Drowning in a sea of ​​moonlight

"Wow, it's dead again!"

"Hmph, to let you know how powerful Ranpo-sama is—"

"Here, look at this skull. It's been years since I've seen one like this."

"...Wow, indeed. Textbook-level standards, this."

"—'You can't even come up with anything interesting'—"

"—'Stupid!' You think the poem is very good, too?"?

"Did I stumble onto the set of some family sitcom?"

The last incompatible sentence was uttered by Kunikida after witnessing Dazai and Edogawa playing games, Ludwig and Yosano exchanging medical experience, Rodion and Hyonuma Poetry Solitaire, a question that went deep into the soul.

Excerpted from "Kunikida's Travel Journal".

At 12 o'clock in the evening on December 23, three days after the detective agency boarded the "Cosmic Star" from the port of Rome.

All four members of the detective agency, Kunikida, Yosano, Ranpo, Dazai, as well as college student Rodion Raskolnikov, graduate student Hinuma Lanji and Ludwig, a total of seven people, stayed in the bow of the ship. Suite 1201.

Mr. Ranpo told me that since those people didn't intend to harm the passengers, they had to search each room room by room, and this process would take a long time.

And now that the entire cruise ship is under their control, they won't act too hastily.

——The conclusion reached is that we are now waiting for the structural diagram of the ship's interior transferred by Huadai and the monitoring of the "Ocean Hymn" at that time.

The implication is that the working mode can be released.

Although I think it's better to make a plan as soon as possible, but I trust Mr. Ranpo's judgment.

——But, Dazai, that doesn't mean you can play games with Mr. Ranpo!

You have, with him, called from 7 o'clock to 9 o'clock! !

With a "click", the pen made a sound of breaking in Kunikida's hand.

He quickly regained his senses, capped his pen, closed his notebook, and let out a long sigh.

"Are you okay?"

A low and metallic voice came, and Kunikida raised his head, and found that Ludwig had ended his discussion with Yosano at some point, and was standing beside him.

"...It's okay, I'm just a little anxious, thank you for your concern." Kunikida rubbed his brows and said.

"Well, it is indeed like taking care of older children. It is quite hard."

There was a narrow smile in Ludwig's pair of golden eyes that made people startled no matter how many times he looked at them, holding a glass of wine, and leaning lazily on the armrest of the sofa.

——It really touched people's hearts.

Perhaps it was because he was too obsessed with playing games, neither Ranpo nor Dazai heard his words, and no one came to stop him.

So Kunikida said angrily: "...You are so right, Mr. Ludwig! Especially taking care of that Dazai, I can't imagine a more torturous job than this!"

I don't know if it was his illusion, but as soon as these words came out, Dazai in the distance seemed to stiffen for a moment, and Ludwig's eyes became a little blurred.

Kunikida couldn't help but think of the scene when he saw Ludwig and another woman confronting Dazai in the ballroom the day before.

He had never seen Dazai in such a state of embarrassment, his face was as pale as paper, his pupils were trembling, and he looked at a loss like a child who had done something wrong. His brilliant tongue sometimes made people want to sew him. When he got up, his mouth was murmuring, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Kunikida suppressed his shock, followed Dazai's line of sight, and saw that cold and dazzling golden piece.

It makes people think that although metal is bright, it can easily frostbite people at low temperatures.

The man was wearing a black windbreaker with a golden lining similar to his eyes. He had black hair like black ink, and his eyebrows and eyes were charming and beautiful. He stood casually but straight, like a black long gun standing there. , The steel gun body flows through the extremely cold light.

He hastened to speed up his pace and ran with Xie Ye, apologizing to them, after all, looking at the situation, it seemed that Dazai owed a beating again, and he was rude to that woman.

That woman is also a very outstanding person, with a beautiful appearance and a high bearing, but her expression is cold and indifferent.

She nodded and said nothing, but the person next to her glanced at her and smiled politely: "It's okay."

Kunikida blinked at that smile.

When he came back to his senses, he found that Dazai had already grabbed his sleeve, and he still seemed to be a little absent-minded, and said, "...Mr., please wait a moment—"

He turned around, gave Dazai a flat look, and said, "We don't know each other well."

As if a knife had stabbed Dazai, he trembled all over, took a step back, and watched them walk away side by side.

The expression can only be described as "blank".

——Is it love at first sight?Kunikida thought.

Finally someone can make this Dazai, who lived among thousands of flowers, be fascinated?

Let him be willing to stay somewhere, and stop wantonly harvesting the hearts of women?

If it's true, it's heaven's way of reincarnation.

But this is probably impossible. Dazai has always only found women to die in love, and he is not interested in men.

That is seen before.But that person obviously didn't have any intention of knowing Dazai.

Moreover, when getting along with him later, Dazai was completely like a stranger should be.

So what's going on?Simple mistake?

Within a second of Kunikida's trance, Ludwig's eyes in front of him returned to normal. He drank the wine slowly and said casually, "Torture people, how do you say that?"

--correct!He was going to rape that Dazai just now!

So Kunikida's long-simmering anger was revived by this sentence, he forgot the problem he just had, and began to scold Dazai wholeheartedly:

"Although I have to admit that he has no problems in terms of business, even if he occasionally gets out of touch with the plan, he can complete the task satisfactorily.

"But that bastard, outside of his occasional working hours, is nothing short of a humanoid troublemaker, a bandage-wasting contraption!

He never writes his task list well, it is normal for him to come to work late and leave early, he invites all the women he sees to die for love, and he usually takes pleasure in teasing his hardworking and upright colleagues—yes, without humility, it’s me—”

At first, I just wanted to relieve my depressed mood of being persecuted for many years, but the more I talked, the more excited and angry I became.

"The most hateful thing is that he doesn't care about other people's plans and emotions. During the mission, on the way?, he commits suicide! It's fine to hang himself in the water, and he stuffs himself into the trash can! He can't pull it out!! "

"He is a scourge! Whoever suffers will be unlucky!"

Having made such a simple and powerful conclusion, Kunikida breathed a sigh of relief, only feeling that his body and mind are in good health, and his body and mind are at ease.

"." Ludwig sat next to him at some point, showing a dumbfounding expression at this moment, patted his shoulder, and just about to speak, a shadow was cast in front of the two of them.

Dazai stood in front of them, with his hands behind his back, and said with a resentful face: "...It's too much, Kunikida-kun, it has completely become my denunciation meeting. I have been with you for so long, is it in your heart? , I have no advantage at all—”

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became straight, his body swayed, and he was about to fall to one side.

Before Kunikida could react, Ludwig got up, supported him, pushed him to sit on the sofa, and said: "...postural hypotension, you just sat on the floor for too long Don't stand up so quickly."

"." Dazai didn't make a sound, following the strength of his hand, he was pushed into the sofa without any resistance, put his hands on his knees, sat upright, raised his head to look at him, obediently It's like a finely crafted toy puppet.

Kunikida realized that he opened his mouth at some point and was looking at them in a daze, so he closed it all at once, swallowed meaninglessly, and was about to speak again.

I saw the way Dazai looked at Ludwig at this moment.

He couldn't describe that look.

Like a tired bird returning to its nest,

Like leaves falling to their roots,

It seems that the shadow of the clouds in the evening floats towards the distant mountains in the sky.

That look is filled with so deep, so deep,

"Nostalgia".

"I didn't expect Dazai-kun to suffer from hypotension."

Low and low, like the evening wind blowing through the birch forest, Rodion's voice filled with sympathy and worry came.

Then he coughed violently.

At the same time that Ice Marsh asked "Are you okay", Ludwig had already let go of Dazai, walked over, took out a bag of something from his pocket and put it in his hand, and said, "Pay attention to exercise more, you can relieve a little depression." Symptoms of blood pressure. In addition, using traditional Chinese medicine may be effective. This is Chuanbei powder, which can relieve cough. I found it when I saw your cough the other day, but I forgot to give it to you.”

Rodion took it, smiling gently and demurely: "Thank you very much."

For some reason, Kunikida felt that the atmosphere at this moment was a bit strange, and unconsciously turned his head to look at Dazai.

Seeing him curled up on the sofa, silently looking at the two people over there, there seemed to be a trace of sourness in his eyes.

However, it disappeared completely in the next second, as if he was dazzled just now, and his eyes became the same as the calm lake again.

Xie Ye on the side laughed jokingly and said, "Ludwig seems to have studied Chinese medicine in addition to pharmacology. It's not bad, and it's almost complementary to me."

"It's really a coincidence. In fact, Chinese medicine also has some related bone setting. I still want to discuss it with you."

Then Ludwig sat on the seat next to Yosano again, and Bingquan discussed poetry with Rodion again, and everything was the same as it was 10 minutes ago, only Dazai was sitting on the sofa, holding a soft bag in his arms. Soft pillow, head down.

Luanbu sat on the floor in front of the TV, looked at it with a little helplessness, and said, "Dazai? Come on, I pressed pause. I haven't won yet."

"...Hey, Dazai?"

Although he couldn't figure out what was going on, Kunikida thought about it, and still felt that something was wrong. Just as he was about to ask Dazai if he was okay, he raised his head with a cheerful expression on his face, as if the various mood swings just now Never existed before: "...Oh, Kunikida-kun is not suitable for such a hesitant expression. It is said that if you worry too much every day, children and small animals will want to attack you. !"

What he wanted to say was forgotten in an instant, Kunikida remembered how much time he spent on worrying every day, and couldn't help feeling worried, and wanted to get his pen: "...Is that so!"

"Yes, yes! Come on, come on, quickly remember——"

"...if you worry too much...you will have the urge to be attacked by children and small animals."

Kunikida wrote vigorously, murmuring words, and quickly finished writing a new record.

Just now.

"...Although I lied to you."

A voice that suppressed laughter came.

"—— Dazai, you bastard—"

Kunikida broke the pen, feeling a surge of anger welling up in his heart, and was about to roll up his sleeves and walk towards him.

Dazai ran behind Ranpo in three steps and made two steps, and made a face at him: "Well~ well, don't be angry, being angry every day is good for physical and mental health~"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand perfunctorily: "Let's talk about it later, I want to fight Mr. Ranpo again! You can write your diary carefully~"

"...Hmph. I'll clean you up later."

Although the anger in his heart has not subsided, after all Mr. Ranpo and others are still there, Kunikida can't beat him to his heart's content.

And after he reminded me, I also found that there were still some details in my diary today, and my plan for tomorrow was not perfect, so I started to write again.

In this way, it was as if nothing happened in these ten minutes, and everything was completely the same as the scene at the beginning.

Perhaps human beings are constantly running in a huge circle.

"Speaking of which, Ludwig, you are like a candle."

Edogawa said this to me when everyone took turns preparing to wash up.

"...Huh?" I looked at him.

But he waved his hand and said as if he hadn't made any sound just now: "Well, it's all right. I'm going to find the ice marsh."

...Although I still feel that there is something in what he said, since he didn't want to say it, I didn't ask.

This suite is suitable for three generations of grandparents and grandchildren. There are two double bedrooms upstairs and a baby room. The living room and entertainment room downstairs can also sleep one person.

She and Xie Ye were the only women, so they naturally went to the baby room to sleep alone. When I found out, I didn't feel much at all, but said amusedly: "It's also a very novel experience."

Dazai and Kunikida live in the same room as partners, and as for the remaining four, I’m sure I don’t feel at ease with Edogawa and Fyodor living together, so it becomes a matter of me or Arisia looking at him The problem.

Since I am a light sleeper, I will react faster to anything and have a relatively higher force value, so I sleep on the sofa in the living room, far away from the door of the entertainment room where Fyodor is.Alisha went to live in the second bedroom with Edogawa.

Although there is a high probability that no one will act tonight, just to be on the safe side, we have divided it into four time periods, and each group will stay vigil in one of them, and wake everyone up at any time if there is a situation.

Fyodor and I were between 5am and 7am the next morning, and now it was time to catch up on sleep.

But when I looked at these two sofas and the quiet moonlight outside the window, I felt a little dazed.

It’s as if I was still in Dazai’s dormitory. When I turned my head sideways, I could see his innocent sleeping face like a child, with his hair hanging down softly, and his eyelashes quivering uneasily, on his cheeks as clear as fine porcelain Casts light shadows.

In fact, these days, I am also a little confused.

I know that he has been plotting against me all along.

Even when we were on the long street under the cherry tree, even when we were watching the sunset together on the top of the mountain.

Even in that dormitory, under the moonlight, when there were no other sounds around, only the breathing of two people.

They were all thinking about how to find out my abilities and how to push me into a desperate situation.

He never trusted me.

Never really cared about me.

So, tonight when I turn away from him and walk towards Fyodor.

...Why, showing such a sad expression?

The author has something to say:

? "You can't even come up with a little funny stupidity!" - Pushkin "Eugen? Onegin",

(It can be regarded as using a stalk from Jiangnan's "Youth Here", Duan Yu in his pen recited this poem in order to chase after Wang Yuyan who likes Pushkin hhh)

Well, a high-energy transitional chapter.

A few small hints:

1. Luanbu's "I haven't won yet" = "You haven't lost yet" = He doesn't necessarily hate you as much as you think, don't give up, try it.

It's encouraging Zai Chong.

2. "Candlelight": attracts moths living in the dark to throw themselves into the flame without hesitation.

3. He and Xie Ye brought the topic to the current study of Chinese medicine, also to help Zai out of the siege.

4. Fei Jia deliberately coughed when the two of them were about to make some progress.As for the intention, I don't need to say it hehe.

Among these people, except Kunikida who has not yet fully digested what he saw, everyone is aware of Zai's state.

After all, it's deeply rooted.

(And I deliberately didn't hide it, show it, and want to soften my heart now. Zai is still Zai.)

Today, he finally realized that when Zhang Zai saw himself caring about Fei Jia (of course it was a fake caring), the look in his eyes was very sad.

...the eyes of a kitten that has been raised but abandoned.

In the next chapter, I will continue to abuse from the perspective of slaughter~~ (Actually, I think other people’s perspectives can also be used to abuse hhhh)