"I already know about the two Chuya-kuns."

"You don't have to look at me like this, Chuuya-kun. I won't do anything to guests from another world, but it's rare to see you like this."

"However, although I won't do anything to that Chuuya-kun, you also understand that there are many people besides me who are ready to do something."

"As you know, experimental creations with supernatural powers and man-made gods are the envy of countless people. Can you guarantee that you can completely protect him?"

Nakahara Zhongya was sitting on his sofa, with an open bottle of red wine on the coffee table and a glass of red wine in his hand, thinking about what the boss said to him when he called him up.

"Zhongya-kun, I called you here to tell you that the Special Agent Division has noticed the Nakahara Chuuya. What you want to do next is what you want to do. The Port Mafia can guarantee that it will report to the Nakahara-kun at any time.

Open your arms, but you know what the conditions are." The leader in charge of Yokohama Night held his chin with his hands and looked straight at the most loyal cadre of the Port Mafia with his purple eyes.

And what is your answer?

Zhongyuan Zhongya bowed slightly stiffly and said in a dry voice: "...Yes, I understand."

Nakahara Zhongya squeezed the glass with his hand, suddenly stood up and drank it all in one gulp. After putting down the glass, he picked up his coat and put it on his back. He picked up his mobile phone and pressed the text message interface to send a message. He walked to the underground garage and casually

I picked a car, sat down and started it.

Zhongyuan Zhong also decided to take direct action.

No one can escape the grip of gravity, and neither can protection.

"Super powers, super reasoning"

Mr. Detective with green eyes and Arasuke looked at each other. Arasuke did not panic at all, but looked at him with interest, with an arrogant smile on his lips: "Oh! You are the Edogawa Ranpo of the Armed Detective Agency.

Bar!"

Of course Arasuke doesn't panic, in a sense, he is a man with golden fingers!

In order to prevent certain special groups from knowing about them, the person who placed them would conceal their whereabouts, so Arasuke was very generous and allowed Edogawa to wander around and look at them at will, and he couldn't tell anyway.

Ranpo wore his glasses and looked at them for a while, then suddenly took them off angrily: "You can't see anything! Everything is covered! This is a challenge! Ranpo-sama takes it!"

Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "Mr. Ranpo, would you like to eat something first?"

Edogawa Ranpo strode over and sat down opposite Arasuke. He took the snacks on the table and started eating: "Wait! Ranpo-sama will definitely do it. Oh, this is not sweet enough at all! Absolutely.

I will see clearly the secret in you!"

Okay, okay, you can watch whatever you want, it’s so cool to purr and suck on the cat! The random cat is so cute! The expression when eating snacks is so cute!

Dazai Osamu said to Arasuke: "Chuuya, go buy a wave soda for Mr. Ranpo. I want a bottle too."

"ha?!"

What?! No, Cat, Cat, Cat, I haven’t sucked enough!

Dazai Osamu waved the hand with the command spell and looked at Arrasuke with a smile, "Chuuya~"

"Tsk," Arasuke said reluctantly knowing that Dazai Osamu wanted to get away from him, "I know! Drink, drink, drink, I won't kill you!"

Osamu Dazai did not confront him and said, "Remember not to leave for too long. You should still remember the command spell from before, right?"

"I know, I know!" The orange-haired boy clicked his tongue, said impatiently, stood up and left the dessert shop.

Edogawa Ranpo was eating dessert and looking at them, and suddenly said: "You..."

Dazai Osamu raised his index finger in front of his lips, "Mr. Ranpo..." He tilted his head, "Shh~~"

Edogawa snorted randomly, "I'm too lazy to care about you!"

When Arasuke came back after shopping and wandering outside for a while, Edogawa Ranpo had already disappeared. Arasuke casually put the purchased things on the table and snorted: "Are you done talking?"

"Yes." Osamu Dazai stretched, "Chuuya, let's go."

"Where to go?"

Osamu Dazai shrugged, "I don't know, just take it as a walk!"

Arasuke rolled his eyes and followed Dazai Osamu without saying anything. Wait, no, he wasn’t here for dinner? So in the end, he said he was going to invite him to dinner, but he didn’t get anything to eat!

So I’m just a tool person, right?! The kind who doesn’t need to eat!

Arasuke just wanted to express his anger, but found that Osamu Dazai suddenly stopped. Arasuke looked up in confusion and found that he was taken to a place very close to the sea by Osamu Dazai. From here, he could just see the Port Mafia.

The five buildings, especially the building where Osamu Dazai, the leader of the if line, chose to jump, can be seen most clearly.

Osamu Dazai turned his back to him, "Chuuya, look."

What to see? Is there anything interesting to see?

"If you have something to say, just say it. What are you looking at? Are you bothered by having to turn around while talking, you bastard?!"

Osamu Dazai did not mock the single-celled slug for not being able to understand human speech, but said,

"Zhongya, look, was it the same weather when your leader jumped down?"

The orange-haired and blue-eyed heroic spirit suddenly stopped and asked, "What?"

Osamu Dazai turned around and said with a smile on his face: "When your leader, Osamu Dazai, the leader of the Port Mafia, jumped off the building at dusk, the weather must have been like this, right?"

Osamu Dazai wanted to try and free "Nakahara Chuuya" in his own way.

The heroic spirit looked at Osamu Dazai expressionlessly, and amid the roar of sports cars, Nakahara Chuuya also arrived.

Very good, Arasuke thought in his mind, the audience is here.

Nakahara Chuuya stood next to Dazai Osamu, pressed his hat and asked: "What's going on? Dazai, what are you doing?!"

Why is it that I feel completely different after not seeing this person for a few days?!

Dazai Osamu did not answer Nakahara Chuuya's question. He opened his arms towards the heroic spirit and said, "Think about it, think about it carefully, do heroic spirits really exist? Are the command spells real? Are you really Nakahara Chuuya?"

"

"Or is all of this a lie?"

Osamu Dazai gave a big smile, "Or is this all just a poor ghost's self-fantasy?!"

The heroic spirit's inorganic blue eyes looked at Dazai Osamu, and suddenly raised his right hand. This movement was very familiar to Nakahara Chuuya, which made him reflexively rush forward to hold down the heroic spirit's hand. However, when he moved, the heroic spirit followed suit, back and forth.

, the cloth on the heroic spirit's arm was torn open, and the black lines were exposed to the blue sky.

Nakahara Chuuya's throat was a little dry as he looked at the marks on Arrasuke's arm. This kind of mark was very familiar to him - this was clearly what would appear when the filth was activated!

How come it appears now?!

No, it doesn’t appear now. It should be said that it has always been there, but it was just covered by the sleeves.

Zhongyuan Zhongya also felt that maybe he had been thinking wrong all along.

"you--?!"

Nakahara Zhongya raised his head and met the heroic spirit's blue eyes that were exactly the same as his, "Who are you?!"

Perhaps because he heard a familiar voice, the heroic spirit struggled to show a smile on his expressionless face, "Heroic Spirit Nakahara Chuuya, obey the call, and the contract is established."

That smile is not like a bird, but like the light feathers of a bird. His smile is like a piece of white paper, making people feel that everything about him is false.*

Nakahara Chuuya felt cold all over, and he and Osamu Dazai looked at each other.

Repeated, repeated again.
Chapter completed!