The literary vest is wrong!

"Is this, wave soda?"

"Akutagawa Ryunosuke" was lying on the side of the table, looking at the glass bottle of drink on the table. The transparent glass contained orange-flavored orange soda. to the glass beads at the neck of the bottle.

"Yes!" Edogawa Ranpo picked up the wave soda, shook it, heard the crisp sound of the glass beads inside hitting the bottle wall, and said happily, "Ranpo-sama likes it the most!"

The young man shook the soda but did not open it. After putting it back on the table, he reached out and picked up the snacks piled up beside him and put them on the table. He pointed to several types of packages and the excited Amway of the young man next to him: "These It is a brand I like very much, even if I have eaten it several times, I will never get tired of it, so I will give it a try."

Edogawa Ranpo was a little bit reluctant but generously stuffed those packs of snacks into the arms of "Akutagawa Ryunosuke", "Remember to write me a review after eating, you can write novels Bar?"

"Akutagawa Ryunosuke" looked at the snacks in his arms, and then at Edogawa Ranpo, a small light bulb lit up above his head as if enlightened: "That's right, this can indeed be used as the material of a novel—I remember Tangun I just wrote a recipe, and the aftertaste of the snacks should be similar!"

It's almost there! "Kuichi Kan" slipped through a few points in my heart.

"It's the first time I've seen Mr. Ranpo take the initiative to share snacks with others." Osamu Dazai said quietly beside him, "Even if I have known him for two years, I haven't been shared with him."

In other words, only the leader of the mafia, Fukuzawa, was lucky enough to be offered snacks by Ranpo Edogawa.

"Kuchi Kan" said angrily, "Why don't you reflect on your own personality?"

Osamu Dazai smiled and narrowed his eyes, and looked across at the young man standing beside him: "Are you angry? Is it because your friend was robbed?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Oh, that's because I lost to me in chess!"

"Juchi Kuan" choked.

Dazai suddenly laughed out loud.

When he brought them into the Mafia building, Edogawa Ranpo was about to sneak out to buy some snacks, but before he stepped out of the gate, he was stopped by his subordinates, who said, "Mr. Ranpo doesn't know the way, he wants to go out." If so, let’s go out with some people.”

Edogawa did not know where to go, but he was going out without telling the leader. If he took his subordinates out, he would have received a call from the leader of Fukuzawa halfway!

His snacks are restricted again today, which is too much!Armed Mafia Brain is so angry, Brain wants to sneak, Brain wants to buy grits.

The members guarding the door were also very embarrassed. They didn't want to be punished by the leader for letting Edogawa walk out and then the other party got lost and couldn't find it.

Edogawa Ranpo turned his eyes, and looked at Osamu Dazai who was talking to the outsider: "Hey, Dazai, come with me."

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai raised his head and said, "But Mr. Ranpo, I'm greeting a guest."

"Then take them out together!"

Although I said just now that it is better not to let them leave, Yokohama is more dangerous now, but... two smart guys are following, so it doesn't matter!

So the supposedly serious confrontation and information exchange between the aborigines and visitors from another world turned into a pleasant shopping together. Edogawa Ranpo and "Akutagawa Ryunosuke" chatted very well and became acquainted quickly. When he got up, he introduced the situation of Yokohama to him enthusiastically, and bought a lot of snacks by the way.

After returning to Mafia headquarters, the four of them played mahjong, and Edogawa Ranpo won as a matter of course—even if he hadn't played mahjong before, isn't this kind of thing easy to see!

"Kikuchi Hiroshi" lost the mahjong, and sulked dissatisfied, and then was instigated by Osamu Dazai to play chess with him.

The result can be imagined.

Under the hands of an old bastard like Dazai Osamu...ah no, under the hands of such a clever person, "Kikuchi Hiroshi" still can't get well, he keeps fighting and losing, keeps losing and fighting, he is so angry that he can't speak .

"Is Hiroshi angry?" "Akutagawa Ryunosuke" suspended the friendly exchange with Edogawa Ranpo, and turned to ask his friend.

Osamu Dazai interjected directly: "He didn't! He just didn't think it was enough, so he wanted to continue playing."

"Is that so?" "Akutagawa Ryunosuke" tilted his head.

[Ju Chi Kuan]: "Dragon, don't believe the nonsense of this kind of person."

Osamu Dazai: "What I said is clearly the truth!"

The two snorted coldly at the same time and looked at each other, as if lightning appeared in the air.

"Akutagawa Ryunosuke" glanced at the two of them suspiciously, somewhat confused about the current situation, Edogawa Ranpo ate candy and said, "Just treat them as having a good relationship."

The youth suddenly realized.

"Snacks, thick snacks, wave soda..." After Edogawa Ranpo finished speaking, he took out a small safe from nowhere, stuffed his own snacks into it while muttering, and then closed it tightly.

After finishing all this, he turned his head to look at Osamu Dazai: "Dazai, when are you going out?"

Osamu Dazai looked at the time and replied, "I'm leaving right away, but there's no need for Mr. Ranpo to lock up the snacks? What happened tonight is not involved here."

"What if Mr. Mori next door is very involved." Edogawa pouted at random.

"Okay..." Osamu Dazai smiled helplessly, "Then I'll leave first, Mr. Ranpo."

Edogawa waved his hands in disorder.

Looking at Osamu Dazai who left, "Akutagawa Ryunosuke" asked, "Is he going to do what you said during the day?"

"Yes." Edogawa Ranpo responded casually, he stretched out his hand to grab "Akutagawa Ryunosuke", pulled him to the window, opened the window and raised his finger to point outside, "Did you see that thing? Don't approach it at night, or Lord Ranpo will be angry."

"Akutagawa Ryunosuke" stared at the direction pointed by the young man's finger, where a dilapidated tower stood tall, looking extraordinarily gloomy in the dim dusk.

"Okay, I see." "Akutagawa Ryunosuke" responded with a light smile.

But to be close or not to be close, this is not up to him.

……

Nights in Yokohama are always quiet and eerie, but tonight was even more so.

White mist filled the entire street, and there was no one on the street, except for the faint sound of gunfire and fighting occasionally heard from not far away.

Osamu Dazai was dressed in black, as if his whole body was hidden in the night, walking on the street with his hands behind his back, his steps were brisk, and he hummed a pleasant tune, without the slightest appearance of being in the center of a crisis.

As he walked, he stopped, took out the gun hanging from his waist, and twirled it in his hand.

Suddenly, he grasped the gun violently, turned around and straightened his arms, and the black muzzle of the gun touched the forehead of the person behind him.

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes, looked at the person in front of him, did not make a sound, the surroundings fell into silence for a while, and he finally spoke after a long time, his voice was sticky as if black mud had climbed onto the other party: "Hey, why is it you? Ah, I thought it was that fellow Tosi."

"Long time no see, Ango~"

Ango Sakaguchi raised his hand and pushed his glasses, and pushed up the muzzle against his forehead. He straightened his somewhat messy hair, not paying much attention to Osamu Dazai's hostility, and said calmly: "We are going to A genius, Dazai."