Dazai's girlfriend Natsume

Conan knows that there is always something beyond human power.However, if he becomes a detective and cannot prevent death and conspiracy, what is all the hard work he has put in in the past 17 years to become a qualified detective?

He really didn't know who to ask about this kind of thing, so he could only ask Natsume Chiaya.

Natsume Chiaya held the phone, pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "Conan-kun, I don't really know much about detectives. But, I'm following Mr. Ranpo, and I see him doing one thing all the time——"

"Looking for the truth."

"I think this should also be the direction you will stick to."

Conan asked hesitantly again: "Well, Ms. Natsume, I can ask, Mr. Ranpo...does he have supernatural powers?" He wanted to ask this question before.It's just that he didn't have the nerve to say it because of Edogawa Luanbu by the side.

"No, Mr. Ranpo does not have supernatural powers. Whether it is an ordinary person, a supernatural person or a curse spirit, Mr. Ranpo will not think so much. The only thing he can rely on is his mind."

"So, maybe Conan-kun will be like this in the future."

"If you don't know the spell spirit, then learn about it. If you don't have supernatural powers, then learn other things you can fight against. You are only 17 years old, and you will have more time in the future, so learn slowly."

Natsume Chiaya thought of her former self.

Like her brother, she can see monsters.

But she is also different from her brother, she can't see it since she was a child.

However, if she couldn't see, how could she know what her brother was afraid of?If she can't become stronger, how can she protect her brother?

If you can't see monsters, try to see them.If you don't know how to use demon power, learn to use it.

My brother is too kind and doesn't want to hurt the monster, so let her come.

There was silence on the phone for a while.

After a long time, Conan replied solemnly: "I know what to do."

It was he who accidentally got into a dead end.Detectives always only need to do one thing, to find the truth from the clues, because there is always only one truth.Edogawa Ranpo who also has no supernatural ability can do it, why can't he do it?

After thinking about it, Conan's tone became obviously relaxed: "Thank you, Ms. Natsume. I'm going to make a list of the delicacies in Mihua Town, and I will send it to you in about half an hour. Please remember to ask Mr. Ranpo if there is any food tomorrow Let's see each other."

"Well, please Conan-kun."

"No trouble, Mr. Ranpo is willing to accept my commission, which is indeed a great help." There is no way, limited by his physical age, there are too few things he can do.Moreover, the organization in black was in the dark, so it would be very troublesome for him to investigate.

Half an hour later, Natsume Chiaya received the list from Conan.

Natsume Chiaya read it carefully, searched for the place, checked the reviews, and screened out the flavors that Edogawa Ranpo would not eat.There are also some that look good, and she is going to buy them and bring them back as souvenirs for everyone in the Armed Detective Agency.

After finishing all this, Natsume Chiaya took the list and knocked on the door of Edogawa Ranpo's room: "Mr. Ranpo, are you there?"

"Not here!"

Edogawa Ranpo replied very loudly: "Master Ranpo doesn't want to talk to you unless you return the little cake to me."

"There are no small cakes," Natsume Chiaya said, "but there is a food list for tomorrow."

"..."

There was a moment of silence.

The door was pushed open a crack, and a hand stretched out: "Give me the list."

Natsume Chiya couldn't help laughing, and handed the list to Edogawa Ranpo: "Tomorrow morning, we will go to the first breakfast shop at eight o'clock, is this arrangement okay?"

"Barely." Edogawa Ranpo took the list, snorted, and replied.

"In addition, Conan-kun said that he would like to meet Mr. Ranpo tomorrow. I wonder if Mr. Ranpo is free?"

"Whatever, it won't take much of my time anyway." The detective replied confidently.

"Okay, I'll reply to Conan-kun. Then, Mr. Ranpo, please rest early, good night."

"Good night." Edogawa Ranpo paused and said, "Also, Master Ranpo has supernatural powers!"

Natsume Chiaya was slightly taken aback, remembering her conversation with Conan, couldn't help laughing, nodded, and tried to keep her tone serious: "Well, Mr. Ranpo has very powerful abilities."

"Don't speak in such a childish tone!"

"Well, I'll pay attention."

"Do not laugh!"

"Puchi, I'm sorry, Mr. Ranpo..."

The door was shut tightly again with a "snap".Natsume Chiaya smiled helplessly, turned and went back to her room.

It was still early, and Natsume Chiaya wasn't sleepy yet.She habitually dialed her brother's number, but there was still no response.

Natsume Chiaya took it for granted and went to the balcony to enjoy the air.The evening wind blows, unlike Yokohama, Mihua Town is much quieter at night, and the air does not have the unique salty smell of the seaside.Occasionally, a curse spirit floats by, but fortunately, there is no sense of threat brought by the curse spirit during the day.

Unusual Yokohama and writers, supernatural beings, curse spirits, and organizations in black that suddenly appeared... This world is getting more and more strange.

Natsume Chiaya sighed softly, it has been more than a week, and she doesn't know where to start to find the way home.This kind of thing is also difficult to tell others.

She opened the account of friends, looked at the only names left, and whispered to herself: "If you wrote all this, please tell me, how can I go home."

Of course, the account of friends will not answer her.

Natsume Chiaya sighed again and put away the friend account.

Suddenly, the phone rang.Natsume Chiaya answered the phone: "Hello, this is Natsume Chiaya."

"Good? evening~" A familiar voice came from the other side, greeting briskly and lively.

"Mr. Dazai?"

Natsume Chiling glanced at the time: "Calling so late, what's the matter?"

Osamu Dazai seemed dissatisfied and said, "Can't we chat with Chiya-chan if we have nothing to do?"

"Of course not." Natsume Chiaya smirked slightly: "Actually, thank you Mr. Dazai for calling. Otherwise, I would always think about something wildly."

"Huh? For example?" Osamu Dazai asked with great interest.

"For example... what is this world like?" Natsume Chiling held the phone in her left hand, and leaned on the railing with her right hand, and said softly.

Osamu Dazai calmly changed the topic to what he wanted to ask: "Is it because of the curse spirit I saw today? It's the first time I saw this kind of existence, and was it frightened?"

"Not at all."

Natsume Qianling looked into the distance, and the night wind scattered and ignored her words: "It's just that I'm a little homesick."

After the words fell, Natsume Qianling suddenly felt that she had slipped her words.Such frustrating words should not be said to others.Therefore, without waiting for Osamu Dazai to ask, she asked back to change the subject: "Mr. Dazai, do you understand the magic spirit?"

"I probably know a little bit." Dazai Osamu silently remembered the "home" mentioned by Natsume Chiaya, and answered her question: "It is a monster born from the negative emotions of human beings, a conjurer with magic power, and some people with supernatural powers." They can be exorcised. Of course, the number of conjurers is as rare as those with supernatural powers."

After a pause, he added: "If you feel scared, Qian Ling-chan can hurry back to Yokohama, Yokohama has no magic spirit~"

Natsume Chiya didn't say whether she was afraid or not, and asked, "Why did it stare at Mr. Ranpo?" She could see clearly at that time that the curse spirit was definitely heading towards Edogawa Ranpo.

"Qianya-chan asks me so many questions, shouldn't I give something in exchange?" Osamu Dazai complained, "You've been asking me questions all night."

"Sorry, Mr. Dazai." Chiaya Natsume said apologetically, "Does Mr. Dazai have anything you like to eat? I'll visit Mihua Town tomorrow, and maybe I can bring you something you want."

"Food or something, I'm still looking forward to the crab meat dish that Chiya-chan promised to invite me to eat." Dazai Osamu said with a smile: "How about exchanging news for news? I'm very curious about Chiya-chan's superpower~"

"It's not a supernatural power." Natsume Chiaya corrected seriously.

"Is that the magic power of the conjurer?"

"Probably not."

"what is that?"

This time Natsume Chiaya did not answer for a long time.There was only the girl's shallow breathing on the other side of the phone. Suddenly, her breathing missed a beat, and then she whispered, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dazai, I don't know either."

--lie.

Osamu Dazai made a judgment, but pretended not to notice anything unusual, and took advantage of the situation and said, "That's it, forget it, I'll tell Chiya-chan kindly~"

He said casually: "The main messenger is afraid that Mr. Luanbu will find out the truth, so he wants to act first. It shouldn't be difficult to understand?"

Natsume Chiya couldn't help frowning: "Isn't Mr. Ranpo very dangerous?"

"Don't worry, Chiya-chan~" Osamu Dazai said with a smile, "The detective agency's protection for Mr. Ranpo is far stricter than you imagine."

"Well, that's good." Natsume Chiaya felt relieved.

Osamu Dazai was very patient, he didn't rush to ask for too much information, instead he took the initiative to end the call and said, "Okay, Chiya-chan, it's getting late, go to sleep, good night."

"Well, good night, Dazai-san."

Natsume Chiaya curled her lips and said seriously, "Thank you."

No matter what the purpose of Osamu Dazai's call is, at least thank him and let her remember that no matter what the world is like, these people she meets exist, are real and vivid.

Natsume Chiaya didn't know if Dazai Osamu heard the "thank you", because there was a "beep" sound of hanging up the phone soon.She didn't care and decided to take a shower and sleep.

On the other side, Osamu Dazai put down his cell phone, trying not to think about that "thank you" on purpose.

—too sincere.

he thinks.