Chapter 103 I am, Xing.


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Chapter 103 I am, Xing.

"Miss Airi is so cute! I didn't expect them to be so cute off stage too! Wow! What a successful performance!"

At night, walking on the street, Kakuta Mitsuyo put on a cheering jacket over her shirt, and confided to Yosano Akiko beside her with bright eyes:

"So dedicated! He insisted on performing even when he was injured! I will do this for a hundred years!"

“…”

"And I always feel like they understand me very well. Their eyes are sad but kind... Woohoo, I love them so much!"

“…”

"Why aren't you talking, Ms. Yosano?"

A look of pity fell on Mitsuyo Kakuta, and Yosano Akiko slowly closed her eyes.

"……fine."

"You don't like it? Thank you for your hard work, Ms. Yosano, for accompanying me to the show! Ms. Yosano is really a good person."

“Really…haha.”

Ever since... wait, why do I always feel like I've seen cross-dressing guys besides Sachiko? Anyway, after that, Yosano Akiko subconsciously paid special attention to matters related to gender.

If it weren't for this, she wouldn't have suddenly discovered that there was something wrong with the three beautiful girls.

If it weren't for this, she would have been able to enjoy the performance tonight.

If not...

I can’t stand it anymore! There are three men up there!

The innate skeletal differences between men and women will still be subtle even after modification. As Yosano Akiko watched the performance, her smile gradually disappeared. When she went backstage to meet and shake hands with the girls and observed them closely, she became more certain.

Estrogen is overflowing, the breasts are fake, the butt is fake, the waist is made by removing ribs, and the face has had surgery. □□The objects that should have existed are completely gone, completely gone! !

What else could she say? Could she say it to shatter the boy's dream? The boy didn't even realize that their injuries were not from falls but from beatings, and that their naturally sickly postures were due to fever. Their expressions told him that they had deliberately had high fevers.

You guys are working too hard.

"They will be back to Tokyo after staying in Yokohama for a few weeks. How about we come and see them together next time?"

She moved her lips, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself from saying it. It was really difficult for her to say it out loud.

Facing Mitsuyo Kadota's sparkling eyes, Yosano Akiko really couldn't say something like "the three girls you are fans of are three grown men, even though they have no organs, they are still grown men"... How should she tell him the answer? She was waiting for her online so anxiously.

Finally, she closed her eyes tightly and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth:

"I have something to do with Mr. Ranpo, let's go back quickly..."

"Really? Then we need to hurry."

You'd better slow down. Whether your boyish dream survives or not depends on whether Mr. Ranpo is willing to show mercy...

The two took a detour before returning to the Armed Detective Agency. Recently, the Armed Detective Agency had special work at night, and since they were not needed for the time being, they were granted special leave to go out and watch a show. It was already dark when we returned. We walked through the quiet streets, and the floor of the Armed Detective Agency was still brightly lit.

"It looks like it's over."

"Case? How did you figure that out?"

"Because there is usually a lady sitting at the second window on the right, and she's not there, so they should have gone off work. The reason they still have the light on is probably because they're waiting for us, right?"

Yosano Akiko looked at Kakuta Mitsuyo with new eyes.

This guy really learned a lot from Edogawa Ranpo.

The two of them quickened their pace and turned an alley. Yosano Akiko was careful as she walked down the slightly dark stairs. Just as she was about to go upstairs, she heard Kakuta Mitsuyo suddenly speak.

"Eh...? Ms. Sachiko, why are you here?"

Sachiko?

Sure enough, at the entrance of the alley not far from the other side of the detective agency, Edogawa Sachiko was standing there. She seemed to be just standing there, but when she heard the sound, she turned around and looked at them.

"Ms. Sachiko, it's getting late. Come here quickly. It's very dangerous at night!"

Edogawa Sachiko stood half in the shadow and half in the light, her iris-colored eyes watching them quietly. The eye in the darkness could faintly reveal a hint of dark blood color.

"Don't worry about her! She's a good fighter! Come upstairs quickly, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Edogawa Ranpo opened the window and shouted downstairs.

"Ohhh! So it was Mr. Ranpo who asked her to go? We'll come up right away."

Mitsuyo Kakuta didn't think much about it. Although Sachiko Edogawa looked dull and quiet, she was actually surprisingly good at fighting. It seemed that her body had a conditioned reflex to attacks, which made her at least a little stronger than him.

After hearing Ranpo say this, he went upstairs.

Yosano Akiko lagged behind by one step and looked at Edogawa Sachiko with some confusion. Sachiko turned her head away, and it seemed as if she was not looking at anything.

She didn't think about it any more. Maybe it was just some idea of ​​Mr. Ranpo that others couldn't understand.

**

The girl stood at the entrance of the alley, her slightly curly bangs falling on one side of her fair and clean face, her high ponytail neat and tidy, and she was wearing a loose shirt and long skirt that better flattered her figure.

Her quiet, empty eyes fell emotionlessly on the man across the alley. She was so soft and harmless, like a white lamb in the hands of the devil.

If Mitsuyo Kakuta and Akiko Yosano had just taken a few steps towards him, they would have seen another person who looked exactly like Sachiko.

Or rather, another Sachiko.

The young man in the windbreaker leaned against the wall, observing her with interest.

"What a terrible taste. How about trying a cake skirt next time?"

Time laughed sarcastically.

Even though they were almost discovered, Dazai Osamu didn't care. He tilted his head and waved his hand. The girl took a few steps forward and was completely swallowed up by the darkness.

He walked around the girl several times, while Edogawa Sachiko just looked in the direction in front of her like a puppet.

"Sachiko? Is that your new name?"

“…”

"Can't speak? Really?"

Dazai Osamu took a step forward and got very close to Sachiko. He was a little taller than Sachiko. He lowered his head slightly and saw Sachiko's still expressionless face. He breathed cold air into her eyes, but she didn't react at all.

"I am you, tell me, what is your name?"

“…”

The girl slowly raised her head, her eyes completely sunk into the darkness, filled with an ominous gloom. She opened her mouth and for the first time uttered a light and hoarse voice that belonged to a young boy:

"Edogawa Yukiya."

Dazai Osamu looked at him expressionlessly, and his expressionless face was even more terrifying than when he was angry.

The girl's voice gradually became fluent, her eyes were still empty, but the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, which was indescribably strange.

"Xingye, lucky, someone who brings luck. I am...Xing."

"Xingye...are you worthy?"

Chewing on the name, Dazai Osamu sneered, his cold eyes still fixed on her:

"I hate surprises."

And Xing didn't care about what he said at all. She had a smile on her face like a ghost doll, a little malicious, a little happy. She spoke every word very seriously, and each sentence had a different tone, as if they were taken out from fragments of different people's conversations in her memory.

"Dazai Osamu, what a bad taste."

The last sentence completely imitated the tone of Dazai Osamu's previous speech.

It was obvious that she realized who the person in front of her was and was expressing herself awkwardly.

"You are also Dazai Osamu, you also deserve to rot in the mud." Dazai Osamu lowered his eyes and emphasized in her ear.

"You are me, I am Edogawa Yukiya."

Edogawa Yukiya ignored her and continued to stare blankly ahead, with the smile on her lips slightly flattened, seeming a little reluctant and a little disgusted.

It was crazy that Dazai could actually read her thoughts from her.

The girl closed her eyes, and when she spoke again, the words she said clearly did not belong to anyone he knew:

"Maybe it's a good thing for you not to be called Dazai Osamu?"

“…”

Dazai Osamu's eyebrows were gloomy, and he whispered:

"We're all going to hell together sooner or later."

She smiled happily:

"That's great. I'm really looking forward to it."

The lifeless face, the stiff and weird smile, the overly vivid tone, although it is clearly a dialogue, gives people a creepy feeling as if they are talking to an anthropomorphic person.

His mind moved slightly, Dazai Osamu turned his head, took two steps back, and had a complicated look in his eyes.

"You're going to protect the Armed Detective Agency, right?"

“……”The girl’s smile suddenly disappeared.

"Don't get in my way... Yukiya." Dazai paused as if the name was a little hot. He sneered as if to make up for it: "No matter what they do to you, you'd better not get in my way."

The girl stopped talking and just stood there like a dormant machine.

I was so unlucky. I just went out for a walk and saw this guy. It's really scary to see your own body moving on its own, okay? Dazai Osamu felt that he was extremely unlucky.

Dazai Osamu exhaled a foul breath, turned around and was about to disappear into the darkness, but suddenly he heard the voice of a girl behind him. She seemed to be imitating a conversation. One of the girls spoke in a tone very similar to Dazai Osamu, while the other was gentler. The two seemed to be chatting:

"...Five hundred billion...World consciousness...Negotiations...Main world...Museum...Past and future...What you need."

“……” Dazai Osamu looked at her silently.

After saying this very long sentence, Edogawa Sachiko lowered her eyes, took two steps back, and left the alley.

"Sachiko! Come back soon, it's time to go!"

Sachiko turned around and made a gesture as if she had heard something. Her smile had disappeared, and she only repeated softly as if unconsciously:

"It's time to go."

At the moment the girl left the alley and walked towards the Armed Detective Agency, the young man almost merged into the thick shadows in the alley. However, soon, with a snort of laughter, his shadow disappeared completely as if it had been erased by an eraser.

Just as he disappeared, a calico cat came over from a distance, seemingly just to check out the situation at the Armed Detective Agency. It found nothing, so it sat on the wall and yawned lazily.

**

"How is that possible!"

"You... please accept my condolences."

"For things like this, it's better to cut the Gordian knot, right?"

"Mr. Ranpo, this is too cruel! Too cruel!"

The Armed Detective Agency was in chaos.

Hikaru Kakuda represents the emptiness of love, and his entire body has faded into a withered yellow leaf in autumn.

"M-Male?"

"Well... he can't be considered a complete man, right?" Yosano Akiko tried to describe their situation objectively and accurately.

"But even so, she can't be considered a woman, right? What is this called, a transgender?" Edogawa Ranpo ate potato chips lazily, his words merciless.

"Stop talking!"

Mitsuyo Kakuta burst into tears, with tons of tears flowing.

"How could the perfect idol I finally became a fan of be a man? Ms. Airi, Ms. Chika... Not only are they not women, but they are not even complete men..."

"Ah, being a complete man isn't so bad... haha..."

After complaining a little, looking at Mitsuyo Kakuta's tearful head filled with grief and anger, Yosano Akiko couldn't hold it in and turned her face away with a chuckle.

Edogawa Ranpo was a little bit more wicked. He laughed, but seemed to feel that he was too rude. He pretended nothing had happened and shifted his gaze to look at the president who had been standing aside without saying anything.

"President, I remember Backstreet Girls were...?"

"He is... a subordinate of the Inugami Group. The Inugami Group is a very small underworld organization that has been active in the interior of Tokyo. They have a strong control over their territory, but are not used to expanding their territory. And... they are inexplicably very rich..."

After saying the last sentence, the president was silent for a moment, then continued:

"...I heard that there is a special way to deal with traitors... Maybe..."

"Ah! So it's their mafia members who are punished and become idols to make money, right? This guy is a genius!" Edogawa Ranpo suddenly realized: "This is incredible, Kakuda, your idol might be a gangster uncle."

"puff."

"puff."

"puff."

Wait, who else is laughing? It's you, Mr. President who is pretending to be calm. You laughed too just now, right? !

Mitsuyo Kakuta was crying, biting her handkerchief, and her sadness was like a river flowing back.

Hey, isn’t there anyone who pities him? His house has collapsed, his house has collapsed to the center of the earth! Even gender, the thing that is least likely to collapse, collapsed for him. Who could be more miserable than him!

"Oh, Sachiko! Sachiko, come and take a look. Do you think these three people are male or female?"

When Edogawa Ranpo saw Sachiko who had just walked in, he didn't ask her what she had just done. He pulled out the photos he found on his mobile phone and showed them to Sachiko.

Sachiko looked at the girl in women's clothes in silence for a while without saying anything.

That’s right, Sachiko can’t speak.

Edogawa Ranpo seemed to be aware of this as well. He poured a glass of water and placed it in Sachiko's hand with great interest.

"Sachiko, Sachiko, if you are a girl, don't drink water, but if you are a boy, drink water. I will count down from five, and you must make a choice within five seconds, 5...4..."

After hearing the instruction, Sachiko was silent for a moment, then raised the cup to her lips.

"Sachiko! Do you know that they are men!?" Mitsuyo Kakuta was shocked.

“No…”

Edogawa Ranpo pushed his glasses cautiously and acted as if he was concentrating on scientific research. He leaned down to look at the glass of water without moving at all.

"He made a gesture to drink water but didn't drink it. I understand what Sachiko meant. They are no longer complete men."

…

Don't be so strict about this kind of thing!

Mitsuyo Kakuta started to cry sadly like a little girl who was being bullied.

Yosano Akiko turned her face to the side, covered the corners of her mouth that were trying hard to turn up with one hand, and patted his back lovingly with the other hand.

The president turned around and prepared to leave work, his steps brisk, and he seemed to be in a very good mood.

It's unknown at some point that Edogawa Ranpo raised his head, and he looked at Edogawa Sachiko quietly.

Sachiko's empty eyes fell into his emerald pupils. The two looked at each other for a full minute. Finally, Edogawa Ranpo smiled.

Most of the time, Edogawa Ranpo's smile is childish, stubborn, proud, happy, and malicious. But the smile at this moment has a more meaningful maturity.

He didn't look at the girl again, but turned to look at Yosano Akiko and Kakuta Mitsuyo who were still crying and laughing.

"Alright! Lord Ranpo declares - disband!"

“Woo woo woo.”

"Don't be late tomorrow, Kakuda."

Amid the noise, the lights in the Armed Detective Agency were turned off one by one. The detective agency members lived nearby, so the president and Ranpo were responsible for sending them back one by one.

Mitsuyo Kadota was still very sad. Yosano Akiko felt that she should take a big responsibility, so she tried to comfort him very seriously, but she couldn't hold back her laughter. When Mitsuyo Kadota saw this, she cried even harder. Edogawa Ranpo rubbed his hands against the president's side, looking up as he talked about today's case. The president listened carefully and occasionally helped Ranpo kick away the stones that were blocking his way.

Edogawa Sachiko was the last one to come, following the main group slowly and obediently. Her iris-colored eyes saw the silhouettes of the armed society members who were playing and fighting or smiling gently.

She slowly raised the corners of her mouth, her eyebrows curved, revealing a light but real gentle smile.

A gust of wind blew by, and the smile disappeared. The girl remained expressionless, as if it was an illusion, without any trace.

It's late at night.

**

It's late at night.

Qian Jianmu put on a backpack, stuffed the prison gate border he took from the warehouse into it, and then explored the house openly.

According to his guess, this house should be the residence of the lost sorcerer. Because of its decline, the warehouse where Yumenjiang stored its warlocks had not been moved for a long time and there were no protective measures at all. He saw the surname Jingxia written on the documents in the warehouse, so the house should belong to Jingxia.

However, just as he reached the entrance of a yard, he heard the sounds of a woman and a man having emotional intercourse in the yard.

Thousands of curtains: ...

How uncouth! Did you start outdoors? I can't stand thieves!

"Yamano-kun...that bitch is dead. When are we getting married?" the woman said while panting.

"Wait a little longer. The property transfer has not been completed yet. Once I sell this house, we will go abroad and live far away..."

……?

Any melons?

Qianjianmu stopped and pricked up his ears.

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