Miss M7M doesn't want to be a conjurer

After finding the monitoring screen at the entrance of the dessert shop from the messy monitors in the room, Ranpo Edogawa changed the time back to the time when Gojo Satoru and Machima went to buy desserts the day before yesterday.

In the picture, two people, one tall and one short, walked into the store one after the other, and a strange black shadow actually flashed not far away.

When several people went in and saw two people coming out with bags of snacks, it was not until the last moment that person's face clearly appeared.

Edogawa ranpo narrowed his eyes, and his tone became serious: "It can't be wrong, it's Maehara Yuki."

The woman in the picture is wearing a long red dress, her disheveled hair looks very much like Sadako, her feet are bare, and there seem to be several injuries on her body, she looks extremely embarrassed.

Gojo Wu narrowed his eyes slightly behind the sunglasses, and asked without thinking: "Hiss, how did she become like this? Was she attacked?"

Edogawa randomly adjusted the surveillance next door: "I don't know."

Judging from where Yuki Maehara walked, she came to Shibuya alone, and there was no one chasing her behind her, and she didn't even see the filth of the curse spirit.

It stands to reason that the curse can be photographed by the camera, but the people who can see it are still limited to magicians or "windows", ordinary people should not be able to see it or not.

The last monitoring window popped up: "The front location can no longer be seen, and it has not been Shibuya since then, and besides standing at the entrance of the dessert shop for a while, she didn't do anything strange along the way."

Because the clues were so scarce, even Gojo Satoru was a little bit stunned. After a few people investigated in Shibuya, they returned to Yokohama again.

"Maehara Yuki is from Yokohama. Generally, Yokohama residents are not allowed to move outside for a long time. I guess Maehara Yuki should have returned to Yokohama by now."

In short, after going around and around, I finally arrived at the door of the bar that Maehara Yuki had been at for some time ago.

The time was approaching noon, and although the business during the day was not very good, but the bar was open for the time being, at least they didn't rush into empty space.

The bar was dark, there were no big windows in the room, and only a few colored neon lights were used to maintain sight. At this time, there were only two people in the bar, a bartender and a waiter.

A few people walked in hurriedly, Dazai Osamu saw that he had been here frequently, Gojo Satoru also drank a lot, Edogawa Ranpo was on business, and walked swaggeringly.

Only Atsushi Nakajima, who came to the bar for the first time, walked slightly stiffly.

Seeing Atsushi Nakajima's appearance, Machima couldn't help reminding: "Relax, underages are not allowed to drink alcohol."

Atsushi Nakajima: "...Okay."

Yeah, he's still underage, he's still a kid.

On the other hand, Maqima felt that his blunt face seemed to be that he was afraid that others would not know what he was doing here. The detective agency was not a formal unit directly under the government, and the purpose of the investigation should not be revealed too much.

Osamu Dazai walked over and said familiarly, "Hi, is there any dish soap?"

The bartender hesitated: "...Sorry no."

Osamu Dazai asked again, "What about the wine mixed with dish soap?"

The bartender suspected that the man was sick: "Still not."

Osamu Dazai made a blatant "tsk", sat down familiarly, and ordered a glass of distilled wine seriously.

Macchima: "..."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Nakajima Atsushi and Edogawa Ranpo, who have worked with Osamu Dazai in the detective agency for so long, are of course used to it, and sat down next to each other.

Atsushi Nakajima couldn't drink alcohol because he was underage, Ranpo Edogawa didn't order anything, and Machima ordered a glass of draft beer.

Gojo Satoru, who was sitting next to her, was about to say "have a drink like hers", but was interrupted by Machima's eyes.

Machima still maintained an impeccable smile: "Mr. Gojo, it's better not to drink, it's quite in the way."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru has not drank since the last time he was carried back by Machima at the end of a drinking fight. On the one hand, it was because he was so drunk that he was so drunk that he retched until he was carried, which caused a little psychological shadow.

On the other hand, Macchima doesn't allow it.

She said she wouldn't carry it a second time unless he could sleepwalk back by himself.

Okay, but Gojo Satoru obviously can't.

He was defeated immediately.

While the bartender was mixing drinks, Edogawa ranpo called the waiter who was sweeping the floor.

He waved his hand in the direction of the waiter: "Hey, come here."

The waiter was puzzled, but still came over: "What's the matter?"

Edogawa Ranpo rested his chin with one hand, and stared closely at the man in uniform with squinted eyes, staring at the man in the opposite side with tremors, before he said: "Brother, do you know Yuki Maehara? It's here people who have worked."

The black-haired man wearing glasses was puzzled at first what he was asking this for, but then he replied obediently: "I know you, but Miss Maehara hasn't been here for three days."

Edogawa Ranpo asked again: "Then do you have her contact information?"

The waiter shook his head: "No."

The young man in the detective uniform thought for a while: "Well, then do you know what she was going to do in such a hurry three days ago?"

The waiter shook his head again: "I don't know, but sir, this can be regarded as spying on other people's secrets, please stop in moderation, thank you."

Edogawa Ranpo felt that his remarks seemed to be prepared, and he thought to himself that many people might have asked Maehara Yuki about it, even if people in this profession were scouted or followed. Not surprising at all.

It shouldn't be the first time he was asked this question.

But there is one more thing...

Edogawa Ranpo still had that squinting look, which made it difficult for people to be vigilant: "Brother, you look a bit like Ms. Maehara Yuki, are you siblings or some kind of relative?"

Or...was she herself?

The black-haired waiter scratched his head and explained: "Actually, we are often misidentified. In fact, we are complete strangers outside of work."

Edogawa Ranpo turned his body back understandingly.

Gojo Satoru also turned his head and glanced at the waiter, thinking that it was really unusual.

Soon, the mixed wine was served.

One is Osamu Dazai's distilled liquor, and the other is Macchima's draft beer.

Makima took a few sips, but didn't move much after that, because Edogawa Ranpo found the bartender who had just finished his work and was about to rest.

Edogawa Ranpo tapped the table with his index finger and made a "dong dong" sound: "Hey, what time does the waiter usually get off work?"

The bartender glanced at him and thought it was not a very strange question, so he replied, "Five o'clock in the afternoon."

"Then when did Miss Maehara commute to and from get off work?"

The bartender's eyelids twitched, but he still replied, "... from six o'clock in the afternoon to two o'clock in the middle of the night."

"Hey..." The black-haired detective unconsciously elongated his voice, "Has it always been like this?"

"Yes."

Maqima took another sip of beer, and sure enough, the commuting time of these two people was completely different.

If the time was really staggered so accurately, then why did the waiter know Yuki Maehara?It stands to reason that it should be changed once and never see each other.

Could it be Maehara Yuki himself, turned into a man.

Maqima propped her chin, and felt that this might not be the case, and it might actually be that Yuki Maehara was a man, but she became a woman after transgendering.

Although it doesn't feel that bad.

The bar fell into a rare silence, probably because it was still daytime, there were hardly any people in the bar, and there was no music playing in the room.

And the few people sitting at the bartending table did not speak.

In the end, Osamu Dazai flicked the wall of the glass with his index finger, making a crisp "bang" sound, and the ice cubes in the glass trembled accordingly, which broke the silence.

He propped his chin with one hand, picked up the glass with the other, and took another sip of wine: "Everyone stopped talking, don't you chat?"

Atsushi Nakajima started chatting awkwardly: "Eh? Talking... talking, what would Mr. Dazai want to talk about? The weather is nice today."

Wutiaowu: "..."

I really didn't see it.

Edogawa Ranpo signaled Atsushi Nakajima to shut up with his eyes, and with a smile, he took out his glasses from his pocket and put them on the bridge of his nose, his green eyes opened immediately.

"Maehara Yuki, do you have a habit of forcing others to change their gender?"

The bartender behind the bar became confused, and searched left and right for the "Maehara Yuki" who should have existed, but to no avail, and finally turned his attention to Edogawa Ranpo in doubt.

Machima, Gojo Satoru and Dazai Osamu, who had already noticed it, obviously took it for granted, and only Atsushi Nakajima gave a surprised "Huh".

Atsushi Nakajima: Although I have been surrounded by big bosses for a long time, it was so sudden when I realized it deeply...

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Yuki Maehara, a gender male, is a person with different abilities who can change gender. His functions include but are not limited to changing his own gender and the gender of others.

I work as a waiter in a bar during the day, and continue to work part-time as a bartender at night when I change my gender. I take two days off a week, and I earn a lot of money at three o'clock.

He thought he would live like this forever.

Unexpectedly, when he was working one night, a man who looked rich came to the bar, and he drank with him for three consecutive days.

On the fourth day, the man came to the bar to ask about him, obviously he didn't like him in general.

On the fourth night, the man confessed, and he also felt the sincerity of the other party, so he told him to make an appointment outside during the day the next day, and then told him to reply.

The day after that, he turned back into a man and went to meet the man.

After the other party understood everything, the man yelled in horror: "No, it's not true! Fuck you gay!!!"

Yuki Maehara's heart sank, and he continued his normal life, and the man never came to the bar again.

Until three nights ago, when he was at work, he saw that the man who had confessed to him and then dumped him had gotten entangled with a woman he didn't know.

Yuki Maehara was furious.

He picked up the high-heeled shoes on his feet and threw them at the dog man fiercely. One hit his head and the other hit the woman next to him.

Yuki Maehara ran barefoot from Yokohama to Shibuya, Tokyo, crying and running all night and morning.

After that, he saw Gojo Satoru and Machima standing together in front of a dessert shop in Shibuya to buy desserts.

He was angry again, and the little bit of anger that disappeared overnight increased again.

When he was hurt by love, there were still couples making out on the street! ?

"...So that night, I used my ability on them, that's it, I confessed everything, so can you let me go!"

At this time, the man with black hair and glasses had been tied up by Atsushi Nakajima, looking flustered, as if he didn't want to die yet.Several people gathered in the alley outside the bar, forcing him to confess everything.

Gojo Satoru held his chin and shook his head meaningfully: "Tsk tsk tsk, you really are a gay..."

This made Mazima guess right.

Edogawa ran his arms akimbo: "So, can you remove the ability now? Even if you can't Dazai, you can still touch it."

Wujo Wuwenyan also nodded, his eyes still meaningful.

Yuki Maehara flinched: "Yes... yes. The ability will automatically disappear after 48 hours at most. If I want to remove it now..."

"Wait," Mazima stopped, "If you leave it alone, will it be automatically released tonight?"

Maehara Yuki affirmed: "Yes..."

Maqima glanced at Gojo Wujo next to him: "Then don't release it yet, I'm afraid Mr. Gojo will run naked."

Wutiaowu: "..."

you're right.