Quanzai Cone

Shibusawa Ryuhiko was finally defeated by Atsu-kun, Kyoka, and Akutagawa, and the misty incident came to an end.

I heard that when calculating the battle damage, the casualties were unexpectedly low due to the effect of the fog to isolate ordinary people, and the horde of corpses accidentally hit and solved many manifested abilities; on the contrary, Yokohama, especially It was the infrastructure in the concession area that was destroyed horribly, and the economic losses skyrocketed.

But we don't need to worry about these.

The only troublesome thing is that although the Ability Secret Service Division did not get specific information about my abilities, the appearance of corpses and the monster that forcibly killed the red dragon still made the official vigilance full. Fortunately, the detective agency helped cover it up, and then In addition, Zhijun made some kind of deal with the port mafia to help divert the government's attention, so I was able to stay in the hotel safely and not be imprisoned on the spot.

——After Zhi-kun arrived, it was difficult for me and him to stay in Dazai-kun's dormitory, so we moved out and rented a hotel near the detective agency.

After being busy for half a month, I finally got some free time, and Zhijun and I discussed inviting everyone from the detective agency to have a light meal.The hotel suite I ordered has its own kitchenette with all the tools; the required menu materials can also be prepared by the hotel, but I still decided to buy them myself, on the one hand to express my sincerity, and on the other hand to pass the time.

By the time the preparatory work for the banquet was slowly finished, it was already mid-April.

This morning, Ji-kun and I, who sent invitations ahead of time, left the hotel and headed for the detective agency.

The aftertaste of the cold winter completely disappeared in the streets and alleys of Yokohama, and the bright spring was shining all over the city. We passed the coastal bridge and walked into the flowers and green shade.

On a whim, I stepped on the curb stone step by step, as brisk as walking on flat ground.Zhijun followed me, even though he knew he didn't need it, he still raised his hand a little in a protective gesture to catch me at any time.

Leaving aside the tree shadows and sunlight swaying in the breeze all the way, I walked to the end of the curb, jumped off it and threw myself into Zhijun's arms.The fragrance of flowers blowing across our faces, we looked at each other and laughed together.

Zhijun took my hand and guided me around like a pas de deux. I moved happily and got close to him——now, we became close to each other again.

There are quite a few couples holding hands on the boulevard, and Zhijun and I walked among them, clinging to each other, like the most ordinary lovers in the world.

Walking through the path of whirling green shadows, the detective agency is just around the corner.

"Dazai, go back and catch up on the report!"

A roar came to my ears, I raised my eyes in a daze, and sure enough, I saw the furious Kunikida-kun galloping towards him, and not far in front of him was the fleeing Dazai-kun.

The young man in the sand-colored windbreaker retorted in a drawn-out tone as he ran, "Don't——report this kind of thing, Kunikida-kun, you can write whatever you want~"

"Don't try to push your job to me!" Kunikida-kun's raging anger was almost materialized.

... Dazai-kun who joined the detective agency is really lively.

I sigh.And found our Dazai-kun suddenly slowed down and stopped slowly in front of me.

He glanced at Zhijun's leg that was trying to trip him, but regretted taking it back, and greeted with a smile: "Hey, good morning, Miss Xunguang! Do you want to die with me today?"

Before I could answer, Zhijun took up the conversation with a smile on his face.

"What are you dreaming about? Miss Guang won't die in love with a guy like you."

Does "Osamu Dazai" have a certain characteristic of "prohibiting more than one co-existence"?I sighed in bewilderment and got down to business before they got into another round of bickering.

"I'm sorry, no." I rejected Dazai-kun as usual, and said, "Actually, I came here today to invite everyone from the detective agency to have dinner, and it's at the hotel where Zhi-kun and I are temporarily staying."

Mr. Dazai seemed to want to refuse, but suddenly changed his mind, and asked with a smile: "Miss Xunguang cooks herself?"

"Yes. But my cooking skills are average, and I can only cook home-cooked dishes. I hope you don't feel disgusted." I replied.

In fact, Zhijun's culinary skills are much better than mine, but he is too self-indulgent. The taste of the finished product is beyond reproach, but the effects are all kinds of strange, including but not limited to amnesia, crying, and tooth loss... If only for me If he does it, he will be more or less restrained. If he does it for someone else——I don’t want the headlines in Yokohama to become “Shock! The Armed Detective Agency has been wiped out!”.

Just as I was thinking about it, Zhi-kun put his arm around my shoulders, and gave Dazai-kun a dark sneer.

"I'll do your part," he said in a slow tone, "I promise to make you 'home away from home'."

Dazai-kun pretended to be frightened and weak, and resolutely complained to me.

"Miss Xunguang, he wants to murder me!"

It started again.I gave up mediation and let the two of them quarrel back and forth, avoiding the war zone and meeting Kunikida-kun.Having heard the ins and outs, he thanked me for my invitation and said he would be there on time.After talking about the business, I took advantage of the opportunity to chat with him, and we walked to the red brick building where the detective agency is located.

The two people who were thrown behind them satirized each other while catching up.

"Kunikida-kun was the one who got there first..." Dazai-kun said solemnly.

"Damn it!" Zhijun's resentment was almost overflowing from every tone, and he thought brokenly, "I will get rid of the Armed Detective Agency when I turn back!"

...Don't call other detective agencies like ghosts that need to be dispelled.

I sighed and exchanged a glance with Kunikida-kun.

"The weather is really nice today."

"Indeed, it's very suitable for afternoon tea. Miss Gan, there is a coffee shop downstairs from the detective agency..."

The time for the dinner was set at noon the next day.

Because I have to be in charge of cooking, the work of serving is handed over to Zhijun.To be honest, I was worried about whether this arrangement would cause any accidents, but in the end everyone in the detective agency was safely brought into the living room by Zhi-kun, and even Dazai-kun sat down on the sofa intact.

Feeling relieved, I stopped paying attention to the situation in the living room at all times and focused on preparing the food. However, it didn't take long for Zhijun to call me.

"Miss Guang!" He floated into the kitchen with a nasal voice, a little lazy.

"I'm here." My voice answered, I cut the octopus' arms and legs into small pieces and put them in the pot, "What's the matter?"

Zhijun replied with a smile like a baby: "I want to call you."

——Just kidding.

I couldn't help laughing, and returned: "Okay, you can call."

After finishing the octopus, I continued to process other ingredients. After a while, Zhijun's voice sounded again.

"Miss Guang~"

I calmly replied, "I'm here."

Listening to our childish conversation, Ms. Xie Ye, who asked me to help me, poked her head out of the kitchen and spoke.

"It's only a few steps away, if you really want to see her, just walk over here."

Zhijun just shouted slowly: "Miss Guang—"

I picked up the cold dish and walked out of the kitchen, put it on the table, and when I passed by Zhijun who was lying on the back of the chair, I bent down and kissed him on the cheek, and responded with a smile.

"I'm right here!"

Looking at my Zhijun holding his face happily, he almost melted into the chair.

"...too used to him!" Kunikida-kun pushed his glasses and blurted out.

"Tch." Dazai-kun, who was sitting opposite Zhi-kun, was indignant, picked up an orange and threw it over, "Are you three years old this year?"

Zhijun, who caught the orange with his backhand, became elated.

"Ah, I seem to hear someone's voice of envy and hatred~"

I shook my head with a smile and returned to the kitchen to continue working.Ms. Xie Ye, who was stewing seafood soup, glanced at the noisy living room, which had somehow become wild and noisy, with a helpless look on her face.

"These guys..."