The Holy Grail of Self-discipline Xiawuren

When I heard Edogawa Ranpo's question, I was confused for a moment.

"Edogawa-kun, didn't you just say that the Armed Detective Agency has two masters? You and Mr. Dazai happen to be two."

"No, the other Master Ranpo-san said is me..."

Finally recovering, Atsu-kun shyly took off the half-finger gloves on his hands, revealing the same red wing marks as Osamu Dazai.

"Does that mean that the Armed Detective Agency now has three masters? Could it be that this place is some kind of geomantic omen?"

Satoru compared the marks of Atsukun, Edogawa Ranpo and Dazai Osamu in surprise.

"The breath of the imprint is exactly the same. It seems that your friendship as colleagues has come to an end. You who once stood on the same side are now going to fight for your respective wishes~"

Wu Gan patted the silver-haired young man who was still in a daze, and the other party flinched even more.

"No, no, I will not be an enemy of everyone in the detective agency, absolutely not!"

Dun Jun waved his palms in a panic, trying to prove his innocence.

"I really don't know how this mark appeared on my hand. I really don't mean to fight against everyone!"

The expression of the silver-haired youth was so flustered that he was almost crying.

At this time, the little loli who had been quietly standing aside in a daze came over, and she grabbed the belt behind Dun Jun's clothes.

"It's okay, if someone wants to prevent you from fulfilling your wish, I will help solve them all."

The black-haired little loli made a gesture of wiping her neck.

Dun Jun wanted to cry more and more.

"That's not what I meant, Jinghuajiang, you don't need to do that!"

"It's okay, I won't kill them. If you just throw them on the smuggling boat, there will be no problem."

The black-haired little girl tried her best to persuade Dunjun to accept her suggestion.

"The problem is huge!"

Dunjun scratched his head anxiously.

"I didn't expect the Armed Detective Agency to deal with opponents in such a wild way."

Wu said that he had opened his eyes.

"It's not like that!"

As the source of the problem, Don Jun has collapsed.

"Don't jump Dazai! Give up, I won't let you go without Mr. Ranpo's order!"

Osamu Dazai at the side is like a fish out of water, desperately trying to get away from the control of the villain Kunikida and return to the fish pond.

The entire Armed Detective Agency is very lively now, two dramas with completely different plots are being staged simultaneously, one after another, you come and go.

"It's worth the ticket." x2

Satoru and I sincerely felt that this trip to Yokohama was not in vain.

"I said you two don't just watch the show on someone else's site, okay?"

Edogawa Ranpo, who was the only one on the outside, picked up the tea and delivered it to his own mouth.

"Edogawa-kun, that's the tea I poured."

I tried to let the world's number one detective fend for himself, and I got one of the back of the other's head.

"This is the tea from the detective agency. And Ranpo-sama won't drink tea that other people have drunk."

The owner at the back of the head exudes an aura of 'I drank the tea you poured to save face'.

"Well, I'm so hungry, I need dessert to replenish my energy."

Satoru, who reached out and hugged all the thick snacks in the tray to his side, found the place for me.

"That's Mr. Ranpo's dessert, or a new taste, put it down quickly!"

The owner of the back of the head twisted his neck with a 'sigh', staring at Wu with his round green eyes in disbelief as he ate a bite of dim sum.

"Well, the taste is average, and it's okay."

After finishing the dim sum in two or three bites, Satoru clapped his hands casually, wiping away the crumbs that accidentally got on his fingers.

"Don't shoot casually, Wu."

Before Satoru put his fingers on my clothes to wipe his hands, I took the wet tissue on the table and wiped his fingers carefully.

"Look, it's clean~"

Spreading his fingers, Satoru, who showed me his white palm, grabbed my wrist contentedly.

Seeing Wu and I's series of actions, Edogawa's eyes were bulging, and he patted the table in dissatisfaction.

"You guys are still making trouble! What time is it now, do you want Mr. Ranbu to solve the matter on an empty stomach?

You, Dunjun, go downstairs and buy me a cake from the coffee shop right now!

You, Osamu Dazai, don't run anymore, don't you want to know how to summon a follower? "

With Edogawa Ranpo's intervention, the out-of-control farce was finally resolved. Atsushi ran downstairs to buy some snacks, Dazai Osamu stopped torturing Kunikida, slipped his office chair to the table, and waited peacefully. I continue to explain the 'Holy Grail War' related matters.

'I always feel that I have been calculated, is this the punishment for watching a good show? '

I regretted not being able to leave in time because of watching the play.

"Go ahead, 'Mr. Magician'."

Osamu Dazai slid his chair and blocked the exit through which Satoru and I left.

"Tsk."

Sure enough, Yokohama's feng shui is problematic, and the people of Yokohama are also very problematic.

"Then you don't mind if I tell the people in Port Mafia the following conversation. After all, if we want to talk about cooperation, I have more cooperation with Port Mafia and have known each other longer."

I took out my black mobile phone and prepared to call Chuya Zhongyuan.

"Wait, 'Mr. Magician' you're not calling a black slug, are you?"

Osamu Dazai's hand with the red mark was pressing on the black phone.

"Who are you calling a dwarf? Bastard mackerel!"

Zhong Yuan's furious voice came from the microphone.

"Ah, it really is a dark slug... It's really disgusting. When I think of participating in the 'Holy Grail War' with the little dwarf, I feel sick and want to vomit. Why is this little dwarf chosen as the master ah?"

Osamu Dazai covered his face in pain and sighed repeatedly.

"Bastard mackerel, I should be the one who should be disgusting. Why do you even have you in an inexplicable war like the 'Holy Grail War'? I want to vomit!"

Through Nakahara Chuya's irritable voice, I can already imagine the expression on the other side's jumping feet at this time.

"I didn't expect Mr. Dazai to know Mr. Nakahara. The relationship between the two is really good."

I sigh.

"Whoa! Who's in a relationship with that little guy/mackerel?!"

"It's really good~"

Wu sighed.

"Bastard mackerel, one day I will kill you with my own hands!"

"Oh, my ears are so itchy, I always feel a gust of wind rushing past~"

Osamu Dazai stretched out his finger and began to pick his ear.

"Bastard mackerel, who do you say is..."

In order to prevent the dialogue from being carried on endlessly by the quarrel between Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara, I stopped their kindergarten-level sparring.

"Now that everyone has determined their master status, the next step is to summon the servants. Before summoning the servants, I have a few reminders to tell you."

Before I finished speaking, Nakahara Chuya spoke again.

"...Actually, I have already summoned a servant..."

There was a certain unspeakable emotion in Zhongya's voice this time, hesitating, not at all free and easy in the past.

"Tch, did you let the dark dwarf take the lead?"

"Bastard mackerel, you know how powerful I am this time. Let me tell you, it's still too late for you to admit defeat. I promise to be gentler."

"'Mr. Magician', please continue to talk about how to summon servants."

Osamu Dazai ignored Chuya Nakahara, who was getting complacent on the other end of the phone, and was a very good student waiting for my teaching explanation.

"Is your relationship really bad?"

Regarding their performance, I am really very puzzled. They both care about each other very much, but the one who takes the initiative to provoke each other still snubs the other side from time to time, making the person being provoked even more irritable.

Even so, the one who was provoked will still be fooled the next time the other party uses the same method. This relationship is even more twisted than the one between me and Satoru.

"Hey, 'Magician', what's that look on your face? Do you think everyone is the same as you? Ugh, you actually think of me and the dwarf as...I'm going to throw up..."

Probably seeing something from my face, Osamu Dazai ran into the bathroom covering his mouth.

"Where's that bastard mackerel guy? He went into the water again? Now is the critical time, what the hell is that guy doing?!"

I made a lot of complaints, but I didn't get Dazai Osamu's poisonous tongue, and Zhongyuanzhong was a little uncomfortable.

"Sure enough, Mr. Nakahara and Mr. Dazai have a good relationship."

"Huh? What did you say..."

This time I didn't give Nakahara Chuya another chance to speak. Osamu Dazai had already gone to the bathroom to hide. Without the person who quarreled with Nakahara Chuya, the next conversation should go smoothly.

"As for the method of summoning servants, you just need to find an object with powerful energy, whether it is ancient or modern, as long as there is a strong force attached to it.

Place objects that store powerful power on the drawn magic circle, and at the same time inject your own supernatural powers into it.As long as you can get a response from a servant that matches your wave frequency, then the summoning of the servant is considered complete. "

"Wave frequency matching?"

Hearing this, Zhongyuan Zhong also muttered to himself on the phone, with a hint of disbelief.

"The servants that the master can summon will match him in a certain way. Do you have any questions about this, Mr. Nakahara?"

"No, no! I still have something to do here, so I'll hang up first!"

Before Zhong Yuan Zhong also hung up the phone, I seemed to hear a delicate female voice coming from the other end.

"You heard it, there is a girl's voice."

I looked around at the expressions of everyone in the Armed Detective Agency.

"Heard, someone is calling the handsome hat 'John'."

This is Edogawa Ranpo rubbing his chin in thought.

"It doesn't sound too old, it should be the age of high school."

This is Kunikida who looks like a teacher.

"I didn't expect the little slug to be such a person in private. It's unbelievable."

This is Osamu Dazai who still insists on speaking through the bathroom door.

"Perhaps just a subordinate?"

Dun Jun with an embarrassed expression.

"Do you like this type of girl?"

This is Jinghuajiang trying to find the answer from Dunjun's face.

Seemingly inspired by the last question, Wu also leaned over.

"Which kind of woman does 'Mr. Magician' like? I can satisfy you~"

He also gave me a shiny wi

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The author has something to say: After a distance and the door is closed, Dazai, you can still hear the movement from Zhongye. Could it be that you secretly put the monitor on again?