If I don't quit, I will be forced to usurp the throne.

Even if I met Mr. Dazai, I still haven't been able to return to normal...but I should be able to stop shrinking, so I was a little relieved.

"So... a supernatural being?" Osamu Dazai stood up, and I was hanging on him while strangling his neck, and he vacated. He coughed twice, and his voice sounded a bit difficult.

"Yes, I was plotted against for a moment of carelessness." I said with a sad face, but I did not forget to explain my situation clearly, "The enemy is a yellow-haired, flat-headed man who looks about 20 years old. People, according to everyone's accents at the time, they were suspected to be Russians. The superhuman ability should be the reverse growth of people, and according to my estimation, it is about 10 minutes back to the level of a year."

"Foreign forces..." Osamu Dazai whispered.

"Yeah." After I finished speaking, I paused for a moment, a little reluctant, but considering that I will be unable to move, I will definitely ask others for help, so I finished the follow-up words dullly, "I am chasing and killing I ran into it in the process of [The Rat of the Dead House]."

"Xiao Qian, why are you suddenly interested in that kind of mouse?"

"..." It can't be said that you in another world reminded me, right?I looked solemn, "Because I keep cats."

"...It's like this." Osamu Dazai nodded seriously, "So what are you going to do now, Xiaoqian?"

"Find that mouse and get rid of it." I said coldly, took out my phone, turned it on, and it showed that the sending was successful.

I just sent the description of that person's appearance and the status of his abilities to Mr. Ango. I hope to get feedback soon... After all, they have registered records of people with abilities.

If there is no one there... it proves that there is a big problem with this [Rat of the Dead House].

"Xiaoqian's current voice is so cute when she says that."

"..." I silently increased the strength in my hand, "Oh, it seems that people's behavior will become childish after aging. I can't control it at all."

"Cough cough cough—" the other party coughed when I pinched him, turned his head slightly to look at me who was hanging behind him, and said with a smile in his voice, "So Xiaoqian, are you planning to ride me to find someone?"

"What is riding? It sounds too ugly." I looked straight ahead and said deeply, "Carry me on your back."

"Yes--" the other party responded with a good temper.

After being picked up, I felt something was wrong——no, this is not the usual Dazai-san!

Is he up to some conspiracy?Still want to see me joke?

"So is there any clue?" Dazai-san asked.

"Huh?" I was stunned for a moment and recovered, and began to tell the other party about my discovery, "Hmm... wait a minute and I'll explain it to you carefully."

I explained how I received the news and then tracked down the other party, this time specific to the scene at the time and the suspicious issues around.

In the process of talking to Mr. Dazai, I also recalled some small details.

"Ah...speaking of it..." I raised my head and frowned, "That person's actions...seemed a bit deliberate."

"So that's how it is... so I knew Xiaoqian that you were looking for it, so I deliberately set you up for you, right?"

"..." I tugged at the other person's hair in silence.

"Hiss—Xiao Qian, you are really only ten years old now."

"I was only ten years old!" I said confidently, and then suddenly felt a little sad, "Ah... It seems that my mental age has really degenerated..."

If it was according to my usual words, no matter how presumptuous I am, I would not dare to do this.

And I always feel a little sleepy after talking too much in one breath... Ah, yes, I still have the habit of taking a nap when I am ten years old.

While I was arguing with Mr. Dazai, there was a reply on the phone.

There was a reply from the Supernatural Business Division—there is indeed such a supernatural being with this ability, named Urashima, but his appearance description does not match my description.

It seems to be the same as what Mr. Dazai said, the other party has already figured out my intentions and deliberately set me up for me to exploit.

Damn—don't let me know who the leader of this broken organization is!

"Xiaoqian, are you asking for help from the Supernatural Secret Service Division?" Osamu Dazai took a look at the phone in my hand, with a slightly surprised tone.

"How is that possible? Just because I like Mr. Anwu's wool doesn't mean that I will directly use the power of the Supernatural Secret Service." I muttered, grabbed my mobile phone, and typed with one hand, "But even if I know this now, I will It’s also impossible to go out for activities by yourself... There’s no need to contact your subordinates, and it’s not okay to hire people from the detective agency..."

"Xiaoqian, I'm also from the detective agency." Osamu Dazai reminded over there.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Dazai. You are my father's friend, and at the same time my friend, so we have not known each other for years. Why should we be so clear!" I said righteously.

"..." Osamu Dazai was silent for a while, and then said with emotion, "Xiaoqian, did you look like this when you were ten years old?"

My typing hands paused, and I said, "No."

"No." I remembered what happened back then, repeated, and retorted seriously, "At that time, I didn't like to talk much."

Immersed in my own world, I refused to communicate with outsiders until Brother Ling and his friends patiently guided me until I was willing to speak.

"But now is not the time to discuss what I was like when I was ten years old." I reacted, and immediately continued to type, with a serious tone, "I want to call Akutagawa, Mr. Dazai, please cooperate...ah, it's connected, hello ? Akutagawa?"

[Fukuya——] Akutagawa roared reflexively halfway through, got stuck, and his gloomy tone became somewhat suspicious, 【Who are you? 】

"..." Good Akutagawa!I remember you Akutagawa!With a straight face, I tried to lower my voice so that my immature voice didn't sound too disobedient, "Shut up, Akutagawa! Do you want to see Mr. Dazai? He's in my hands now!"

【What do you want to do--】

"Mr. Dazai has something to say to you."

【What? !Mr. Dazai...]

Before the other party finished speaking, I cut off the phone and blocked the other party's number.

"Huh... that's fine, he should go to my location. Then he will meet that supernatural person, and according to Akutagawa's temper, he will definitely fight with that supernatural person. I will sit on the edge of the fisherman Li..." As I spoke, I rubbed my eyes, feeling drowsy again.

Oops... It looks like that ability has something else to do with it...

To eliminate the ability, one must either catch someone and let him touch the ability, or the person with the ability will die directly.

But I can't kill at all in the state of a child...

"Xiaoqian? Are you sleepy? Then go to sleep."

I subconsciously closed my eyes, and when I heard a familiar voice, I struggled to cheer up: "No, you can't take Mr. Dazai..."

"Xiaoqian, your obsession has gone astray." The other party's voice sounded a little helpless, "It's okay, leave it to me."

"Hmm..." Although I was a bit reluctant, the exhaustion and endless tiredness of my body swept over me. In the end, I couldn't resist and closed my eyes.

……

When I woke up, I was in the hospital.

I stood up clutching my aching head, and there was the sound of footsteps at the door. The two people who walked in were quite familiar to me—they were Mr. Ango's subordinates.

I knew this meant that the matter had been resolved, and while I was relieved, I also felt a sense of frustration——in the end, the matter was resolved by Mr. Dazai.

"Miss Liutiao, are you alright?"

"There is nothing other than doubts about my abilities... Where is Mr. Ango?"

The supernatural person named Urashima, who was beaten by Akutagawa and almost died because he cheated on me, was finally handed over to the Supernatural Secret Service Division, but I have the right to interrogate him .

Although I didn't get any information even if I came forward, I only knew that the leader of the Rat of Dead Things was a person named [Fyodor].

I heard the name should be a Russian... I wrote down the name seriously, and at the same time, I made up an image of what a Russian boy should have in my mind.

I heard that fighting between Russians and bears is a daily routine for the common people... Then Fyodor should be able to do it too.

Reminiscent of the series of daily challenges I saw when I checked Twitter and Youtube, jumping naked into the snow to swim in the snow on a snowy day, jumping off the roof and falling into the snow in the winter...

"Hmm...it feels like a formidable enemy." I murmured solemnly.

"Well, yes." Mr. Ango will not know what I think in my heart, but it does not prevent him from inferring everything based on the existing clues.

"Ah, Mr. Ango." When I saw someone coming, I immediately communicated with him, "Are you missing anything based on Urashima's items?"

Ango Sakaguchi frowned: "The communication between the other party and him is not in person, but by other means."

"It's like this... well, I see." I sighed, realizing that the clue was interrupted again, I rubbed my temples with a headache, "I will continue to investigate this matter, if you have any clues If you have any news, please let me know."

Sakaguchi Ango nodded: "Yes."

"By the way, did the chief farmer agree to talk to me?" I stared at Ango Sakaguchi, and said word by word, "It's about that-event."

"..." Ango Sakaguchi and I looked at each other for a while, then lowered our eyelids and adjusted our glasses, "The Chief Farmer will consider it."

"It's really the answer of panacea... I haven't even pursued the matter of you selling me to Mori Ogai."

"...That's not the news revealed by the farming chief." Speaking of this matter, Ango Sakaguchi was obviously still a little bit brooding, and his tone was a little weaker.

"But it is indeed the Supernatural Secret Service Division?" I lowered my tone and prolonged my voice.

The other party's expression changed a little, and he stopped talking.

I didn't press for it either.After all, the other party has been plucked by me many times because of this incident.

"In short - when the farming chief thinks he can discuss this matter with me, please contact me again. I'm ready at any time." I waved my hand and left.

After I left the territory of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, I went back to the scene of the crime where I got the supernatural ability and checked it again, but found nothing.

"Cut, it's really clean..." This time it can be said that I was completely led by the nose. I was a little unhappy, and left with my hands in my coat pockets.

When I walked out of the alley, I noticed a thin young man with a fluffy white hat walking towards me.

The other party had black hair and purple eyes, and his bangs were a little too long, almost covering his eyes. There was a faint smile on his face, his complexion was a little pale, and he looked a little sick.

Because of the unique temperament of the other party, I glanced at him more.

I always feel... a bit like Mr. Dazai.

Of course it's not the appearance, but the feeling... like Mr. Dazai's inexplicable sense of danger when he was in Hong Kong and Hei.

"Meet you for the first time." Just when the young man passed me by, I heard such a greeting, the voice was very soft, if I hadn't been paying attention all the time, I might have thought it was an illusion.

I turned my head suddenly, and saw that the thin young man in the white hat had already mixed into the crowd and disappeared.

I stood where I was, frowned, tried my best to ignore the uncomfortable peacekeeping feeling, turned my head and walked away.

"Hmph, wearing that kind of hot and sweaty hat in summer is either weak or stupid."