Dazai Cat's Amazing Journey

Butei's career is on the rise, one job after another, Kunikida is buried in the pile of documents every day, handling documents like the wind with his hands.

But he occasionally gets stuck.

"This bombing case... Where will this prisoner commit crimes again..." He scratched his hair. If this continues, the case will no longer be solved within the planned time.

It's okay to let Kunikida catch the criminals, his skills were taught by the president himself.But he is not very good at reasoning and judging cases.It's not that he's not good at it, it's just that there is a disorder in the detective agency, so in comparison, other people's ability in reasoning is almost zero.The step-by-step collection of evidence and reasoning will be overshadowed by Mr. Ranpo's super reasoning.

In front of super reasoning, everyone is an idiot.

Dazai Maomao curled up in a pile of documents and took a nap.He likes to curl himself up in a soft place, maybe it's a cat's instinct, but it's really comfortable to lie down like this.

Seeing Kunikida's irritable expression, Dazai tilted his head, jumped onto the file, stretched his waist, and sharpened his claws with those poor papers.

The sharpened claws easily tore through the paper, and the sound of being torn was so happy to the cat.

Dazai: No wonder cats like to scratch things. It turns out that scratching is such a joyful and stress-relieving thing.

Kunikida let out a scream: "My file——"

He frantically salvaged the documents.A piece of paper floated into the air and was caught by him, with some places scratched on it.

Kunikida gave Dazai Maomao a reproachful look, but there was nothing he could do about it.This cat, skin, what else can I do, it's useless to beat it, and I can't do it.

It's just the scratched place...Kunikida looked carefully, but luckily it wasn't important content, this is a copy, so it's not a big problem, just print another copy.

Huh?He saw the scratched place, and several words stood out, attracting his attention.

Kunikida repeated these words several times, then suddenly tapped his palm.

"I see! The place where the bomber will do the next attack!" It was like a dam full of water suddenly opened, and after being instructed, the remaining thoughts were unimpeded.After figuring this out, Kunikida seemed to have regained his motivation, and started to process the documents quickly again, chanting "Ola-Ola-Ola-Ola—" in his mouth.

Like a workaholic.

Dazai pulled his ears, jumped aside and continued to take a nap.

The sound Kunikida was making now was too loud for a cat.And this kind of enthusiasm for work is really scary for a cat that focuses on fishing.

Dazai browsed through the recent files and found that the Port Mafia was very active.Maybe Kunikida can't see it, but he is familiar with the operation method of Port Mafia, and it is very easy to deduce the action and purpose of Port Mafia from the clues in the newspaper.

This small organization... should be destroyed by that little guy in Chuya.

Dazai frowned his cat-like brows, it was impossible to tell from the outside that he was frowning, only the long white eyebrows trembled.

But this trick is not something a dwarf can do... Slugs are creatures without brains and only violence.

Dazai recalled it, and found that he should still be double black at this point in time.

Then the person behind Chuya's command is either himself or Mr. Mori.

But...he Dazai is already here, can this world really accommodate two Dazai?Two Dazai Osamu, this is a very scary thing.

And this past Yokohama.

Many questions came out of Dazai's small head.He is so bored that he thinks about a lot of things every day. If he let others know his various thoughts, he will be amazed that this little cat can hold so many things in his head!

No wonder I eat so much every day!

I couldn't figure it out, so I had to give up.Dazai picked up his small purse, and planned to go out with small steps.

Although he injured himself last time, the detective agency did not restrict his actions after he recovered from the injury.

Kunikida puts a little pocket money, some coins and small banknotes into the purse every week, not much money.

Now Wu Jing's salary is not much.

Luanbu just entered the door.

"Hey, Miwu-chan, get ready to go out. How about helping Ranpo-sama buy some taiyaki? One cheese flavor and one red bean flavor."

Dazai put down his purse, and stuffed some money into it with random steps.

It's a little bit more than buying two taiyaki.

Dazai meowed happily, expressing his agreement.

When I came back, I brought two taiyaki, still hot and fragrant.Take a bite of the golden taiyaki, and the cheese inside overflows, pulling out long strands. The temperature is just right, the cheese is fragrant, and Mr. Ranpo is very satisfied.

Now Yokohama, there is a legend.

There is a white cat that will come to some stores from time to time, carrying its exquisite purse, and doing business with the clerk.

Its coat color is like snow, and the iris color in its eyes flows like honey. When the sun falls inside, its eyes are lighter and golden, like an angel descending on the world.

The clerk only needs to make what he wants, hang it around the cat's neck, and then take away the corresponding money, which means the transaction is completed.

According to legend, the person who accepts the white cat coin will get good luck.

Therefore, Dazai has become more and more popular, and young ladies often give him free food.

It's just that Dazai is also very proud, and won't eat their food indiscriminately.

The main thing is that there are no crabs, and the food is not high enough.

He didn't bother to eat the ham sausage that was placed on the ground.

Wu Jing's food is much better than the snacks given by these passers-by.

Osamu Dazai waggled his cat's tail, happily eating crab meat-flavored cat food, which he bought when Luanbu was on a business trip, and mixed it with a pile of snacks.

"Come out with me in the afternoon." Luanbu said suddenly.

There was no one else around, and he was speaking to Dazai.

Dazai meowed in confusion, afternoon?Aren't we going to discuss cooperation with the military and police this afternoon?

Because of the presence of Mr. Natsume, the Armed Detective Agency has obtained a license to open with special abilities, and has developed rapidly under the absolute intelligence of Ranpo and Mr. Fukuzawa's superb force.But it is not so easy for an organization to survive in Yokohama.Organizing this kind of thing means a lot of trouble, and various relationships are involved in it. Things are no longer your own business, and everything has to consider the impact on the organization.Very bald, Dazai is proficient at this kind of thing, but definitely doesn't like it, let alone bondage.

Today, Butei is going to discuss cooperation with the local military and police in Yokohama.Getting along well with them will be of great benefit to future business.

Dazai squatted on the shoulder of the president, a silver-white and cold swordsman, and a snow-white and cold cat.

It must be very nice to paint.

Ranpo-sama laughed very happily on the side.

President, let's smile, his face is so serious, but his heart is actually full of joy, Mr. Ranpo can see it all.

He was teasing Dazai Maomao on the president's shoulder. This scene was like Mr. Fukuzawa raising two cats, one big and one small.Both are stunning.

When negotiating with the military and police, Ranbu's face became sullen.

The representatives sent by the military and police felt a little silly looking at the two and one cat.

"Mr. Fukuzawa, this, this cat..." It's too disrespectful to bring a cat here. This is a formal negotiation occasion, not a private party, so why bring a cat to show your personality.Even if you are the person recommended by the above, you can't be disrespected like this, right?

"No problem."

It was difficult for the military and police representatives to say anything. This Mr. Fukuzawa's background was quite powerful, at least he couldn't afford to provoke him.

Then there are some specific details of the regulations, about what cases are handed over to the detective agency, how much power the detective agency can have, and how to calculate the remuneration, which is trivial and complicated.However, there is chaos, and the military and police can't fool them.Luanbu can always directly hit the most important points, and he doesn't care about his face.

After coming and going, the military and police couldn't stand it anymore.How can you just say those nasty things so bluntly?

He wiped his sweat in embarrassment, intending to change the subject.

"Is this your company's cat? It looks so cute."

He reached out his hand to touch Dazai on the sofa.

Dazai gave him a paw warning directly, and jumped onto Ranpo.

The word "obedient" slapped the head of the military and police on the face.

He laughed dryly: "It really has a personality. I wonder what the breed of this cat is...?" It must be a very expensive cat, and the other side valued it so much.

Dazai, the white cat, is really good in appearance, with perfect eye shape, nose, mouth, beard, hair and curves all over the body.It's not the typical iris cat's eyes, but it has a different kind of charm, which makes people wonder what kind of cat it is and whether it is particularly expensive.

However, this problem seems to have directly stepped on a bigger mine.

Edogawa Ranpo directly exploded.

"Miwu-chan is Miwu-chan, the cat of our Armed Detective Agency! What do you care about those miscellaneous things!"

The military and police representative didn't know what to do anymore, and he couldn't understand why this question made Luanbu so angry.

He was swollen and angry, and a small piece of his cheek was swollen.

Others may think that asking about the cat's breed made him angry. After all, cat owners hate being asked about the cat's breed, and then judge the pros and cons based on the breed.There are always people with weird contempt.

No, Master Ranpo is not such a superficial person.

They like Miwu sauce and dote on Miwu sauce, is it because Miwu sauce looks good?Is it because of the variety of Miwu sauce?

No, when it first came, it was just a dirty dumpling, and the origin of the species was even more unknown.

They are the ones who take care of Miwujiang little by little.

This cat is smart, gentle, and considerate, although occasionally mischievous makes a lot of things happen.

Because Miwu sauce is Miwu sauce.

Be part of a detective agency.

So they care.

That's it, that's all.

Just like Osamu Dazai before crossing, he was picked up by Mafia at the port at the age of 14, joined the Mafia at the age of 15, then formed a double black, became a cadre, defected at the age of 18, joined Butei at the age of 20, and participated in various major events in Yokohama .

Even Zhong, who hated him extremely, had to admit it.

This guy has his own charm.

So many people like Osamu Dazai, love him so much that they can't extricate themselves, just because he is good-looking?

The aura of Dazai, if you say that he is a noble son who escaped from a big family, some people will believe him, and it is not surprising that he is a street boy who was born in a slum.

But life experience is not important, is it?

What matters is Dazai.

He himself is that treasure.

The author has something to say:

Chef Zai speaks.

This article is my own modified world line, not the original line or if line, all character behaviors are considered based on this self-set background.

So some deceptive behavior may be the difference in the world line.

Of course it could be true...bug or ooc.