Chapter 81 Just call the other person's name and you will get a response

This is how things started.

After resolving Fyodor's conspiracy of the Five Degenerations of Heaven and Man, the Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency once again entered a truce period.

During a minor friction between the Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency, Hayana Takanashi told Dazai Osamu that they had organized a team-building activity in Karuizawa Hot Springs.

That night, Nakahara Chuuya met Dazai Osamu in the lobby.

With the good mood of taking a hot spring bath, at the moment when she untied her belt, Hayana Takanashi traveled through time.

Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya, who traveled through time with her, had worse luck than her.

The former was just about to enter the water, while the latter was only wrapped in a white bath towel and soaking in the hot spring.

As for why they knew they had traveled through time.

That's because they were currently in the Shinsengumi's intelligence management room, staring at the computer in silence for a while.

The city called Edo is not the traditional Edo they think of, but an ancient world mixed with technology composed of aliens, also collectively known as celestial beings, and samurai.

This also explains the pig heads, dog heads and cow heads on the street, they... are all celestial beings.

"I've traveled through time." Hayana Takanashi.

"It's time travel." Dazai Osamu.

"I actually traveled through time." Nakahara Chuuya.

Hayato Kotori had mixed emotions as he never expected that one day he would see aliens with his own eyes. In this world, they had no relatives and only the three of them to rely on.

The most important thing is that they have no money. Once they leave the Shinsengumi prison, there is a high possibility that they will starve or return to their old ways.

She doesn't want to.

In the other world, she didn't want to achieve anything because she had no sense of belonging.

"What are your plans next?" Nakahara Chuuya broke the silence.

Kotori Hayato thought for a moment and said, "How about eating first?"

Originally, she was planning to sneak into the room of that sadistic Sougo Okita, burn all his little books and special clothes, and watch him cry when he wakes up.

Now... it's not wise to get into trouble with the police.

So, the three of them dodged the patrols and guards, and sneaked into the kitchen in the dark. They searched around but couldn't find a single grain of rice, only a cupboard full of mayonnaise.

"Damn it! Are these guys rats? They eat everything so cleanly!" Ignoring the cabinet full of mayonnaise, Hayato Kotori complained angrily.

There was no choice but to return to the prison and handcuff each other.

Lean together to keep each other warm.

No one spoke, perhaps everyone was digesting the fact of their sudden travel through time.

As the sky brightened, the sound of sparse and rhythmic footsteps could be heard.

Next came the enticing aroma of food.

At some point, Hayana Kotori, who had fallen asleep on Chuuya Nakahara's shoulder, opened her eyes and met the calm red eyes outside the cell.

"Are you awake?" The light chestnut-haired boy had a malicious expression.

"Is dinner ready?" Hayana Takanashi rubbed her eyes and patted Dazai Osamu who was leaning on her shoulder.

"Of course... not," Okita Sougo mumbled, chewing on a meat bun with great relish. "The prisoners' meals are at noon, and they only eat dog food once a day. How could they possibly eat something as luxurious as a meat bun... Ugh!"

Hayana Kotori, who had been hungry for a day and a night, didn't care about that. She rushed forward and grabbed Okita Sougo's head. While the other party didn't have time to dodge, she pulled it back with force!

"I can't eat it, and you can't eat it either, you bastard!!"

"You're using meat buns to torture people, you idiot!"

A crisp "dong" sound echoed for a long time, and Okita's head was buzzing.

"Stop it! I'm going to be bald... I'm going to be bald, wow!!!" For the first time, Okita Sougo's head was buzzing and he felt a little overwhelmed.

At such a young age, he doesn't want to wear a wig!

And this woman, why does he always get humiliated by her?

"What are you doing?!"

A sudden low voice stopped the farce, and the three people and Okita Sougo, who was grabbed by the hair, looked towards the source of the sound.

Hijikata Jushiro puffed out a cloud of smoke, his handsome face showing impatience, and said, "You three can leave now."

He didn't find out anything about these three people. What was certain was that they had only appeared in Edo yesterday and had nothing to do with those anti-foreignation activists.

"We haven't had breakfast yet. Can we eat first and then talk about whether to leave or not?" Hayana Takanashi looked sincere as she grabbed Sougo Okita's soft hair.

Dazai Osamu nodded: "I agree."

Hijikata Toshiro's eye twitched. "I don't agree with you! Listen carefully, Illegitimate people. The Shinsengumi is not a charity. We don't have the habit of supporting idlers."

"But we're illegal immigrants," the young man with slightly curly black hair, still striking in his prison uniform, raised his hand and asked in a lovely voice, "Can we really just let him go like this?"

Hijikata Toshiro lit another cigarette. "There are so many illegal immigrants in this city. Stop using this kind of rubbish to languish in jail, you bastard. Young people should be self-reliant."

"Go back to what you did before."

Dazai Osamu propped up his chin and said, "I used to be a member of a detective agency."

"Then go back to being a detective."

Nakahara Chuuya frowned and said, "I'm a member of the Port Mafia."

"There's no Hong Kong gang here. If I find you doing anything bad, I'll definitely arrest you."

Hayana Takanashi: "..."

She slowly released the hair in her hand, and instead of looking at the chestnut-haired boy who was lying on the ground with his scalp numb in pain, she stared deeply at Hijikata Toshiro who was smoking.

The confusion of arriving in another world and the feeling of not wanting to do anything were alleviated by his words.

"You're right. Young people should be self-reliant."

"No matter how much we complain about the bad environment, the situation won't change if we don't take the initiative. The meat buns we want won't fly into our mouths unless we pay for them. Time continues to go its own way in decadence without any mercy. Even if we lose everything, at least we still have each other, so - it's about time for us who have been running away to stand up properly."

Seeing Hayana Kotori cheer up, Dazai Osamu smiled and said, "Yes, it's time..."

"It's time to let them see what we are capable of." Nakahara Chuuya's eyes were sharp.

Looking at the three of them, Hijikata Toshiro chuckled softly, "You look pretty good. Seeing how full of fighting spirit you are, I'll give you the clothes."

As soon as these words were spoken, the three were expelled from the Shinsengumi.

It seems that they really don't want people to eat and drink for free here.

The door behind him closed tightly, and Kotori Hayato's stomach growled.

On the second day of arriving in this strange world, they were given two prison uniforms as equipment.

...At least it's better than just wearing bandages and a towel.

The morning sun is a bit dazzling.

Staring at the rising sun, Hayana Kotori walked towards the pawn shop on the street in Kabukicho.

An expensive, custom-made dress was sold for a good price. The beautiful woman in the coarse kimono smiled brightly: "Start-up capital, got it!"

The three of them went to eat meat buns with egg drop soup.

My first breakfast here was delicious.

After eating, they sat by the river, looking at the shimmering water and discussing their next livelihood issues.

Finally, they unanimously decided to open a detective agency.

This is the only job that requires simple preparation and can be started quickly by just finding a room.

Of course, there was also the Mafia, but none of the three of them brought it up tacitly.

After deciding on the route to take, the next thing to do is to find a store.

Finally, I rented a house at a low price next to the Tose Grandma Hotel on one of the streets in Kabukicho.

At first, the owner refused to lower the rent. It wasn't until Dazai Osamu surveyed the store's furnishings that he said, "We've sold most of our stuff to pay off our gambling debts. If we keep holding out, we'll be fine. But can you still hold out, boss?"

The young man looked gentle, but the boss, who was hit accurately, looked nervous.

Dazai Osamu pointed at the wound on the corner of the boss's mouth and said: "The wound on your face must have been caused by a debt collector."

After signing the rental contract, Hayana Takanashi patted Dazai Osamu on the shoulder and praised him with a smile: "Well done! You are worthy of being Dazai!"

He has never lost in terms of brainpower.

It seems like opening a detective agency is the right path to take!

The house I rented at a low price was bare and I had to prepare everything myself. Cleaning this two-story building was also a physical job.

Hayana Takanashi went out to purchase groceries, leaving the house to Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya.

When the sun was almost setting, she came back and saw that the house was completely new.

Nakahara Chuuya stepped forward, took the things from her hand, and said slowly, "Welcome back."

Dazai Osamu came up to her and said, "I'm so tired, Hayana. The physical labor has made me so weak that I can hardly stand up."

"Most of the cleaning was done by me, you lazy bastard, Mackerel." Nakahara Chuuya was speechless at the man's shamelessness.

The key is that this guy is particularly good at acting like a spoiled child towards Hayana.

"Thank you for your hard work," said Hayato Kotori with a gentle look in his eyes, "I bought some sukiyaki."

Compared to the steamed buns in the morning, the second meal today was obviously richer.

Under the warm yellow light, the simple house blocks the wind from outside, and the hot steam from the pot with the aroma of meat warms the mood of everyone sitting around the table.

…

After dinner, she was lying on the roof looking at the stars when she heard the sound of tiles creaking beside her. She looked at the young man sitting next to her with his legs crossed.

The summer evening breeze rustled through my hair.

The second night in the other world was relatively calm and smooth, but when the night was quiet, I felt an indescribable low mood.

"...You two actually left me alone to wash the dishes and ran upstairs to get some fresh air..."

Nakahara Chuuya's irritable voice gradually calmed down, and the figure of Hayana Takanashi appeared and sat down next to her.

The three of them were silent and no one spoke. The atmosphere was very harmonious and peaceful.

"What a terrible development, what a terrible world!" After a long pause, Hayana Kotori asked, "Can we go back?"

"I will go back." Nakahara Chuuya said with certainty.

"It's not that bad." Dazai Osamu put his hands behind his head, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his lips when she looked at him. "Like Hayana said, at least we are still together."

Yes, fortunately the three of us are still together.

The little bird is flying in the morning, looking up, the night sky is full of stars.

No matter how bad the situation is, no matter how bad the direction of life is, as long as you look up, you can see countless flashes of hope, because we have never been apart from the beginning to the end, and we are still each other's backs that we can lean on if we lean our bodies slightly.

Whenever you call the other person's name, you will get a response.