Chapter 35: The Literary Master Who Gave Up Literature and Turned to Martial Arts 1



He stood in front of the ruins, holding a blank book.

Bricks of different colors were scattered together in a mess, and there were no other complete buildings nearby. From time to time, people with frightened figures ran past here, but they did not stop to pay attention to the people standing here.

This place has been uninhabited since before the 'disaster' struck.

Although it was once considered a safe haven, it is ultimately no match for the five heavily armed buildings on the other side - that is the Port Mafia.

He saw the appearance of other parallel worlds in the "book" and thought that the one he was in was just a little more desolate and he didn't meet the people he should have met. However, he didn't realize that this place was a "fake" attached to the real thing.

The leader of the Port Mafia is not named Sen. He is a person who has never appeared in the normal world. There is no rumor about Huang Ba Tu, but the potholes in Iron Street still exist. They were just smashed out by another existence.

There is no Armed Detective Agency, no Fukuzawa Yukichi, and even the other members of the Detective Agency do not exist here. The only person he sees is Dazai Osamu, who has a similar experience to him - but he hasn't seen him for a long time.

He is out of tune with this world, yet he has lived here since the beginning.

When a person lives in a fake world since childhood, and finds out after growing up that it is just an appendage of the real world, then for him, which side is "real" and which side is "fake"?

His hair was stuck to his forehead due to sweat. He raised his hand to smooth his messy black hair and put his detective hat back on firmly.

Perhaps it was because he smelled a living person. An annoying hissing sound was approaching from a distance, and the stench of decay was getting stronger.

The world is at 'end'.

He took off the black-framed glasses on his nose and put them in his pocket. Without the obstruction, his emerald eyes were even clearer.

Edogawa Ranpo didn't pay much attention to the sound. He lowered his eyes and continued to look at the book in his hand.

"Ranbu-sama will only trust you once."

After saying this, he sighed childishly. It was an accident that he got the "book" that was supposed to be in reality. He found this book in a certain clearing area. There was no words on the cover, but it felt a little heavy in his hand.

In a disaster, no one cares about "literature" anymore; the only important thing is to survive.

Edogawa swiftly leaped to the top of the ruins. The barely intact glass shattered under his feet. The specially made dagger turned in his hand and landed precisely on the node mentioned in the "book".

At the same time as the sound of breaking glass, Edogawa Ranpo turned around without even turning his head. He could already hear how far those things were from him - there was not enough time.

He pressed his brows with a headache. His flesh and blood body could not resist after all, so he had to find something to cover himself. But during this period, he could not let go of his hands, otherwise all his efforts would be in vain.

Edogawa Ranpo pulled out another dagger from the leg strap tied around his calf, and with a twist of his wrist, he blocked the dark blue skinny hand. He slashed down with his wrist, and a few drops of black blood fell on his sleeves, burning two holes immediately, and his skin also slightly burned.

This is just the weakest one.

Under normal circumstances, he could have just finished solving the problems he had explored earlier and then left. But right now, he had to stay here and not let go.

"Ranbu-sama doesn't like pain at all."

He muttered, shook off the dark blood on the blade, and didn't want to look back at the look that was truly a torture to his eyes.

He is the only one left here.

Without any cover, you'd be a sitting duck if you stood here. If someone else came over in this situation, Edogawa Ranpo could only say that person was either a fool or had the confidence that he could take on countless monsters alone.

"Ten minutes."

Ryunosuke Akutagawa picked up someone on his way home.

A strange man fell from the sky in front of him, covered in blood and holding a book.

The injuries would have made an ordinary person unconscious, but this man was able to remain conscious. With a gun belt tied around his thigh and a dangerous aura emanating from his body, Akutagawa Ryunosuke would never believe that his hands were not stained with blood.

The strange man, Ranpo Edogawa, stood up, holding a broken dagger in his hand that was not holding the book. The hat was firmly on his head, defying gravity and not falling off.

Afterwards, Edogawa Ranpo smiled at this Akutagawa who was completely different from Ryunosuke Akutagawa who belonged to the Port Mafia in the parallel world: "As expected, I will meet Ryunosuke smoothly."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke glanced at him. Although he didn't know why the person who called himself "Ranpo-sama" knew his name, if he wanted to ask more, he would find that there was basically no one around the school who didn't know him, which was not surprising.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke originally planned to bypass this person and turn around and leave. He has never been the kind-hearted person who would pick up suspicious people and take them home.

What made him stop and change his mind was what the man said before he fell into a coma.

"Ranpo-sama knows where your sister is."

Then the man fell into his arms. Akutagawa just wanted to push him away, but his fingertips touched the wetness on his back - it was blood. It was covered by the color of the clothes and could not be seen before. Only when he touched it did he realize how serious the injury was.

But this doesn't mean he will always take in this strange person. Akutagawa Ryunosuke thought so, and he began to reflect on why he was so obsessed and brought this person back.

In order to avoid the crowds, he took a detour and took twice as long as usual to get home.

Akutagawa stared at Edogawa Ranpo, who looked almost the same as a teenager but was actually a little older than him, as he finished eating. Even when he was just staring blankly, a hint of ferocity shone through his eyes.

The room he rented was not big, with only two bedrooms, one of which he converted into a study.

There was also a small table by the window in the living room, with various books scattered on the table and the bookshelf full. The "book" that came to the real world with Edogawa Ranpo was placed on the table by Ranpo, blending in without any sense of disharmony. There were also several unfinished manuscripts neatly put together, with the handwriting a little sloppy.

The furnishings and decorations in the house are simple black and white, with the only green spot being a small cactus. With the curtains drawn, the sunlight from outside cannot penetrate at all, and the summer noon is inexplicably deserted.

Edogawa Ranpo reached out and gently touched the thorns on the cactus. He hadn't seen such vibrant green for a long time. The "book" was very stingy, only a little bit, letting him know the existence of the Armed Detective Agency, and nothing more.

He was not very familiar with Ryunosuke Akutagawa of the Port Mafia, but simple reasoning would tell him that the two had very different personalities, although they would not show it on the outside.

He stood up straight, with bandages covering almost every part of his body except his hands and face.

Edogawa Ranpo tilted his head to look at it, and concluded, "It looks like he's cosplaying as Dazai."

"But then again, the people are different, but the furnishings are exactly the same."

"Dragon-no-sense-"

On the street, people passing by him would subconsciously look over, because not everyone would shout a person's name to the ground.

It's not surprising that this action was done by Ranpo Edogawa, and it actually attracted attention - good-looking appearance is indeed important.

Ranpo Edogawa stood up without paying any attention, and patted the dust off his pants. This action affected the unhealed wound on his body, which made him frown slightly. The "book" that should have been in his hand fell down with Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

Yes, it fell.

After a serious discussion - Akutagawa Ryunosuke unilaterally thought so, the two agreed to go find Akutagawa Ryunosuke's sister in the afternoon.

But just as he reached here, Akutagawa Ryunosuke stepped into a black hole that suddenly appeared on the ground right in front of him, fell down without any preparation, and disappeared in front of Edogawa Ranpo.

The black hole never disappeared, but other people could only see the normal ground, so nothing would happen if they stepped on it. The only person who could see this anomaly was Ranpo Edogawa.

He pushed up his glasses, and all the information he could capture was neatly arranged in his mind, and he came to the final conclusion.

The biggest difference between Ranpo Edogawa and his counterparts in other worlds is that he does have special abilities - but they are not super-reasoning.

Super reasoning is a talent that Ranpo Edogawa is born with.

It's just that his special abilities allow him to live better in that world.

He kicked the black hole lightly with his toes, but the suction was very strong below, and there was nothing in the pitch-black darkness. The sound would not reach the ears of the victim Akutagawa.

But the culprit can still be found.

It's 'book'.

"Silver!"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke struggled to open his eyes in dizziness. He stood in the corner and saw the familiar figure at a glance - it was his sister.

The book fell to the ground beside him, stirring up dust. Akutagawa Ryunosuke wanted to run after it, but his call did not make the person in front of him turn around, as if he did not hear it.

He was trapped in this space.

"Ryunosuke, don't be so impatient." Edogawa Ranpo landed a few seconds after him. He looked up at the sky, and the black hole that sent him here had disappeared without a trace.

Edogawa Ranpo picked up the book, blew away the dust with his breath, and shook the pages with some disgust, leaving a line of ink on them.

He didn't look at it. He closed the book neatly and was about to take off his glasses when he took out a candy from his pocket. He peeled off the colorful candy wrapper and put it in his mouth. The fragrance and sweetness of the fruit candy overwhelmed the faint taste of blood in his mouth.

The empty space that restricted the two people's movements faded away when Edogawa Ranpo's fingertips touched it. But Akutagawa Gin had already walked away.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke immediately tried to chase after him, but was stopped by Edogawa Ranpo who grabbed his wrist. The black beast-like "Rashomon" poked its head out from under his clothes, ready to make a move.

His expression remained unchanged, and he even felt like touching the black beast's head. The feel was as expected, different from the normal fur of cats and dogs, and a little slippery.

"Mr. Ranbu?"

Kunikida Dopo realized something was wrong after he spoke, and turned to look at Edogawa Ranpo behind him. He was still there, he hadn't left.

After landing successfully, "Edogawa Ranpo" has already realized that this is another world - the world he glimpsed in the "book".

A picture of Mr. Ranpo standing with the Heartless Dog of the Port Mafia...

Kunikida Dopo looked at the two men and felt a little confused.

The author has something to say: After finishing writing, I read through the book and seriously suspected that I was not thinking clearly.

This world is longer because the setting is a little complicated, and it will be laid out slowly.

I checked about the dagger tied to the leg.

The first answer I saw was leg bag.

I filled in the word and scrolled down.

Some say it is a bandage, some say it is a leg strap, and some say it is a weapon belt.

Me: …Ah? ?

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