I read the manga and ripped the script

"Bring back my younger sister!"

"I won't let you hurt Dazai-san!"

"Human tiger! Don't get in the way!"

"Akutagawa, you are the one!"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Nakajima Atsushi, who were temporarily eliminated by Dazai Osamu who stood in the middle, put their hands on each other's shoulders, facing each other in a kindergarten wrestling posture.

The two squeezed out every cell of their strength, and the back of the hand on each other's shoulders burst out with blue veins. If it weren't for their handsome faces, they would have been thrown out by the onlookers as troublemakers.

And Osamu Dazai, who was caught between them, was like the boss who was forced to take care of the child at the request of his parents during the holidays, and he tried to persuade him helplessly: "You two, even those who ignore Vongola can't do it." Ignore the cute girls around, right? I’m still looking for a cute girl to die in love, what if you scare them all away?"

Akutagawa, who was already angry, became even more angry when he was 'persuaded' by Dazai: "Return the silver first! You didn't do anything strange to her, did you?"

"Xiaoyin is my important subordinate, why would I do strange things to her?" Dazai looked at Akutagawa and sighed, as if he was looking at an ignorant child, but then he seemed to think of something suddenly, a little He said regretfully, "Although I asked Xiaoyin to die for love, I was rejected. What a pity—"

"Tai-zai-zhi-!"

Akutagawa burst out with incredible strength and broke free from Atsushi Nakajima's restraint, and the beige coat rushed towards Dazai's feet like a living weapon.

Although he still doesn't know exactly what Dazai's ability is, he has already guessed after going through the event of invalidating the ability just now, so now he doesn't choose to attack directly with the ability, but chooses to use the ability to destroy the ground to carry out the attack. indirect attack.

However, before the beige blade touched the flat concrete floor, it was suddenly grabbed by a pair of hands wearing black metal gloves. A cold light flashed through the golden red flames, and Zhen Lin took two steps to the right When he found an angle from which he could clearly see the outcome of the matter, Akutagawa's clothes were completely frozen, and the brown-haired man squatting beside him was slowly standing up, and quietly stuffed the white woolen gloves back pocket.

"Ah! Akutagawa, how could you bring out the ice cube molds used in the school stage play? The seniors in the club will be angry!" Sawada Tsunayoshi raised his forehead and looked at Akutagawa's frozen clothes, with a headache on his face, " Even if you want to practice privately with Nakajima, you can’t do this kind of thing, and practicing next to the summer festival stand will cause trouble for others, you are no longer a child, you can’t be so willful.”

The crowd who had stopped to watch because of the abnormal noise sighed a little boringly when they heard what he said, and dispersed.

"What, are you practicing a stage play? Today's teenagers are really serious."

"I just said why they stood motionless in the middle of the road. They thought it was a new type of sumo wrestling competition, but it wasn't."

"Sumo tournament? Since when has there been such a thing?"

"Yes, I heard from my cousin who graduated from Bingsheng High School. It seems to be a relatively large competition? Some people in their class have participated in it before, and the class flower even specially made amulets for them!"

"Hey, that's really enviable..."

Seeing that the passers-by around are already laughing, you have classified this matter as a stage rehearsal, and the topic is getting further and further away, Akutagawa's eyebrowless eyes are twisted into a ball, and he is about to refute these blind eyes The person who was so dull that he attributed his killing intent to a stage play was suddenly covered by someone's mouth, his shoulders were held, and he was dragged and dragged under the big tree with undeniable force.

"Young man, if you have any personal grievances with Mr. Dazai, can I trouble you to resolve them in a place where no one is around?"

"If you live alone with your sister, it's better to make fewer enemies, right? Especially for a relatively large organization like Pengelie."

Sawada Tsunayoshi's hand on Akutagawa's shoulder was like iron tongs. The black-haired boy tried several times but failed to break free. He could only stare at him unwillingly and answer his question: "... Is there a threat?"

"No, I'm just giving you a direction to think about in light of the current situation." Tsunayoshi Sawada reached out his hand to stop the prison temple who frowned when he heard Akutagawa's words and wanted to teach him a lesson, facing Akutagawa's anger and murderous intent With a sharp gaze, he continued in a gentle tone, "For example, join an organization with a long history and powerful strength? In this case, it should be much easier to find a younger sister, right?"

"I have already joined the Armed Detective Agency." Akutagawa refused without any hesitation, hearing the implication in Sawada Tsunayoshi's words, "Sister, I will take it back with my own strength."

"My own strength? The detective agency opposes Akutagawa's actions this time, and won't give you any support?"

"...This level of matter is enough for the next person, Mr. Ranpo also agrees!"

"Mr. Ranpo? Edogawa Ranpo? That famous detective?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi frowned, and couldn't help but glance at Osamu Dazai who was walking back here slowly, but from his angle, he could only see the right half of the other's face wrapped in bandages, and had no way of knowing what was under the layers of white cloth. The look of a man.

That famous detective who is said to have the ability to see through all the truth has such confidence in the newcomers in his agency?Believing he can rescue his own sister from the boss of the Harbor Mafia?

He felt that it shouldn't be like this, but he didn't have enough information and didn't know what was wrong... It's better to just wait and see how things get better.

"Since the famous detective Mr. Edogawa Ranpo has such confidence in you, there is no need to rush at this moment, right?" Tsunayoshi Sawada stood in front of Akutagawa without retreating half a step. The hustle and bustle of the day festival was separated, and he asked in a calm and reassuring voice, "Can you wait two more days?"

"No."

Once again, Akutagawa refused the request of the mafia godfather without hesitation. His murderous gaze passed through Sawada Tsunayoshi's shoulder and landed on Osamu Dazai who was smiling and waving at him behind him. He was stopped by the prison temple who had been guarding behind Sawada Tsunayoshi.

"You guys, give me enough. Judaime told you these things in a questioning tone out of kindness."

The cuffs of the silver-haired man's lavender casual shirt were rolled up, and at some point on his left forearm there was a metal round tube lying horizontally, with a large and a small silver skull at both ends.

The skull facing Akutagawa shone with a light that was colder than a man's words. The skilled craftsmen carved every detail of the skull to life, and a dangerous red light could be faintly seen in the black hole of the skull. It was the sense of danger and oppression brought by this strange red light that set off the alarm in Akutagawa's brain, making him stop.

"Based on your strength, you have no position to negotiate with us. If you insist on making a scene here, don't blame us for being rude."

Akutagawa, who struggled to survive in the stinky gutters of the slums since he was a child, has a keen sense of danger like a small animal. Under the threat of force from the prison temple, he reluctantly pursed his lips and let go of his fists.

"Akutagawa's behavior like this should be a promise. Gokuji, you should also put away your weapons. It will be troublesome to be seen by others."

Seeing that Akutagawa's attitude tended to soften, Sawada Tsunayoshi hurriedly asked Gokuji to put away his weapon. The familiar posture made Zhenlin suspect that they had used this routine of black face and white face countless times.

Sure enough, the gentler and more harmless people are, the more careful they are. White cutting black is sometimes much more difficult than all black...Of course, Dazai, the devil black, is not counted. His blackness is beyond the scope of human comparison. .

"As expected of the tenth generation of Pengelie, it's amazing that Akutagawa can be obedient."

What did you say, Dazai Osamu, the source of all blacks, seemed to have noticed that Ma Rin was speaking ill of him, walked up to her and took her hand-Ma Rin wanted to throw it away, but when he saw an innocent car Yuni, who was standing behind the tree, held back.

Needing him now for Uni's sake, be patient.

Thinking of this, Shin Rin turned his attention to the girl in ghost state, who should have come to the Japanese summer festival for the first time, and wanted to ask her if there was anything she wanted to visit, but found that the girl's sea-like blue eyes were shining With a curious light, he looked at the goldfish fishing stall diagonally opposite them without blinking.

There, a few boys and girls who looked like middle school students seemed to have finally caught a goldfish, and they were clapping excitedly to celebrate, while carefully putting the small red-tailed fish into the plastic bag presented by the boss, and taking it away with a colorful sealing rope.

"Yuni, are you interested in fishing for goldfish?"

"Well... a little bit, because I have never seen this kind of activity in Italy." Suddenly called out, Yoni looked away reluctantly, and smiled shyly at Marin, "And those children's smiles are so happy, I was fascinated by it by accident.”

"Fishing goldfish..."

Marin repeated the name of the game with some nostalgia, suddenly broke away from Dazai's hand, trotted to the empty goldfish stall and squatted down, took out a Fukuzawa Yukichi from his handbag proudly and handed it to the boss.

"Boss, give me a paper net. You don't need to make change for now. I will settle the bill together after I get it."

"……it is good."

Although it was the first time in decades of business that he met a customer with such a strange request, the boss would not push away the business he got. He collected the money with one hand and handed over the net with the other. Curious eyes kept following this beautiful customer around. Glance at all kinds of handsome men.

And Zhen Rin, who was in the center of sight, had already entered the battle preparations. She knew her level well enough that she didn't take it seriously. After paying the money, she rolled up her sleeves and focused, ignoring all the familiar auras behind her.

Although she is not a billionaire, she can still afford to fish for goldfish. She doesn't believe that she can't get a goldfish to give to Youni after spending all Fukuzawa Yukichi!

Throwing the small handbag into the arms of the person next to him, Marin observed for a while with the paper net in one hand and the water bowl in the other, and selected a black goldfish with a yellow stripe on its head that resembled lightning. Unsurprisingly, it broke as soon as it got out of the sink, and it didn't even touch the sides of the bowl.

But she was not discouraged, because she knew that the paper nets used to catch goldfish were made very thin and easy to break, and it took several times to find the pattern to succeed... until the pile of broken paper nets at hand was half the height of a person, Zhen Rin still believes so firmly.

"Well, miss, this is the last net."

It was probably setting up a stall, no, it was the first time since I was born that I saw someone fishing for goldfish like this, the boss's eyes had changed from curiosity to sympathy, and he even began to think about whether to give a goldfish to this pretty girl. young woman up.

"Thank you, boss."

Marin, whose legs were a little numb from squatting, changed her posture, calmly took her last hope of [-] yen from the boss, stared at the black goldfish with a serious face, always felt that he was A cheerful tail wagging gesture is laughing at oneself.

Heh, isn't it just that a piece of Fukuzawa Yukichi is used up?Although there are not many yen in her handbag, she has a card that can swipe hundreds of millions of Fukuzawa Yukichi——

"Well, if you can, let me try it?" A voice as warm as the warm wind in March came from the left, and Zhen Rin turned his head to find that Sawada Tsunayoshi also squatted down at some point, in the warm afternoon Smiling in the sun, he stretched out his hand towards her, "Although my skills are average, but—"

"Technology generally don't come to join in the fun. This is the last net of Xiaozhen Rin. How can you waste it like this." The black-haired man with a bandage on the right hand elongated his tone, and his voice was as cold as a stream hitting a stone Being dragged out by him a bit lazily and casually, "Leave it to me here, there is no fish in this world that I can't open a lock that I can't catch."

"Unlocking and catching fish are two different things, right?! No matter how you look at it, it is more appropriate to hand it over to Judaime, who has a super intuitive sense!" Hearing the news, Yuji also joined the battle.

"No, Mr. Dazai who is good at picking locks is very flexible, and he must be good at fishing for goldfish." The honest boy Atsushi Nakajima also rushed to help his leader.

"It's just fishing for goldfish. If you catch it below, can you tell me where my sister is?" Akutagawa, who spoke for himself, joined the battle from a strange angle.

Surrounded by these five people, Zhen Rin, who couldn't help twitching at the corner of his mouth, shook his hand, and the last paper net just fell into the pool, and was swept by the tail of a black goldfish that happened to pass by, and slid into the corner and sank.

Zhen Rin: "..."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, Ma Rin, do you want to come again?" Sawada Tsunakichi smiled at Ma Rin apologetically, and at the same time handed her the handbag that she had started to hand him.

"Hey, how can you let a girl pick up money at this time? Is this the Italian gentleman's etiquette?" Osamu Dazai sighed and shook his head, took out his wallet from his coat pocket, and took out a thick stack without looking at it. Fukuzawa Yukichi handed it to the boss, and the boss tried hard to restrain his desire and cast a questioning look at Marin who was hugging left and right.

Zhen Rin, who was pinched from left to right, wanted to sleep in the white circular device with her ex-boyfriend.