Drowning in a sea of ​​moonlight

Rodion Romanovich—oh, it should be Fyodor? M·D—

Gently sipping the black tea in the cup, he said, "...Mr. Ludwig, someone is knocking on the door. If you don't plan to go and see, do you need me to open the door for you?"

I was rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for the "Dahongpao" black tea I bought during my previous trip in China, and sighed after hearing that, "No need, I'll go."

The reason why I know his name is Fyodor is because Powell told me that someone in the background checked my information through the room number.

I wouldn't be so wary if I hadn't discovered that this cruise probably wasn't the vacation I imagined.

But as soon as she said this, it was a little suspicious to meet the Russian man who suffered from hypotension again in the corridor yesterday by such a coincidence.

——Is it a perfunctory word of luck that the leader of the famous "Mouse of the Dead" is interested in me?

However, anyway, he is still very friendly to me on the surface, and he continues to pretend, so that he can continue to observe what he wants to do.

I put the oolong tea I just found and used as a substitute on the top of the cabinet, stood up, walked to the door, and asked, "I've been waiting for a long time. Who is it?"

"Ah, Mr. Ludwig, good afternoon~"

An all-too-familiar brisk voice came.

For a moment I didn't want to open the door, but stuck in the corridor, after all, it was embarrassing.

So I opened the door and said, "Good afternoon, Dazai-kun."

Dazai tilted his head, put his hands behind his back, and said cheerfully, "I happened to see you enter this room that day, and I've been wanting to visit you for a long time~"

After finishing speaking, he sniffed his nose like a cat, and then showed starry eyes: "Wow, what a strong tea fragrance, can I have a taste~?"

...I thought a few words with him in the hall would be enough, but he wanted to come in for tea.

Just with my words, I actually don't intend to agree.But Fyodor is still in there, I don't know if they had contact when Dazai was still in the Mafia.

But if it was because I was too indifferent to Dazai and he found out that we knew each other, our vigilance would naturally be higher, and it would be inconvenient for me to try.

Just as I hesitated for a second, Fyodor's voice came from behind: "...Mr. Ludwig?"

I turned around and saw that he had taken off his parka and cloak at some point, and was only wearing a shirt that looked like a bondage suit at first glance. He was leaning against the door, with dark purple eyes streaming with With just the right amount of doubt, he looked at me.

Dazai on the side seemed to have suddenly lost his breath. He stood there quietly, looking at us with blank eyes.

"Sorry." I turned back, picked up the overturned tea bucket, and started to sprinkle it into the cup, "I only found this one, I'll look it up later."

"This kind is also very good, you don't have to worry about it." Fyodor took my freshly brewed oolong tea, smiled calmly, and glanced lightly in Dazai's direction.

"." As if the freezing just now was just an illusion, when I looked at him again, Dazai's expression had completely returned to normal, with gloomy eyes, but a bright smile on his face: "Oh, you are with friends. I am now If you come to drink tea, are you disturbing me?"

I looked at their vaguely tit-for-tat eyes, and I knew it: they knew each other.

So now it is convenient for me to observe the relationship between the two of them, so as to further speculate what Fyodor wants to do when he appears on this cruise ship, so why not do it?

So I smiled and said, "Drinking tea and chatting requires a lot of people to be lively. If you don't dislike my tea, please."

Then he asked: "Rodion Romanovich, this one wants to drink tea with us, is that okay?"

"Of course." Fyodor said with a smile.

"Then it's better to obey than to be respectful~"

As Dazai said, he walked in briskly, and sat on the third chair beside the round table with his clothes lifted, and said to Fyodor with a smile on his face, "Hello, first time meeting, my name is Osamu Dazai. Can you tell me your name?"

"Rodion Romanovich Raskolnikov. It is an honor to meet you."

Fyodor also smiled extremely gently, and his voice seemed softer than usual.

When the two people's eyes met, it seemed that invisible sparks burst out.

I witnessed the scene where they sat at the tea table and chatted very smoothly with the same smile, and felt a little skeptical about life.

Chat room "brain is empty" (3 people)

When breath becomes air: I shut myself up.

When breath becomes air: this blood, this sword.

When breath turns into air: How can it be as if a couple are grabbing each other at the same time in my place?The light I emit is so shiny, isn't it?

When breath becomes air: whoever of you will free me, I want to go out for a walk.

Secret History: ...? ?What have you endured while we're away?

An offering to nothingness:  …It's amazing that you can have that association.

The metaphor that comes to mind is vivid, isn't it my routine operation?

...I feel like I can't understand Alicia's words more and more recently.

He wouldn't be really mad at me for tickling him that day, would he?No way?

Then, I'll tickle him again to show that I admit my mistake?

When I fell into a new round of contemplation, the savior arrived.

But not Donna or Alicia.

Edogawa Ranpo crossed his waist and said angrily: "Ludwig! You promised to take me to buy snacks, but you forgot! You have disappointed Master Ranpo!"

I suddenly realized and looked at my watch: "...I forgot the time for a while, but isn't there still an hour? And, how did you come here?"

"You're still quibbling!" Edogawa became even more angry, "If I hadn't asked Kunikida to send me here, you would have forgotten it! Don't underestimate Ranpo-sama's reasoning ability!"

"Okay, okay, my fault, I didn't underestimate you. Please have a bottle of soda, don't be angry, don't have high blood pressure before you reach old age."

I said helplessly, ignoring Ranpo's "Master Ranpo doesn't have high blood pressure! You are so annoying!!", picked up the black windbreaker that hung on the back of the chair, and walked out while putting it on.

Then I turned around and just wanted to tell those two people, you guys chat slowly and I will leave first, drink tea as you like.

I saw Dazai looking straight at me and Edogawa, and said, "...Mr. Ranpo?"

...The two of them know each other again?

However, the Armed Detective Agency and the Supernatural Secret Service Division should have intersected a lot, and it is not surprising that they have dealt with each other.

But, could it be that two of the four people sitting here knew each other without the others knowing?What kind of permutation and combination problem is this?

"Oh, Dazai, you're here too!" Edogawa waved his hands happily, holding the lollipop in his mouth, and said vaguely.

Then he glanced at Fyodor and said, "...Is this the Russian you keep talking about? Tell me, Ludwig, I borrowed it."

Often mentioned?

It seems that their grievances are deeper than I thought.

Originally, what I said was just a joke, but now it seems that it may be true.

It's just that I thought he had already joined the Supernatural Secret Service Division, but I didn't expect to be involved with a dark side organization like the Rats of the Dead House.

At this moment, Fyodor slid back his chair lightly, stood up, and said, "...The two of you are going to the restaurant on this floor, right? Mr. Ludwig and I just had a drink. Tea, may I be allowed to go with you?"

Dazai put on his usual smile again, and stood up leisurely: "Ah, I just haven't eaten anything for afternoon tea, I wonder if it's convenient for Fang to bring me one?"

Why do you want to come?Are you really hungry?

Even if you are hungry, what about it?

And just like that, my escape plan was shattered.

However, at any rate, I am not shining alone.Thank you Edogawa.

After buying snacks with Edogawa, we returned to the table where Dazai and Fyodor were sitting.

In front of a small square table, four people occupy a corner each, looking at each other.

Edogawa drank the grape-flavored soda and said happily: "Ludwig, you really have the best temper. Are you really going to come to my room to watch cartoons?"

He has sent this invitation several times, maybe because he thinks that even if I disagreed a few times before, I should agree this time.

But I really thought so, and I began to wonder what kind of film made him so obsessed.

So he said, "Since you have invited me so many times, it would be inappropriate not to agree. Can you tell me the time?"

Edogawa suddenly became excited, his eyes sparkling: "Then tonight? Eight o'clock? Do you remember my room number?"

"Well. Eight o'clock tonight then."

"." Fyodor looked sideways at Dazai, and said with a smile, "Don't Dazai-kun want to go see it too?"

"Huh?" Dazai put his eyes on him with an innocent face, "What's wrong? I'm curious what Mr. Ranpo wants to see. Is it okay, Mr. Ranpo? Mr. Ludwig?"

Edogawa opened his eyes and stared straight at Dazai with a slightly unpredictable expression.

Then he lay down on the table and hummed reluctantly: "...Ah, Dazai is so troublesome. I will make an exception and allow you to come."

Wherever I go, he will go.

That's the plan.

Then let him.

I looked at Dazai and said, "No problem."

He froze for a moment, then laughed again.

The smile is different from usual, the eyes are very quiet and far away, like the cool mist on the river, running across the two banks, blurring the eyebrows and eyes of people looking across the water.

Suddenly there was a chuckle like a violin. Fyodor tapped the table with his fingers and said: "Having said this, it seems that it would be more appropriate for me to say that I want to go. Unfortunately, I have an appointment tonight." It is a pity that I cannot go with you.”

Edogawa waved his hand nonchalantly, and said, "It's just a trivial matter, so don't go if you don't want to. By the way, Ludwig—"

As soon as the words fell, there was a piercing scream in the restaurant.

——A waiter at the door said with blank eyes: "Director, please come here."

After saying this, he fell to the ground.

For a moment, the restaurant was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard. Everyone's breathing sound gathered into a huge bellows.

A few seconds later, a woman with disheveled hair in high heels appeared at the cafeteria door and said,

"Killed!!"

The author has something to say:

Hahaha

Zai will be drowned by the vinegar jar

Tuo: It’s super interesting to watch him (smile.jpg

Ranpo: Actually like Ludwig?Still think that Lord Ranbu wants to rob him from you?So annoying!

Of course, this place looks like a Shura field, and there is only one person who has true feelings for the present.

That Zai was still the one with the least favorable affection on the surface. After all, he was coaxing children with Luanbu and pretending to be kind to Fei Jia.

As for the actual favorability.Well.Who knows (dog head

Alisha: He actually thinks that those two people came for each other, he is hopeless

(Adam got the same type of brain circuit; but I have to justify the name, he has a very high emotional intelligence hhh, but he is not good at love.)

And now I don’t know that Dazai is actually in Butei, now: I don’t care (indifference.jpg

The name Fei Jia is called here today because I set his surname privately and it has not been made public.

Wen Yeli’s introduction seems to have been written as Fyodor? D, and there is no complete surname, and I feel that the abbreviation of Tosi is a little strange (cover face)

Rodion Romanovich Raskolnikov is the hero of "Crime and Punishment", and I take Fedya's pseudonym.

First name + father's name is generally respectful and more formal, but not as formal as first name + last name hhh

Everyone, I'm sorry, I need to do some application-related things recently, I will be busy, and I'm stuck, maybe the next update will be unstable.

But it will be sent at 12 o'clock.I may not be able to reply to everyone's comments in time, but I will read the replies once I have time.

In addition, the schoolwork will be extremely heavy after the school starts, and it may completely become a weekly shift.

I also think that the quality is better than the quantity. I don’t know the word count, but it may be slower.

thank you all!