Don't compete with fairy tale vests

Seeing this, Atsushi Nakajima exited the bathroom immediately, so as not to lose control and hurt others.

He closed his eyes in pain, waiting to be hallucinated, but after closing his eyes for a long time, nothing happened.

At this moment, he felt that the room brightened up before his eyes. Someone turned on the light in the room, and an explosion sound startled him.

But then there were confetti and tape-like things falling lightly on his shoulders. These non-aggressive things made him tentatively open his eyes, and he was facing the bright smile of the will-o’-the-wisp and a firework that had already been used. This scene made the eyes of the still somewhat dazed boy widen.

"Congratulations!" He heard the smiling words of the young man with rare brown skin and elf-like pointed ears ringing in his ears, and then his hair was gently ruffled.

"Hey, congratulations, what are you congratulating?" Atsushi Nakajima asked in great confusion as he lifted the colored paper tape that was hanging from his forehead and fell right in front of his eyes.

He hadn't recovered from seeing Yumeno Hisakuchao's wrist swipe and the dire consequences of the supernatural power that the boy had described before.

Faced with the sudden change in the atmosphere at this time, Atsushi Nakajima felt a little confused.

"Hey, me, am I okay?"

The white-haired boy carefully groped himself for a while, and after finding that nothing had happened to him, he let out another scream, obviously a little confused that he was not affected by the supernatural power.

Seeing Atsushi Nakajima's appearance, the ghost fire spirit felt a little amused, and kindly helped him remove the confetti and colored plastic paper mixed in the messy white bangs, and rubbed the tiger's head by the way.

"Of course, the princess has been able to control the power of the brain hell under normal circumstances, so naturally she won't hurt you out of control."

As one of the members of the detective agency responsible for Atsushi Nakajima's entrance examination, Ghost Fire Spirit expressed his understanding of Atsushi Nakajima's confusion at this time, and patiently explained.

The cake carton in his hand was placed on the coffee table by the ghost fire spirit, and the curtains were pulled open, revealing the darkness behind it. After all this was done, the brave man turned his head and looked at the cake expectantly to the side. The boy said: "Princess, please go and treat the water in the bathroom first, no one can wrestle in it tonight."

"I heard a loud bang just now. I thought you two challenged the cosmic demon god Semus, but fortunately, there is no one living downstairs." The brown-skinned youth teased the white tiger boy. Made a harmless joke.

"Wait, Yumeno-kun's wound..." Nakajima Atsushi glanced at Yumeno Hisaku's direction worriedly, and said hesitantly.

"Hahahahaha, are you a big idiot?" Yumeno Hisaku didn't expect to be so obvious. He didn't think his acting skills were so good just now. Atsushi Nakajima still didn't find anything, and he came here stupidly He cared about himself, and his heart was a little touched, but he still joked about it because of the bad factors.

"That's a mixture of ketchup and sweet soy sauce. Didn't Nakajima-san notice it? Blood doesn't look like this." Yumeno Hisaku licked the sauce mixture on his wrist, and smiled at the white-haired boy He tilted his head, held up his wrist, and showed Atsushi Nakajima the smooth skin under the place covered by the sauce.

"Yuan, so it's not real blood?"

No wonder he had only smelled lemony toilet cleaner when he entered the bathroom, not any blood.Atsushi Nakajima clutched the hem of his shirt in embarrassment, his eyes a little annoyed.

Suddenly, the white-haired boy seemed to have remembered something, and his expression became a little gloomy: "Then it's me who caused trouble, and even hurt Yumeno-kun's neck."

"Well, it doesn't matter, anyway, it doesn't hurt at all to me." Yumeno Hisaku casually wiped away the streak of blood slowly oozing from the scratch on his neck, as if he didn't care about it.

On the other hand, the will-o'-the-wisp became nervous, and immediately knelt down and grabbed the boy's shoulders to look around, and crackled a long series of strange spells that Atsushi Nakajima was familiar with but couldn't understand.

"Brother, don't worry about me. It's not like I haven't suffered more serious injuries before. It's really a fuss." Yumeno Hisaku muttered in such a low voice, but he relaxed between his eyebrows and eyes, accepting the second part of the brave man with duplicity. He is very interested in the magic treatment, watching the magic gradually take effect.

"Anyway, congratulations, Nakajima-kun, you have successfully passed the entrance test, and you are worthy of being the candidate favored by both the hero and the princess."

It wasn't until seeing the wound heal under Yumeno Hisakuku's speechless eyes that the dark golden eyes of the brown-skinned youth slipped into a trace of relaxation, and he stood up and said congratulatory words to the white-haired youth in a brisk tone.

"So the exams just now were all entrance exams?" Atsushi Nakajima's expression cracked again, and then he became nervous again, and he took an exam or something before he knew it, which really made people uneasy.

"Then if I pass this way?" Atsushi Nakajima was still a little worried. He thought that he hadn't done anything worthy of recognition just now, so he passed the entrance test so easily, which made him feel even more relieved. Uneasy.

"Well, don't worry." Seeing the uneasiness in Atsushi Nakajima's heart, the ghost fire spirit rubbed his head again, "Although it is not the best way, but with my strongest hero Xiu Evansester von In the name of Materazina, Firmino Zattle, and Nikki Tri Anderson, Mr. Fukuzawa will appreciate your conduct very much."

"That's great!" Atsushi Nakajima let out a long sigh of relief. Hearing this sentence, he felt a little bit of suffering, and somehow felt like crying.

"Then I'll take my leave now, it should be very late anyway."

Looking at the night scene of Yokohama, Atsushi Nakajima saw that it was getting late, so he said a little embarrassedly that he might need to slow down for what happened just now.

"Wait a minute, there will be a celebration later, you are the protagonist," the ghost fire pinched the shoulder of Atsushi Nakajima who was about to go outside, "Parties and other things are common hobbies of the brave."

"Hey, good evening, it looks like I'm not too late?" A woman with a golden butterfly hairpin pinned to her hair stood at the door holding a shopping bag, waving to the ghost spirit and Atsushi Nakajima.

Yosano Akiko took out a dozen beers and several bottles of non-alcoholic drinks for the minors of the detective agency, and boldly put them on the coffee table, almost pushing the cake off the table.

"Good evening, Miss Xie Ye, it's not too late at all, it's just right, and the selection of this brave reserve has just ended." The ghost fire spirit greeted the lady doctor, he quickly supported the cake, and made Xie Ye Akiko Able to have more places to set drinks.

"Why didn't you see Mr. Kunikida?" The brave man looked behind Yosano Akiko, but he didn't see the figure of the man with glasses. He was a little curious. He remembered that Kunikida Doppo and Yosano Akiko set off to go shopping together. Now only Yosano Akiko has come back.

"He, isn't he going to have a barbecue today? Kunikida went to buy meat and vegetables, but the meat he planned to buy was exhausted because the discount promotion had already sold out, so," Yosano Akiko opened a can of beer first, "I'm probably still struggling, but it should be ready soon."

"Then it's not a big problem, since no one else came anyway."

Before the person arrived, Nakajima Atsushi was sent to help in the kitchen, because the cooking skills of brave men were not trusted, so even if the will-o'-the-wisp was eager to try, he was only allowed to chop vegetables.

"So you just want to find a chance to have a dinner together." Atsushi Nakajima complained tearfully because he was so hot from the onion.

"Hey, how did Brother Baimao know?"

At this time, Yumeno Hisaku, who was walking by with a lollipop in his mouth, picked up his words, successfully making the teary expression of the little tiger look more sad.

It's not because I successfully joined the club, the white-haired boy shouted in his heart.

Tears flowed everywhere, Atsushi Nakajima subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, and was immediately so hot that he couldn't open his eyes, he jumped up and ran rampant in the kitchen.

Thanks to the wisps of fire, even if he stuffed his head into the sink to rinse, otherwise Atsushi Nakajima would probably have to cry rivers of tears while being ruthlessly ridiculed by Yumeno Kusaku.

But Ranpo Edogawa, who was the most procrastinating, was reluctantly brought to the scene by the president's guardian, but Kunikida Doppo was nowhere to be seen.

"Mr. Kunikida hasn't come yet?" Even the most natural Miyazawa Kenji noticed something was wrong, let alone other people.

"I'll call and ask." Tanizaki Junichiro proposed to call to inquire, but no one answered the call for a long time after it was broadcast.

No one present was in the mood to continue the party, so they all decided to go out and search.

Just when Atsushi Nakajima wanted to go out with everyone from the detective agency, there was a slight sound like a bubble bursting in the air.

With this soft sound, the man with yellow hair appeared out of thin air, his eyes were closed tightly, and he fell to the ground with a loud noise, but even so, the young man still did not open his eyes. He dared to go up to check, but found that the senior of the detective agency named Kunikida Doppo was pale, even a little purple, as if he had been poisoned.

The yellow-haired young man's body was hot for a while, and it became colder and colder for a while, and even the heaving of his chest seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

Atsushi Nakajima told the people behind him loudly about his discovery. When he turned around, he found that everyone's expressions were so dignified. He was a little helpless, and the life of his predecessor seemed to pass before his eyes.

"Give me a hand." The black-haired female said to him in a gentle tone as he passed him with Yosano Akiko and Will-o'-the-wisps when he was in a state of confusion.

Today's plan was disrupted again, Kunikida Doppo thought almost angrily when he saw that the meat he expected to buy was sold out on the shelves.

He sifted through the other shelves before he managed to choose a suitable replacement, just long enough for him to reach the dinner party.

For the purpose of saving time, Kunikida Doppo decided to take a shortcut. He walked this road once or twice when he was going to work on time according to the plan. Even if the lighting conditions were not good, he could still accurately distinguish the road.

Yokohama is rare and quiet at night. The rustling of leaves makes walking at night more frightening. Kunikida doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he still gets goosebumps from the inexplicable chill. There was no wind at night.

When he passed a section of road illuminated by street lamps, he suddenly found that this section of road was too dimly lit, and the shadows left by the blocked street lamps on the ground seemed particularly distorted and terrifying.

At first, he thought those shadows were the projections of the trees, but soon, he found those shadows were moving. He just thought that the sound of the leaves Mosuo was not caused by the wind, but by something terrible. Nocturnal activity.

The sound of stirring some viscous liquid came from the top of his head, Kunikida Doppo saw a certain shadow getting bigger and bigger, and even gradually connecting with his own shadow.

"Tick tock—" something dripped into his neck.