I'm really not a writer

"I'm going out." Tohsaka Dong shouted towards the door, putting his long hair into a high ponytail.

The only responses to him were the click of the gamepad and the laughter of the King of Heroes.

With a sigh, he closed the door, blocking this absurd scene from his sight.

This is a small villa located in Yokohama, Tokyo.

To say that it is a villa is really demeaning. In simple terms, it is a modernly designed villa with a garden and a swimming pool. From the appearance, no one would have thought that such a stylish house is the home of a magician.

Even so, when he first moved in, the very demanding King of Heroes still taunted him, saying that it was disrespectful for him to stay in such a simple house, and that the roof should be replaced with pure gold.

Of course, the owner of the house only thought that he was in =3, so after the temporary complaints, Gilgamesh quickly immersed himself in the joy of games and snacks, becoming an otaku.

On the other hand, Tohsaka Fuyu writes under the pseudonym of Edogawa Ranpo, while completing the bizarre daily tasks given by the system every day.

For example, today's task is to buy a strawberry milkshake at M's, pack it up and drink it at Burger King.

Outrageous!

Since the end of the Holy Grail War a year ago, this kind of life has lasted for more than a year.

Tohsaka Fuyu, tired.

"Vanilla milkshake, thank you." Said the blue-haired boy in front of Tohsaka Fuyu.

"I'm sorry that the vanilla flavor is gone, can I have the strawberry flavor?" The shopping guide's smile was a bit forced, "Hey, where's the person?"

"I just left after thanking you." Tohsaka Dong explained.

"Haha." The young lady laughed a little awkwardly, thinking that she might be hallucinating because she was too tired.

"Please give me a strawberry milkshake, it's hard work." Tohsaka Dong paid and took the packaged milkshake into Burger King.

He sat in the corner, and although he tried his best to reduce his sense of existence, he still met the surprised cleaning auntie.

Aunt:……

Tohsaka Fuyu: ...

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He drank the milkshake in one gulp, and shivered from the cold.

"mission completed"

Tohsaka Tosaka breathed a sigh of relief, and took away the m-mark packaging that did not belong to Burger King.

It has to be said that the times are developing rapidly. A year ago, mobile phones were still clamshells, and a year later there will be touch screens.

Joe Puss, awesome!

Tohsaka Fuyu, as a magician who "keeps the old rules", embraces the mentality of me trying it for you first, and enjoys the new trend of the times without any psychological burden. Now he has played on the forum.

#江DO川Mr. Has a new work released today? #

1l The Light of the Literary World: Not much to say, Mr. Ranpo's level has declined after "One Copper Coin"!

2l Upstairs did not take medicine: Fake powder stone hammer on the 1st floor, it is two cents not one cent.

Following a series of hahahahahahaha, Tohsaka Fuyu slid down.

No.21 detective in the 1l world: I can recognize the criminal at a glance in the work of the fake Mr. Edogawa!barely.

22l: Upstairs is so confident?You can write it?We, Mr. Edogawa, are the ders!

That's right!Edogawa Ranpo is a bad fall!Tohsaka Fuyu deeply agrees with the words of Brother 22 Floor, that is the light of Japanese mystery novels!

The world's number one detective stopped talking. Of course, it's also possible that he is not very good at playing with mobile phones.

25l: The building is crooked. Speaking of the new work, isn’t there already an announcement from the publisher?Speaking of Shinchosha, what kind of Shenxian Publishing House signed Dazai Osamu and Edogawa Ranpo.

45l: Rich?Aren’t they also engaged in comics and light novels? That’s a lot of otaku’s money, right? They’ve also made contributions to Japanese literature.

Tohsaka Fuyu:) Actually it's all me, they only signed a contract and it's dead.

69l: Inside news!Inside news!The new work will be on the shelves tomorrow!

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90l: No donkey on the 69th floor.

It is true that a new work will be published tomorrow. He has published several novels under the pseudonym Edogawa Ranpo, and short stories have been published in Shinchosha's publications one after another, but I have to say.

Mr. Ranpo is really good at writing!

I can't finish posting at once, but unlike Osamu Dazai, he can let go of some messy things. All works of Edogawa Ranpo are classics!

As a book fan, Tohsaka Dong uttered the voice of a fanboy!

The series of Dazai Osamu’s works written in Fuyuki before were all blown up, but he really didn’t have the patience to rewrite them truthfully, so in the end he only recounted the most famous "Disqualification in the World", which is regarded as a tribute to Dazai. The name of governance is an explanation.

Of course, the more important reason is that the black slime of the port mafia is really annoying!

Just like now, he is writing a manuscript by the river with the manuscript paper and a backing board. The manuscript is well written, and a pair of legs floated by in the river!

Familiar legs, familiar black windbreaker, familiar bandages

It's you!Osamu Dazai!

Tohsaka Dong used the lock of the sky to fish him up, turned him violently in mid-air, and said indifferently: "Wake up."

"Wow——yue——" Osamu Dazai spat out a mouthful of river water mixed with unknown objects, and then rolled his eyes physiologically.

I've seen this expression several times. To be honest, if Osamu Dazai hadn't had a pretty good face, he wouldn't be much different from the zombies in doomsday movies now.

"It's you again..." Osamu Dazai clicked his tongue, "Why do I bump into you every time I enter the water? I just want to leave this world quietly. Why is it so difficult?"

"Really?" Tohsaka Tosaka turned a page without changing his expression, and continued to write, "I think even if you commit suicide by throwing yourself into the river, you can't leave quietly at all. After you die, you will rot, swell, swell and stink. A team of nearly ten people is needed to salvage, and the forensic doctor will conduct an autopsy on you, judge the time of death from the contents of your stomach, confirm your cause of death, and finally send you to those who are related to identify your body.”

In a flat tone, he said the fact that ordinary people sound too scary, "If you throw yourself into the river, it will be very lively, and of course it will be very embarrassing."

Osamu Dazai: =_=

"Disappointment! Disappointment! Ah, I'm hungry."

"Then go home and eat." Tohsaka drove away without changing his face, hoping from the bottom of his heart that he would not disturb his dictation. There may be errors.

He didn't want to make the low-level mistake of writing two coins as one coin.

"Ah!!! I'm hungry!!!" Osamu Dazai yelled louder, and looked at Tohsaka Fuyu's face while yelling.

"You want to eat crabs again, don't you? Use your own salary to eat, bastard!" Tohsaka Tosaka threw the pen on his head angrily, but was firmly caught by the young mafia.

"This is what you eat, so it doesn't matter if you throw it away?" Osamu Dazai picked up the pen cap that fell on the ground and inserted the pen |in|into it.

"What's the matter, you just threw your only one life into the river casually! What's wrong with me just throwing a pen!" Tohsaka Fuyuki slammed the board under the manuscript paper on the ground, " You have the ability to commit suicide and you have the ability to write books, Japanese literature can’t do without you, write! I’ll give you the pen!”

Maybe it’s because he’s not old enough. The 12-year-old boy is still very childish. He hasn’t grown much in height, but his eyebrows and eyes are slightly opened. Even his angry expression has no deterrent effect. In the Central Plains, there was also a tie.

These eyes, which are more beautiful than jewels, are filled with a color more precious than the sun under the sun, and they are full of vitality. Unlike him, Osamu Dazai is holding the pen in his hand, and there is still the body temperature of a boy on it.

The nib is worn and you can tell it has been used long enough.

A writer's pen is almost as important as his life. To be able to give away such an important thing, he must have thought carefully about the significance of this pen.

He used this pen to write "Disqualification in the World".

Osamu Dazai was silent for a while, put the pen into his pocket, and repeated his previous words: "I want to eat crabs!"

"Last time!" Tohsaka Dong put away the half-written manuscript, "After eating, write a book for me after work!"

Osamu Dazai hummed perfunctorily. When he saw "No Place in the World" placed in the most prominent place in the bookstore, he picked up the book out of curiosity, or out of control over the enemy.

I finished it in one go.

If he hadn't been sure that he didn't have sleepwalking, maybe he would really have thought that he had written this book himself.

No one can know yourself better than yourself.

Now there is one more.

The ability of the port mafia was kept secret. Mr. Mori ordered a thorough investigation after knowing this, and finally found Tohsaka Tou.

Then let it go, after all, it is a child of the Tohsaka family, or a ruthless person who destroyed the Holy Grail.

Mr. Sen is really not a radical, not to the point of killing someone if he is upset.

Anyway, it was great to be friends with him.

"One more!" Dazai Osamu shouted at the boy.

"You ate ten of them!" Tohsaka Fuyu bitterly added another one, for the sake of the Japanese literary world, endure it!

Sake and crab, satisfying to make people die directly, Fang Liang is good.

But thinking of the contents of the stomach that Tohsaka Dong just said, he felt that at least he had to wait until the crab in the stomach was digested.

Otherwise it would be too wasteful.

"Tai—zai—" Zhong Yuan, who was outside the door, kicked open the door of the restaurant, "You left all your work to me just to eat crabs here? You——"

He noticed Tohsaka Fuyu, and suddenly got stuck, "You're here too, Tohsaka."

"Yes, as you can see, we are treating guests." Tohsaka Fuyu was quite helpless.

Nakahara also quickly understood his expression as that this meal was forced by Osamu Dazai, "You actually asked a 12-year-old boy to treat you to dinner! Mackerel, you are such a scumbag!"

"You are actually jealous, slug. No one invited you to dinner." Osamu Dazai retorted while eating. Seeing that the two elementary school chickens were about to peck each other, Tohsaka Fuyu sighed and held Nakahara's arm.

"Sit down and eat together. I'll go and ask for a few more. The crabs in this store are really good, and besides, I'm pretty rich now."

Based on the manuscript fee, he is now also speculating in stocks by the way. He really doesn't understand the red and green lines, but as long as he takes the number and asks the King of Heroes to choose one at will, it is definitely the most profitable.

The Golden Rule is really enviable...

So the three of them sat around the square table and ate the crabs. Osamu Dazai wiped his hands and took out the pen that Tohsaka Fuyu had just given out in anger from his pocket, "Chuya, Dong wrote the pen he wrote "Disqualification in the World" Give it to me, do you have it? Ah~ I remembered, he has never written a book with your power name, and he can’t even talk about writing.”

Zhongyuan Zhong was also taken aback, feeling that the crab in his mouth was no longer fragrant. He looked at Tohsaka Fuyu with a kind of condemnation in his eyes: It is obvious that we have been together for a long time.

Tohsaka Fuyu: Look at what I do, you are a poet, sales are actually mediocre...

"Ah, he must think that your ability is nothing to write about." Osamu Dazai fanned the flames.

"No." Tohsaka Dong tilted his head and thought for a while, "Maybe Mr. Zhongyuan hasn't experienced a failed marriage proposal yet? If Mr. Zhongyuan gets dumped sometime, I will definitely write a collection of poems."

Osamu Dazai was taken aback, "Hahahahahahahahaha, I got dumped, hahaha."

"Who is laughing here!" Gilgamesh lifted the curtain and entered the room, "I sensed that you stayed here for nearly an afternoon, so I came to see it specially, but I didn't expect you to enjoy delicious food here alone."

Tohsaka Fuyu had no choice but to ring the bell: "Please have another serving, thank you."

Osamu Dazai didn't know what he thought of, and he deliberately mentioned the pen that Tohsaka Tosaka gave him: "I specially gave me the pen for writing "Disqualification in the World", thank you so much, my friend."