The second disease teaches you to be a man [comprehensive]

The man who was as unappreciated as the fifty cents had gone.

What can appear again.

"Good morning."

Kunikida opened the door as usual.

Oncoming is a magnificent seven-colored ladybug, which is about the size of a washbasin. Its slightly scary black mouthparts and brown antennae are enlarged bit by bit on the man's reflective glasses as if in slow motion. He even clearly noticed the terrifying moment when he stared at countless black compound eyes.

Kunikida: "..."

What a cool way to say hello.

- What a ghost!

Without hesitation—the well-deserved main investigator of the detective agency relied on the same agility as the president, quickly took a step back, and then kicked towards the colorful ladybug with a full-fledged roundabout kick .

Judging by this level of piercing sound, even a human head might be kicked off.

However, when Kunikida kicked halfway, he felt something was wrong. The swift and violent attack seemed to disappear in the air, and it went straight through the strange ladybug fluttering its elytra, as if falling into the tolerant water. The discomfort and weakness he felt were quickly resolved by his ingenuity.

After a burst of ripples, the creature was still approaching him with teeth and claws.

Kunikida: "..."

He withdrew his long legs that had almost hit the top of his head fiercely, pushed his glasses pretending to be calm, and looked into the office where he usually worked.

Since most of the detectives other than ordinary clerks went out to track down the follow-up of the auction explosion—the Tanizaki brothers and sisters went to the scene of the incident as assistants to look for witnesses and investigate possible clues.

The president, who was busy with official duties, couldn't stay for long, and left after hastily ordering the matters that needed attention.

Dr. Xie Ye enthusiastically went to the cruel scene full of flesh and blood to assist in the dissection.

As a detective assistant, Miyazawa Kenji assisted Mr. Ranpo to complete the commission of the murder case.

After all, the auction is over, they can't put all their forces in the same basket, and the detective agency will continue to operate.

Therefore, apart from the four of them, there were only ordinary clerks left in this office.

Almost all the clerks were shivering and hiding in the corner, while Dun was lying on the table with his head held indecently and his buttocks pouted, looking at the protagonist of this farce in horror.

"Hey hey hey hey hey hey! Miss Meng Po is dancing outside the window, woo woo woo wah! Wonderful Huangquan Hirazaka, pink elephant—huh? Is this an invitation to a hot spring from Kanagawa? Look, Yu-kun, there is a A auntie popped out of the hot spring! Its wet feathers are dripping water, what a beautiful figure, ah, do not look at evil!"

Kunikida watched the sick guy's huge eyes pop out from between his fingers, the focus had been lost in another world, his fingers were still twitching, he looked like he had just escaped from a mental hospital.

Kunikida took a deep breath, and without hesitation, his eyes skipped the same happy and festive Mitsuki, and turned his questioning eyes to Nakajima Atsushi, who was still a normal person in his heart.

Atsushi's expression can only be described as crying without tears, "Help! Mr. Kunikida! Mr. Dazai ate a mushroom with psychedelic effect by mistake. When Yu-chan came just now - he happily put an electrode-like mushroom The little metal plate stuck to Mr. Dazai's temple, and that's it!"

Even though Atsushi's expression is very concise and euphemistic, Kunikida can still clearly imagine how when Atsushi was about to ask for help like that black-haired kid, how that guy ran up to help out of fear of chaos.

There is no doubt about this.

After all, this person can disturb the whole of Yokohama unintentionally, and it is normal to disturb the perfect morning arranged by an ordinary clerk.

Kunikida thought calmly.

"Heh heh heh, His Highness just wants to give one of you lucky humans the magical effect of the newly developed magic tool to use as the material for the experiment. Be grateful!"

The person also said with an exasperatingly haughty expression.

So it just happened to meet Dazai who was going crazy, so he had the idea to use it... as a test subject...?

I don't know if it's lucky or not.

"So these things are hallucinations? And they are hallucinations seen by Dazai who is poisoned by mushrooms? How did this projected——" Kunikida frowned, and he folded his arms and looked at this magical style indifferently. office.

Leaving aside the disappearing walls and the enlarged area by four or five times, there are all kinds of illogical creatures flying in the sky, including sea anemones, elephants, and bananas.

The window layout has not changed, but it is no longer a sunny day outside, but a sunset in the west, and the muddy orange cotton wool surrounds the window, like the smoke rising from a poor family.

And the orange clear hot spring came out of the room that had undergone a major renovation. The monster with a beak and a human body was holding a cute baby in his hand, looking at them coldly. land beauty.

If it wasn't for the wrong place and time, there might still be time to appreciate it.

In some fields, the well-known armed detective agency office is also the most rigorous and sacred place-it has become a children's horror and strange book that appears in the underworld, which is completely...

disaster! ! !

The combination of two disasters, Dazai Osamu and Guang Zhouyou, is not an order of magnitude addition of disasters at all, but an exponential increase of disasters!

Dazai was still startled, twisted and limp on Guangzhou's body, his two long legs drooped on the ground in a posture like a rag, making strange noises, "Hey Hey wow—is that a nine-tailed fox? Her tail is hanging down into the hot spring, will she be eaten by piranhas and sea anemones flying in the sky! "

Guangzhou adjusted the control panel in his hand cooperatively, and the monster in mid-air was solidified and then transparent, "Wait, I will record the data first!... Try the new induction magic again." He shouted into Dazai's ear, " Bandage Monster No. [-], I order you to summon the big tengu from the mountains!"

Dazai's unfocused gaze trembled, obviously he could hear certain sounds from the outside world, just like a dreamer can dimly hear the voices of people in reality.

"Oh! I heard... the call of the bandage man! I'm the best at this! He's still telling me..."

He smiled happily, and a human-shaped object wrapped in purple bandages appeared next to the guhuo bird in the hot spring, faint light burst out from the eyes, and the bandaged man opened his mouth silently to cooperate with Dazai.

"Let's die for love together!"

Guang Zhou stared at Dazai expressionlessly: "...that's really stupid, Bandage Freak No. [-]." After speaking, he sighed to himself, completely ignoring the blank expressions of other people, "It seems to be used to subvert the world. Magus still has a long way to go on the road to victory with constant updates and tinkering."

"It's over! You two bastards!" Kunikida rushed up and tore off the electrode connected to Osamu Dazai's hallucination, roaring angrily like Tarzan.

After Dazai finally came to his senses, the detective agency's workshop had returned to its original state, and he was keenly aware of the strange sights of everyone.Rolling his eyes, he walked to Dun with a smile, and explained what happened just now with a few words.

After waiting for a while, when Kunikida pulled his head out of the file, he realized that the sober Dazai was curiously playing with the culprit in his hand, and pressed it on his head without hesitation a few seconds later.

"!!!"

Kunikida didn't have time to stop drinking, the scene in the office was turbulent, and it was fixed on a bar that he had never seen before.

Different from the scene of wandering between virtual and real just now, this time the hallucination is much more solid, even the desks and chairs that could be seen are hidden in the mist, the doors and windows disappear, and the walls are swallowed up, it seems that they have traveled to a An unknown alley with no end in sight.

In the enveloping blue mist, under the head of a black and white man, the beautiful cursive English on a red background is looming, and it seems that he can still faintly hear the sound of a classical piano coming from the bar. In the thick music, the female voice sang softly, as if telling the sadness and nostalgia that no one could understand.

Dazai's eyes fell on the gap in the bar door, but it seemed to be staring at an unknown distance, at the obscure and gloomy past, at the blood in the setting sun.

He slowly put his hand on the doorknob, and his pupils vibrated unconsciously. Unlike the convulsions caused by poisonous mushrooms before, this was a trembling from the depths of his soul.

"Where is this place? Hey, Dazai, do you know how many consignments have been made recently... and the follow-up of the auction..." Kunikida couldn't see the other party's expression, and subconsciously stopped him.

"Shh."

Dazai let out a short and slight breath, as if he didn't want anyone to interrupt this scene that would break at the touch of a finger.

After the door was pushed open, there was a dark and dark staircase. He took a few steps forward and wanted to walk around the corner.The illusion advanced with his memory and stopped at the bend of the wooden stairs. By going around here, it was enough to see the bar and the man sitting there.

The melodious sound of music, the warm orange light, the rustling sound of wiping the wine glass, and the crisp sound of the ice cubes colliding with the glass gradually become clearer, but no one knows what will happen after turning this corner.The detectives, who were confused and painful at the beginning, also began to watch the end curiously.

However, all this came to an abrupt end.

The mysterious bar disappeared into the ordinary office as Dazai pulled off the electrodes with a smile, as if eaten by a fearful monster.

The man smiled frivolously as usual, with no flaws in his expression.

"Oh my god, I can't help but want to try it out. I actually recalled the bar where I met a beautiful lady before. It's really bad! This kind of beautiful scenery should be preserved, so that you guys don't see it!"

"Thank you, You-kun! I will repay you well, what do you want? Body, life, or... oh! Let me tell you in advance, I can't even get a coin out of my pocket!" Dazai put the things Return it to the boy who is still happily recording the data.

Guangzhou raised his head, his eyes sparkled, and he showed a sly smile that had been planned for a long time, "I had an idea before - the plan for the derivative product of "The Silence of the Black Beast".You are fortunate to be able to participate. "

"...That's really an honor, just hearing the name is very powerful."

Dazai complimented him happily.

At this time, the phone in the messy office started ringing and howling again, mercilessly disrupting the rare leisure time of the detective agency, and making people unbearably upset—this is a special line that accepts commissions from all parties, This is the third time it rang today.

For some reason, the power commissions in Yokohama have increased exponentially in the past few days, and even the frequent ringing of the phone has added a bit of uneasiness.

The clerk who had re-seated picked up the phone, and Kunikida looked away.Soon, the wiring clerk ran over, "Mr. Kunikida, the president is not here, and now I have entrusted you with the dispatch tasks. One of them seems to have been done by Mr. Kunikida alone."

Kunikida took the commission paper, frowned, flipped through it, and quickly took out a few more, signed them and handed them over to the junior clerk, and finally left the commission that he was said to have completed by name, "From an anonymous reporter, visiting Tourists in Yokohama disappear one after another and their whereabouts are unknown...?"

"It's done alone! This is really a wonderful word. Could it be that Kunikida-kun's spring is coming soon?" Dazai smiled narrowly, but was hit hard by the other party and said seriously, "I said it all, my The ideal has already planned everything in life, including - the destined woman will appear in four years' time."

"How do you know? If I come to kidnap you four years later and send you to a country where you can only meet men for a whole year, will your dreams be shattered? Human beings." Guangzhou heard it for the first time completely written by a notebook. The fate of life under his control, he couldn't help asking curiously.

Atsushi noticed that Kunikida-senpai's fingers holding the power of attorney began to tighten, if placed on the human brain, it would probably be a vicious crushing action.

"Whoa! What a creative idea, Yu-kun! You must be able to see a very memorable and interesting expression." Dazai was excited.

"There is no such place, you bastard! Besides... my ideal of perfection, isn't it because of you two that it was completely destroyed?!! It's just because of your two people's misbehavior, reckless behavior, causing trouble, and wasting money I don’t know how many times I’ve revised plans and wasted paper! This is a limited edition notebook!”

Kunikida realized that he had been led off topic again.

Obviously before Guang Zhou came, he had already adapted well to Dazai's unreliability, and was able to ignore all these trash talk, but when this brat came, he began to have difficulty controlling his temper again.

Gee.

"Human beings who pursue the ideal of perfection and walk on the road of reality are the most vulnerable to being hit by darkness."

ignore.

"Anyway, Atsushi, Yuu, and Dazai, the three of you stay in the detective agency, take care of emergencies, support members who are on missions at any time, and pay attention to using surveillance everywhere and the Internet." The last sentence is for Yu who is the technical director. .

"Tsk, really, it seems that the person who is going to investigate the anonymous report... Hey, information dealer, I have something to go to your place to find you, I will send you an email to confirm. Yes, I will be there in 10 minutes On your side—what’s going on with Zirazla on your side, the communication lines of illegal hackers are so bad?”

The stern male voice gradually faded away.

Dun kept staring at the direction where the senior left, and turned his head until the sound disappeared completely, completely puzzled.

"Why didn't Mr. Kunikida ask Yu to help him track down the anonymous reporter—I mean, Yu should be able to do this, too?"

"Ah~ why?" Dazai leaned on the chair and shook his thighs, as if singing into a tone, "Maybe Kunikida-kun has some little hobby of perfectionists, since there is an instruction to let him finish it alone, He doesn't like to seek help from fellow detectives, what a distressing personality. Of course! It may also be that he has some selfish desire to help children without parents."

"A realist who always wants to walk on the road of ideals has a softer heart than everyone else. God really loves to joke." Dazai said in a tone of mockery or admiration that he couldn't tell.

Boom, boom.

There were two knocks on the window. This was not an enemy attack or a monster visiting, but the sound of two huge raindrops hitting the window sill.

I don't know when, the dark clouds in the sky outside the window, like swollen black sponges, broke through the critical point of water absorption and began to squeeze out raindrops.

It was just a drop or two at first, but after more than ten seconds, it suddenly exploded and was firmly grasped by a hand, and the downpour hit Yokohama, which was unprepared.

Dazai's brown pupils reflected the world covered by the torrential rain, and murmured.

"Not good."

"What's wrong, Dazai-san? It sounds like you like to say this word... I don't know if Kunikida-san has an umbrella."

Dun walked over curiously, looking at the city engulfed by dark clouds in the distance, and the huge crater made by the dirty rain on the ground.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking that if it rains, I won't be able to happily embark on the road of suicide." The man hugged his head in frustration.

Apart from being speechless, Dun could not put on any other expressions at all.

However, no one could have imagined that half an hour later, Kunikida, who was drenched all over, pushed open the door of the detective agency with a bang in the face of the surprised eyes of several people.The wet blond hair broke away from its owner, forming strands and sticking to the glasses lenses. Moist water droplets flowed down the wet trousers onto the carpet, condensing into a pool of dark marks.

Almost no one has seen this self-disciplined detective agency senior look so embarrassed and unkempt.

As far as being untidy, it almost only appeared on Dazai, a man covered in bandages all over his body.

Aton hurriedly took out a clean towel from the side to meet him, and said worriedly, "...Mr. Kunikida, what's wrong with you?"

"Didn't Kunikida-kun record today's weather forecast in his notebook? It's a rare sight." I don't know if it's because of the tacit understanding of his partner, or something else—although he was joking, but Dazai's expression didn't look like his The tone is so relaxed.

Even Guangzhou couldn't help but look curiously at this ponytailed glasses monster who lost his composure.

Kunikida's face was ugly, it could almost be regarded as a dark cloud.He pushed away the towel, and turned a deaf ear to Dazai's joke, he hurriedly walked up to Guang Zhou, pursed his lips hesitantly, but still spoke resolutely in the next second.

"Although it's presumptuous, can you take a look at the auction records on the day of the Abyss Seller's Auction?"

Atsushi stared blankly at Kunikida who was clenching his fists tightly as if suppressing his emotions.

Living by observing other people's faces, he has long known that this senior will conscientiously follow the ideals in the notebook as a guideline in life, whether it is business or private life, and he hates things that are not planned, so he often treats people in the company. The naughty juniors (especially Mitsujou and Dazai) speak ill at each other, which is probably caused by this kind of awkward personality. Mr. Kunikida seldom praises people on weekdays, let alone ask impolitely to see the secret documents of other organizations.

Even as a member of the detective agency, Yu, who possesses another layer of unreachable identity, would not rashly investigate the secrets hidden in the agency on weekdays, and would only accept the documents when commissioned by the agency.

In other words, it was the leader of another organization, but he was able to sit safely in a small detective agency and do what should be an extremely simple job for him, which made people feel confused.

So, what happened to make such a self-denying and serious person do such a thing against his character?

"Auction record?"

"Yes, there is a list of all the supernatural weapons sold and a record of the name of the buyer."

"Kunikida-kun, calm down." Dazai called him, Kunikida finally realized that he was too anxious, and he tried to slow down the rhythm of his impending collapse.

After the man walked in, Guangzhou felt more intuitively what kind of irritability and worry the human being in front of him was in.

"What exactly happened?"

The unusually indifferent voice seemed to pour a bucket of cold water on Kunikida's unstable state.For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was Dazai's voice or Guang Zhou's voice.

Kunikida let out a foul breath.

"Liu Zang boy, that's the name of the information provider I'm going to ask for help," he didn't explain in detail his specific relationship with the boy named "Liu Zang".

"Before I left the detective agency, I called him and made a request for information. There seemed to be nothing unusual on his side at the time, except for some noise in the communication. It stands to reason that a hacker who lives on information would not pay attention. Nothing of the sort. Damn it!—I didn't notice it at the time—"

Kunikida seemed to have remembered something, and his emotions seemed to be about to sink into a nightmare, and he couldn't help but slide into the abyss of self-loathing.

"Kunikida-kun, Kunikida-kun...you've done a good job, don't take all the responsibility on yourself."

The man regained his senses and continued to narrate what happened. His trembling pupils seemed to reflect the tragedy of 10 minutes ago. The tropical fish flickered faintly among the faint blue fluorescent lights of the diodes, screens and wires, and the smelly fish tank The water spilled all over the floor, the soaked circuit board, and the seemingly soundless boy who fell on the ground.

——that is, the target he was looking for.

Kunikida's nails sank into his palms, as if he was in grief and pain, "Boy Liuzang, he fell in a pool of blood! And beside him is the criminal who threw away the murder weapon!"

"what do you mean--"

Kunikida looked at Guang Zhou whose eyes seemed to be glowing, "It's a used supernatural weapon."