Chief Oda won't complain

Because the memory was awakened, I couldn't help but want to grab a small flag in my hand and wave it on the way to the Armed Detective Agency with Dazai, Kusaku, and poker.

And today's weather is very similar to the day I remember eating curry with a group, very sunny and bright.

It's not long since I became the leader, and the changes I've experienced so far are limited, as if there is not much difference from when I was a teacher in the past.

Anyway, there will always be situations where children are taken to the streets.

But this should be just an illusion, right?How could the leader's life be similar to the teacher's life?

Conversely, it is not sure, maybe everything is the same?

Halfway through, I stopped at a snack store to buy a bag of snacks that the kids would love to carry around.

But I only gave three of them to Dazai, Kusaku and poker.Because it was mainly purchased as a visiting gift.

Although the pure black building of Port Mafia is very good, I actually prefer the office space of the Armed Detective Agency.

Compared with "new" things, I prefer the marks left by people's daily use on old objects.

Whether it is architecture or daily necessities, it is always people who can give value to things.

Therefore, when I found the Armed Detective Agency for the first time, I liked it after just one glance, and then I couldn't help thinking of visiting more when I had the chance, so I specifically proposed to pick up Akutagawa today.

Anyway, this is a period of free time, and it would be nice to have Ango busy.

The reddish-brown brick building is located close to the sea, and the rainwater pipes and utility poles are covered with rust. The first floor is a coffee shop, and the fourth floor is a detective agency. To go up, you need to take a lift.

By the way, can I also convert the first floor of the port mafia headquarters building into a coffee shop?

Even if the building itself is required for security, outsiders without permission are not allowed to enter.

But the original number of staff in the building was large.There is also a great demand for coffee, a refreshing beverage.

I don't expect to sell coffee to my subordinates to make a profit, and there is a lounge in the building itself, and there is coffee in it.

Like the secretary's room next to the chief's office, it is equivalent to an upgraded lounge with more functions.Although I don't know why there is no coffee there.

Unlike Mr. Mori, I prefer a bright and open rest area like a cafe to the employees who are only allowed to take a breather in a small space.

The last time I came, I sat on the first floor and drank a cup of coffee, stared at the pedestrians on the street for a while, and then went upstairs slowly, but I was complained by Chaobu for being too slow.

Dazai, Hisaku and poker are here for the first time today.So the three of them looked around curiously.

"This place is far away from the coverage of the mafia forces in the port." Dazai said as if he was sighing at the scenery.

I introduced: "Well, because the Armed Detective Agency is different from the port mafia, it is a formal organization with a license to open with supernatural powers. It can be regarded as the twilight zone where day and night meet in Yokohama."

"Hey..." Dazai sighed inexplicably, "So, it is a very ambitious organization, do you want to take over Yokohama Twilight?"

In fact, with how smart Dazai is, at least he must have worked hard to investigate the detective agency from the moment he learned that I had made an appointment with Dr. Yosano for Akutagawa, and he must have been sure of the location of the detective agency.

To say such nonsense at this time, I think it is more to find something to say.

Dazai feels a little awkward, right?After all, it is an unfamiliar area, and it will definitely be uncomfortable to step out of the comfort zone.

I'm not worried about this, because in my world, Dazai is the secretary-general of the Armed Student Union, and he has a good relationship with Etogawa Ranpo, the president of the Armed Student Union.

The two of them just haven't met in this world yet, and they will definitely get along well after meeting.

When you arrive at the fourth floor, you will be greeted by a plaque written with a brush.Because of the remnants of some visual habits, I always feel that the words "Detective Agency" are awkward, and it would be more appropriate to change it to "Student Union".

The interior of the detective agency is a daily scene, the clerks are sitting at the desks processing documents, the receptionist already knows me, and when he faced me, he showed a surprised expression: "Ah, it's Mr. Oda, he's here to find Mr. Ranpo ?"

"Ah, come and visit me by the way."

"Please go to the president's room, Mr. Ranpo is talking to the president."

"Are you talking about business? I can wait outside for a while."

"No, Ranpo-san went to complain to the president-san because he found out about the decrease in the amount of snacks." The person who answered me was not the receptionist, but Kunikida.

He took steps that seemed to be carefully measured with a ruler, walked in front of me with a notebook in his hand, and was very concerned about me: "Mr. Oda hasn't been here for a while, have you finished with the things you need to deal with?"

I replied: "The staged goal has been completed."

Becoming a port mafia boss is not the end for me.Therefore, it can only be regarded as a phased success. Fortunately, the remaining part is already in sight.

"It's good that everything goes well." Kunikida moved his eyes to Dazai, Hisaku and Poker, "Who are these three?"

I gave a brief introduction, but didn't explain the port mafia composition of the three of them, only that they were my students.

In fact, Kunikida thought I was just a mandarin teacher until now.

Because when I first met Kunikida in this world, I couldn't help but talk more about my experience as a teacher in the past.

Kunikida nodded kindly to the three of them, and said, "I still have work to do, so I won't entertain you. If you're thirsty, go straight to tea—"

He got stuck suddenly.

Dazai caught it very keenly: "Mr. Kunikida, what happened to the tea room?"

Kunikida's expression became tangled: "This...no..."

Just at this moment, a clerk hugged his head and wailed at the workstation: "I can't figure it out at all. This thing, I have the hardest time with electronic products."

His colleague immediately showed a knowing smile: "Are you going to worship the Lord God again?"

"Yes..." The clerk stood up very solemnly, and picked up the microcomputer on the desktop. "Since God exists and is with us, we can't ignore it, right?"

"Don't forget the tribute." The colleague reminded.

"I will never forget it." The clerk solemnly picked up two tangerines, placed them on the microcomputer, and walked towards the tea room holding them all the way.

Although I didn't fully understand the meaning of all this, I already said something emotional: "It turns out that there are gods living in the tea room. In this case, it is really not good to go in and disturb me just because I am thirsty and want to get water."

"No! What kind of god is that guy with the flower bag!"

Kunikida suddenly yelled loudly, and immediately realized that he had lost his composure after shouting, and quickly turned down the volume: "I'm sorry."

Probably because he knew that he couldn't hide it, Kunikida stared fiercely at the tea room, while gnashing his teeth and said, "That's my friend Tianshan Hanabou, I introduced him to work in the detective agency recently, he is good at electronic machinery, no, it should be Said to be very talented."

I see.But why introduce it in such a hateful tone?

It sounds like you're talking about a lifelong enemy.

I know I'm being rude, so I just said, "Kunikida-kun is amazing, and Kunikida-kun's friends are also amazing, that's great."

A person who can be called a god must be very powerful.

"What's the matter, stop complimenting me, it's better to say that that guy made me lose face." Kunikida said unhappily, "My original intention is to let Hanako participate in normal work, get in touch with people more, and when commuting You can also breathe the air from the outside world and connect with the world... In short, you are living a normal life, but he actually lives in the tea room! I will never care about him again!"

After finishing speaking angrily, Kunikida's face suddenly changed: "Oops, time is running out, so that's it, I'll go to work first."

After finishing speaking, he left in a hurry.

Probably when Kunikida left, he also took away the oppressive air in the room.In short, the clerks who seemed to be working hard at first cast their eyes one after another.

"Ah, what a cute child." Someone picked up a mandarin orange to try to attract Kusaku's attention.

Kusaku showed him a big smile without hesitation, as if the sun's beloved son of God had descended into the world.

So more people dropped their work and gathered around.

Kusaku receives an unexpected welcome.

Any child is indeed as good and lovely as an angel before showing his troublesome demonic side.

And someone like me, who has already understood the bad nature of Kusaku, and has a responsible attitude towards society, should firmly refuse to contact Kusaku with ordinary people at this time.

Of course, this is a helpless move when Jiu Zuo cannot be controlled.

In order to prove to Mr. Mori that I can use Kusaku for my own use, letting Kusaku walk into the crowd without causing trouble is a necessary step.

Today, I still have some concerns, so I decided to conduct a trial in the detective agency, and first let Hisakusaku get in touch with the clerks on a small scale.

I rubbed Jiusaku's head: "Get along well with adults, don't run around."

"Got it!" Hisaku nodded happily, with a look of excitement, not sure if he listened to my request.

I let go, and a gust of wind blew in front of my eyes, and Kusaku ran away like a "let go" canine.Fortunately, he was obedient and didn't run outside, otherwise I would immediately regret it.

I silently counted down ten numbers in my heart to confirm that everything is normal, and I am relieved for the time being.

Only then did I realize that Dazai had been silent for a while. When I realized this, he just raised his lowered head and looked at me thoughtfully: "Does Odasaku come here often?"

"No, only twice."

"But it feels like a regular customer."

"is it?"

I thought about it, but I didn't feel that way.

Since Dazai said so, it should be.

"If Dazai also likes this place, you can come here often." I tried to recommend to Dazai, "I personally like this place very much."

"Well, it's rare to hear that Odasaku has something he likes besides curry. This place must be very interesting. Why don't we visit the gods in the tea room first?"

Of course I agreed, and I was idle anyway.

Ranpo is discussing with Mr. Fukuzawa about the important matters of the snack share, so it is inconvenient to interrupt.

The infirmary with thick soundproof panels is also closed, indicating that Akutagawa is still receiving treatment with Dr. Yosano inside.

So let's pay a visit to the gods during this waiting time.I remember just now that the clerks said that they needed to offer mandarin oranges, so I asked the receptionist for three.Me, Dazai, and poker each took one.

Just when the clerk who went in to ask questions about electronic products exited, I took a deep breath, stepped forward and knocked on the door with a frustrated mood, and then gently pushed it open.

"Excuse me, my lord." I said respectfully.

Apart from the necessary drinking water equipment, there are a pile of dazzlingly complex electronic equipment and a quilt in the pantry.

What about the gods?

Oh, wrapped in a comforter.

The author has something to say: The period when Mr. Quilt was the god of the tea room in the detective agency does not coincide with the current time, but it is almost the same anyway.

I didn't write a word yesterday because of some reasons that you don't care about!Hey, let's just pretend that I passed Wednesday ahead of schedule.

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