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Dazai Osamu, who could vaguely understand the meaning of Edogawa Ranpo, slowly lost his expression on his face, and suddenly questioned whether the trip to the hot spring was correct or not.

Why does he always feel that this trip to the hot spring will not go smoothly?

Osamu Dazai, who was fully prepared, narrowed his eyes, and patiently dragged Zhikun to change to a hot spring hotel.

Edogawa's random steps won't make him mess up... But can we keep a little distance?

If you get closer, you will touch each other!

Osamu Dazai stared fixedly at Ranbu who approached Feng Xinzhi, watching them go from greeting to chatting quite familiarly, and made some body movements from time to time.

Damn, if he didn't know that it was inappropriate to intervene suddenly, he would have interrupted their conversation long ago.

Edogawa Ranpo, who was chatting with Feng Xinzhi, glanced at Dazai Osamu who had an unchanged expression beside him, and he could see the broken thoughts in the other party's heart without reasoning.

Although he didn't want to think about Dazai Osamu's patience, he still decided to slow down his chat plan first, anyway, he would have plenty of time later.

After all, it is quite possible for someone to guard the hot spring pool alone, no matter how you look at it.

Feng Xinzhi is not owned by Dazai Zhi, so there is no need for him to be inseparable anytime and anywhere.

Even if there is a blood bond, a person with independent thinking cannot be so constrained. Too depressed and suffocating emotions cannot serve as a bond to maintain kinship.

Looking at the back of Feng Xinzhi who left with Osamu Dazai after saying goodbye to him with a smile, Ranbu's emerald green eyes were as calm as the surface of windless water.

He can analyze the pros and cons of this emotion from the perspective of a bystander, but he simply cannot understand it.

So he neither blamed nor denied Dazai Osamu's actions, because he did not believe that the guy who could single-handedly control the night in Yokohama would not be able to see this.

Osamu Dazai is unscrupulous because he saw it, is he sure that he will never be hated by Feng Xinzhi?

Although he didn't quite understand the reason for doing this, he could probably feel the showing off and embarrassment hidden in it, Luanbu rolled his eyes cryptically, and immediately started eating a small cake bite by bite.

It doesn't matter, anyway, everyone can't soak in the hot spring tonight.

……

Relying on the layout of natural hot spring pools and the traditional Japanese architectural style, this hot spring hotel has a relaxing and soft atmosphere.

At least for every guest, it is easy to feel at home.

However, Osamu Dazai at this moment is an exception.

The design of the room is open and elegant. The original ecological hot spring pool opened separately in the courtyard is bubbling with steam, and the transpiration mist is covered by the thick curtains. It is a hot spring pool carried by each room independently.

Dazai Osamu, who had changed into a hot spring yukata, sat by the hot spring pool, his toes lightly touching the water surface, and the warm and soft water rippled, gradually soothing his brows and eyes.

The dense white mist softened the lines of his face, adding a touch of softness and surprise to the already delicate face. He also took off the bandages wrapped around his face, and discarded them scatteredly on the side, covered with fine talc the ground.

Those iris-colored eyes looked hazy at this time, as delicate and beautiful as the bright light falling into the Milky Way, and there was an inexplicably gorgeous hue in the soft and relaxed eyes.

"Zhi-kun~Zhi-kun~"

Let's take a hot spring together~

Osamu Dazai tilted his head to look at Feng Xinzhi who had just opened the curtain not far away, and made a soft voice with a sticky tone.

If Zhongyuan Zhongye was here, he might be frowning and thinking about whether the head of the garbage leader has flooded his brain, and his brain circuits have become bumpy, but Feng Xinzhi will not be shocked by such a small scene.

He folded up the lapel of the bathrobe, his slightly long hair spread out on the pure white fabric of the bathrobe, and his eyes were filled with the warm light of the mist.

Looking at Osamu Dazai who was swaying by the hot spring pool and looking at him, the corners of Feng Xinzhi's mouth could not help but curl up in joy, and his fingertips slightly bent.

He walked straight under Dazai Osamu's expectant eyes. Since he didn't deliberately control himself not to make a sound, the crisp sound of clogs stepping on the gravel road together with the sound of gurgling hot spring water added some pleasant sounds to the quiet environment.

The plum trees planted on the side of the gravel road bloomed with bright red petals at the end of the year. If it snows, the red plums will look even more beautiful when covered with snowflakes.

Feng Xinzhi, who was crossing the gravel road, stopped beside Osamu Dazai, and paused for a moment under the bright eyes of the other party, the smile on his delicate face was even wider, almost dazzled Osamu Dazai's eyes.

In a daze, Osamu Dazai only heard Feng Xinzhi say: "I should have brought some warmed sake."

It's okay to drink a little less heated sake, and it's drinking together while soaking in the hot spring, so he doesn't object to Mr. Zhi drinking some too.

It's just that he didn't bring warm sake here, so Mr. Zhi should understand what he meant, right?

Osamu Dazai, who recovered from the almost soft smile on Feng Xinzhi's face, suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and he asked cautiously.

"……so?"

Don't tell him that Zhijun stopped taking hot springs because he didn't want to drink.

Osamu Dazai thought about it, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyebrows lowered and his voice was weak, as if he had suffered a great grievance, he pretended to be flawless, showing an appearance that I am weak and unable to withstand the blow, quite a kind of dare you Say I dare to cry.

"It's not that I don't want to soak in hot springs, but..."

He blinked his eyes and closed his ears to listen to Feng Xinzhi's explanation.

Feng Xinzhi's voice was very soft, but it filled his heart like snowflakes that could not even be melted by the heat of the hot spring, bringing a thin coolness that blew away the heat.

"I'm afraid everyone won't be able to make a date today. It is estimated that the local police will be here soon."

police?Why?

Osamu Dazai, who couldn't turn the corner in his head, suddenly had a twisted train of thought, thinking that even if his identity was exposed, he wouldn't send the police to hunt him down, and a higher-level official should assign the Supernatural Secret Service Division or the military police to carry it out.

"It should be just an ordinary murder case that doesn't involve us."

It's a pity that today's hot spring really can't be soaked.

It was said that Osamu Dazai's mentality was not good on the spot. Sitting next to the hot spring pool, he could see his reflection in the water through the fog and he could see that he looked stupid. He didn't have the image of the leader of Mafia planning strategies at all.

Why, there is such a thing as murder.

Osamu Dazai curled himself up into a ball with dull eyes, thinking about the possibility of temporarily changing to a hot spring hotel with his still a little stuck thinking.

Although he did check the information of other guests when booking the hotel, he really did not expect to encounter such a thing.

Damn, he just wants to have a nice hot spring bath with Zhijun, so there's no need for such a disappointing thing to happen.

Reluctant to be pulled up by Feng Xinzhi, Osamu Dazai took a long time to put a coat over the bathrobe, and took another cloak to wrap Feng Xinzhi around it.

The outside is not as warm as the hot springs, so what if you catch a cold if you don’t keep warm.

Dazai Zhizhi wrapped Feng Xinzhi two layers of yukata coats boldly, and when he wanted to continue to wrap the third layer, he had to give up his plan embarrassingly under Zhijun's subtle sight.

By the time they went out together, Ranpo Edogawa had already picked out something to suit his appetite from the food tray at the buffet in the lobby. Fukuzawa Yukichi next to him was wearing a light-colored yukata with a haori draped over it, and was sitting quietly drinking tea. .

There were other residents moving about in the hall, all of them looked relaxed and relieved, but there was no tense atmosphere of an imminent murder or a murder that had already occurred.

"The person died before we came to this hotel, but it's just not the time for the murderer to design the crime."

Luanbu greeted Feng Xinzhi, and waited until Feng Xinzhi got a little closer before speaking softly.

"However, it looks like it's coming soon."

He didn't even have the idea to decipher this kind of murder method that could be seen through at a glance, so he might as well hurry up and eat and drink.

"That's right, I just met a rather interesting person."

Feng Xinzhi turned his face sideways, but he was a little curious about who the person that even Mr. Ranbu found interesting would be.

"I'll take you to meet him!"

Feng Xinzhi, who was being pushed by Mr. Ranpo and wanted to take him away to meet that person, looked helplessly at Osamu Dazai, not knowing what to do for a while.

Going with Mr. Luanpo means leaving Mr. Zhi alone, but Mr. Luanpo's kindness is difficult, but he doesn't want to refuse.

What should I do?

After receiving the message from Feng Xinzhi's eyes, when Osamu Dazai was about to say that he would take him, he found that President Fukuzawa, who was sitting quietly, handed him a cup of tea at this time, pretending to want to talk Looks like business.

Osamu Dazai: ...

Hey, don't take you like this.

It's fine to attract Zhijun's attention away, but how can he cut it halfway?

If it weren't for crying and crying that would damage his image in Zhijun's heart, he would definitely be able to make a fuss not to let Zhijun leave.

"Look, it's okay, the president has something to talk about, so let's withdraw first."

Before the words fell, Osamu Dazai watched Edogawa bouncing around and pulling Zhikun away, for a moment he didn't know what expression to show.

It's getting colder, it's time for the Armed Detective Agency... Forget it, Odasaku is still there.

Osamu Dazai suddenly realized that he had some scruples about doing things, silently picked up the teacup in front of him, and began to think about how to effectively compete with Edogawa Luanbo to grab Zhikun's attention one, two, three.

On the other side, Luanbu, who was dragging Feng Xinzhi, was confused for a while at the not-so-complicated road fork in the hotel, as if he was thinking carefully about how to take the route.

"Looks like I got lost again."

A man in a kimono walked out from the corner of the fork. His slightly curly hair was a little fluffy, and his whole body exuded a simple and elegant temperament, which was particularly suitable for the flowers and plants planted outside the corridor.

"Is this the little gentleman brought over by Mr. Ranbu?" The man smiled gently, his face soft and calm, "It's the first time we meet, my name is Henggou Masashi."

For this friend whom he got acquainted with because he was lost, Ranbu pushed Feng Xinzhi as if he was showing his favorite toy, and said to him with slightly opened emerald green eyes.

"Henggou is a reasoning writer. His pen name seems to be Jin Tianyi. I just took a look and it looks pretty good."

It seems biased for ordinary people to judge the works of the famous mystery novelist Kindaichi in this way, but for the two people who know the identity of the famous detective Ranpo, they don't think there is anything wrong with Ranpo's rhetoric.

Anyone who has a little understanding of reasoning knows Jin Tianyi's reputation in the world of mystery novels and even the world of detectives.

Feng Xinzhi also knew this person, but it was not because of his identity as a reasoning writer.

"I heard from Ah Yi that Mr. Mao Li is also here, so I thought about going to pay a visit. I didn't expect to meet the lost Mr. Ranbu on the way. It was unexpected."

Luanbu didn't feel embarrassed at all when he was exposed as a road idiot. On the contrary, he was confident about getting lost. It's normal for a detective to get lost or something.

"However, it seems that Hajime hasn't come back for a long time, and I don't know where he went."

He is two generations older than Ah Da, but he gets along like his peers. Jin Tianyi is keen on reasoning, so naturally he has a good relationship with him.

Hearing this, Luan Bu moved his footsteps slightly, as if he had a guilty conscience.

At this time, there was a short exclamation from the hot spring room, and the commotion of the crowd did not stop for a while.

Someone found the body.