"Only a dwarf wouldn't know about this kind of thing—" Dazai Osamu said in a long voice, asking for a beating. Nakahara Chuuya was a person who was easily angered. As soon as Dazai Osamu provoked him, he pulled up the collar of Dazai Osamu's clothes.

Fortunately, the height difference between them is not that big now, otherwise this action would instantly become funny.

"Hey, what do you mean!" Nakahara Chuuya has been annoyed with Dazai Osamu for a long time, "You've been like this since the first time we met, do you want to fight?"

Dazai Osamu chuckled and told a rumor that was circulating in Leibo Street, "Eight years ago, a huge firestorm occurred in Leibo Street. The cause is unknown - but I heard that the cause of the firestorm was called [Arabato]."

After hearing what Dazai Osamu said, Nakahara Chuuya's expression became quite cold and unhappy, "Everyone knows this, right?"

"And then~" Dazai Osamu looked at Nakahara Chuuya's bright and clear blue eyes with his gloomy and depressed iris-colored eyes that were not blocked by the bandage, "Chuuya, you also appeared in Yokohama eight years ago."

Dazai Osamu's face was relaxed, revealing a kind of carefreeness that made Nakahara Chuuya feel quite uncomfortable. "Even if they are children without identity in the slums, as long as they are willing to spend energy and time, they can find those clues that have been pulled out and determine how they appeared in Yokohama."

"Only you, Chuuya - even if all the intelligence networks are combined, there is no way to find any information about you eight years ago. At this time, I learned from the old man of your sheep... um, is his name Shirase?"

“What did you do to him?!” Nakahara Chuuya’s movements suddenly became ferocious, and the madness and anger in his blue eyes were enough to drive a person into despair.

“I’m not an idiot like you, Chuuya, who can only act without thinking—” Dazai Osamu slapped Nakahara Chuuya’s hand away in disgust, and then adjusted the collar of his clothes, but still explained, “Didn’t I tell you before? You guys invited me before.”

Dazai Osamu mumbled something else, but Nakahara Chuuya didn't hear clearly. The boy with soft and fluffy black hair continued, "The sheep guys are really all idiots - of course, after all, their [King of Sheep] is just a slug without a brain and can't think. I can't expect too much from them."

Perhaps he was used to the fact that Dazai Osamu couldn't say anything nice, so Nakahara Chuuya frowned and spoke in a firm tone, only paying attention to one important point, "I am not the king."

Without waiting for Nakahara Chuuya to express his thoughts, Dazai Osamu waved his hand perfunctorily, "Yes, yes - you protected a group of lambs just out of responsibility. Should I say you are stupid, stupid, or very stupid?"

"Anyway, I got a little more information out of him - Chuuya eight years ago had no identity or background, and it was under such circumstances that he was picked up by the original members of the Sheep..." Dazai Osamu clasped his hands together, his expression deliberately exaggerated, "Because he was picked up, he granted them whatever they asked - should I say you are the Fairy Godmother, or Cinderella?"

"But considering your height, perhaps the dwarfs in Snow White are more suitable for you?" Dazai Osamu said with a smile, "You should drink more milk, Chuuya. You are too short. I can only barely see your figure with a microscope."

"I'm not that short!" Nakahara Chuuya replied subconsciously.

Dazai Osamu changed the topic very quickly. He was teasing about height with Zong Yi just now, but his expression turned cold again in the next moment. "Chuya, don't you think this is too coincidental? You, who have no identity and no background, just happened to appear in the center of such a hot and violent area."

"Can you answer a question for me?" Dazai Osamu smiled, his eyes looking like holes that could suck people in. "Where did Chuuya from eight years ago appear from?"

"..." Nakahara Chuuya was silent for a long time before he let out a breath and looked at Dazai Osamu with a cold expression, "Hasn't your family already guessed it?"

"——Ah, that's right." Although it was not surprising for him, Dazai Osamu, who had already known a large part of the plot through the book, accepted the dwarf's admiring gaze without shame (it wasn't), "But for a play like this, it's better for the person involved to say it himself, right?"

Nakahara Chuuya glanced at Dazai Osamu. He had been calm since Dazai Osamu spoke, but only showed some emotion when he said that he knew everything but was obviously in bad taste. He said angrily, "I am [Arabato], do I have to say this myself?"

Dazai laughed softly and put his hand to his mouth to make a trumpet shape. "Rantou - did you hear that? The little dwarf has admitted it."

"You bastard--!" Nakahara Chuuya subconsciously raised his fist, but because of Dazai Osamu's next words, he suddenly froze in place.

"So, you wanted to find Arahato, not caring whether it would cause a counterattack from the Mafia, stealing the previous corpse, spreading rumors about Arahato, causing Mr. Mori to worry about this matter, and sending a part of his people - that is, me, to solve this matter. You who did all these things, can you now explain to Arahato himself why you did this?"

The young man who came out of the blind spot had long wavy hair and was wearing very thick warm clothes. Not only that, he also had a scarf, gloves, and earmuffs, as if the weather was below zero at the North and South Poles. The man called Randou by Dazai Osamu had a melancholy look in his eyes, giving people a feeling that he was not very healthy.

Facing Dazai Osamu's question, Lantang acted confused, without any shock or other emotions after being exposed, "I'm sorry... I really don't know how I should react in this situation."

"But I'm still a little curious. Why did Mr. Dazai think it was me?"

"You can tell this kind of thing at a glance, right?" Shin. sneaked a peek at the script and also eavesdropped on the famous detective next door speaking, Dazai Osamu, and said this with a smile.

However, after taking a glance at Nakahara Chuuya, who seemed to be completely confused by the inexplicable information, Dazai Osamu kindly started to explain the script.

It was like he had known about Chuuya Nakahara's identity for a long time, but he still did a superficial search for information, and finally asked Chuuya Nakahara to admit it. In this matter, he also found relevant information from scratch, which could be used as an explanation.

No matter who it is, even the detective from the detective agency next door, if he wants to deduce something, he has to rely on clues around him. If Dazai Osamu knew a pair of secrets for no reason, everyone would realize that there was something wrong with him.

There was no need for others to notice, as Mr. Mori could immediately start studying his problem. Dazai Osamu would never make such a basic mistake.

The story begins eight years ago - it seems a bit exaggerated, so let me explain it briefly. Eight years ago, the Japanese government discovered an unknown high-energy life form, the so-called [Arabato].

Then Europe sent two undercover agents to snatch this precious unknown power. As a result, the two undercover agents were surrounded by enemy troops while escaping. At this time, Lan Tang did something very scary. He wanted to use his own ability to seize [Arabatu]. If he could read Arabatu as a superpower, Lan Tang would have a stronger superpower, and then he could return to his homeland.

However, things took an unexpected turn at this moment. Because of his behavior, Huang Ba Tu lost control, which led to the violent riot in that area eight years ago.

Also because of the shock, Lan Tang lost his memory and forgot the correct use of his special abilities, and was recruited by the Hong Kong underworld to become a quasi-cadre.

Until some time ago, Lan Tang recovered some of his memory and remembered his name.

"I'm right, am I not, Arthur Rimbaud?" Dazai Osamu's face did not show the expected self-satisfaction, but only a little boredom.

"This is really beyond my expectation, Mr. Dazai, you really are worthy of being the confidant of His Highness Mori." Randou - no, Rimbaud, said this to Dazai Osamu.

"Mr. Mori already knows about this." Dazai Osamu turned his eyes away and said with a bit of boredom: "Why else do you think he sent you to help me determine the true identity of [Arabatu]?"

Of course, this was also something Dazai Osamu did on purpose. If he wanted to find intelligence on such an important matter, Dazai Osamu would definitely alarm Mori Ogai - if he didn't reveal it like this, Mr. Mori would definitely be more wary of him. After all, it's scary to think that a boy of only fifteen years old could bypass the Hong Kong underworld and find such important information.

But because of this, after getting the spoilers, the already smart Dazai Osamu's understanding of the inherent boredom of the world seems to have reached a new level. His eyes, which were not very transparent to begin with, now seem to be even gloomier.

"…So that's how it is. The hand that broke through the seal and pulled me out was you." Nakahara Chuuya's voice was very soft, but his tone was exceptionally calm. "Answer me, why do you want to find me now?"

Rimbaud lowered his head, his body trembling—not because of the cold. He was smiling, “Of course, you are qualified to know this.”

The surrounding scenery changed, and the subspace opened up by the supernatural power completely covered this location, flickering and swaying with a deep red color. The high-density air in the space fluctuated, filled with distorted light.

At this moment, an old man wrapped in black clothes and floating in the air appeared.

Before Dazai Osamu could reminisce with the previous leader, a silver-white light seemed to cut straight through the deep red space, bringing with it a beautiful illusion like a crane's wings.

"There was a loud noise in the sky, and Tsurumaru appeared!" Shibai stood up with the sword in his hand, and scattered cherry blossom petals seemed to flash around him. He smiled and said, "Are you scared by his sudden appearance?"

The author has something to say: Shibai: If you want to play with time and space with current politics, you are a hundred years too early! ... Wait, I seem to be here to die?

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