Write well, don't fight

The white-haired boy rubbed his eyes responsibly, and after confirming that the typeface printed on it was correct, Atsushi Nakajima took a step back in shock and collapsed on the hospital bed.

"This world is not real anymore..."

He raised his hand and slapped himself on the forehead with a "slap", his eyes were in a trance and unfocused.

"Akutagawa is a shy and introverted writer or something..."

That man with a fierce face, possessing such terrifying superpowers, who claims to be a vicious dog of the Mafia...

He must be still dreaming!

Kunikida Doppo coughed, and said with a serious face: "As a member of the detective agency, you must learn to accept all kinds of emergencies."

Atsushi Nakajima turned his head silently, and gave the other party a look full of vicissitudes and incomprehensible words: Didn't you hold the newspaper upside down just now...

Kunikida Doppo: ...

"Ohh Ohh ohh……"

Intermittent crying came from the side, which caught the attention of the white-haired boy.Atsushi Nakajima turned his head, and saw a large ball of white quilt wrapped around the girl's body, and she was crying with her head buried in her knees.

"Mr. Kunikida...Miss Visha...what's wrong?"

Atsushi Nakajima lowered his voice and asked, "Could it be an injury?"

Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses: "No, it should be like that if injured."

He pointed to the small door leading to the medical room next to him, and deafening screams came from inside.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The cry is heart-piercing, enough to soar up to the sky and shock the world, and to cry to the ghosts and gods in the underworld.

Atsushi Nakajima trembled: "...then...why..."

"Now it should be... the sadness after hope is shattered."

Kunikida Doppo still had that serious expression, but inexplicably revealed a trace of the old father's complex emotions of relief and heartache after his daughter's unrealistic delusion was broken.

Atsushi Nakajima twitched the corners of his mouth, shrank his body secretly away from the medical room, slowly approached the girl who was concentrating on crying, and asked cautiously, "Miss Weisha?"

Yun Weixia raised her head, her beautiful warm orange eyes had become red and swollen, and the corners of her eyes were red. She spoke, with a hint of crying in her voice: "Woooooo why... why is Mr. Akutagawa..."

Atsushi Nakajima: ...he is...

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo to- to- to

Wei Xia was wiping away tears while talking, his words were a bit confused: "I know he is not... No, I remember him clearly... Mr. Akutagawa's writing is elegant and pretty, skillful, sophisticated, interesting and unique , is a shining North Star in the literary world, why woo woo woo..."

Atsushi Nakajima: "Miss Weixia...but Akutagawa is really...【Mafia】"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..."

Yun Weixia threw off the quilt on his body, wiped his tears and got out of bed, and wanted to leave: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow The mafia is delaying Mr. Akutagawa’s talent, no, I can’t let Mr. “[-]% off astray, I want to drag him back to the literary world!"

Atsushi Nakajima:!girl what are you going to do!

The white-haired boy quickly stopped in front of the girl: "No way, Miss Wei Xia, Akutagawa is so scary, you can't go find him alone!"

Yun Weixia raised his head with tears in his eyes, and wiped away his tears: "But Mr. Dazai will be sad!"

Atsushi Nakajima: ...What does this have to do with Mr. Dazai?

Kunikida Doppo has formed the habit of hearing someone's name conditioned reflex, he looked up: "Dazai? Sad? That bandage wasting device didn't know where to jump into the river early in the morning and hang himself. He didn't do his work all day long. Will be sad?"

Believe that Dazai will be sad, it is better to believe that the sun rises from the west.

Weixia sniffled, took out a tissue and wiped away the tears on his face: "But Mr. Dazai obviously admires Mr. Akutagawa so much!"

……

Yosano Akiko who just walked out of the medical room at this moment: ... what did she hear...

Atsushi Nakajima was shocked, and asked in disbelief: "What?! Mr. Dazai worships Akutagawa?!"

Dazai Osamu, who is committing suicide and being imprisoned in the mafia at this moment: ... Ah Choo!Is the dark dwarf scolding me again...

Wei Xia blinked, with an innocent face: "That's right...Mr. Dazai obviously still wrote Mr. Akutagawa Ryunosuke's name in his diary."

Everyone: ...I misread you, I didn't expect you to be such a Dazai Osamu...

Osamu Dazai: Oh, choo, choo, choo... the dwarves won't keep scolding me...

Facing everyone's petrified expressions, Wei Xia continued to speak obediently: "Mr. Dazai's admiration for Mr. Akutagawa is like a torrent of water, just like Mr. Akutagawa's respect for..."

A three-colored cat deftly climbed onto the table, flicked its tail, and jumped.

There is a saying that cats have nine lives. Although there are some exaggerated facts, it also proves from the side how agile a cat is. It can walk on a crumbling wall without losing its balance, and can easily jump from one wall to another. A wall without falling.

Weixia raised his hand and drew a big circle in the air: "Mr. Akutagawa admires Mr. Natsume Soseki the most, even...

He also said that he most wanted to take a bath with Mr. Natsume. "

a bolt from the blue!There was a burst of thunder!

Everyone in the detective agency turned into stone sculptures in seconds.

"boom!"

"Meow!!!"

With a shrill scream, everyone turned their heads in unison, and all they saw was the cat that hit the wall and slid down softly, falling to the floor with stars in its eyes.

The author has something to say:

Akutagawa Ryunosuke: I think about it...

Natsume Cat (horrified): Meow! ! (No, you don't want to!)

Osamu Dazai, who returned to the detective agency, met a lot of unspeakable eyes

Osamu Dazai: ... Why does Allah look at me like this?

Everyone: ... I didn't expect you to be such a Dazai... [I didn't expect you to be such an idiot...]

Dazai Osamu (with a confused face): ... Huh?

He saw the cat paralyzed on the ground, and walked over curiously: What happened to this cat?

Natsume Cat (instantly explodes its fur and shows its paws): Meow! ! ! (Don't come here, you perverts and idiots)