46 Jinjiang Exclusive
◎Dora: How about we go to Meursault to celebrate?◎
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"Well……"
Atsushi Nakajima hesitated for a moment, then quickly said, "Is it because of the 30 million? But since Chuuya-san can come up with 100 million, it shouldn't be too difficult for you to treat you as long as Mori-san is willing, right?"
"Am I obligated to accept charity from others?" Ryunosuke Akutagawa scoffed, his face expressionless. "Human Tiger, it seems that Wakai-san hasn't taught you the principle that one cannot be a fish."
A cold wind blew by, stirring up the fallen leaves on the ground. The black Rashomon beast suddenly appeared and slammed heavily onto a nearby street lamp.
"Is your learning ability inferior to Pushkin's?"
"..."
If Fyodor's terrifying quality lay in his unfathomable eyes that seemed to see into the depths of the human heart, then Akutagawa Ryunosuke at this moment exuded an aura of coldness, a chilling presence that seemed to have severed all emotions.
But... Kawakami Wakai also noticed some details.
When Ryunosuke Akutagawa noticed Atsushi Nakajima instinctively dodging, Rashomon Beast instead swung at a nearby telephone pole.
“Wakai-san…” Nakajima Atsushi cast a pleading look his way.
Kawakami Wakana simply blinked and scrutinized Akutagawa.
“Medical care is never forced,” she said. “If you don’t want to be treated, even Mr. Mori has no right to put you on the operating table.”
"If in your eyes your life is not even worth 30 million, then Dr. Blackjack's surgery fee is indeed too high."
Atsushi Nakajima: !
His pupils involuntarily contracted.
At that moment, Atsushi Nakajima seemed to understand why Blackjack had asked for such an exorbitant surgery fee, yet had put the bank card back under Mori Ougai's pillow during the treatment.
Was Ruoyi deliberately saying this to provoke Akutagawa into exploring his own value through the surgery proposed by Blackjack?
Atsushi Nakajima was stunned.
Ruo Yisang has indeed changed.
Compared to "Demon Man", he seems to be becoming more and more like Dazai-san, except that he retains a certain warmth.
On the other side.
"What? Pushkin met with Kawakami Wakana and was taken away by the Port Mafia?" Fyodor raised an eyebrow, having received the news from Sigmar, who had come to visit him in the hospital.
"Does Dostoevsky need my help?" Gogol asked with a smile, leaning closer to Sigma. "It's easy to resolve this situation. All you need to do is make Pushkin realize that Dr. Blackjack doesn't have the ability to cure the supernatural virus, and that he's already a traitor in your eyes."
“No need.” Fyodor shook his head. “Even if he resists, the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia will not easily choose to confront him on this matter.”
but……
Did they use his name to lure Pushkin there and deliberately exaggerate Blackjack's medical expertise?
He smiled.
The kitten seems to have really learned to bite.
Fyodor even felt a sense of anticipation. Was Kawakami Wakana merely a human experiment, or would she become a cat capable of accurately catching mice?
He picked up a queen piece from the chessboard in front of him.
So what are his next plans?
I'm tired of all this scheming and backstabbing. Maybe I should wait until I feel a bit better and then go to jail to celebrate.
Meursault Prison is quite nice.
…………
That day, Ryunosuke Akutagawa left alone.
He did not directly answer whether or not to have surgery, or whether he was worth 30 million, but Nakajima Atsushi felt that Wakai-san's words had always planted a seed in Akutagawa's heart.
Whether it can take root and sprout depends on Akutagawa himself.
In the following days, Yokohama appeared calm on the surface, but it was as if a typhoon was about to make landfall, and everyone was on edge.
After all, Pushkin's superior, Fyodor, the leader of the "Rats in the House of the Dead," has not yet intervened. If he does, Pushkin might find a more advantageous option than "compromise and cooperation."
All Yokohama could do was ensure his safety, at least to prevent him from living in fear of being treated as a traitor by Fyodor at any moment.
Saturday was the day Kawakami Wakana worked at the Whirlpool Cafe. When she finished work at four o'clock in the afternoon, she ran into a large group of people coming down from the Armed Detective Agency upstairs.
"President!" Noticing that President Fukuzawa was also there, Wakana immediately asked with concern, "How are you feeling?"
"Thanks to you, everything is alright now."
President Fukuzawa bowed slightly.
"That's good." Ruoyi chuckled.
She had been somewhat confused these past few days. Was she, like Fedia, manipulating people's hearts by deceiving Pushkin? She had even dreamt of Pushkin's angry eyes. But now, Ruoyi felt at peace.
Ultimately, the outcome was positive, and Pushkin was protected by the Mafia and escaped harm.
not to mention……
Only by learning to use "Fyodor-style thinking" can she have the same voice as Fedia.
"But the great detective has some good news!" Edogawa Ranpo, who had been asking questions while sucking on a lollipop, suddenly said, "As the hero who helped us find Pushkin, how about we go to the Special Abilities Section together?"
Special Abilities Division?
Kawakami Wakana had no idea what use going there would be for her.
Until Dazai Osamu said meaningfully, "The objective of the operation is to deal with Dostoevsky, so aren't you going to go either?"
"..."
Kawakami Wakana still showed up in the office of the Special Abilities Division.
The leader of Port Mafia, Mori Ōgai, and several of his executives also arrived. A small man with glasses was already waiting for everyone and led them into the conference room. As she sat down at the cold metal table and took the green tea prepared by the Special Abilities Division, Kawakami Wakana suddenly remembered that this bespectacled guy was named Sakaguchi Ango, a friend of Dazai Osamu and Oda Sakunosuke.
Aside from school class meetings, she had never participated in such a grand-looking commemoration. Kawakami Wakana simply held her teacup quietly, trying her best to blend in as an inexperienced college student among a group of powerful individuals with supernatural abilities.
Until she heard about Ango Sakaguchi's plan.
Meursault, a notorious prison for people with supernatural abilities, houses mostly serious offenders...
Ango Sakaguchi said that Francis, the former leader of the "Group", has the ability and is willing to help the three starter families find the whereabouts of "Demon" Fyodor and assist the Armed Detective Agency and the Special Abilities Division in capturing him.
"..."
Will Fedia... shed tears behind bars?
Fedia, through Pushkin, orchestrated the "mutual destruction" incident, nearly plunging Yokohama into chaos. This alone is enough to land him a life sentence.
But the problem is...
Let that Fedia go into Meursault?
If it fails, then so be it.
But if it succeeds, is it really Fedia's miscalculation?
For some reason, Kawakami Wakana felt a chill.
"Objection," she heard herself say.
All eyes in the conference room were on her. The gazes of the Armed Detective Agency members, in particular, made Ruoyi feel somewhat embarrassed.
But she still mustered up her courage and said:
“I’m not trying to excuse Fedia… no, Dostoevsky. It’s true that bad deeds should be punished. It’s just that he once told me he never does anything he can’t win.”
"So what exactly are you trying to say?" With a -1 favorability rating, Chuuya Nakahara slammed his fist on the table.
“What I mean is,” Kawakami Wakana paused, “if Meursault can really trap Dostoevsky and lock him up, it wouldn’t be a bad thing for Yokohama. But what if he can’t?”
"The stonefish, which hides on the seabed disguised as a rock and launches a sudden attack, is more dangerous than a shark that comes with its gaping jaws."
"I think that if we were to bring him to Meursault, there would likely be two outcomes—"
“Meursault will do him no good; he and his men will resist, even resorting to radical measures, which could bring chaos to Yokohama.”
“If Meursault is a safe haven for him that lowers the guard of various powers, then he may very well be ‘strategically imprisoned’.”
"Everyone thought they had won, but in reality, everything was still under Dostoevsky's control."
“Oh?” asked a bald man in the conference room. “Do you perhaps think there’s a better idea to deal with his ‘strategic imprisonment’?”
“I don’t know,” Kawakami Wakana said.
"But... I think that when dealing with Dostoevsky, we must never let him feel that things are going according to his script."
As he said this, Chuuya Nakahara pursed his lips tightly, Mori Ougai touched the girl next to him who was licking a lollipop with one hand, while playing with a scalpel in the other, only Osamu Dazai's lips curled up.
"Ranpo-san..."
At that moment, taking advantage of Kunikida Doppo's inattention, Dazai Osamu carefully nudged Edogawa Ranpo next to him with his elbow.
"Now, do you still object to Kawakami Wakai joining the club?"
"After all, you saw what happened just now. If it's Ranpo-san, you should understand, right? Compared to you and me, Wakana-chan might have a sharper weapon: 'thinking from Dostoevsky's perspective.'"
and--
Now, Wakai-chan also needs the supervision of the Armed Detective Agency to prevent her from going to another extreme one day.
Edogawa Ranpo didn't respond directly, but he opened his slightly narrowed eyes and looked at Wakana with considerable interest.
…………
Kawakami Wakana discovered that there were quite a few surprises today.
Besides the fact that her words were actually heeded by the three major families of Yokohama, there was another good thing.
She became a member of the Armed Detective Agency.
The president said that the original plan was to confirm the intention to join the club before holding the entrance test, but since Kawakami Wakana made a contribution in the "Co-eating" incident, if she is willing to join the detective club, this is the entrance test that she has already passed.
Just now, as a member of the detective agency, she got to know everyone again.
In addition, the president promised her that she could work part-time as a physical therapist while working at the detective agency. She wouldn't have to turn down the offer she already had.
And next Tuesday is her birthday.
Humming a song, Kawakami Wakana left the Special Abilities Department and went to a nearby cake shop.
Since starting university, Hinata Natsume has been celebrating her birthday with friends whenever she has time, otherwise she spends it alone. Her need for birthday cakes has also decreased.
But because she was in a good mood today, she went to the cake shop specifically to order a larger cake.
But when she hummed a song and pushed open the glass door of the cake shop, she stopped in her tracks.
Gogol was sitting at the center table, twirling a dinner knife in his hand, a cherry steadily embedded in the blade, and on the table was another…
Mickey Mouse cake.
The shop assistants also kept glancing at him. But their expressions made it impossible to tell whether they thought he was "really amazing" or "is there something wrong with his brain?"
Kawakami Ruoyi: "..."
It's you again?
"Is Feya running a fever, having a stomachache, or a headache this time?" she asked.
“Fydya’s condition is much better now,” Gogol said with a smile. “As for why I’m here, it’s not strange at all, is it?”
"After all, Dostoevsky's birthday is coming soon. November 11th."
Kawakami Wakai: Huh? ?
[Author's Note]
The next chapter will be cute (but not really).
Small Theater
I think that once Ruoyi and Fyodor achieve true symbiosis, Fyodor might really enjoy combing her hair and trying out different hairstyles.
Until one day
Kawakami Wakai discovered—
etc!
He's a guy, and his hair isn't long either, so how come he can braid hair better than me?
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