Social terror players, forced to become king

Matsuda Jinpei opened the door of the house, and touched the head of the little doll who came out to greet him.

"I brought you a gift today." Matsuda Jinpei said.

"What is it?" Sakura looked expectant, and turned to the box he brought over.

"Open it and have a look." The man put the unsinkable gift box into Sakura's arms.

Pulling off the ribbon on the top of the carton, Sakura opened it, only to see a few small clothes lying inside, exactly his size.

"Thank you Zhenping!" Sakura threw herself into the arms of the young man, giving him a warm and thankful hug.

Just a few clothes in the shop window made him happy for a long time.

Matsuda Jinping looked at the food that had been set on the table, and inexplicably had the illusion that the snail planting girl had come to his home.

Judging from such a miraculous experience, it seems that there is nothing wrong with saying that Sakura is the snail girl who descended suddenly?

"Does Sakura want to go out?" Matsuda Jinping blurted out.Once the words were spoken, even he himself was slightly taken aback.

"Are you going out..." Sakura's eyes lit up, but then dimmed after a while, "It will cause trouble for the team."

"It doesn't matter if I don't go out, as long as Zhen Ping stays with me more..." The puppet's voice was soft.

"Who told you that it would cause trouble?" Matsuda Jinpei suddenly interrupted Sakura's words, he leaned back on the chair with a relaxed expression, "Since you mentioned this matter, why don't you just wait for my vacation and let's go together go out."

Calculating the time, the New Year is coming soon, even the police will have corresponding annual leave.

"It's New Year's Eve..." Qi Gongcheng said belatedly after receiving greeting cards from other organizations while sitting in the office.

In the interstellar world, there is also a tradition of celebrating at the annual handover node.Qi Gongcheng opened the webpage casually and searched for the New Year customs in this game.

Fortunately, it was not too late to know, Qi Gongcheng asked his subordinates to bring some blank greeting cards, and wrote corresponding greetings to all the acquaintances in Hong Kong and Hei.

Including the leader Osamu Dazai.

However, he seldom gets along with the chief, so Nanomiya Makoto paused at the tip of his pen, and finally wrote: "I wish Mr. Dazai good health and happiness."

"ps: The winter sun is not too harsh, so it's suitable for enjoying." Thinking of the leader's dark office, he added a pen.

For Chuya Zhongyuan, Qi Gongcheng picked a bottle of expensive wine and gave it to him with a greeting card.He gave the same expensive jewelry to the cadre Ozaki Koyo.He gave Atsushi Nakajima a thick scarf, which could just cover the hideous collar on the other party's neck.

But if it's a New Year's festival, it's only two or three days, and it's too late to order kimonos.

"Did Ah Ye forget to order a kimono?" Even the port gangsters have recreational activities such as going to temples to pray at the beginning of the new year.

Therefore, after seeing Qi Gongcheng still in a black windbreaker, Zhong Yuan Zhong also asked.

He was wearing azure blue haori, which matched the color of his own eyes perfectly.

Qi Gongcheng shook his head.

"It will be too conspicuous if you go like this. You are about the same size as me, and I happen to have an unused kimono that I can give you to wear." Said the black hand party cadre with orange-red hair.

"That's troublesome." Qi Gongcheng immediately showed gratitude to Zhong Yuanzhong.Even in a game, it can be awkward to walk in black among a crowd of well-dressed and beaming people.

Koye Ozaki stood aside, covering the lower half of her face with a fan, her red lips curled up as if thinking of something.

And when the whole set of clothes was sent to him, Qi Gongcheng understood why this kimono was left unused.

Because it is a light and elegant pink, with delicate cherry blossoms embroidered on the hem.It looks very beautiful, but it doesn't look like a style that a man would wear.

But this was the kindness of Zhongya Zhongyuan, Qi Gongcheng didn't hesitate, and went directly to the locker room to change.

"Senior Kaguya's appearance is really rare." Atsushi Nakajima was slightly taken aback after seeing his appearance.Beside him, Izumi Kyoka, who had become his partner not long ago, was looking with curiosity and awe at this "faceless god of death" who terrified all enemies in Yokohama.

It's just that no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the cruel and ruthless human beings in the legend.

The boy is wearing a kimono with a simple and elegant color of cherry blossoms. He has a slim figure and looks exquisite and delicate. He wears the same low-key but elegant half mask, like an elf walking out of a painting.

He tugged at his sleeves a little, as if he wasn't used to being stared at by those around him.

"Since everyone is here, let's go." Nakahara Nakaya said.

There are many people going to the temple fair on this day, and the streets are crowded with people, and people are all dressed up to go out.A group of high-ranking members of the Black Hand Party in kimonos appeared here, which did not appear abrupt.It's just that the good looks without exception have attracted more attention from ordinary people.

After lining up in order to enter the temple, Qi Gongcheng looked around and found that he was inadvertently separated from other people.

Standing alone among the bustling crowd, Nangong Cheng was rarely at a loss.

As for the other people who were separated from him, the current atmosphere can be called condensed.They were facing the members of the Armed Detective Agency who also came to worship, showing unkind expressions.

Kunikida stepped forward to stand in front of Edogawa Ranpo, holding the book that symbolizes his supernatural power in his hand, and said sonorously, "Appearing here, what advice does Hong Kong Kuro have for you?"

Standing beside the two, the red-haired Sakunosuke Oda showed no expression on the surface, but the muscles on his body were tense.

"At the beginning of the new year, Hong Kong and Hei naturally come here to join in the fun." Ozaki Hongye said with a chuckle, "It's your company's attitude, is it going to start a war under this situation?"

Scanning the dense crowd around him, Kunikida Doppo's expression turned ugly.

"Okay, let's pretend I haven't seen it this time." Edogawa patted him on the shoulder in disorder, "I want to eat the cotton candy sold at the door!"

"Mr. Ranpo..." Kunikida Doppo turned around to confirm the detective's attitude, and then decided to leave with the other members.

The two parties clearly walked in different directions.

Just before the complete separation, Edogawa Ranpo inadvertently turned his head, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the young man who was wearing a cherry pink kimono and ran into the Hong Kong Black team. His face was covered with a mask covering the upper half of his face.

Is it the "faceless god of death"?

Instead of thinking too deeply, the teenage detective turned his attention to the extra-large marshmallow he was about to acquire.

the other side.

On the last day of the year, Matsuda Jinpei got up early in the morning and began to tidy up his residence for a big cleaning.Sakura pushed the box and sat up, and saw him mopping the floor.

"It's a New Year's custom." Matsuda Jinpei said, "The house must be cleaned before the New Year comes." The young man also put a cleaning paper hat folded from newspaper on Sakura's head.

One person and one puppet cleaned up all morning before they were completely cleaned up.

In the evening, Matsuda Jinpei cooks delicious soba noodles himself.There is a red and white song party on the TV, and the crowd on the screen is singing and dancing.

"Speaking of which, after the New Year, I will be transferred to a new position." Matsuda Jinpei said, "But I am still in Tokyo."

"A promotion?" Sakura asked.

"No, it's just an ordinary job transfer." Matsuda Jinpei rubbed his hair, "Theoretically, during the New Year, children should be given lucky money."

The young man took out a beautiful paper bag from his pocket and put it in Sakura's hand, "If you round it up, you can be considered my child."

Sakura touched the paper bag, the heavy weight showed that there was not a lot of cash inside.

He glanced at the fluorescent pink name on the top of the man's head that only he could see. After the other party announced the transfer, the fluorescent light flickered more and more intensely.

"Thank you Zhenping."

Matsuda Jinpei's answer was to cover Sakura's head with his big palm, messing up his hair thoroughly.

On the last day of the New Year, Matsuda Jinpei finally took Sakura out.

He put the doll in a large backpack that didn't match the kimono he was wearing, and opened a gap in the zipper so that the doll could see the outside scene through it.

The usual custom is to visit temples.

Matsuda Jinpei took Sakura along with the crowd, stepped into the torii gate, and walked along the two sides of the approach.A few words came to my ears.

"Why do you still come to Tokyo for a business trip during the New Year?" The female voice complained a little.

"It's no different from working overtime in the past." The tone of another young man's voice was habitually cold.

Matsuda Jinpei looked to the side, and happened to meet the tall young man among them.

The blond young man wearing light brown glasses glanced at the curly-haired man and the backpack behind him, and paused for a moment.

The other party's gaze was extremely penetrating. Although it seemed that the observation was not purposeful, it still made Matsuda Jinpei subconsciously want to cover his backpack, but abruptly stopped his movements.

The young man stopped talking suddenly, causing the woman named Tsujimura Fukatsuki to subconsciously follow the young man's eyes and look at the slightly curly-haired man.

He seems to be an ordinary person, did Ayatsuji-sensei find any special clues?

"You like dolls too, don't you?" Ayatsuji pedestrian said, it was strange to suddenly talk to a stranger, and it was also abrupt and weird to make such a move on his body.

"Ah, maybe." Matsuda Jinpei prevaricated.Now that the other party has seen it, trying to cover it up will appear to be trying to cover up.The other party's eyes are quite familiar, and the profession is likely to be a detective.

Sakura curled up in the backpack, guilty of retracting the fingers she accidentally pulled outside, and the seam of the zipper was also closed.

"...a very precious category. A doll with excellent workmanship is very worthy of cherishing." Ayatsuji pedestrian said meaningfully.

"This is my contact information. Maybe next time we meet, I will want to buy it from you."

Matsuda glanced at the piece of paper on the fingertip of the other party. There was a string of numbers written on it, but the man didn't reach out to catch it.

"Your Excellency, let's keep it for myself. I have no intention of selling it yet." He said calmly, passing the combination of a man and a woman.

When he got to a place with few people, Matsuda Jinpei put away his habitual smile in front of people, put down his backpack, and poked out a cute little head from inside.

"Be good." Matsuda said to Sakura in a gentle voice, "Are you bored in the backpack?"

Sakura shook her head, "No."

His eyes were a little cautious: "Will you sell me to others in the future?"

——Maybe if you are short of money.

Maybe it was because the other party's eyes were too pitiful, Matsuda Jinping swallowed back the joke, and said, "No. We have already made a contract, haven't we?"

He pointed to the ring on his ring finger that was the same style as Sakura.