Chapter 28: The Dark Time Overlord who uses mind manipulation on the female lead becomes Conan...
Realizing that I had pinned Dazai Osamu against the wall in front of everyone and stripped him so badly, I quickly released my grip on him and turned to Hirotsu and the others, saying, "I can explain!"
"I'd also love to hear your explanation, young lady!"
A light, airy voice reached my ears, and I realized that the young Dazai in front of me had regained consciousness. He gave me a chilling smile and reached out to grab the bandage in my hand.
"Can you give it back to me now? Taking off my bandages is worse than taking off my clothes!"
I feel like I'm doomed!
Seeing this scene that needs to be harmonized by so many people is not only bad for me, but also for the person who hates Shizai. He won't let it go after losing so much face. It looks like he's going to be ruined!
Let's worry about being scammed in the future. Right now, the most important thing is to prevent him from seeing the symbols on the bandages. Fortunately, I have all the symbols I don't understand in my hand. I'll just give the rest of the bandages back to him.
With a flick of my fingertip across the bandage, the long bandage split in two, and Dazai Osamu and I each took one half.
"And what's in your hand too." Dazai Osamu, who had taken back half of the bandage, stared intently at me with his dark, iris-like eyes. It seemed that even though his memories were sealed, he knew that there was information he had left on the bandage.
An ordinary person probably couldn't withstand the death stare of this youngest cadre in history. Fortunately, I not only surpassed him in combat strength, but also in status. So I used a fire-style ninjutsu to turn the bandage in my hand into ashes, then patted the black ash off my hands and said, "It's gone now."
Dazai Osamu stared at me silently with deep eyes, plunging the surroundings into a terrifying silence.
This invisible pressure made me involuntarily take two steps back, and my heart started to race. I really didn't mean to provoke him, but somehow I ended up doing something that felt almost provocative. I have a feeling he's going to dig a really deep hole for me in the future!
"If you want bandages that much, I'll take care of all your bandages from now on. Anyway, my future lab will never lack these kinds of medical supplies."
I chuckled awkwardly, intending to smooth things over with him. We'd be colleagues for several more years to come, and since I couldn't outsmart him, I figured I should just lower my stance a bit.
The most important thing is that only by building a good relationship with Dazai Osamu can I ensure that he will listen to my advice and join the Armed Detective Agency in the future. It's not like I can force him to do something like erasing his memory. It's better to avoid conflicts with him in the future.
Dazai Osamu slowly rewrapped the bandages around his body, then carefully buttoned his shirt before speaking in a detached tone, "You should know that I want more than just bandages."
Only after buttoning up his black suit and straightening his tie did this gloomy and dark-looking young man approach me and whisper in a dangerous voice, "Did you think you could keep your secret by doing this? I know exactly what you're hiding!"
My eyes widened in disbelief as I stared at the boy in front of me, unwilling to believe it was real.
But seeing Dazai Osamu's all-knowing, morbid smile, my heart wavered. Had all my efforts been in vain? Had he already seen through the truth and knew everything? How could he do that...?
Suddenly, I found it hard to breathe. The feeling of being intellectually crushed was terrifying. Not only did cold sweat break out on my forehead, but my fingertips also started to tremble. My mind was a mess, and even the sounds around me seemed unreal.
Perhaps due to excessive psychological pressure, the aftereffects of the spoilers also flared up at this moment. My head, which had been throbbing, suddenly started spinning, and I became unsteady on my feet, on the verge of falling to the ground.
Suddenly, someone steadied my shoulder, preventing me from falling. I clutched my dizzy head and was about to thank them when I saw Dazai Osamu's handsome face so close to me. I was instantly jolted awake.
"Take care of yourself." Dazai Osamu put his arm around my shoulder, looking incredibly considerate. However, the words he whispered in my ear were so cold and indifferent that they sent a shiver down my spine. "You still owe me, Miss, and I won't forgive you easily!"
Q: Is it possible to salvage a situation if you've offended the man who holds the script?
Answer: There's no saving him, just wait to die!
Just when I thought I could lie down and be buried, Dazai Osamu, who had been looking gloomy just a second ago, suddenly broke into a bright and sunny smile. "Just kidding, how could I dare to be rude to Miss? Even if Miss molested me in public, I would have to accept it!"
"Please stop talking, I was wrong." I said, exhausted. I knew I couldn't possibly outmaneuver this black mud demon, and I couldn't use force against him for the sake of our future plans. What else could I do? Just keep lying down.
"How could the young lady be wrong? Of course I'm the one who's wrong! How can I make up for my mistake?"
Dazai Osamu said in a lamenting tone, seemingly distressed, that he had no intention of letting me go at all. He must have seen through my helpless tolerance, so he started to push his luck, feeling that he was about to lose his salary card!
Fortunately, Mr. Hirojin, who had been eating badger in the melon field, finally remembered to rescue me. He came over and said to me with great concern, "Miss, are you feeling unwell? Let me take you back to rest."
I was about to nod when Dazai Osamu, who was supporting me, said something outrageous: "I'll take her back. After all, I'm dating the young lady too!"
My expression nearly cracked open in that instant. I never expected this scoundrel to lie so blatantly, especially with such shameless words. Looks like I don't need to wait for the future; he's already digging a pit for me, waiting to trap me!
Hirotsu Ryūrō was stunned by these words and exclaimed almost in anguish, "Dazai-sensei! You are committing a crime!"
"Huh? Why do you say that?" The seemingly sickly boy looked puzzled. His suddenly pure eyes looked incredibly innocent, but no one present would believe that he was really innocent. They thought his heart was black!
Sure enough, the boy in all black said something quite terrifying the next moment, as if it were perfectly normal: "We're the Mafia! It's normal for us to commit any crime."
He admitted it! This scoundrel admitted that dating me was a crime! Yet he still says he's going to commit a crime without any remorse. Is he trying to get revenge for the damage to his reputation? Forget it, can't we just be decent human beings?
I took a step back to keep my distance from the black mud spirit who was about to fall into the abyss of lolicon, and then said with great hesitation, "Mr. Dazai, you seem to have some misunderstanding about the relationship between us."
Dazai Osamu pressed down on my shoulder, his calm words turning into sharp knives, "Young lady, you did such an outrageous thing to me in front of everyone before, are you trying to deny it now? Why don't I take you to President Fukuzawa to settle the matter?"
Faced with Dazai Osamu's relentless pressure, I was beyond tears.
If I have truly committed an unforgivable mistake, let the law punish me. Why should I be tormented by Dazai Osamu?
So what if I have my memory erased? So what if I'm humiliated in public? So what if my reputation is damaged? Do they really have to try to destroy me?
Well, thinking about it that way, it's only natural that he would try to kill me.
I could no longer bear the psychological harm inflicted by Dazai Osamu, so I deactivated the transformation spell and transformed back into a little girl. Then, I pitifully clasped my hands together and solemnly apologized: "Dazai-nii-san, I was really wrong, please forgive me."
Dazai Osamu smiled, half-squatted down, put his arm around my shoulder, and whispered, "Well then, can you return my memories now?"
"No! This is the only one that won't do!"
I exclaimed suddenly, finally understanding the purpose of Dazai Osamu's earlier psychological pressure. Only then did I realize that he didn't actually know what I was hiding; he had only said those things to shake my resolve and manipulate me more easily.
What a terrifying man, he planned everything perfectly. Luckily, I'm stronger than him; as long as I refuse to confess, he won't be able to regain his memory.
The moment that thought crossed my mind, the boy's voice, clear and icy like a cold spring, reached my ears, "Don't rush to refuse, or you'll be punished!"
I couldn't help but shudder, a sense of foreboding washing over me. I nervously looked at the other person, only to see Dazai Osamu casually reaching out to Hirotsu Ryūrō for his phone.
Guangjin naturally did not refuse and respectfully handed over his mobile phone.
Dazai Osamu fiddled with his phone for a moment, and a video appeared on the screen. When I saw what was playing, I felt my blood freeze. It was the video of Dazai and me in this alley.
Although the resolution wasn't great and the lighting was a bit dim, it still managed to capture my appearance and general movements.
In the video, I pinned Dazai Osamu against the wall and then frantically touched him all over. I even tore open his black suit, white shirt, and even his bandages, completely molesting him. If this gets out, I'll be socially dead!
I finally understand why Dazai Osamu fell for it so easily; he had clearly prepared a backup plan.
I'll say it again, he truly lives up to his reputation as a man with the script in his hand; I simply can't outmaneuver him!
I was still watching the video with a look of utter despair when Dazai Osamu, who was sitting next to me, said in a very good mood, "Young lady is really enthusiastic! How about we send it to President Fukuzawa so he can have a look at the students' private lives?"
"No!" I hurriedly grabbed Dazai Osamu's hand, afraid that he would really send the video to Fukuzawa-sensei.
Even if the truth is not like that at all, even if Fukuzawa-sensei will definitely believe that I did not intend to molest Dazai, I still do not want him to see this kind of video that looks like a pornographic film.
No matter what, taking off a man's clothes without permission is not something a good girl should do, and she absolutely doesn't want to ruin the image of a good girl in Mr. Fukuzawa's mind!
"I promise you I'll delete the video." I made this decision without hesitation.
If I could restore Dazai Osamu's memory, at least I could rethink my plans based on the actual situation, and everything could be salvaged. But if Fukuzawa-sensei saw this video that appears to be sexually suggestive, I would be too ashamed to face him again!
Dazai Osamu smiled with satisfaction, stood up, returned the phone to Hirotsu, and instructed, "I'll take Miss back. You may all leave."
I also planned to have a good talk with Dazai Osamu after he regained his memory, so I nodded in agreement.
Hirotsu Ryūrō looked at us with a pained expression and said with great difficulty, "Dazai-san, if I may be so bold, even if the young lady isn't the leader's biological daughter, she still has a legal title. Please don't force her to do anything too intimate with you; she's still a child!"
I was completely confused. I was just going back with Dazai Osamu, so why did Hirotsu act like we were going to a hotel?
Thinking back to my conversation with Dazai Osamu, he kept his voice down so Hirotsu couldn't hear me, and I couldn't control my volume.
At first he said "no", then he said "don't want", and then he said "I agree". Sigh... It really sounds like he was coercing me and I succeeded. No wonder Grandpa Guangjin thought that way.
But she looks like a little girl to me now. Would an ordinary person coerce someone like that? Even Mori Ougai wouldn't do that.
Does this mean that the Black Mud Demon's character no longer exists in Guangjin?
Well, he's already a black-hearted villain, what kind of character does he have left? I guess in the old man's mind, Dazai Osamu is so black-hearted that he's capable of anything.
"That's really going too far. I'm not the kind of person who's into lolis like the leader. I think mature older sisters are cuter."
Dazai Osamu spoke in a flippant voice, which immediately put Hirotsu at ease. He and the other bystanders who belonged to the Port Mafia respectfully saw Dazai Osamu and me off.
All I can say is that the old man is a truly honest man. Can you really believe what that black mud demon says? You can't believe a single punctuation mark.
Back in my room at the Port Mafia building, I didn't waste any words and immediately lifted the seal on Dazai, restoring his previous memories.
I sprawled on the sofa like a salted fish, utterly exhausted by the events of the night. What a waste of time, what a pointless effort!
A moment later, having remembered everything, Dazai Osamu gracefully sat down on the sofa opposite me. "This is quite interesting information. Wouldn't you like to explain it to me, Miss?"
"I can't explain it. I'm only saying these things because I'm suffering from internal injuries. Otherwise, why would I have been dizzy before? It was because of spoilers."
"So what exactly does the young lady want to do?"
"Shouldn't I be asking you what you're planning to do?"
I asked listlessly, feeling that the future was bleak. This guy had the script in his hands, and his high-IQ mind could probably come up with a hundred or so ideas in an instant. I couldn't keep up with his thinking at all!
Dazai Osamu spread his hands helplessly. "I have no plans to do anything. With insufficient information, waiting and seeing is the best option for now."
That really perked me up. That makes sense. So far, all the information I've leaked is that he and Oda Sakunosuke will one die and the other will defect. There's nothing else. Even if Dazai Osamu doesn't act rashly when the information is unclear, he won't make any moves.
But then it dawned on me: this person is Dazai Osamu. Would he really not take any action? He must be making arrangements in secret.
To avoid him setting up too many backup plans that would make it harder for me to change the timeline, I cleverly said, "How about this, when Mr. Dazai's friend's destined calamity begins, I will give you a warning so that you can prepare in advance."
"Then it's settled." Knowing he could no longer get any information out of me, Dazai Osamu stood up and prepared to leave.
As he reached the door and prepared to open it, I solemnly spoke behind him, "Mr. Dazai, in the parallel world, you endured too much suffering to save your friends, and it pained me to see it. I swear! I will change the future so you won't suffer anymore!" So please don't worry about me ruining your reputation!
Dazai Osamu didn't turn around. He only paused for a moment before quickening his pace and pushing open the door to leave, saying flippantly, "I have no interest in young girls. Let's talk about it when you're really grown up!"
"Thank you, but I already have a childhood sweetheart and I won't have any designs on you."
To be honest, I feel like I'm not smart enough to even have a normal conversation. Suddenly changing the topic to something strange really left me scratching my head.
Even if I had a crush on Fukuzawa-sensei, I would never have a crush on the Black Mud Demon. I would absolutely go crazy if I had to go fishing people out of the water every day.
This time, Dazai Osamu didn't say anything, but simply turned around and closed the door, leaving me with a room full of silence.
Seeing that it was getting late, I yawned and went straight to bed. I was exhausted after that night.
The next morning, I received a summons from the leader. I used the transformation spell to revert to my sixteen-year-old appearance to avoid harassment before taking the elevator to the top floor.
As soon as I entered, I saw Mori Ougai chasing after Alice while she changed clothes. The scene was extremely indecent, and I really wanted to call the police.
Seeing me come in, that shameless lolicon took out a small handkerchief and wiped away non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes, saying, "Uta-chan, I know about what happened last night. If you really want Dazai, Daddy will support you."
Veins popped out on my forehead instantly. Both his self-reference and the meaning behind his words were so annoying, but unfortunately, he was the leader, so I couldn't hit him.
"That was just a misunderstanding, Chief."
"The misunderstanding of stripping Dazai naked?"
“I didn’t strip Mr. Dazai naked. He planted a listening device on me without my permission. I’ll teach him a lesson.”
I gave a vague explanation, omitting the topic of sealed memories, otherwise the old silver coin would start overthinking again.
"Uta-chan's lesson is really novel! I wish I could be taught a lesson like that too!"
Chief Sen's shameless remarks made my fist hard again, and Alice kicked him in the knee, which made me want to give her a thumbs up.
"Rintaro's thoughts are so dirty, I hate them!"
Alice crossed her arms and said arrogantly, which immediately turned Mori Ougai's face into that of a pervert, almost as if he were sticking to his humanoid superpower.
This cringeworthy scene made me deliberately cough to remind him to be more respectful. "Chief, what instructions do you have for me?"
Mori Ougai then resumed his elite demeanor as the leader of the Port Mafia, and sat back down in the chair behind his desk.
“The laboratory that Kata-chan wanted has already started construction, and various equipment and instruments have been ordered. Since they are all foreign products and very expensive, the biological laboratory can only be built according to the lowest international standards. If Kata-chan wants more advanced equipment, she will have to pay for it herself. Even the leader cannot squander the organization's assets at will.”
I knew it; this scumbag boss would never let me have an easy life. He started rushing me to work on my second day after joining the Hong Kong Triads.
Thinking about the lab I'm about to get my hands on, and those high-end instruments, I've decided to become a good employee, work hard to earn money to contribute to the lab and lay a good foundation for my future research.
"Chief, please arrange some high-paying jobs for me."
I said with a serious face, but Mori Ougai also revealed the face of a wicked capitalist, and took out a stack of my work plans, which made me a little dizzy.
So in the days that followed, I began a fulfilling life as a working man, a worker with a working spirit, and a person who believes that working is the way to be superior.
His main task each day was usually seeing patients arranged by Mori Ōgai. These patients were either people with ties to the Hong Kong/gangster world or people of certain status whom he wanted to befriend. It has to be said that he had a very clever plan.
So I secretly called Mr. Fukuzawa, who already had a wide network of connections, and told him to let me know if any of the government officials he knew got sick, so I could go and treat them and help him continue to expand his network. He absolutely couldn't lose to Mori Ōgai.
The teacher didn't say anything for a while. I think he probably wanted to praise me but didn't know how. Actually, I would be super happy if he just praised me directly. I don't need to think about the words at all!
Besides my clerical work treating patients, I also handle the work of the militant faction. I often lead a group of henchmen to deal with gangs that oppose the port mascot.
Since the war for the top gang hasn't started yet, and no single gang dominates the port/mafia, there are all sorts of unruly gangs everywhere. This kind of work is endless and a bit annoying, but I'm still very enthusiastic about it because I think that every gang I eliminate will bring more peace to Yokohama, which my teacher protects.
On this day, I finally finished my night shift and had a wonderful holiday, so I decided to sleep in and snuggle up with my blankets.
While I was still half asleep, a Grim Reaper appeared in my dream. Note that this is not the Grim Reaper from Soul Society, but a walking Grim Reaper who looks like an elementary school student but has an extraordinary IQ, commonly known as Detective Conan.
Of course, Conan, who believes in science, could not actually appear in my dream. What appears is the world consciousness that borrows his appearance—the world consciousness of the Detective Conan world, where a murder occurs every day of the year.
Suddenly, I felt that He and the consciousness of the Bungo Stray Dogs world should have a lot in common, because there are bombings in Yokohama every day, and people always want to destroy Yokohama. It is a world full of disasters. Thinking about it this way, the Conan world is not bad.
After having a conversation with the world consciousness of Detective Conan, I finally understood why He entered my dream.
It turns out that the real and fake wines from the distillery that play a crucial role in the Conan world accidentally traveled to this dangerous world. They entered my dream and asked me, who holds the World Foundation Stone, to take care of them for a while. Once the two worlds are successfully linked, I can use the World Foundation Stone to send those distillery employees back to the Conan world.
Although I'm always happy to help others, this kind of thing is too troublesome just to think about, and I really have no interest in doing it. Fortunately, the Conan world's consciousness is very sensible and gave me a reward, immediately sending me to the port where they fell to pick them up.
When I arrived at the port and heard the intense gunfire, it belatedly dawned on me that Dazai Osamu seemed to have a mission there today. Could a fight have broken out? Damn it! Stop it, all of you!!
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