Chapter 49 Childish Detective x Radio-Sketch Boy

The shop owner's gaze immediately changed, shifting between Xia Youjie and Xiaolu Youye with a look that seemed to say, "So that's what they were like."

Yuya stammered, "You...you want to get my name tattooed?"

Xia Youjie nodded, and then asked him, "Is it not allowed?"

Names are never unique; no one knows how many people in the world share the same name.

But even the thick-skinned Yuya could never believe that the name Xia Youjie Tattoo had nothing to do with him.

The body is the only thing a person possesses at the time of birth.

Now, Xia Youjie wants to add Xiaolu Youye's name to this item.

It's as if... he belongs to Yuya Ozawa.

For the first time, Xiao Lu Youye avoided Xia Youjie's gaze.

"Do whatever you want. It's your body, so you can get whatever tattoo you want."

Xia Youjie smiled.

Seeing this, the shop owner patted his chest and assured him, "I'll definitely give you a good tattoo. You can have whatever font you want. My handwriting is quite nice."

Xia Youjie raised an eyebrow, not directly expressing his dislike: "Do you have a pen?"

"Yes, you can use this. You can first roughly imitate it yourself, and then wipe it off with a damp towel."

The shop owner gave him a pen, which Xia Youjie took and handed directly to Xiaolu Youye.

"Yuya, please sign your name."

Yuya Kojima, still holding the pen, tried to struggle a bit: "My handwriting is so-so."

Xia Youjie thought: Little liar.

Yuya Ozawa's handwriting is just like his personality, with rounded edges and is quite cute.

"Since we're getting Yuya's name tattooed, Yuya's signature is the only thing that matters."

Xiao Lu You hesitated, but still signed his name on Xia Youjie's waist. Because of his stiffness, he wrote slowly, stroke by stroke, like a beginner writing.

The pen tip was cold and sharp, and Xiao Lu You was always worried that he would hit too hard and pierce Xia Youjie's skin.

As if sensing his caution, Xia Youjie suddenly grabbed Xiaolu Youye's hand and poked it hard.

The pen tip pierced the skin, and bright red blood gushed out.

It was the very last stroke.

"Why did you suddenly grab me? It made my hand tremble." Xiaolu Youye threw down his pen and quickly went to find a tissue.

Xia Youjie didn't pay attention and casually wiped it away with his hand: "Isn't this because you look scared, Youye?"

"I am not made of paper."

"Hmph, you yourself said it doesn't hurt, so it doesn't hurt."

Xiao Lu Youye muttered to himself.

Xia Youjie lay on the bed and let the shop owner start tattooing him.

Yuya Kojiro looked at the long tool and quickly turned his head away.

That's terrifying.

The tattoo didn't take much time, and Yuya's name wasn't complicated; it was done in just over two hours.

"Come on, you two, take a look and see if you're satisfied."

Yuya went over to look and saw that Xia Youjie's name was engraved on his waist.

Because of the machine-printed name, it was slightly raised and reddish, making him feel a burning sensation when he saw it.

"This is what it looks like right after the tattoo. It won't be so red and swollen after a few days."

Xiao Lu You stopped looking: "What?"

Are there any precautions?

"Cover it with plastic wrap and try to remove it after three or four hours, because there are a lot of bacteria in the air right after the tattoo is done, and if you don't keep it covered, it may cause infection and inflammation."

"Then try to take warm showers recently, the water temperature shouldn't be too high or too low, and secondly..."

The shopkeeper went on and on about all the things to be careful about, and Xiao Luyou took notes diligently. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Xia Youjie staring at her, and said with some displeasure, "Are you even listening? Be careful, or you'll get an infection."

"Since Yuya has already listened, I don't need to listen anymore. Yuya will take good care of me."

Yuya retorted, dissatisfied, "I'm not your babysitter."

That's what they said, but seeing Xia Youjie holding up the corner of his clothes, Xiao Lu Youye still took some plastic wrap and covered the tattooed area for him.

He made Xia Youjie raise his hand, then pulled the plastic wrap around Xia Youjie from behind to the front, and then circled it again and again.

Only stop after making sure the clothes won't cause any painful friction when they're put down.

When I turned around to pay, I realized that the shop owner had disappeared sometime earlier.

"Money? I definitely can't accept your money. If it weren't for your help back then, I would have been dead long ago. I haven't done anything to repay you over the years, it's just a tattoo, I really don't want the money."

"At worst, you can just introduce me to some more friends who want to get tattoos."

Unable to argue with him, Xiao Luyou could only agree: "I will introduce my friends to come."

Many members at the lower levels of the Mafia believe that tattoos add to one's imposing presence. If they're interested, they can be introduced here.

Setting up a tattoo parlor specifically for the Mafia might be a good idea.

Yuya kept it in mind and planned to mention it to Dazai later.

"You shouldn't eat spicy food in the first few days after getting a tattoo, so you need to pay close attention to your diet," Xiao Lu Youye reminded Xia Youjie. "If the wound gets infected, your tattoo will be very painful."

"I'm staying at Yuya's house, so I can just eat with Yuya."

Yuya frowned: "You're going to stay at my house too? I don't have that many rooms."

He doesn't run a hotel, so how can he accommodate so many people?

Xia Youjie ran his hand through his hair and casually smoothed it down: "There's room."

“I bought the house next to Yuya’s. If we knock down the wall, Yuya’s bedroom can become a bit bigger.”

Yuya Kojima was shocked: "When did this happen?"

"Last night? To be more specific, it was 9:30 last night."

Yuya Kojiro recalled, "I remember that the family of five who lived next door to me had lived here for many years and had a deep affection for this place. There were other people who wanted to buy the house here before, but they didn't agree."

"How did you manage to get them to agree in just one night?"

Xia Youjie said casually, "As long as they have enough money, that's fine—the money I gave them is enough for them to build ten houses like this in other places, and they can be as nostalgic as they want."

"They promised to move out within 24 hours, and I've arranged for someone to unpack the rooms. It should all be ready by the time we get back tonight. Oh, and about that mattress Yuya likes, I specially ordered a 4m x 4m one, so Yuya can sleep however he wants."

Xiao Luyou also felt like she had a thousand words stuck in her throat.

I can't express it in my chest.

To build ten houses...that would cost a fortune!

Although it's unknown how the Mafia will change after Dazai takes over, the fact that Mori-san had such a headache before must mean that they were desperately short of money.

Even if Dazai comes to power, he cannot suddenly become rich unless a gold mine is discovered.

In this situation, Xiao Luyou is also quite sensitive to money.

Xia Youjie watched as Xiao Lu Youye's expressions kept changing, and leaned closer to him: "What is Youye thinking about?"

I think you really like me.

Xia Youjie was stunned. This was indeed true, but how did the topic suddenly jump to this point?

"I once heard someone say that where there is love, there is money. You're so willing to spend money on me, you really like me."

Now it was Xia Youjie's turn to be speechless.

He fell into deep thought.

Why is Yuya's way of thinking always like this, so this way and so this way?

He couldn't describe it.

The two were walking on their way to the Armed Detective Agency.

"We've arrived. This is the place."

The Armed Detective Agency is located on the first floor, which is also a coffee shop. Standing at the entrance, you can smell the bitter, rich aroma of coffee beans.

As Yuya Koshiro walked over, he happened to run into someone coming out.

A pink-haired boy, who looked to be a high school student like himself, was carrying a three-pack of coffee jelly and had a "=v=" expression on his face.

However, Yuya noticed that the pink-haired boy looked at him with a hint of surprise.

It felt like I knew him.

Yuya thought: Maybe I've mistaken him for someone else. This person has two greenish, receiver-like things on his head. If he had seen this person before, he would definitely remember him.

As a psychic with telepathy, Kusuo Saiki heard the entire message perfectly.

...

That's incredibly rude.

I am your savior.

If I hadn't turned back time, how could you possibly have had the chance to meet again?

It's incredibly rude to think such things about the person who saved my life, even if you once made me delicious coffee jelly, it's still unforgivable.

While inwardly complaining, Kusuo Saiki remained expressionless. He nodded to Yuya Oguri as a greeting, and then left.

"It feels strange, even though it's unfamiliar," Yuya murmured.

Shaking off the unfamiliar thought, Xiao Luyou also led Xia Youjie to the first floor.

The stairs are a bit old, and they occasionally creak when you step on them.

Once you go up to the first floor, you can see a door with a sign that reads "Armed Abilities Society".

Yuya Kojima went up and knocked on the door. The door opened immediately, and a girl opened it.

Then came a barrage of complaints.

"You're way too late! I've been waiting for you since this morning. I haven't even had a single snack while waiting for you. Do you know how many people have tried to feed me?"

"Why don't you just let him go get the tattoo by himself? Why do you have to accompany him from beginning to end? It's because you're always soft-hearted and want to take care of others that you get taken advantage of."

I've been waiting for you all morning, and I haven't eaten yet.

"Hey, cook me some ramen."

"Ranpo, you're talking too fast and too much."

Xiao Lu You also turned to look at Xia Youjie, then turned to look outside the door.

He only pointed to himself after making sure there was no one else around.

You're talking about...me?

"If it wasn't you, who else could it be?"

"Fool."

"You big idiot."

The speaker sat fully seated in the chair, hugging his knees. His black hair was slightly disheveled, suggesting it hadn't been well-groomed.

White shirt, brown vest, black trousers.

He squinted when he spoke, and had a baby face full of childish innocence, looking...like a little kid.

"I'm not a child, I'm a detective from the Armed Ability Society, the most powerful detective." As if seeing through Yuya's thoughts, the childlike detective puffed out his cheeks and complained.

Xiao Lu Youye looked at Xia Youjie in surprise: "Did I just say what was on my mind?"

Xia Youjie: "No."

The childlike detective immediately became smug: "I'm the most amazing detective, isn't it easy for me to guess what you're thinking?"

"Yuya, I'm hungry."

"Don't ignore what I'm saying anymore."

Xiao Lu You also wanted to say, "Why are you emphasizing that you're hungry?" But because of a strange sense of familiarity, he changed the words that were on the tip of his tongue: "Then, where is your kitchen?"

The short-haired girl who had just opened the door said, "I'll take you there."

Xiao Lu You also looked at Xia Youjie, asking with his eyes if he wanted to go together.

The childlike detective interrupted them: "You, stay."

"I have something to tell you."

Xia Youjie raised an eyebrow slightly.