[Comprehensive] Confession Mask

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Yokohama, Nakahara home.

When Nakahara Nakaya received a call from Higuchi Ichiyo and learned that Akutagawa Ryunosuke was "attacked", he was sleeping soundly in his room.

"What are you talking about? We didn't perform missions with Akutagawa today... lying in the street without remembering anything? This really doesn't sound like Akutagawa will encounter a situation."

Nakahara also squinted his eyes and picked up the blindfold he was wearing, and got off the bed while scratching his hair, then walked to the living room, and asked Higuchi, who was Akutagawa's cook, the details: "Akutagawa once said that before he fainted, Have you encountered anything? No, no, no, we didn’t fight because of ghost stories today, but we can’t rule out the possibility that Akutagawa himself was attacked by ghost stories..."

Because the overly nervous voice of Higuchi Kazuyo repelled the drowsiness from the microphone, Nakaya, who was only wearing a nightgown, went to the living room and poured himself a glass of cold water, and caught a glimpse of the man sitting on the sofa with snacks and watching Yuka Mishima from the new play kicked her again and asked——

"...Hey Mishima, do you know any strange stories that make people faint and put them on the side of the road?"

He asked suddenly, and Mishima, who was watching the suspense drama, paused the playback, stuffed a handful of popcorn into his mouth, and then stared at Nakahara Chuya with the eyes of a fool: "Huh? That's so friendly Strange talk, is Mr. Chuya an idiot?"

Veins popped out of Zhongyuan Zhongye's forehead: "...This is not a question I asked, but a question asked by a younger generation. Can't you cooperate a little bit?"

"What's going on?" Mishima asked suspiciously.

"Oh... Akutagawa suddenly fainted on the side of the road and lost his memory before the incident. Doesn't this seem unusual?" Nakahara Chuya held a smartphone in his hand, and Mishima Yukashi listened carefully Then, make another expression of serious thinking...

Then, he raised his fingertips solemnly again: "Maybe, Akutagawa-kun was drunk in broad daylight? Or met a scammer?"

Looking at the natural expression of the off-line woman in front of him, Zhong Yuanzhong also twitched the corners of his mouth.

Then he turned around with a face full of despair, and told Higuchi Ichiyo in the microphone: "As you can hear, our doctor here doesn't know anything about this, or he has no intention of helping... Oh, it hurts! "

Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little wronged, why did Mishima kick him?

Is it easy for him?

Thinking of this, Zhongyuan Zhong, who was really not easy to deal with the two women, could only touch the back of his head and say some comforting words: "Okay, Higuchi, don't worry, I was going to exchange information with Akutagawa, after all, we are facing each other now. The monster is not easy to deal with, I will tell him more precautions, you should also rest early, it is already time to get off work, right?"

Nakahara said something, and then finally sent away that Higuchi who admired Akutagawa too much.

Then he thought to himself...why on earth did he give Higuchi his private phone - he really couldn't stand such a behavior of calling in the middle of the night!

And that Yukao Mishima who stayed up late in his living room and watched several new dramas but didn't have any dark circles under his eyes!Is there any way to calm down that overly energetic guy a bit?

"You're blocking me from watching TV, go away!"

When Nakahara was staring at Mishima, she even reached out to push Nakahara away quite naturally, and forced him to go back into the room.

"Whose house is this..."

Nakahara gave a long sigh, and then put his whole body into the soft bed again—putting on earplugs and an eye mask, and entering into Mishima Yusae's NG mode.

"Forgive me, really..."

……

So the next day, after Chuya Nakahara was harassed, Chuya Nakahara, who felt that he had to come to an education meeting with his own juniors, asked Akutagawa to meet him and Mishima outside.

"Today's goal is to collect civilian intelligence?"

"What, Mr. Chuya, that sounds super dull!"

Yusae Mishima and Ryunosuke Akutagawa said in suspicious tones at the same time.

"It's not a matter of dullness or not! Now we have too little information, and... last time, we were too... and people from the Armed Detective Agency intercepted and killed our torture samples. If we encounter When it comes to ghost stories, we must capture them alive!"

Nakahara Chuya almost accidentally mentioned Osamu Dazai's name, but fortunately he changed his words the moment he saw Akutagawa pricking up his ears, so dangerous.

"And... today I want Akutagawa and Mishima to act together."

Akutagawa:? ? ? ? ?

Mishima: #0v0#!

... If so, the mustard three monsters talk about the hunting team formed under the condition of Akutagawa's confused face!

Akutagawa swore that he saw the "saved" expression from Nakahara Chuya's expression, but before he could ask what was wrong with Nakahara Chuya, he was dragged by the happy Mishima Yusa gone.

"Akutagawa-kun, let's eat crepes right away!"

"...Hey, are we going to work?!"

"Why? You can only work when you are full."

"Hey!"

……

So, [Akutagawa's Wallet] HP-1000.

Akutagawa simply felt that he had encountered an even more difficult opponent than Atsushi Nakajima.

"If you keep messing around, I'll..."

And just when Akutagawa mustered up the courage to try to reject that white-haired girl who was running around again for the first time today, for the first time today, she actually turned her head to look at him—but the two of them only exchanged eyes for a moment, The girl stuffed the crepe in his hand into his mouth, then turned around and walked in front.

"...Hey! Woman!"

This time even Akutagawa couldn't bear it anymore, and finally yelled in the street—but it's just that his curse sentence or Rashomon was not ready, Mishima Yusae had already raised his hand first, to silence Akutagawa.

"Shh, Akutagawa-kun, look here."

She was so angry, and her light words calmed down Akutagawa, who was quite irritable just now. He frowned and disposed of the crepe in his hand, and then followed Mishima's gaze. go--

Then, I saw a pool of blood on the ground in the dark alley blurred by sewage.

"Blood?" Akutagawa slowly raised his eyes and stared intently, his hands in his pockets, motionless.

"This is the 'information' Mr. Chuya asked us to find." The white-haired girl looked back, met Akutagawa's eyebrows, and her clear pupils were indifferent: "Do you understand?"

"Information?" Akutagawa frowned, "A puddle of blood doesn't mean anything."

"Do you think so?" Mishima raised the corner of his mouth, then stretched out his hand and pulled the unwilling Akutagawa, forcing him into the dark alley, then raised his hand and used the different The ability sickle weasel slowly blows away the accumulated water on the ground, revealing the complete appearance of the bloodstains.

It was a pool of blood that looked like it had been fainted for some time.

She smiled and put Akutagawa's shoulders: "Mr. Akutagawa, what can you find based on the traces in this dark alley?"

"According to the amount of bleeding, someone must have died here." Akutagawa answered quickly.

"How many people died? How did they die?"

"do not know."

"When did you die? When exactly?"

"who knows."

"How were the corpses disposed of?"

"…who knows!"

Akutagawa frowned, and the girl hooked his shoulders quite intimately, telling him that he didn't want to check this dark alley carefully, and her suddenly serious and aggressive tone made him quite uncomfortable.

So he answered her question in a fit of anger.

However, Mishima Yusae only smiled kindly when he was perfunctory with Akutagawa.

She secretly exerted force, twisted her arm lightly, put her hand on the back of Akutagawa's neck, pushed him a step forward, and said softly, "Then I will teach you a special lesson." .”

"First of all, there are mainly three important 'information' left to me by this pool of blood."

Mishima stepped forward with his legs on Akutagawa's neck, the leather shoes fell on the blood, and then raised a finger: "First, according to the amount of bleeding and the height of the blood splatter on the wall, two people died here. And people are like this... the arteries are severely injured, and they fall to the ground with a 'plop—' and slowly bleed to death."

She smiled and wiped Akutagawa's neck with a hand knife, and then made a splash gesture, first pointing to the completely diluted blood on the wall, and then pointing to the floor.

"Second," she held up her second finger: "According to the dry color of the blood and the accumulated water on it, we can be sure that the bloodstain was left before the heavy rain two days ago, otherwise the bloodstain would not be left on the concrete floor Traces. But it can’t be the old bloodstains from earlier, after all, I passed by here four days ago, and there is no bloodstain like this here, so the person was probably killed the day before yesterday or the day before yesterday.”

"Third..." Yusa Mishima narrowed his right eye that was not covered by bangs slightly, his eyes showed calmness and confidence, and his small mouth with lip gloss raised a nice arc: "The corpse must have been killed by a supernatural agent." Co dispose of it, in the most confidential form."

"As for the reason, you and I both know the incidents of monster attacks in Yokohama are emerging one after another. In order to reduce the panic of the citizens, the Supernatural Secret Service Division has already dispatched a certain amount of combat power and resources to 'clean up the aftermath' of this incident. I believe that Mr. Mori has As I said, it is an answer that can be obtained without observation.”

"With so much information integrated, the story will come to light."

Mishima squatted on the ground, looking at the blood on the ground with loving eyes: "...that is in this dark alley. Two days ago, two people were killed at night. The cause of death was a ruptured artery."

"After all, there are too many people on this street during the daytime. It is strange to say that if it is during this time, some residents will definitely notice the corpse. However, no citizen mentioned the accident when we walked from the head of the shopping street to here. Stores have never been affected."

"As for the rest...According to my guess, there are a lot of ghost stories that attack people's necks, but after screening, it's not impossible to know which kind of monsters probably did it."

"Then..." Mishima stood up again, and then slowly moved his lips close to Akutagawa's ear, reminding him in a gentle voice: "We have come here along the way, and there are many 'casual clothes' sent by the Supernatural Secret Service." 'Oh, although you were always angry so you didn't notice it, it's apt to show that they didn't manage to capture the ghost that night, they just collected the corpse..."

"So, if we stay here for a day, there should be no accidents, and we should be able to gain something, right?"

After the girl finished speaking, her eyes flickered.

As for Akutagawa, who had always regarded her as a weirdo, he was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

"You actually..."

"Am I actually thinking?"

Mishima Yukae could easily understand even his thoughts, so he tapped his temple with his fingertips with a smile, and then explained with a sweet smile: "I am thinking every moment, the details of the road I have seen And I will never forget, otherwise, how can I be an information dealer with a little achievement?"

Akutagawa paused, then frowned again.

...it's not just thinking and reasoning.

Mishima Yoshikazu, a seemingly heartless woman, let alone that she discovered the haunted place of the ghost talk in such a short period of time, and even deduced the method and characteristics of the ghost talk attack, what is even more frightening is her amazing Intelligence-gathering power—he and she just walked the shopping street once, and she could find bloodstains hidden by stagnant water in the dark alleys, and she could compare changes in community dynamics just by observing and listening, and even Can detect the breath of the casual clothes of the special agent department hiding in the dark...

These are the auras hidden in the dark that even he, who is used to fighting, can't detect.

But she was able to come up with an answer in a short time, and even summarize and formulate a plan of action.

What kind of head is hidden under her face that always looks at ease?

Akutagawa looked at her in surprise, and heard the girl look at him with calm eyes, then smiled slightly, and slowly answered: "However, to be an informant, you need a little bit of skill."

The girl tilted her head slightly, pointed her fingertips on Akutagawa's lips with curved eyebrows, then slowly moved her fingertips to wipe off the crepe cream on the corners of his lips, and then sent it to herself rather ambiguously. in the mouth.

"For example, I think the most important thing is to eat more sweet things? After all, sugar helps you think!"

She said again with a perfect smile on the face of an angel.

But this time, Akutagawa will no longer regard her as a senior who can only play and mess around. Instead, when he looks at the girl in front of him, his eyes are a little more respectful.

This person... really looks a bit like Mr. Dazai.

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The author has something to say: Akutagawa dd has one more person who started cooking today

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