I turned out to be beautiful and miserable?

Hojo Xingmu was pulled through the dark corridor illuminated only by the moonlight. The temperature from his wrist made him tremble slightly. Kunikida Doppo, who noticed this, let go of the young doctor with some annoyance, and lowered his head like a criminal. Wrong big dog, "sorry..."

After all, he has never gotten along with a special case like Hojo Xingmu. Although the meticulousness in his bones allows him to notice this problem on weekdays, it is still a bit difficult to control when his emotions come up.

"It's okay, it's my problem." Hojo Xingmu's affectionate peach blossom eyes opened like water waves, and he asked with self-blame instead of anger, "Did the wound scare Kunikida-kun?"

Obviously my state is too bad, but I still habitually ask others first.The young doctor's attitude made Kunikida Doppo feel more and more self-blaming... But now it's superfluous to say anything, he sighed softly: "I don't think it's scary, but from the perspective of a companion, I hope you can take good care of it." Own."

"I understand." Beitiao Xingmu pondered for a while with drooping eyes, the blood from the wound was still dripping and had already formed a small pool on the dirty floor, "I'm going to bandage it now."

"Yeah." It might be too harsh to ask a boy who thinks he is dead, but Kunikida Doppo, who was a teacher, would rather others hate him than make the best choice for that person.

"I don't hate Kunikida-kun." The young doctor noticed his thoughts, turned his head and smiled slightly: "If the blood continues to flow like this, I will faint because of it? So, thank you."

Kunikida Doppo's heavy heart finally completely relaxed.At this moment, he really understands that Hojo Xingmu is a strong man with supernatural powers, and he is his partner, not a weak person who needs special care.

Even having such a disease does not prevent a young man from possessing all the qualities a strong person should have.

The "strong man" Hojo Xingmu's expression changed completely after turning around, the pain was so painful that his physical tears were about to come out, he groaned aggrievedly to the system, 【Tong, I hurt so much! 】

The system showed no sympathy for him at all, and even smiled coldly, [System version 3.0 can block the pain. 】

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The pain was really painful, but he had to endure it himself. Hojo Xingmu went to the medical box and gave himself a brief treatment before following Kunikida Doppo back to the dean's room.

Probably in order to prevent further accidents, Kunikida Doppo even helped Hojo Xingmu carry the medical kit.

When he returned, Osamu Dazai was sitting in the chair of the dean's lounge, looking at the documents lazily, while the "dean" was standing in the corner and looking at him with disgust.

Osamu Dazai is quite talented to be able to annoy people in such a short period of time.

"How's it going?" Seeing the two people coming in, Osamu Dazai's eyes stopped on the doctor's wound.

"It's alright." It's just that it still hurts a lot!

"Where is the real dean hidden?" Hojo Xingmu didn't want to dwell on his wound for too long, and after answering Osamu Dazai's question, he turned his attention to the false dean.

"It's been said that I'm real..." She shrugged helplessly, without any fear at all, "Maybe it's just something wrong with your medicine."

"Is there something wrong with the medicine, just try again." Hojo Xingmu interrupted her, and turned to Kunikida Doppo with peachy eyes, "Is it okay?"

Kunikida Dobubu: "..."

He didn't know whether he should agree or not!Reason told him that using potions was illegal, but selfishly wanted to complete the task as soon as possible.

"That's the medicine I made myself, and the prescription probably hasn't been revealed yet." The young doctor slowly walked up to him and stretched out his hand to give him the medical kit: "Therefore, there is no rule that prohibits it from being used."

Kunikida Doppo's expression softened a little. In theory, this loophole should be exploited - there should be nothing more important than losing the safety of the children right now.

"And don't worry, except for some hallucinations, it will not cause actual harm to the body." Hojo Xingmu said every word, "I have done the experiment myself."

"You use yourself as a human experiment—"

"Give it to Xingmu-kun." Before Kunikida Doppo finished his shocked words, Dazai Osamu gave him the answer first: "Forcibly taking the doctor's medical kit is no different from playing hooligans~"

Kunikida Doppo was stunned, his face turned red suddenly, and he retorted loudly: "Isn't it the same when you took my notebook!!"

"Hey, it's a pity that Kunikida-kun is not a girl—" Osamu Dazai elongated his tone meaningfully: "I'm only interested in girls."

Thanks to Osamu Dazai's timely interruption, the medical kit finally returned to Hojo Hojo.

The fake dean on the other side has completely put his disgust on his face, "Hey, are you really members of the Armed Detective Agency?"

"Try it and you'll know." Hojo Xingmu prepared many kinds of homemade potions, including powder, solid, and liquid like ink.The one used by the dean today is in powder form, and it is enough for her to inhale a little when picking up the instrument.

"Hey!" Cold sweat hung on the forehead of the false principal, and he took a step back unnaturally, "You don't really want to use drugs on me, do you?"

This doctor's body is obviously the worst among the three, he looks like a vase, and his face is unnaturally pale. He can even hurt him with a single blow, but the sense of oppression is very strong now.

"People are always more afraid when facing the unknown," Hojo Hoshi picked up the liquid glass tube with his white, almost transparent fingers. The feeling of a lover whispering in the ear,

"But please rest assured, I can guarantee with my life that it is harmless."

"Who cares about your guarantee!" The false dean had a grim expression on his face, and his hand holding the knife tightened.

"Actually, it doesn't matter as long as you tell what you know," Osamu Dazai said with a smile in his voice, like a passer-by who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, "Anyway, the end result is the same anyway, why waste it What about some medicine?"

"Enough. I got it!" Seeing Hojo Xingmu approaching him slowly, the fake dean finally couldn't hold back and threw down the knife and pushed him away: "What do you want to know?"

Beitiao Xingmu's wound opened again, and bright red blood slowly oozes from the white bandage, which soon smeared all over.

Just when Kunikida Doppo was about to remind him, the young doctor said, "Please ask Dazai-kun and Kunikida-kun first, I need to re-bandage the wound."

He really remembered his words.

Kunikida Doppo blinked, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

"Kunikida-kun's smile is disgusting—" Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes and threw his arm at Kunikida Doppo: "Hurry up and take out your notebook and write down the key points."

One day, Kunikida Dopō who was taught a lesson by Osamu Dazai: "..."

Beijo Xingmu didn't notice the words of the two of them, and carefully treated the wound again with lowered eyes. Considering that the human design couldn't be bandaged too carefully, he could only endure the pain and ask the system: [What's the progress of the mission? 】

The system related to the task obediently called up the panel: [Main task: 15% progress in obtaining the approval of the senior brother]

Hojo Xingmu's expression is still the doctor's "the world has nothing to do with me", but his voice is full of smiles, [It seems that the brother is also working overtime tonight. 】

The system is very confused: [Why? ?Didn't Alice disappear after her temptation? 】

[If he really believed me so easily, it would be impossible for him to come in person in the first place. ] The corners of Hojo Hoshimu's lips turned up, he didn't explain too much to the system, and focused all his attention on the case of the Armed Detective Agency.

Kunikida Doppo watched the young doctor hastily treated the wound and ran over impatiently, frowned slightly, and glanced at Osamu Dazai, who was still making jokes, couldn't help sighing—it would be great if his partner could balance a little.

The fake dean didn't know much about it, he was just responsible for taking the place of the real dean every night.

"Is it a different ability?" Kunikida Doppo looked at the identical faces of the two and fell into deep thought.

"No..." The false headmaster tugged at his cheek, "This is the real face! It just looks the same. Do the twins know?"

"Then you are indeed the former person in charge of this church?"

"That's right." The false dean sighed deeply, "If they look the same, if they are not used to the layout, they will be exposed right away?"

This church is not small at all. Even the members of the Armed Detective Agency have the confidence to come in to investigate after looking around during the day and drawing pictures.

"Where is the dean now?" Hojo Xingmu asked.

He and Osamu Dazai stayed outside the whole time and did not see anyone leaving.

"..." She fell silent, obviously she still didn't want to betray her compatriots.

"This is the antidote," Hojo Xingmu took out the small bottle that he put in his pocket at the beginning, "it can prevent the side effects from occurring."

The young doctor was not prepared to hurt anyone from the beginning, even a little psychedelic side effect was prepared.

"Thank you." The false dean's eyes lit up, and he reached out to take it.

But before meeting Hojo Xingmu, Kunikida Doppo grabbed his wrist, and the man pushed his glasses seriously: "He is not used to being touched by others."

Hojo Hoshimu was stunned, and expressed his gratitude to Kunikida Doppo with a smile, and then looked at the false headmaster seriously: "Only I can know the dosage, so I suggest you better let us see her."

"How do I know if you will hurt her!" The fake headmaster shook off Kunikida Doppo's hand fiercely, glared at him before answering Hojo Xingmu's words, "She was just being used!"

"It seems that you don't know that little." Osamu Dazai's light voice sounded, and he grasped the point: "We have our own judgment on whether it is being used. There are many ways to try it."