[Bungo Stray Dogs] Animal Three Musketeers

Of course, Natsume Mizusui was not so obedient, allowing himself to board the plane that was equivalent to being far away from the flames of war.

Mori's arrangement is accurate, using Hatta Honke to divert the most uncertain factors away."I want to meet you" from an unknown relative is full of irresistible temptation.At least for Natsume Mizumi, who has never met other elders except Tsujimura, it is like a fish to a hungry cat.

Half a day had passed by now, and Oda, carrying the "Silver Oracle", probably went to the inn where Ango was staying.

The information known about Minic is so old that even the time is unclear.Natsume Mizusui, who had no idea who had the audacity to use her as a scapegoat, quickly thought of Nosuke Sakaguchi who was undercover in Minic.

……

How dare you be bigger than her? !

Now Natsume Mizusui's personality tends to be mellow and gentle, and he seldom does things that involve government departments, let alone a military police with "hound dogs".Once discovered, it is not something that can be solved by sitting in prison.

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Sailor Natsume Mizu put his mouth in the shape of a trumpet, "Manager!"

The store manager, who was dizzy from the coffee cup, obviously didn't get any response, so she could only smile and tell the girl who was quietly playing with the coffee cup, "This is my friend, he will take care of you instead of me. Sorry, I have to board the plane."

The existence of the Hatta family made her somewhat restrained, but her father's brothers, sisters and even relatives were not ordinary people who could be easily eliminated.

"Have eyes."

Fukuzawa Yukichi said abruptly, "Should we solve it first?"

"It's not good to fight and kill."

……The flaw in this sentence is too great to be expressed in words. Natsume Mizusui may have killed more people than him. This is a vicious dog who used to be vicious.Once he put down the butcher's knife, he was able to say such goose bumps.

"It's indeed a trouble." Natsume Shuishui continued to explain, "But without this person, Dr. Mori can't rest assured."

Although he never cared about her.Both parties have suspicious and fickle personalities, and being able to have trust itself is a laughing stock.

"...Are you planning to go back?"

"Of course? I came here just to bring the children to you. It's too worrying to leave them to other people."

"Then your luggage?"

"What? Do you actually think it's ordinary luggage? It's actually just a stone box stuffed with ordinary luggage weight, nothing in it."

Fukuzawa Yukichi's mood suddenly collapsed as if he had been punched hard by someone, and a large black cloud was spread over his head, but his face still did not show, "Be careful."

Having not experienced fighting for many years, anyone who has learned martial arts will gradually forget some knowledge. Even with the support of the ability engraved in the bone, it is difficult to match the past.

"Thank you." Natsume Mizusui's brisk voice came from behind Fukuzawa Yukichi, and the dusk passed quietly at their feet, and the kimonos were covered with a dark golden layer.

It's like an egg yolk that is accidentally burnt in the kitchen.She couldn't help laughing, and walked slowly towards the station.

But the moment she approached the tram, her feet suddenly retracted, and the sharp eyes that were half closed to hide the golden light flashed faintly at this moment.

Without the slightest scruple, the soldiers who hid their hand wooden warehouses in their tattered coats were standing in the car and vigilantly looking at any exit and entrance. It seemed that their hair color and appearance were too conspicuous. They quickly discovered the target of their trip to Tokyo. Without hesitation, he rushed out of the car door that was about to close, followed by other people guarding the entrance and exit.

... old and cunning.

Natsume Shuishui, who was running, scolded in his heart an unscrupulous doctor who set up a chess game on the roof of the PortMafia office building. He was really trying to stop it—even if it caused unnecessary riots among ordinary people, it could be included in the arrangement within the plan.Seeing the familiar technique, I was about to blow my mind out of the water.

Soldiers who have experienced the battlefield are the most difficult to solve in the struggle. The mobile phone in the pocket is ringing. Natsume Mizusui quickly finds a small gap between the buildings where animals can hide. The middle part extends only for one person to stand. Fang Dong engulfed Natsume Suishui, and Natsume Suishui, who got a moment of respite, exhaled.

The screen shows an unknown phone number.Natsume Suisui felt that the number seemed to have been seen somewhere before, and pressed the answer button before the ringtone was about to pass.

"Eh—Ms. Natsume, isn't it?"

Osamu Dazai was in his youth, his voice already had some masculine characteristics, but it still sounded childish, lively and joyful.

"Yes, Dazai-kun? Did you call the wrong number?"

"Calling the wrong number at a time like this is messing around, I won't do that." The boy yelled dissatisfiedly on the other end, and his voice became louder in an instant, "Speaking of this! Where are the children going? La?"

...Didn't Dr. Sen tell him?

Natsume Mizusui frowned, only to realize that Dazai was also on the vertical and horizontal chessboard, but it just happened to bring an even more terrifying difficulty to this battle for time.

The direction of the world is completely different from the original one, and whether Osamu Dazai will choose to be like the if line is completely uncertain.

Like an uncontrollable killer—Osamu Dazai has such a terrifying ability.

"In the amusement park." Natsume Mizumi also replied in a relaxed tone, "I let the detective agency deal with it for the time being, but it seems that the first target they attacked did not choose the group of children as I thought... Sakunosuke how's it going?"

"Hospital? Haven't woken up yet. Eh-? Mrs. Natsume is too modest, obviously you are someone who can strongly influence Odasaku, so you should be with that detective agency president, right?" .”

Ah, totally forgot about myself.

Natsume Shuishui was a little taken aback, "Is that so? Mr. Dazai can really talk."

"Sweet talk won't work, huh? Odasaku, are you awake?"

"I'm talking to Odasaku's parents?"

"Wow! Snatching mobile phones is forbidden!"

……

Noisy voices echoed in my ears. After a while, it should have been a fight, and the calm and flustered voice of my own child came over, "Dazai didn't say anything, did he?"

"Eh? You can say you have a cold?" Natsume Mizusui quickly entered the role that Osamu Dazai wanted, "If it's just a cold, you don't have to hide it like this, right? The children are fine, but I'm in a hotel right now. I'll be on the plane in an hour, and you won't hear my call for a few hours later."

"...Really." Oda Sakunosuke moved the phone away and let out a long breath, turned his head and saw his friend's smiling eyes again, and picked up the phone quickly as if he was hiding something, "Be careful?"

"……what."

Natsume Shuishui had golden words floating all over her body, ready to turn into supernatural powers all the time, and the regular and orderly footsteps from the other direction also slipped into her keen ears following the sound of hanging up the phone.

"I will pay attention."

In this battle, neither can lose each other.

—and you must live.