Chapter 82 Happily Sharing a Pancake

In the morning, after completing his swordsmanship training early in the morning, Shinpachi Shimura rushed to the Yorozuya at the appointed time.

The owner of this Yorozuya is called Sakata Gintoki, a decadent uncle who has excessive sugar intake but regards sugar as his life.

When they were just one store away from reaching Yorozuya, Shimura Shinpachi stopped.

"Huh?" The black-haired boy in a kendo uniform and glasses asked curiously, "Is there a new detective agency here?"

He looked curiously through the open shoji door. It was very clean inside. Apart from a workbench, there was only a sofa for entertaining guests in the hall.

It seems like there is no extra funds.

The decoration style is very simple, even simpler than their Yorozuya decoration.

But——the store manager is very beautiful.

Although she was wearing a simple kimono made of coarse cloth, she possessed an unparalleled beauty, more beautiful than any courtesan he had ever seen. Her ochre hair draped softly over her shoulders, her face was fair, and her eyes were as calm as the sea, but filled with sorrow. Just one glance at her would make one's heart race, and one would want to do something for her.

The pure and naive boy couldn't help but feel excited. Looking at his busy boss, Shimura Shinpachi smiled.

Although the world is terrible, beautiful things happen every day to heal people's hearts.

Just as he was about to head to the Yorozuya shop in front, a burly man walked into the store, which made him stop in his tracks with a stern look.

He was a notorious gangster in Kabukicho.

Shinpachi Shimura walked a few steps to the door of the store and wanted to remind the boss, but saw a big man who was much taller than the boss stopped in front of her, and his shadow from above covered her completely.

It's a very ominous opening.

"Welcome to the detective agency. How can I help you?"

A gentle smile appeared on the boss's beautiful face, and her voice was tender and pleasant, but a little awkward?

Shinpachi Shimura's face was full of tension as he secretly observed everything, ready to rush forward if his boss was in danger at any time!

"Hey!" the big man said in a gruff voice, looking stern. "Don't you know that I protect this street? If you want to open a shop here, you have to pay protection fees!"

No way!

Shimura Shinpachi clenched his fist. This guy is not from this street, he doesn’t even live on this street!

The gentle smile on her beautiful face froze, as if she hadn't expected someone to cause trouble. The boss looked at the man, who was much taller and stronger than her, and murmured, "I thought he was the first customer since the opening."

Her disappointed and weak look did not arouse the man's sympathy. Instead, he became more aggressive and looked at her with lustful eyes: "Hey! Hurry up and hand over the protection fee! I'm very busy and don't have time to stay in your shop..."

"I don't have any money." The boss's delicate features turned cold. "If you're not here to entrust me with a task, please leave."

Her voice was also cold.

But... it seems a little thicker than before?

Shinpachi Shimura, who was worried about his boss, didn't pay much attention to it.

I just think that for a single woman to open a shop in Kabukicho, where there are all kinds of people, there must be many reasons and difficulties.

"How dare you open a shop here without any money?!" The big man grabbed the boss's chest and said, "I must receive the protection fee today. If not, I can pay it in other ways!"

"I've already told you I'm broke. You bastard, don't you understand what I'm saying?! With your dirty thoughts in your head, do you want to be crushed by gravity?!"

It's a man's voice with an elegant ending and some magnetism, and he even clicks his tongue when he gets angry.

Shinpachi Shimura stopped as he was about to help, startled in place by the sudden sound, and stared blankly.

The beautiful and delicate boss grabbed the big man's hand. Under the coarse cloth, she thought there was a white and slender wrist, but unexpectedly, it was a bulging strong muscle.

With muscles like this, he could easily punch eight big men, right?

Looking at the big man who was knocked down by a punch and fell to the ground unconscious, Shimura Shinpachi suddenly felt that the world had become magical.

The mood that had been healed before was now like a cut cake. The cake without the cream and fruit layer was dry and hard to swallow, just like his heart at this moment.

Noticing that the person at the door hadn't left, Nakahara Chuuya straightened his posture and looked back: "Is it the guest who came to entrust you with a commission?"

Is it him?

A classmate of Hayana in high school whom I met at Hayana's house.

Don’t even pretend!

It’s a man’s voice that’s so good that it can make girls cover their faces and scream!!!

The cry in Shimura Shinpachi's heart had already broken through his eardrums.

Then he noticed that although the man's chest was undulating, it was not big at all, and without the cover of hair, the Adam's apple on his neck was clearly visible.

What a bad start to a day.

Just as he was about to leave in despair, another male voice with a joking smile appeared.

"Time's up~ Looks like Slug will be responsible for cooking and washing dishes today."

Shimura Shinpachi looked towards the man's voice. He was wearing a solid blue yukata. He was tall and long, and the coarse cloth clothes did not make him look poor at all. Instead, they were made more elegant by his temperament, giving him the illusion that this man was wearing top-quality goods.

Look up again.

A handsome man with black curly hair confronted the boss with ochre hair. One of them smiled in a way that made him want a beating, while the other clenched his fists and looked angry.

It's a bit like a human teasing a furry kitten?

"Are the results in?"

The beautiful black-haired woman yawned and wiped the tears from her eyes. She asked softly, "I just heard some fighting. Is anyone here to cause trouble?"

"I lost, not a single customer came," Nakahara Chuuya said dejectedly, "Next is that bastard Mackerel."

Dazai Osamu said confidently and elegantly: "If I were in charge, there would be a steady stream of clients coming to us."

"There's someone standing at the door right now."

Hayana Takanashi also noticed Shinpachi Shimura standing at the door.

Then she calmly looked away: "Don't pay attention to him, he is a poor glasses kid."

Shimura Shinpachi: “…”

Shimura Shinpachi: "You don't even know me, do you?! Is it really okay to call someone poor so calmly and nonchalantly?!"

Even if she said he was a poor man, he would not have any opinion because he himself was poor!

But the glasses, and poor glasses at that, he absolutely cannot tolerate it!!!

"And you!" He pointed at the ochre-haired young man, becoming even more furious. "You're clearly a man, yet you're pretending to be a woman. Deceiving someone's fragile heart is simply too much!!!"

Looking at the raging fire burning behind the young man, the three people in the room were stunned.

Takanashi Hayana got to the point: "So you are rich?"

"Rich!" Shimura Shinpachi shouted.

His sister just gave him some pocket money.

No! He was talking about the man disguised as a woman!

By the time I realized what was happening, I had already been invited into the house for tea.

Looking at the tea brought by the black-haired young man, Shimura Shinpachi was stunned for a moment before politely responding, "Thank you."

Anyway, is there something wrong?

He thought that the man of high status in the store was serving tea himself, while the black-haired woman and the ochre-haired young man squatted at the door and seemed to be discussing something.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Dazai, Dazai Osamu." The man sitting on the sofa introduced himself, then pointed at the two people at the door. "The short guy is Nakahara Chuuya, and the very beautiful and charming woman who makes people willing to do anything for her is Kotori Hayana."

"Who is the shorty? You bastard Dazai!" Nakahara Chuuya, who was squatting and tossing in front of the tall and strong man, turned around angrily.

Hayana Kotori asked, "Is there?"

Nakahara Chuuya shook his head and stood up: "This guy is a poor guy."

They're actually engaging in a smuggling operation in broad daylight?!

Shimura Shinpachi was shocked!

Later he learned that the store was newly opened today. Because all the money was used to buy furniture, there was no money to buy firecrackers, so it opened very quietly.

In order to open the business quickly and increase sales, Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya started a competition to attract customers within the specified time, and added a difficult condition: dressing up as women.

It's not about any difficulty conditions at all.

Just for fun, right?

Looking at Dazai Osamu's mischievous smile, Shimura Shinpachi was very sure of this.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Shimura Shinpachi. Um... who is the boss among you?" he asked.

Hayana Kotori raised her hand: "I am."

"Then your detective skills must be very strong, right?"

"I don't have that kind of talent."

"Very clever?"

"No match for the person across from you."

Shimura Shinpachi blinked. Although she had no talent for solving cases and claimed she wasn't smart, she seemed to be acting inexplicably reasonable, though she didn't know why...

I always feel that the atmosphere between these three people is a bit weird.

Mr. Dazai and Mr. Nakahara seem to be at odds with each other, but surprisingly they get along well on some points?

"So what is the case you want to entrust us with?" Dazai Osamu asked with a smile.

Shimura Shinpachi: “…”

This smile always gave people a dangerous feeling as if he was going to empty his pockets, strip off his clothes and sell them, leaving only his underwear.

In fact, he himself has no case.

But...the old lady next door...

"Looking for a cat?" Hayana Takanashi was surprised.

"Yes." Shimura Shinpachi tightened his hands on his knees. "Grandma Hui's cat has been missing for several days. I wanted to ask Gin to come and help after work today, but... I happened to walk into this store."

He is nervous.

Noticing Shimura Shinpachi's little movements, Dazai Osamu immediately analyzed the character of the boy opposite him.

When he noticed the sharp gaze of the man opposite him, Shimura Shinpachi had a dangerous feeling that he was seen through, but when he looked again, the man opposite him still had a gentle and smiling face.

The three followed Shimura Shinpachi to the home of Grandma Murakami.

After looking around the room, Dazai Osamu, who was squatting on the ground, noticed something. He then picked up a piece of cat hair and put it in front of Chuuya Nakahara and put it in front of his nose.

Under Nakahara Chuuya's puzzled gaze, Dazai Osamu curled his lips and said, "Even the smartest person can't understand cat language. It's impossible to find a missing cat without any clues."

Nakahara Chuuya asked him, "What do you want to do?"

"At this time, it depends on the taste."

Pushing the cat fur forward again, Dazai Osamu deliberately said, "I leave it to you, Chuuya."

"Huh?! Are you treating me like a dog? I'm going to beat you up..."

Looking at Nakahara Chuuya, who was raging at Dazai Osamu by the collar, Shimura Shinpachi sighed helplessly. These two people looked unreliable no matter how he looked at them. Now he could only pin his hopes on Kotori...

Huh? Where's Ms. Takanashi?

Squatting in front of Granny Mura Hui who was making pancakes, Hayana Kotori received a piece of pancake from the gentle Granny Mura Hui.

Holding the plate, she happily ran over to the two men who were playing around to share it, "Chuya, Dazai, it's pancakes!"

"ah--"

Dazai Osamu opened his mouth and Hayana Takanashi tore off a piece for him.

He tore off another piece and gave it to Zhongyuan Zhongye.

"Is it tasty?"

"tasty."

"Everything Hayana gives you is delicious~"

Look at the happy trio who gathered together to share a pancake.

Shimura Shinpachi: “…”

Hello! It's work time now!

What are you three doing?! Spreading your affection?

Did he take his client seriously?