passes by the door, but the road where the tiger was seen is too far away from the door of the villa.”

"So there is a high probability that we won't be able to take pictures," Kunikida concluded, "and most importantly, we won't be able to monitor the private homes of these rich people."

"Hey," he raised his voice and looked at Osamu Dazai, who was looking at nowhere, "are you listening to me carefully?"

Where did Osamu Dazai go when he was seriously explaining why there was no monitoring here?

"Yes, yes." Osamu Dazai nodded perfunctorily.

"Then what did I say?" Kunikida's anger at being planned for the progress bar accumulated again.

"Hmm..." After a while of suspicious particles, Osamu Dazai changed the subject decisively and bluntly, "Look, there is a villa over there that is not equipped with surveillance cameras!"

Kunikida followed his gaze, what Osamu Dazai was referring to was a house that looked the same as other villas on the outside, but after a closer look, it could be seen that it really didn't seem to be equipped with surveillance cameras.

And more than that.

Kunikida pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose. At first glance, there was nothing wrong with the villa, but upon closer inspection, the carvings outside showed signs of being damaged.

Something is wrong with this villa.

He and Osamu Dazai looked at each other tacitly, and they walked towards the villa.

At the same time, the owner of the villa is playing Miracle Dundun.

It started when he sent the boy with nice hair back in the morning.

Along the way, the lost Lord Ranbu realized that he was actually a poor rich second generation with both parents dead and no relatives butlers after being in contact with him for less than ten minutes. The look in his eyes instantly changed from the fact that this person is a bit strange but It's so miserable that a good person has become this person, but he still has such a good heart.

So after sending him downstairs to the cafe, Master Ranbu patted his shoulders and promised him that if he had any problems in the future, he could come here to make an entrustment, even if the cat was lost.

After Jushan Haruki reassured that there was nothing wrong with him, Ranbu went in with a few times the amount of snacks he had originally planned.

He said he had a problem and came to them, and let him touch his hair, so this snack is now deserved by Ranpo-sama who is working hard to expand the popularity of the Armed Detective Agency!

Because he wanted to send the lost boy back, Haruki Jushan took a lot of detours. When he returned to the restaurant where he had brought Atsushi Nakajima to eat, the sun was halfway out, and the temperature in the whole city rose a lot in an instant.

When he returned to the entrance of the restaurant, he happened to see Dun sitting on a stool staring blankly at twenty empty bowls.

"What?" Jushan Haruki's tone was flabbergasted, "You're not full yet, are you?"

Even if he knew that Atsushi Nakajima would turn into a tiger, this appetite would be somewhat exaggerated, right?Are there really no health problems?

Could it be the shape-shifting ability that caused his internal organs to be different from ordinary people, such as the stomach with a huge capacity that is usually hidden in a different space...

Haruki Iyama was thinking about it halfway, when he saw Atsushi Nakajima, who was still staring blankly at the ochazuke before, with a look of disappointment that he hadn't had time to recover.

"Wait," he quickly interrupted the spellcasting, guessing from his expression, "you don't think I left you and left?"

"Just because you ate twenty bowls of chazuke?" Jushan Haruki was incredulous, how could there be such an honest person in the world, didn't he just hear how much inheritance he would inherit this morning?

Not to mention twenty bowls of tea and rice, even twenty such shops are actually fine.

No, there is still a little problem, he rubbed his chin.

He doesn't like chazuke.

If he had a choice, he would prefer to buy twenty fried chicken shops.

He looked at Atsushi Nakajima who was sitting where he was, and strangely thought of what Luanbu said ten minutes ago.

"Even if the cat is lost, you can come to us—"

Very good, he observed Atsushi Nakajima up and down, big cats are also cats.

Yes, tigers are felines, no problem.

In order to prevent this big cat who seemed really worried about spending too much money from settling down, Haruki Jushan used desensitization therapy very professionally.

As the saying goes, throw money away.

He didn't care about the money until he dropped it.

He is now also a tough Russian with Maozi blood. It is reasonable to pick up a tiger and adopt him. This is too Russian, there is nothing wrong with it.

Seeing the slightly ill-fitting shirt and overalls after he put them on, Haruki Jushan decided to start by adding some suitable clothes.

After all, he is 1.8 meters tall, and Atsushi Nakajima is only 1.7 meters. I also know that the clothes don't fit well. Atsushi Nakajima can't always wear his clothes in the future.

This is too insignificant.

After buying Atsushi Nakajima's clothes for a day, Haruki Juyama finally understood what the fun of matching is.

No wonder Miracle x Nuan is so popular.

Watching Atsushi Nakajima, who was still a little dusty, change clothes one after another, the joy is indescribable.

Can the system download takeaway software?Then give him the next one to play in the next world?

[You are dreaming,] The system quickly rejected him, [Installing external software without permission is a violation of the regulations that requires a red card. 】

Haruki Jushan sighed regretfully.

Then he can only have fun in this world, he looked at Atsushi Nakajima who was still changing his clothes with bright eyes.

Dun, who was changing clothes, shuddered.

Seems like something bad happened.

At the end of the day, Haruki Juyama's desensitization therapy was obviously very effective. Atsushi Nakajima almost didn't know what money was. He, who had always had good physical strength and recovery ability after taking this medicine, unexpectedly felt a little tired.

Not physically tired, but mentally tired.

He has never seen so many complicated styles and various clothes before, and he has not even changed so many clothes after spending more than ten years in the orphanage!

He seems to have traded his entire life's worth in one day today.

After Jushan Haruki swiped his card and gave the address for the staff to deliver to his home, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

liberated.

But the instigator who caused all this didn't feel tired at all.

It was already evening when the two came out, and the afterglow of the sunset glowed on the land. Jushan Haruki suddenly got excited when he passed a bar with Atsushi Nakajima in his arms.

"Are you an adult?" He looked at Atsushi Nakajima with interest.

"Gang, just 18." Atsushi Nakajima was taken aback by the way his eyes were shining.

"I'm not of legal drinking age yet..." Jushan Haruki struggled for a second, then took him into the bar with a quick turn of footsteps, "It's okay if we don't tell and no one will know."

"I've never had enough alcohol!" Atsushi Nakajima, who never expected to be arrested and brought to the bar, was taken aback.

"It's not a big problem," Jushan Haruki answered while choosing a seat in the deepest corner of the wall to sit down, "You can watch me drink."

What he said was very similar to Gojo Satoru who coaxed minors to play pachinko.

system:【! 】

Here it comes again, Haruki Yoshiyama begins to play his traditional performing arts again and pours a cup.

At this time, he knew that the persuasion was no longer effective, and the recording was over.

Haruki Jushan remembers whether he eats or not, and pours a glass of water. Every time after watching the video, he promises that he will never drink again next time, and it will always be the next time.

But fortunately, he also brought in someone who looked very reliable.

The system turned its gratified eyes to Atsushi Nakajima.

It's up to you lad.

In this small corner of the bar with different thoughts, no one noticed that the two were busy with their own thoughts——

At this moment, an orange-haired man with a hat walked into the bar.