Stable Polarized Practice

This is an office building with a red brick exterior.

The first floor is a coffee shop with only a few sets of tables and chairs. Although the sparrow is small and well-equipped, the owner of the coffee shop has a straight back and neatly combed hair. position, he meticulously grinds the coffee beans in his hand, with a calm and pious expression, as if he is doing something sacred, so the coffee ground with this attitude and technique is also fragrant and delicious. I like to have a cup of coffee in my spare time and relax my nerves.

"Well, everyone...does anyone want to accept this commission?"

Atsushi Nakajima held up the entrustment document and asked again, a cold sweat dripped from the back of his head. As expected, he didn't get any response.

"This, this commission..."

The man-tiger boy was about to burst into tears in his heart. Ever since the crisis of the white whale crash in Yokohama was resolved, almost all members of the club seemed to have entered a period of slack. Basically, he and Mr. Kunikida resolved every entrustment. Even the reliable Tanizaki-kun smiled apologetically and said that he would go shopping with his sister... In short, he has been overworked for a long time!Is there really no one willing to help him share it!

"Dun-jun, we believe in you~"

Osamu Dazai rested his chin on the table, his back bent into an arc, and the hem of the sand-colored long windbreaker was already ankle-reaching. After sitting down, he lazily lay on the table. He touched the ground, and was even stepped on several times by himself. He opened his mouth and bit the straw hanging by his mouth, and took a big gulp of happiness—the straw was tied in the middle, and it just happened to get stuck on the rim of the cup. , just enough to protrude a long part from the bottom of the cup wall, so that the guy who doesn't even bother to raise his head after drinking a drink can continue to be lazy, Dazai Osamu said in a long voice:

"—Dun-jun will definitely be able to do well."

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

"Because it's a period of slack recently, so I will leave it to you who are energetic."

The woman with the golden butterfly hair ornament frowned and drank a glass of milk in one breath, then picked up the napkin and wiped off the milk mustache on her upper lip, and took a long breath with Akiko Yosano, leaning back against the coffee cup while pressing her temples. Sitting on the soft backrest of the living room, he said in a lazy tone: "Ah, the hangover is so bad..."

"Master Ranbu also wants orange juice." The black-haired young man in a British-style detective outfit raised his hand like a primary school student, and said loudly to the smiling waitress who asked "what else do you want?" juice!"

Atsushi Nakajima despaired.

"Just, even if you just go with me..."

"Hmm..." At this time, Edogawa Ranpo suddenly turned his head to look at him, squinted his eyes and stared at the sweating young man and tiger for a long time, and then said alms: "Since you want someone to accompany you so much Let's go together, then Lord Ranpo will--"

Mr. Ranpo is willing to accompany me to complete the commission!Obviously such a headstrong Mr. Ranpo!

"Mr. Ranpo!" Atsushi Nakajima was almost moved to tears. He tearfully hugged the power of attorney, and the black-haired young man who was sitting in a childish posture was almost cast with a layer of holy light in his eyes, as if God The angel sent to rescue him, indeed Mr. Ranpo is——

"—I'll lend you a knife." Lord Ranpo said.

Atsushi Nakajima: "Huh?"

"Although the murderous aura is a bit strong, it is also difficult to control, and there is also a hidden bad personality..." Edogawa ranpo held two glasses of drinks of different colors, biting two straws to drink juices with different flavors together, vaguely Said: "But it is also a sharp sword that is very useful. It doesn't matter if I lend it to you."

"Sword? Personality?" Atsushi Nakajima almost turned his eyes away from mosquito coils. He couldn't understand what Mr. Ranpo was talking about. How could a sword have a personality?And he has the power of a tiger, so he doesn't need any weapons at all, right?

"The knife is on the fourth floor now." Edogawa Ranpo raised his index finger and pointed to the ceiling: "You go to him, Haruno and the others are playing a game of changing clothes for him, he will like cats. "

Atsushi Nakajima: "...?"

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The fourth floor is where the Armed Detective Agency is located. From the outside of the red brick and old tile office building, it is really hard to imagine that the famous "Armed Detective Agency" is located in such an ordinary and simple place.

Atsushi Nakajima stood in front of the door of the detective agency, holding the green-painted wall with his right hand, feeling the uneven and rough wall under his hands, and heard a faint laughing sound coming from behind the door. I don't know if I should open the door.

The tangled man and tiger boy fell into confusion.

What did Mr. Ranpo mean by what he said, a knife, a bit murderous?Sharp and with character?Dress up game?Love felines?

How can a knife have character?Can this knife speak?And the game of changing clothes by Ms. Haruno... Kyoka was also put on a cute dress by Ms. Haruno. If it was a sword, could it be that she was decorating the handle and scabbard?

But he was rated as liking cats... Ah, Mr. Ranpo is implying that his supernatural power will get him a good impression?So it's human, right?It's just that Mr. Ranpo called it a "sword and sword", otherwise it wouldn't make sense, it can't be both a sword and a person, right?

Atsushi Nakajima stood outside the door and struggled for a long time. Mr. Ranpo's evaluation made him draw a strange look in his heart, probably a sword-shaped anthropomorphic person who looks a bit like Akutagawa... This type is really a bit It was scary, so he didn't want to see the scene inside the door, but in the end, the idea of ​​"hoping someone will go with him to solve the commission" prevailed, and Atsushi Nakajima pushed the door open with firm eyes.

"..."

There was a lot of noise inside the door, the clerks and ladies of the detective agency were all in a circle, chattering about something, only Mr. Kunikida was sitting alone in his seat, his face full of enemies typing frantically on the computer.

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

Atsushi Nakajima: "Well, Mr. Ranpo asked me to come..."

"Oh? It's Atsushi-kun." Haruno Kirako heard Atsushi Nakajima's faint mosquito chirping, turned around with a smile, and greeted him in a friendly way: "Good afternoon~"

"Next, good afternoon." Nakajima answered slowly, he glanced at the tightly surrounded place, and Miss Haruno was saying in a rippling tone that made the back tingle, "Anding-kun, put on this Try a coat." From his position, he could see a blue head. He was relieved and thought that at least he didn't have the same hair color as Akutagawa. After hesitating for a moment, he said hesitantly:

"Mr. Ranpo asked me to come up and find 'a knife'..."

"—Ah, sorry, it should be me."

Right in the center surrounded by the clerks, there was a clear boyish voice. The owner of the voice was finally let go by the girls who were obsessed with real-life dressing. He seemed relieved and couldn't wait. Squeeze out of the "encirclement".

"I'm Yamato Shou'an, I'm the 'sword' that Mr. Ranpo said--" The boy with blue hair was wearing a white kimono, holding a light blue coat tightly in his arms. He wears a metal flower-patterned forehead, and his hands are covered with steel gauntlets. The wide sleeves of the kimono are a little wrinkled. With a knife, the whole person's attire seems to be somewhat similar to that of President Fukuzawa.

The blue-haired boy seemed to have lingering fears about being surrounded and asked to change clothes just now, his right hand was still nervously pressing on the handle of the knife, and he put it down easily until now, he blinked his big sky blue eyes, and looked away To Atsushi Nakajima: "Excuse me—"

As soon as he said two words, there was a sudden pause in his gentle and soft voice. Atsushi Nakajima saw the guy in front of him raise his eyebrows suddenly, and then his gaze changed, sharp and excited, and his expression was also curious Eager to try, Atsushi Nakajima keenly noticed that the blue-haired boy in front of him seemed to be subconsciously exuding a faint murderous aura, and he heard a deep voice that dropped eight tunes in vain:

"What's wrong with Mr. Ranpo asking you to come to me, little cat—huh? Strange, why did I call you little cat?"

The blue-haired boy was also taken aback for a moment. He stood there and blinked in confusion: "Why do I think you look like a kitten? There is also an urge to join hands with you?"

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

……

"An easy-to-use sharp sword?"

As soon as Atsushi Nakajima left, Osamu Dazai, who was lying on the table, blinked his starry eyes, and cupped his reddish cheeks with both hands in anticipation:

"It must be very suitable for suicide, right? As long as a gentle touch on the carotid artery, there will be a beautiful and hot red gushing out, like a hot rose blooming in the neck, and I can also happily meet death -"

"Dazai, don't touch him." Edogawa Ranpo sipped the juice and said, "If you touch him, there will be a 'swoosh', leaving only a sharp sword."

"Is that so?" The man in the sand-colored trench coat asked with a frivolous smile, "If this is the case, doesn't it make me more interested?"

Like Mr. Mori's Alice, the human form that will disappear due to "disqualification in the world", and the entity of the sword it relies on—it's like using the sword as a medium to summon the sleeping Fusangshen, a mysterious ancient onmyoji.

The man with iris eyes smiled and propped his chin.

I'm really curious, such a thing as the sword and the mourning god.

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"Strange, how can there be a time retrograde army here?"

Dao Fu Sangshen with red nails hid behind the corner of the wall, secretly watching a group of snake-bone-shaped marching troops with short blades in their mouths.

"Four, five, six, a whole team of enemy short knives, is already the high-end combat power of the time-traveling army in night battles?"

California Qingguang frowned.

"There shouldn't be any changes at this time that will affect events in history... What is the reason why the time retrograde army appears here?"

……

"The time-traveling army started hunting for the sword in practice?"

The god judge who was covered with a protective paper stood up "teng", and couldn't help pacing up and down in front of the table anxiously. After a few laps, he asked the little boy squatting on the table in a serious tone. fox:

"Funosuke, when did this start?"

"Starting from Fusangshen who was the first batch to set out to practice, Lord Judge." Foxosuke said: "There have been a very small number of swords broken during practice before, but practice also has certain risks, only a few strikes The broken knife of the knife did not attract the attention of the time government."

"It's just that now the Government of Time has received accurate information, because the Time Tracing Army has already started hunting down the highnesses who are practicing on a large scale."

"Now I can only get the coordinates of His Highness California." Foxnosuke tilted his head: "Do you want to recall His Highness California? Sir God Judge."