early morning.

Atsushi Nakajima came to the detective agency early and started a new day of work.Most of the documents stacked high on the desk were stuffed by Osamu Dazai to Atsushi Nakajima.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Atsushi Nakajima looked up.

"Good morning Kunikida-san."

"It's early, boy." Kunikida took the book with the word "ideal" written on the cover, and wrote today's plan on it without looking up.

"Well, because there are a lot of documents to be processed today, I came a little earlier." Atsushi Nakajima said while busy with the work in hand.

"Huh? Did Dazai push his own work to you again?!" Kunikida looked up and saw the documents on the table in front of Atsushi Nakajima, and the pen in his hand was sacrificed in Kunikida's hand again, "That guy... ...Wait for him to come and see how I deal with him!"

"Ahaha..." Atsushi Nakajima wiped off the sweat of Osamu Dazai who came over later.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a young-looking man slowly opened the door.

"Excuse me, is this an armed detective agency?" His brows and eyes were between green and mature, and his voice seemed to be in the period of changing his voice.

The man showed a humble and gentle temperament in every gesture, but Atsushi Nakajima felt the aura that belonged to the dark side of society in him, just like the leader of the port Mafia.But the difference is that the person in front of him gives people a restrained and steady feeling.

What Atsushi Nakajima didn't know was that his guess had correctly guessed the identity of the young man in front of him.

"This is the Armed Detective Agency. Do you have any commission?" Atsushi Nakajima stopped what he was doing, led the young man to sit on the sofa, and handed him a glass of water.

Kunikida also sat down.

The young man sat upright on the sofa, "I want to entrust you to help me find someone, is that okay?"

"Of course sir, who is the person you are looking for? Can you give us any information?" Kunikida opened his notebook and was about to record the client's speech, but he froze for a second.

"The person I'm looking for is... Ueno Baiyan." The morning sun shone into the room, and the ring on the young man's finger shone with seven colors of light.

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The author has something to say:

I'm here to fill in the pits for private Marseilles.

I don't know if everyone can come out. Who is the young man?

It should be a good guess haha

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