Gou Juanji was hesitant to answer, but he caught a glimpse of the two supernatural beings getting closer from the corner of his eye.

He raised his hand seemingly unintentionally, and put on the zipper of his collar.

Shooting against supernatural beings shouldn't be classified as a curse master, right?

……Eh?what happened?

When he saw the black-haired supernatural being lower his head, the boy was stunned.

And when he said "Miss Kokoto, I'm sorry to bother you.", his brain crashed directly.

By the time the other white-haired supernatural being scratched his head in embarrassment and apologized, he had completely given up thinking.

The dog curly thorn's eyes fell in the air with blank eyes.

The words of apology from the two supernatural beings poured into the left ear, and then leaked out from the right ear.

As for what they were talking about, he didn't care to listen at all.

He is so stupid.

He should have thought of it earlier.

A person who can draw a gun at will is naturally not an "ordinary person", and it is only natural to know a few people with supernatural powers.

So there is no need to worry that she will be retaliated by the other party after she draws her gun to signal.

Seeing how proficient she is, maybe this is the Yokohama way she is used to.

A snap of the fingers drew the attention of the dog Curly Thorn Wandering Beyond the Sky.

He turned his head following the sound, and what he saw was Kokodo's bright smiling face.

"It's all right."

Kokoto casually spread out his fingers and waved them twice.

"The bastard is really not here, we can go directly."

After that, she turned sideways and stretched out her hand to the back seat.

The suddenly shortened distance forced the dog to dodge and hide to the side of the car door.

But even so, the elegant fragrance penetrated his collar and penetrated into his nostrils again.

The fragrance is light or not, or strong or not.

Just stuck at just enough to make an impression, but not enough to be offensive.

The dog curled up and chatted, and moved his gaze from the neckline she suddenly approached to the joint line on the edge of the seat.

Otherwise, it would be too rude.

No one will stare at the white shirt of the opposite sex.

Even if the other party seems to have a lot of nerves and doesn't realize the problem at all, he shouldn't do this.

The time was stretched by waiting.

It may only be a few tens of seconds, or even a minute at most, but the dog curly thorn feels as long as several hours.

As Kokoto sat back in the driver's seat, a paper bag much smaller than before fell into the arms of the dog.

As soon as he caught it, he heard Mikoto speak.

"I'll share some with you before I send it out."

"Although it will definitely be seen, but since I prepared three big bags for him, he won't be angry."

Kokoto gestured to explain how big the three big bags could be.

"Silver and Akutagawa, if you have nothing to do, go back first."

"As for Dun, the back seat is a bit small, I'll wrong you for a while, it won't last long."

According to her arrangement, the person in the back seat was replaced by the white-haired supernatural being named "Nakajima Atsushi".

After everything was dealt with, the sports car started up again, and finally parked in the parking lot near the small red brick building.

After closing the hood, Kokoto carried out the only three bags full of snacks left in the back seat one by one.

She took one bag by herself, and the other two bags were held by the dog Curly Thorn and Nakajima Atsushi.

Then they walked into the small red brick building together.

As soon as he entered the small building, a red-haired man walked up to him.

There was no expression on his unshaven face, save for a fleeting glimpse of surprise when he saw Kokoto.

"Dazai isn't here now." The red-haired man said flatly, "I'm afraid I can't entertain you either."

Hearing what he said, Kokodo waved his hands nonchalantly: "That's not important, I don't need any entertainment, I'm just here to bring this kid to meet someone."

As she spoke, she patted the shoulder of the dog beside her.

"His name is Oda Sakunosuke." Kokodo made a brief introduction, "Maybe we will deal with each other often in the future."

Then she looked at Oda Sakunosuke again, "Oda Saku, this is the child I mentioned."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded: "Is that the magician? I know."

"Well, I'll take him to Mingguang Department Store to have a look in a while. The one-day closure will cost a lot. Of course, it's better to solve it as soon as possible."

Kokoto furrowed his brows slightly distressed, and then relaxed them again.

"Do you still have an entrustment? I won't waste your time."

As she spoke, she held up the paper bag in her arms, which was full of snacks.

"There's another big kid waiting for me."

Seeing the snacks, Oda Sakunosuke can also guess who she will visit next.

Since everyone was busy with their own affairs, he didn't say anything more, just stepped aside and moved on in a hurry.

After bidding farewell to Oda Sakunosuke, the three of Kokodo went up to the fourth floor and walked to a wooden door.

A metal plate hung over the door read Armed Detective Agency.

Seeing these five words, Gou Juanji felt a little relieved.

When he first got the assignment, Gojo-sensei had shown him information about Yokohama.

There was mention of the "Armed Detective Agency".

According to the data, the Armed Detective Agency is an organization composed of multiple supernatural beings, like the dusk in Yokohama, between light and darkness.

Although he is in a gray area, his actions are generally positive and just, and he has also been awarded the "Exorcism Azusa Bow Medal" by the state.

Kokoto, who has a good relationship with this kind of organization...

It shouldn't be a bad guy, right?

Tomoki blinked, and followed Kokoto into the detective agency.

Perhaps most of the people were on the job, but there were not many people in the house anyway.

Apart from the clerks, there was a young man in detective suit who was dozing off with his eyes closed by the window.

As soon as they entered the door, the young man didn't even open his eyes, and he yelled directly: "Kokodo is too much! He actually gave these little devils the delicious food that should have been given to Lord Ranpo!"

"Ah, ah, there are still so many anyway. Mr. Ranpo has a lot of them, so what are you fussing about with these kids?"

Kokoto put the paper bag in his hand on his desk, lightly dispelling the other party's anger.

"How about I treat Mr. Ranpo to a dessert buffet when it's my birthday? Michelin three-star craftsmanship?"

The power of the dessert buffet is so great that it can completely kill Edogawa Ranpo.

While muttering something like "It's still half a year away", he unpacked the snacks and turned his head to the dog curly spines.

Perhaps within a second, he curled his lips: "Master Ranbu will tell you."

"The purpose of this brat coming to Yokohama is not your mission!"

Edogawa Ranpo was clearly talking to Kokoto, but his eyes slowly opened, and he looked at Gou Makiji indifferently.

Those emerald green eyes were incredibly transparent.

And what he said next made Goujuanji's heart skip a beat.

"Don't have illusions, the person you want to see doesn't want to see you."

How did he know he had someone he wanted to meet?

How can he be sure that the other party doesn't want to see him?

Who is he?

Countless questions rolled to the lips and were swallowed back into the stomach.

The dog curly thorn turned his head away, as if this could whitewash the peace.

So what if he came to Yokohama for another purpose?

He will still complete the task seriously, that's enough, isn't it?

"Hmm... is that so?"

"I don't care about that kind of question."

"It's completely OK if you can do what I explain well."

Hearing this, Gou Makiji immediately looked at Mikoto.

And she also looked at him with a smile.

"As long as you can be sure that the person you want to meet has no influence on my side, then you can move freely after finishing my work."

The woman crossed her chest with one hand, and casually tapped her cheek with the other.

"But Mr. Ranpo's words are always very reasonable..."

She hid the rest of the words behind a smile.

The meaning behind this smile is self-evident.

After comprehending the meaning, the dog curly spine closed his eyelids, but he didn't say anything after all.

It was Edogawa Ranpo who confidently stuffed the wave soda into Kokodo's hand.

"Help Ranpo-sama unscrew it!" He said, his eyes narrowed again, "Anyway, Ranpo-sama has already given you advice! It's Kakoto who doesn't care about it!"

"Yes yes yes! I didn't accept the advice of the world's number one detective, and I can only blame myself if something goes wrong."

Handing the opened wave soda to Edogawa Ranpo, Kokoto glanced at the time and said sorry: "If Mingguang Department Store closes down, it will really lose a whole day, let's talk another day?"

After Mikoto gave the reason, the detective agency naturally did not retain the two of them.

It was not until he sat back in the sports car that Kokobe began to introduce the situation related to the mission.

"It can be concluded that it is a spell event."

"Although there are no major disturbances, there are endless small troubles, and we have no better solution, so we contacted you."

"I originally said that if there is no suitable candidate for the curser, I will go to the curser, but I didn't expect Dazai to choose you in the end."

Kokoto parked the car in the parking lot, took out a pair of glasses from the storage box, and led the dog Tokito to the office area.

As she walked, she replaced her sunglasses with the gold-rimmed glasses she had just taken out.

A strand of long hair stuck out from the temples of the sunglasses, and she casually brushed it back along with her sideburns.

"We have notified in advance that we will be closed today, so there will be no one except the necessary people who maintain order. So there is no need to worry that ordinary people will see it."

Glancing over the eyelids with the hair tip that came, the dog Curlythorn realized that he had been staring at her hair for too long.

He hurriedly withdrew his gaze and looked around.

"Okapi (but I don't think there are any traces of magic spirit or magic power here)?"

This mall is so clean it doesn't look like a mall...

Yes, here is the problem.

Goujuanji turned his head as if suddenly enlightened, and looked at Kokohu who was walking in front.

Kokoto took out the key and opened a small door.

Behind the door, the windowless room is covered with layers of spells.

Some have aged to the point of being fuzzy, and will be turned into dust if touched lightly; some can be seen to have been pasted not long ago, with clear writing and vivid texture.

Kokoto grabbed one of the sheets and tore it off.

Following her movements, a strong breath of curse spirit erupted instantly in the shopping mall.The level of those spell spirits can't be called high, but there are a lot of them.

At the same time, she threw away the ineffective spell in her hand and turned around.

"I'm really looking forward to your performance, boy."

Kokobe crossed his arms and raised the corners of his lips with great interest.

The gold-rimmed glasses reflected a layer of white light, making it difficult for people to see the emotion in her eyes clearly.

"No, I should call you—the magician."

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