Stable Polarized Practice

Akutagawa Ryunosuke put his hands in the outer pockets of the black jacket, and the black windbreaker with long hem was wrapped around him, which made him look thinner. He always clenched his right fist against his mouth and coughed lightly, with the tails of hair hanging on both sides of his cheeks It gradually turns white, which is a proof of being too malnourished in childhood.

If the blue-haired rookie from the Armed Detective Agency had a fight with Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, he wouldn't intervene.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't know the purpose of the leader's order, even though he now also understands solutions other than violence, and has learned to use his brain to think, and is no longer purely a sharp knife that only knows how to kill-but this is not the same. It means that he can understand what people of Mori Ogai's level are thinking about.

As long as he obeys orders, Akutagawa Ryunosuke thought.

"Why didn't you do it?" Izumi Kyoka asked Shibusawa Ryuhiko when he had just fought with the blue-haired newcomer to the detective agency.

"After you choose the Armed Detective Agency, I can't tell you these things." Akutagawa Ryunosuke replied calmly, standing not far from the battlefield.

"You said before that you would tear up Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's internal organs and end his life completely, but now you are standing here motionless. This is not something you would do." The girl's unwavering voice was behind him Sounded: "So it's an order."

It is impossible for Akutagawa Ryunosuke to come here just to stand by and watch, so he must have received some order that caused him to come here with killing intent, but he did not choose to do anything when he saw Shibusawa Ryuhiko.

She didn't do anything either. In the situation just now, Yasha Shirayuki couldn't participate in the battle at all-Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's speed was too fast, and the blue-haired rookie's speed was too fast, rushing in will only disrupt the rhythm of his attack, It might even become a hindrance, Quan Jinghua tightly gripped the mobile phone hanging around her neck.

So what now?The red mist gathered and wrapped the battlefield airtightly. At the moment when the situation in the center of the battlefield could not be discerned, should she let Yasha Baixue do it?

Quan Jinghua turned her head to look at the place surrounded by layers of red mist. Now there is only a large group of red cotton-like clouds, and it is impossible to distinguish what is going on inside—to prevent Akutagawa from intervening, the port mafia is planning What?Was it aimed at the sudden newcomer to the Armed Detective Agency, or had someone else been chosen to deal with the situation?

The time left for her to think was very short, because only a few seconds later, when a figure with a flashing red light appeared in the air, the plan of the port mafia could be discerned.

——Someone else is in charge of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko.

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"Hey—it's so amazing." An Ding stared curiously at Qing Guang floating in the air in front of him: "It's flying like this."

"Hey hey, that's right, I also think it's amazing." The black-haired and red-eyed Fu Sangshen blinked his beautiful red eyes, and turned his gaze to his little friend who was standing on the ground looking up at him:

"How is it? Anding wants to fly?"

"Huh? Qingguang can also make things other than himself fly?" An Ding was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand and pointed at himself in surprise: "Can you make me fly?"

"Of course!" Qing Guang immediately landed excitedly, and looked at his little friend expectantly: "Do you want to try An Ding?"

"Uh, but Qingguang, your smile is too bright..." An Ding couldn't help taking a step back: "I always feel that your thinking seems a bit strange."

"What's so strange? This is just to express my happiness!" The red-eyed Fu Sangshen immediately retorted with a long tail, then blinked his eager red eyes and urged: "An Ding, hurry up and decide! How about it?" , do you want to fly?"

"……think."

"Hehehe, wouldn't it be good to be honest?" Qing Guang showed an expression of "that's true", approached with a smile, stretched out his fingers painted with bright red nail polish, and lightly tapped on the blue-haired Fu Sangshen Heart: "Like this——"

Starting from a small piece of skin touched by fingertips and forehead, the dark red gravitational light quickly spread to Lanfa Fusangshen's whole body, Anding blinked his round blue eyes, and said hesitantly: " It's like, I don't feel anything..."

"Is that so?" The black-haired and red-eyed Fu Sangshen thought for a while, then took a step closer, and suddenly stretched out his hands to pinch a part of the waist through the blue and white mountain-patterned feathers. In the exclamation of "Huh?!", he swung towards the sky with force——

"Wait, wait, wait - hey, fly, fly?"

The exclamation stopped abruptly, An Ding was floating sideways in the air in a daze, the soft blue radiance also fluttered freely, the entire blade lost its gravity, and the dark red light covered his body—but because he was not familiar with this A feeling of weightlessness, An Ding floated in the air and began to spin uncontrollably sideways.

stable:"……"

He tried to correct himself to an upright orientation, but failed. He swayed his hands and feet a few times like a novice learning to swim. Seeing Qing Guang standing on the ground, he couldn't help turning his head to cover up a snickering cough.

"Ahem, that, An Ding...you look so interesting."

"Don't stand on the ground and laugh at me!" Fu Sang, with fluffy hair, complained vigorously, but had to ask for help to the culprit who was snickering: "Qing Guang, help me..."

"Okay, okay, here we come~" Da Dao, who had expected this to happen a long time ago, responded in a brisk tone, and then the red light of the supernatural power spread on his body, and he flew up steadily. Anding, who was defeated by weightlessness, was treated like a life-saving straw, and was hugged tightly by Fu Sangshen who couldn't control his direction.

"Why can you fly without being affected at all?" An Ding puffed up his cheeks unconvinced, his hands and feet were still firmly wrapped around his little friend: "I can't even stand up straight."

"Well... maybe it's because I can use this kind of power now?" The black-haired red-eyed Da Dao blinked: "And I'm familiar with it before, Mr. Chuya sometimes uses supernatural powers like this, maybe it's just because of it." The more you get familiar with it~"

——No, Mr. Chuya doesn’t use supernatural powers to fly very much. Mr. Chuya is more used to crushing enemies with supernatural powers. Your argument doesn’t work.

Supported by Ryunosuke Akutagawa, Nakahara, who was in a particularly weak state after the fierce battle with the dragon, also complained in his heart.

What happened?Why did the humanoid ability that had been raised for a while suddenly learn his ability?What did he miss?Why doesn't he know anything? !

Originally, he only noticed the supernatural ability of the same origin as himself, so he asked Akutagawa, who found him, to help him take a look, but he didn't expect that the guy he raised could suddenly use his supernatural power...and he didn't have a teacher Self-taught and proficient in another aspect of the application of abilities, Nakahara Chuya's mood is now very complicated.

Is this guy's ability to copy?Or is it possible to borrow other people's supernatural powers through some conditions?Does the leader know about this? What does the leader think?Was this guy sent on purpose by another force?But it was used blatantly again... Is it out of fear or for other reasons?

The force faction, who is not good at conspiracy theories, was silent for a while, and then said in a complicated tone: "Let's go, Akutagawa."

"Yes." Akutagawa Ryunosuke, with black and white gradation hair, nodded without any objection, but still looked at the sticky two blades in the sky with some doubts - he had also seen Mr. Nakahara recently He took that guy on a mission, didn't Mr. Nakaya come here to find that guy?Why did you suddenly change your mind?

If he asks, Zhong Yuanzhong may really explain it to him seriously, after all, this is the polite quality that people with normal emotional intelligence have-don't be a light bulb.

If you disturb someone's relationship, you will be kicked by a horse.

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After returning to the detective agency, it was just dawn, and Edogawa sat cross-legged on the surviving desk in the president's office eating snacks, as if he felt very happy that his snacks escaped unharmed in the safe Satisfied, the black-haired young man in a British-style detective outfit waved happily when he saw An Ning's probe coming in: "Come here, come here."

"This place has been seriously damaged..." An Ding first looked around the house. Fortunately, everyone in the detective agency seemed to be in good condition. Only Mr. Kunikida looked a little miserable, with blood stained under his left rib— ——Although he looks more energetic than an unscathed person, at this moment he is full of anger and is pulling his hair madly facing the ruins of the house.

"What's the matter, Mr. Ranpo?" An Ding nimbly passed through the wreckage of tables, chairs and benches, and came to Edogawa Ranpo who greeted him. The black-haired young man sitting on the table was a big taller than him at this time. An Ding had no choice but to raise his head and asked curiously.

"Not bad, you're doing very well." Edogawa Ranbu put his palm on the top of Fu Sangshen's head obediently looking up at him, and rubbed it casually twice like a dog's head—I have to say, this The plush feels so nice to the touch.

So Edogawa ranpo rubbed it again before withdrawing his hand, and continued to eat his precious snacks: "Your master is also very good, you should just lift Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's head off, huh, even the one I like That cake shop has been destroyed, and Ranpo-sama wants to eat puffs from that shop tomorrow!"

"...Mr. Ranpo, how did you know that the master's order to me was to 'lift your head off'?" Very sure that he had never encountered a proud detective during the battle of Kaisai, An Ding blinked a little confused: "Although I came back I did see the bakery being destroyed when I was there...Has Mr. Ranpo ever gone out?"

"Is this still going to be used?" The childish detective just tore open a bag of gummy bears at this time, but he tilted his head in confusion after hearing the question: "Isn't this something that can be seen at a glance?"

"Huh... that's right." An Ding suddenly realized: "If it's Mr. Luanbu, it's normal to see it at a glance."

Facing Mr. Ranpo, no matter what he sees, it is not surprising. An Ding, who has completely accepted this fact, thought for granted, after all, that is Mr. Ranpo!

"Yes, yes, Lord Ranbu only needs one glance to see the truth!" The big detective, who was wobbling on the president's desk, nodded confidently, and then chewed as if he suddenly remembered something. Gummy Bear's cheeks paused, then he put down the snack bag in his hand, turned over and jumped down with a serious expression:

"By the way, there is something important to tell you."

A little unaccustomed to Lord Ranbu's serious attitude, An Ding was taken aback for a moment before asking hesitantly, "...what's the matter?"

Edogawa wandered around to the back of the desk, and took out a small pile of fragments placed on the newspaper. The fragments were metallic in color, and the edges were sharp and crisp, and some of the fragments could still be seen. The strange textures seem to be in the shape of a blooming flower when put together.

——The metal gauntlet after pursuit of hardness is like this. It is as easy to bend and bend as a sword. After being broken, it is piled up like this. When there is light from outside, it will be reflected by the edge of the metal. Cold light.

"Your gauntlet is broken."

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"My gauntlet is also broken." Fu Sangshen said with black hair and red eyes.

"It's not just the gauntlets, but even my battle uniform has several damages." Qing Guang propped his chin with one hand in depression, took a sip of juice with a sleepy expression, and rubbed it on the bitten collapsed straw Grinding his canine teeth: "There are several holes in the battle uniform, which looks very obvious. It's not cute at all to wear it like this."

The two blades were sitting face to face in the coffee shop on the first floor of the Armed Detective Agency. After Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's incident ended, almost all the gangsters in Yokohama suffered considerable losses—especially in terms of supernatural beings, which led to the original Because the "combination" heritage is in disarray, the forces at night have been quiet as a chicken recently, and Zhongyuanzhong has nothing to do. Naturally, California Qingguang has a lot of free time, and often runs out to find friends to soothe the soul.

"Mr. Nakaya said to leave it to the logistics department. I don't know if it can be repaired, because the logistics department suggested that I just replace it with a new one."

Qing Guang said lazily with his face propped up, An Ding on the opposite side was eating the cake seriously, his face was covered with white cream, his big round eyes were staring at the cake, and he didn't know if he was listening to him.

"I'm listening." An Ding hurriedly expressed that he didn't ignore his little friend, and then nodded his face thoughtfully: "Actually, it's okay to change the team uniform? I've already changed my team uniform , the previous set was completely broken at the first practice site..."

"For gloves," the blue-haired Fu Sangshen suddenly lit up his eyes, leaned forward on the table excitedly, and suggested enthusiastically, "We can go to my first practice place together, the blacksmith's The old man is very good at craftsmanship, my gauntlet was broken before, and the old man in the blacksmith repaired it for me! And..."

An Ding held his chin and blinked: "I seem to have only asked for leave in the Zhensengumi, and I need to go back and resign seriously."

"...Resign?" Qingguang was stunned for a moment: "...Shinsengumi?"