Dazai is so cute

Shuji Tsushima was awakened by the temptation of the smell of rice.

His body felt a lot lighter, the mattress under his body was soft, and the quilt was warm, which made him want to go back to sleep.

…well?Wait, mattresses?bed?

Didn't he... sleep on the floor?

Touching the fever-reducing patch on his forehead, Shuji Tsushima got up from the bed and found it suddenly.

This is not his apartment.

Light gray carpet, warm yellow double bed, large wardrobe, printed wallpaper on the wall.

This familiar and no longer familiar decoration made Shuji Tsushima clenched his hands.

All the clothes on his body have been changed, and now he is wearing the Totoro pajamas he is most familiar with, and... all the bandages on his body have been removed.

Shuji Tsushima suddenly felt a little tired.

...why should you care about him all of a sudden?Don't you just ignore it for a year, so why don't you just go on like this...?

Please don't...give him hope again.

Shuji Tsushima got out of bed and didn't find his clothes on the bedside table. His expression changed, he glanced at the scenery outside the window, and went through the real estate of that person in his mind. After confirming the location, the black-haired boy walked out barefoot. The window flipped out.

*

Shuji Tsushima fled shamefully.

He was barefoot, wearing ridiculous Totoro pajamas, standing on the deserted street, like a child who lost his way.

The icy temperature rushed to the limbs along the soles of the feet, Shuji Tsushima looked around in a little confusion.

...where should I go?

The boy asked himself this question. After a while, he chose a direction, and his figure gradually disappeared into the street.

Slums, container areas.

Shuji Tsushima's feet had been scratched by sharp stones, but he walked straight to a short blue container as if he didn't notice the pain.

The paint on the surface of the container has peeled off, covered with moss, and even vines are growing.

This container is the beginning of the life of 'Shuji Tsushima'.

It was here that he was brought back by Zhongyuan Zhong who defeated the traffickers.

However, when Shuji Tsushima approached, he found that the container had been occupied by someone else.

But this is normal, after all, this is a slum, and it is good to have a place that can shelter from the wind and rain. Things like containers are naturally very sought-after.

"...Doesn't even this place belong to me?"

Shuji Tsushima whispered to himself.

He had to choose a place...to end the life of 'Shuji Tsushima'.

This game...he didn't want to go on anymore.

...can't go any further.

The pain in both feet made Shuji Tsushima walk more and more slowly. In the end, the black cat, which had learned to escape, squatted in the corner of the wall, hugging its knees and curled up in the light of the street corner.

"Hey! You over there!"

………Um?

"It's you! The little black cat who doesn't want to go home!"

Shuji Tsushima raised his head and saw the detective boy who was shouting at him across the road.

Don't ask him why he can tell he is a detective at a glance, because this person is wearing a detective uniform!

The detective boy ran up to Shuji Tsushima humming, and handed him a bottle of water: "I'm exhausted!"

Shuji Tsushima who took the water:? ? ?

Looking at the detective boy in front of him in a daze, Shuji Tsushima saw something from his expression: "Are you lost...?"

"Master Luanbu is not lost! I just don't know the way!" As if being stepped on a sore foot, the detective's youthful cheeks were bulging.

"If I wasn't worried about your suicide, I wouldn't have come here, Mr. Ranbu!"

Tsushima Shuji:  …

...Even if I had this thought just now, the atmosphere is completely gone after being interrupted by you like this!

"Speaking of which, you must have lost your way."

"Hey!" The detective boy's eyes widened, "I told you that Lord Ranbu is not lost! No! I just don't know the way!"

That's actually getting lost!

Shuji Tsushima complained in his heart.

Seeing that Shuji Tsushima stopped talking, the detective boy simply sat down against the corner of the wall, facing the little black cat in front of him.

Shuji Tsushima: "... No matter how you look at it, you are more like a cat."

The detective boy's eyes lit up: "Oh! You really know!"

Shuji Tsushima tilted his head in doubt: "Isn't this something that can be seen at a glance?"

Choked by what he often said, not only was the detective boy not unhappy, but he found the joy of the same kind in his eyes: "Yes, yes, it is something that can be seen at a glance, but those adults can't see it."

"It's not that they can't see it." Thinking of Mori Ogai and Nakahara Chuya, Shuji Tsushima's voice was very soft, "They just pretended to be confused."

Hearing this, the detective boy flattened his mouth: "Adults are really complicated."

"Well, it's really complicated." Shuji Tsushima nodded in agreement.

The two black cats sighed together.

The detective boy took out a pair of glasses from his clothes and put them on: "Umm...so that's the case, did you quarrel with the guardian?"

"...We didn't even talk." Shuji Tsushima curled his lips, and glanced at the snack bag with a small corner in the detective boy's pocket, "You deserved to get lost after running so far for a limited snack."

The detective boy glared angrily: "I told you, Mr. Ranpo..."

Shuji Tsushima replied directly: "Okay, I didn't get lost."

The tone should be more perfunctory and more perfunctory.

The detective boy's face turned into a pufferfish, and he directly exposed Shuji Tsushima: "It's better than you escaping from reality! You stupid cat!"

Shuji Tsushima was also angry when he was seen through at a glance: "I don't have it! You are a nasty adult in your 20s who still pretends to be young!"

A 23-year-old detective boy with a 16-year-old face: "..."

Maomao jumped: "Master Luanbu, I am a reliable adult! You are a 15-year-old brat who is wayward!"

"Reliable adults will never get lost!"

"I told you that Lord Ranbu is not lost!"

"Then you are pretending to be tender!"

"No! You dishonest brat!"

Just like the scene of a three-year-old quarrel, the two cats bared their teeth and claws and sprayed each other directly. After a few minutes, both of them widened their eyes, puffed up their faces and snorted softly and turned their heads away, neither paying attention to the other.

After a while, Shuji Tsushima approached the detective boy: "...Thank you."

He is in a much better mood now.

The detective boy loosened his brows and snorted arrogantly: "My name is Edogawa Ranpo, and I am the world's number one detective!"

"Shuji Tsushima." Shuji Tsushima also said his name, "I am..."

"I know your occupation." Edogawa Ranpo muttered to himself, 'Uncle Mori doesn't do human affairs', while handing over the phone, "Call your guardian, if you don't treat your feet, just in case you get tetanus what would you do!"

"Cats and cats have the right to be willful, and so do children, and children's cats and cats are even more so! If you think so much, why don't you just ask!"

No one can escape the cat's coquettishness!If once doesn't work, do it twice!

Shuji Tsushima looked at Edogawa Ranbu and shook his head.

"no need."

Edogawa puffed up his face, and before he could speak, Shuji Tsushima looked outside.

"——Chung Ye."

Nakahara, who was still wearing home clothes, looked at Shuji Tsushima in front of him, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Oh! Here come the guardians!"

Edogawa Ranpo looked very happy: "President! Here, here!"

The middle-aged man with silver mid-length hair was obviously relieved when he saw Edogawa Ranbu, but when he noticed Nakahara Chuya next to him, his muscles tensed instantly.

Gravity Maker of the Port Mafia?Why is he here?

Ranpo Edogawa divided half of the snacks in his pocket to Shuji Tsushima, blinked at him, and ran to Yukichi Fukuzawa in a bouncing manner: "President, let's go back!"

Fukuzawa Yukichi saw Shuji Tsushima, who looked rather embarrassed, and the latter noticed his gaze and blinked.

"Let's go, let's go~President!" Edogawa Ranbu took Fukuzawa Yukichi's hand and led him forward.

"...walking in disorder, walking in the wrong direction."

The figures of the two gradually disappeared on the street. Nakahara Nakaya walked up to Shuji Tsushima, and said cautiously and softly, "Xiuji, shall we go home?"

Nakahara didn't ask why Tsushima Shuji ran out, didn't ask why Tsushima Shuji ignored him, he didn't ask anything, as if finding the boy made him satisfied.

Shuji Tsushima was silent for a while, hesitated, and opened his hands towards Nakahara Nakaya.

The boy's exposed skin had unsightly scars, gunshot wounds, knife wounds, etc., which made Zhong Yuanzhong feel a little distressed.

The red-haired young man reached out and hugged Shuji Tsushima without hesitation, and rubbed his hair: "Sorry, I couldn't be by your side when I needed it most."

It's ok.

Shuji Tsushima hugged Nakahara Chuya tightly, his heart felt a little uncomfortable, and he rubbed the young man's shoulder unconsciously.

It's already... okay.

The author has something to say:

Mr. Mori: (Call a detective urgently)

Ranpo received the call: I want a discount coupon for desserts!

Mr. Sen: Deal!

Ranpo: I want to make friends with Mao Mao!

Mr. Mori: Cheng...huh?

Double updates on Labor Day~Happy Labor Day everyone~