Chapter 109 Epilogue (Part 3): Some Everyday Life
Located at the intersection of a bustling street, the brick-red building on the fourth floor houses the Armed Detective Agency.
Sunlight streamed through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, warmly illuminating Ranpo—he was sprawled across the entire sofa, sleeping soundly with barely a soft snore, looking utterly content.
Knock knock.
Ye Yihe tapped on the doorframe with his finger. "Thank you for your consideration, I've come to pay a visit—"
The previous operation was successful thanks to the president's tireless help at the time. His martial arts skills were indeed extremely high, and even Ye Yihe was not sure if he could beat him.
If it were his previous body, he might have been able to fight to a standstill in hand-to-hand combat; but this body sculpted based on Fyodor's... well, it can only be said that he is still working hard to train and improve his physical fitness.
"Iher!"
Before the president could even speak, a pair of beautiful, dark green eyes snapped open.
Ranbu jumped up from the sofa, skipped over happily, and took the food box from Ye Yihe's hand. "What kind of snacks are they today? What are they? What are they?"
"Ranpo, that's very rude of you," the club president said, stopping him.
How could they just take what was in Ihe's hands without even saying thank you!
"Eh—the president is an old man."
Ranpo's response to this was to turn his head, stick out the tip of his tongue at the president, and make a face.
President: "…………"
This...this is clearly basic etiquette procedure...
"It's flower cake and donkey roll."
Ye Yihe answered with a smile, and then took out another gift containing writing brushes, ink, and an inkstone, and handed it to the president.
The president, who calmly accepted the gift, had a slight gleam in his eyes and was very pleased, guessing what the gift was. "Thank you for your trouble."
After handing over the thank-you gift, Ye Yihe asked Ranpo, "Are Rimbaud and Verlaine at the detective agency?"
"Donkey rolling? What is donkey rolling?"
Ranpo, puzzled, repeated the strange name of one of the desserts, but decided to answer Ye Yihe's question first.
"They went to help out at the 'House of the Dead' theater. Although they didn't have a show scheduled for today, they're still super busy—luckily, the detective agency doesn't have many cases today, so Akiko can handle them all by herself."
"Oh, and also, our detective agency has recruited a new member named Kunikida Doppo,"
Ranpo picked up a flower cake and took a big bite. Then, remembering to tell Ye Yihe some good news, he mumbled, "He was taken by Akiko to familiarize himself with the case, so I stayed at the office to take a nap."
Ye Yihe nodded in agreement, "Congratulations, congratulations."
This is really not easy. With Rimbaud and Verlaine around, the difficulty of recruiting new members for the detective agency has increased dramatically.
The main problem is that the standards set by these two are too high, to the point that many people with superpowers have difficulty even passing the initial interview, let alone the subsequent membership assessment.
Since Rimbaud and the others weren't here, Ye Yihe prepared to take his leave and go check on the situation at the [House of the Dead Rats].
He had just returned from Russia and hadn't had a chance to visit it in person since.
If it weren't for Tsujimura Mizuki saying that it's so popular now that tickets are being sold in limited quantities every day, Ye Yihe would have thought it was still in the planning stages... cough, I really feel bad for Oda Sakunosuke and the others.
He was originally supposed to play a wicked, pleasure-loving priest in one of the episodes, but Fyja disrupted the plan.
Perhaps next time I could really try the twin priests...?
It's unclear whether Feda will agree.
On the way to those five landmark buildings, Ye Yihe, who was speeding along on his motorcycle, was lost in thought.
When he arrived at the destination, he was shocked by the sheer number of people in front of him.
Of the originally planned five buildings, only the largest headquarters building is currently open—but the lobby of this building is packed with people.
Ye Yihe glanced at them briefly; they all looked very young, and most of them were women.
In the center of the deepest part of the hall, there was a reception desk, where a petite, black-haired girl stood.
She wore a pure white long dress, and her hair reached her waist; not only was she exceptionally pretty, but her voice was also particularly pleasant, with the tone of a lovely girl.
"Are you sure you want to experience the Storm Myth storyline? Okay, please take the elevator to the seventh floor, where a guide is waiting for you."
"Your ticket... Okay, please select the Nordic vampire storyline. Please take the elevator to the thirteenth floor. Once the room is full, you can begin your visit."
"Hello……"
She seemed really busy, so Ye Yihe hesitated for a moment, but decided not to disturb her work.
He walked to the side to observe more closely and found that only a portion of the people were queuing to pay for their tickets; the majority were people who had finished their visit and were excitedly discussing it together.
Ye Yihe originally thought that people would be too scared to approach a place like the former port mafia building, where many people had died, which had been transformed into a horror-themed haunted house... but he didn't expect the business to be so booming.
—On this point, Ye Yihe was completely wrong.
When the business first opened, many people were indeed wary of this, and they were very cautious about even getting close to it, fearing that real ghosts would jump out from inside and kill them all to vent their hatred and resentment.
But there are always some daring horror enthusiasts who dare to try it out, mustering their courage to step into the hall and buy a ticket.
Then... the forums for horror fans exploded with messages.
The haunted house itself is scary, but... nobody said that all the NPCs in the dungeon are so beautiful...
Handsome men of all types! Top-tier looks of all types! And we're even accompanying them, engaging in super close-up scenes!
Thanks to its thrilling and suspenseful storyline and the performances of top-tier handsome actors, The House of the Dead's capacity quickly soared to its limit, forcing the company to implement a daily ticket pre-sale system.
Even if there really are vengeful spirits in this building, it won't stop their overwhelming enthusiasm.
This has kept Oda Sakunosuke and the others extremely busy lately, and they've been returning later and later each day—meaning that Ye Yihe, whose attention was completely drawn to Fei Jia, hasn't noticed.
However, at this moment he fully realized just how popular the "Rats in the Dead House" business was.
Let's not bother them then... I just wanted to ask Verlaine how he was getting along with Rimbaud, Chuuya, and Mary Shelley. It wouldn't be a problem to ask when I had time.
Just as Ye Yihe was about to leave to check on Fei Jia's condition, he heard someone calling him slowly from behind.
"Ihe? How strange, are you all alone? Where is that cunning rat?"
It was Osamu Dazai, dressed in a black shirt and white suit with a pure white coat draped over his shoulders. His left sideburn was tucked behind his ear, revealing most of his handsome and refined face.
It was a style he had never seen before, but it matched the style of the clothes that Tatsuhiko Shibusawa had given him.
After Dazai appeared, a series of suppressed gasps of surprise rippled through the hall.
Ye Yihe, examining Dazai's attire, suddenly realized, "Dazai, did you also write a new version of yourself?"
"Oh, it seems to be some kind of White Reaper identity, teaming up with Shibusawa, with the goal of killing all the superhumans."
Ye Yihe: ...Wait a minute, doesn't this character setting overlap with the previous Fei Jia?
Dazai Osamu waved his hand dismissively, seemingly in a good mood.
"Then, the players are responsible for becoming superhumans, being chased down one by one by me and Shibusawa, screaming and running away... Phew, the whole process was quite interesting."
"It is said that this was Shibusawa's suggestion, and Ayatsuji was in charge of writing the designs—he insisted on making clothes for each of us, saying that he accidentally bought too much fabric."
Who would believe an excuse like "I bought too much fabric"? It's obvious he's addicted to the sewing machine and insists on making them a few more clothes.
"So what about Fyodor? Where did he go?" Dazai asked again.
“…Ahem,” Ye Yihe coughed awkwardly, put his fist to his lips, and whispered a gentle explanation to Dazai, “He’s still sleeping.”
Osamu Dazai: “………………”
Dazai Osamu: "What? You're only doing this for the first time now?"
Ye Yihe: "...Why are you so blunt?! Aren't you even an adult yet?!"
Ayatsuji is one thing, but Dazai is only seventeen years old this year, yet he can say such things without any scruples... He really underestimates the native Japanese...!
"Heh, I thought you guys had already come up with a lot of tricks back in the cell." Dazai let out two light laughs, full of sarcasm.
"So you and he are both so innocent? Really?"
"…………This is the normal procedure, right?" Ye Yihe asked incredulously.
Was he too old-fashioned? No, right? Fedia was clearly trying this for the first time and didn't have a clear understanding of his own limits at all...!
"Yes, that makes sense."
Dazai Osamu stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Strictly speaking, you've only been born for about six years, even younger than Chuuya... Okay, I'm going to call the police."
Ye Yihe: "…………Stop it now."
Actually, he lived to be in his twenties in his previous life... He wasn't a minor, either physically or mentally.
Dazai Osamu laughed again before changing the subject, "So, is my boss here to inspect the work?"
"I just came to see Rimbaud and Verlaine... and also to drop by and see you all," Ye Yihe said honestly. "I didn't expect it to be so lively."
"Verlaine and the others? They're currently showing their partnership and brotherhood; you won't be seeing them for a while."
Dazai Osamu covered his mouth and yawned. "I had just finished one round of the performance and during the break, Sigma told me that he saw you in the lobby on the monitor, so I came down to find you."
"I see..."
Ye Yihe nodded, "Do you want to hire some more helpers?"
“It’s already difficult to recruit people with superpowers who are willing to work here, let alone those who aren’t malicious.”
Dazai Osamu spoke listlessly, preferring to use "here" to refer to the haunted house rather than mentioning the name "the rat in the dead house."
"However, it wasn't entirely fruitless."
He let out a wicked laugh, "There's a boy named Ryunosuke Akutagawa whose special ability is a perfect match for this place... Heh heh, he can control the shape of his coat with his mind, and he can scare players every time."
"His sister, Xiao Yin, works at the front desk, which is perfect for helping to greet guests. In addition, we also hired some support staff without superpowers, otherwise we would have been too busy to handle everything."
As Ye Yihe listened, he nodded with shame. If he hadn't gone to Russia with Fedia, he could have been of some help...
After examining Ye Yihe's outfit, which was designed by Shibusawa, Dazai Osamu simply extended an invitation.
"The White Reaper Trio is actually three people. Since you're wearing the same series, come and try it on with us in the next round."
"Huh, me?"
Ye Yihe, who was originally the one who proposed the haunted house plan, was immediately very interested.
He immediately and happily took the elevator upstairs with Dazai, completely unaware that Dazai Osamu gave a meaningful look the moment the elevator doors closed.
Ah, let that mouse wait all alone in the little building.
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