Cosplaying Nezuko in Bungo Stray Dogs

Not checking the almanac before going out truly led to a year of misfortune. While cosplaying Kamado Nezuko from Demon Slayer, I slipped on a banana peel and transmigrated!

The world I crosse...

Chapter 65 Make me cry

Chapter 65 Make me cry

Huh, I think this story is almost finished, I'm going to decide to have a bad ending hahahahahahahahaha (the mental state of a contemporary author) But the extra chapter still has me going to Demon Slayer and Bunno's main world again.

Nezuko and Alice were playing with the two little ones. She had no interest in knowing what Douma was talking about with Mori Ogai.

The two kids who were actually carrying children looked at each other.

When Nezuko came to her senses, Douma had already arrived in front of them. He ruffled her hair and left with Dazai and the others.

Mori Ogai looked tiredly at Q, who was transformed by Douma into someone who could control his own supernatural powers.

Why is Mr. Fukuzawa so lucky? How come all the diamonds he's eyeing end up in his possession? Is it really his fault...?

Douma was wandering aimlessly in Yokohama when Dazai Osamu asked, "What are you looking for?"

Douma: "Books."

"ah?"

Isn’t that thing in the Special Ability Department?

The people from the Special Ability Department who were observing Douma in the dark heard it and hurriedly reported it, but when he finished speaking, he found that he was surrounded.

Dazai Osamu smiled and said, "Are you done? Then lead the way. We'll wait until you finish speaking."

Special Ability Agent Department Staff: You are a very nice person.

Forced to lead the way back to the Special Ability Department, Douma ignored the smiling faces of Taneda Santouki and walked straight in.

He walked around and knocked on Sakaguchi Ango's desk: "Take it out."

Sakaguchi Ango glanced at Taneda Santouki, and at his signal, he stood up and took out a torn page from the drawer of the table.

Douma stretched out two fingers to hold the edge of the torn page to avoid physical contact, and after a while he let go and prepared to leave.

"That thing is useless now. It's still useful for going to the toilet."

Ango Sakaguchi was stunned and quickly picked up the pen to write a few words he had tried before, but nothing happened.

"Wait a moment."

Douma touched the sleeping little Dazai in his arms and stopped as he was told.

The armed men outside ran in and aimed the machine at Douma and his men.

Gojo Satoru was still lazing around, while Kochuu, who was sitting on his shoulder, was watching silently. Dazai Osamu was not panicked at all, while Douma looked at Taneda Santouki coldly: "You scared my child."

Farming Mountain Fire: ??? Who? Who are you talking about?

He looked at the not-at-all-afraid little Chuuya and the sleeping little Dazai and thought it was ridiculous.

"Sir, you took our top secret stuff away, so we can't let you go."

Besides, Sakaguchi can't read his information, so such a dangerous person cannot be released.

Douma: Unless you want your subordinates’ brains to explode, just read it (smile)

Douma looked at them with disdain: "Just you guys?" His expression was as arrogant as that of a chicken plucking a cat's hair.

Someone lost his patience and shot Douma.

Sakaguchi Ango was a step too late: "Stop!"

Bang——!

Little Dazai was awakened by the noise. When he opened his eyes, he saw Douma who had been shot in the head, with blood covering half of his face.

Dazai Osamu's pupils shrank and he stood there, not knowing what to do.

Sakaguchi Ango looked at Dazai Osamu worriedly. He could see that Douma was very important to Dazai Osamu, just like that person back then... This time it was because of the people from the Secret Service...

Taneda Santouki sighed with some regret, reprimanded his impulsive subordinates, and then looked at Gojo Satoru and Dazai Osamu hypocritically.

However, he found that apart from Dazai Osamu and Kochuya who were in normal emotions, there was no change on Gojo Satoru's face.

Little Dazai stared blankly at Douma, whose head tilted due to the impact, for a while. After he came to his senses, he curled his lips and tears immediately filled his eyes and he burst into tears.

“Wow!”

As time goes by, little Dazai's mind gradually becomes in line with his age, so he is crying so sadly now.

Kochuuya still had the same mental capacity as before, he was considered half god after all, and seeing Kodazai crying and his angry powers revealed, everyone in the Psychic Agents Division felt the pressure.

Then everyone in the Special Ability Agent Department watched in horror as Douma, whose head had been blown off, slowly straightened his head. The bullet hole on his head gradually healed and squeezed out the bullet.

Douma looked up at the Special Agents Division with undiminished momentum, his face gloomy. "You... made him cry..."

The breath that was stuck in Dazai Osamu's chest was released, and he stepped forward to take care of the sobbing little Dazai and walked out first.

Sakaguchi Ango was sweating from the pressure of gravity: "Mr. Douma, please..."

Douma didn't even look at him and said coldly: "Then get out first, this has nothing to do with you."

Gojo Satoru kindly carried the weak-legged Sakaguchi Ango out.

Only then did Zhongtian Shantouhuo realize that they were in big trouble, and that the child was not to be messed with.

They weren't that angry even when they were shot in the head, but if little Dazai started crying they were doomed.

The moment Sakaguchi Ango was taken out, he was frightened by the screams coming from inside.

The detective agency that came to join in the fun (?) shuddered inexplicably when they heard the voice.

Edogawa Ranpo went up to Dazai Osamu and rubbed little Dazai, then picked him up and ran away. Of course, he was caught back in a short while.

Yosano Akiko wiped the blood off Dazai's face and pinched Dazai's cheeks to stop him from crying.

Douma helped the Special Agents to stretch their muscles and received free treatment before coming out covered in blood.

Then he gently rejected Xiao Dazai's request for a hug: "I'm dirty, so I won't hug you for now, okay?"

Sakaguchi Ango: You weren't so gentle just now.