Does he know me?

"Akutagawa Ryunosuke" thought about this with an expressionless face. If he had seen the orange-haired young man in front of him, he would definitely have an impression of him, but the fact is that he has never met him before, and there is no one similar to him.

Although I had previously learned about the general structure of Yokohama in this world, Ryunosuke Akutagawa still couldn't recognize everyone without photos.

But I heard that there is also a Ryunosuke Akutagawa here?

A glance at familiar people - such as Nakahara Chuuya - can directly tell his true expression at the moment, which is clearly written with the word "doubt", which is not much different from what he saw on the surveillance footage. His aura is much gentler than that of Hong Kong's black actor Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

"I'm very sorry, I don't know you."

"Akutagawa Ryunosuke" confirmed that this person might have mistaken him for the Akutagawa of this world, and quickly and politely denied the name that had just been called.

But to be honest, Nakajima Atsushi was standing quietly by and thinking about these things. If all the people from the World Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency were present, they would definitely know who "Akutagawa Ryunosuke" was, or even have never heard of him.

But there seemed to be a lot more people in the literary circles there - such as the leader of the port mafia.

Nakajima Atsushi thought about a lot of things, and when he came to his senses, the conversation was already over.

Then he watched Akutagawa Ryunosuke follow the footsteps of Nakahara Chuuya, the motorcycle was surrounded by a circle of red light, symbolizing the activation of supernatural powers, floating in the sky, and it was too far to be seen unless you looked up. The backs of the two people stretched on the ground.

Nakajima Atsushi: “?”

A huge question mark appeared in his head: "That... Akutagawa?"

"Akutagawa Ryunosuke" turned around and said calmly, "I'll be back soon, don't worry."

No, that's not what I meant...

——Can you really come back after you go there?

"Ah, as expected."

Dazai Osamu took off his headphones and muttered something, then immediately gave the woman in front of him a gentle smile. His expression changed very quickly, and Kunikida Dopo was still somewhat shocked by this skill even though he had seen it many times.

But thinking this, he immediately pulled Dazai Osamu to the back, apologized to the lady with a serious expression, and took out the file records in the file bag to explain his purpose.

The woman with red eyes, who had just cried, did not take the document. Her voice was still trembling, but she tried her best to remain calm. She had been asked similar questions before, and she was already used to it. She just silently invited the two people in.

Kunikida walked in first. The room was inexplicably cold and didn't look like a home that had been occupied for a long time. There wasn't a hint of life in it.

The window was tightly closed. Noticing the two people's gazes, Mrs. Hisayo smiled apologetically and said, "I closed it because I was worried that you might catch a cold when it rained. Maybe you two would like to have the window open?"

"That's as you wish."

The two of them sat on the double sofa, and Dazai Osamu's fingers touched the edge of the tea table, rubbing off a little dust. He did not take the initiative to speak about this matter, his face was normal, and he gently wiped off the dust with his fingers, and smiled at the lady who was looking at him.

It's really interesting. He thought so. This lady is so normal in every way that it's unbelievable - but the house is full of small problems.

Before coming here, Edogawa Ranpo had reminded him to pay attention to this person, but in fact he was just an ordinary normal person.

So what should we pay attention to about this lady of Hisayo?

He seemed to be lost in thought. Kunikida Dopo, who was standing beside him, saw him so quiet for the first time and glanced at him in confusion. He was wondering if Dazai Osamu had changed his personality, but the next moment Dazai Osamu stood up and took Lady Hisayo's hand with the expression and movements he usually used to flirt with women.

Kunikida Dubu's forehead was bulging with veins, and he immediately grabbed him by the back of the collar and dragged him back: "What are you doing to a married woman, you bastard?"

Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka, who were left behind, looked at each other in bewilderment. It would not be a good idea to stop "Akutagawa Ryunosuke" from leaving with Nakahara Chuuya voluntarily, not to mention that the latter did not want to be stopped.

He silently took out his cell phone and called Kunikida Dopo on the other side. After a beep, the other side hung up, probably because he was busy. He was stunned for a while, then wanted to call Dazai Osamu, but before he could dial the number, Nakajima Atsushi suddenly remembered that Dazai Osamu's cell phone was still floating in the river somewhere.

Kunikida Doppo once suggested that he buy another one, but the latter refused with a long tone.

Nakajima Atsushi stood on the street with his cell phone in hand, lost in thought.

"Let's go to the client first." Izumi Jinghua suggested, "If we wait a little longer, the agreed time will be over."

"Okay...that Akutagawa..." Nakajima Atsushi looked in the direction of the Port Mafia, where five buildings belonging to the Port Mafia stood.

Coming back to his senses, Nakajima Atsushi took out the map - wait, when did this map end up in his hands?

The map that was supposed to be in the hands of "Akutagawa Ryunosuke" was stuffed into his hands at some point. Nakajima Atsushi stared at it for a while and put the neatly folded map into his pocket. He remembered where the client lived.

A slightly shabby residential building appeared before the two of them, and the client seemed a little hesitant standing at the door. Her eyes lit up when she saw Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka, but she was not completely sure that these two people were the members of the Armed Detective Agency she was waiting for.

Nakajima Atsushi quickened his pace and went over to him. "Sorry to have kept you waiting."

"Excuse me, are you Michiko Hisayo?"

"Is it okay to let Dazai and Kunikida go?"

Edogawa Ranpo lay on the table, fiddling with the light blue glass beads in boredom. The round beads rolled on the table, and under the control of his fingers, they never went beyond the reach of his detection. He took off the detective hat and put it aside, side by side with another hat, which was the same style but different color.

"And Akutagawa, you know that the hat guy will come to see him."

He heard the question from "Edogawa Ranpo" - judging by his tone, it wasn't really a question of doubt. The outcome of this kind of thing was obvious to both of them, so these two sentences were just casually mentioned.

Edogawa Ranpo stretched himself and straightened his upper body. The glass bead rolled all the way to Ranpo, and he quickly held it down to prevent it from falling straight off the edge of the table.

With a light flick of the fingertips, the light blue glass bead returned to Edogawa Ranpo's hand in the direction of the force. He held it between his fingers and looked at the sunlight coming in through the window.

The glass beads reflected beautiful light. Edogawa Ranpo squinted and looked at it, then opened his equally beautiful eyes. His eyes seemed to be glowing under the sunlight, full of vitality.

At the moment, no one else in the detective agency was there, even Yosano Akiko had gone out to take care of something. Only the two of them were sitting together chatting, the topic jumping from here to there.

It gives people a feeling of cats playing with each other, and the blue glass bead is a ball of yarn, which makes people reach out and play with it.

"Edogawa Ranpo" felt that he was still sleepy, his eyelids were fighting each other, closing and suddenly opening from time to time. He held on with difficulty, thinking that he must not do this again next time.

The long-lost sleepiness came back, as if he was unwilling to let it go. "Edogawa Ranpo" was a little annoyed that he fell asleep in the detective agency because of the rain sound hypnosis, resulting in his current state that took a long time to recover.

Something was approaching from above, and he instantly became alert. One of his hands had already touched the dagger on his calf, ready to pull it out, but he reacted as soon as his fingertips touched the knife.

Subconscious actions are two or three seconds faster than thinking.

He saw what Edogawa Ranpo was up to, and immediately used his feet to push the chair back a distance, so that Edogawa Ranpo's hands could not touch his head. But it must be said that Edogawa Ranpo's actions helped him to perk up, and the sleepy bug was frightened by this and fled everywhere, and there was no time to gather together to make him sleepy.

However, this state can't be maintained for long, and he will return to his sleepy state soon. "Edogawa Ranpo" simply took advantage of this period of clarity to think about the content of the "world"'s communication with him. Now thinking back, he realized that he had been diverted into a ditch with two or three sentences (although he acquiesced), and the belated unhappiness slowly surfaced.

"Edogawa Ranpo" has puffy cheeks and a mouth with nothing inside, which makes her feel a little empty and uncomfortable.

He seriously rejected his peer's behavior and expressed condemnation, but in fact he was more like an awkward child.

"You are not allowed to touch Ranpo-sama's hair, even if it's someone you are with."

"…random steps?"

When Fukuzawa Yukichi came out, he saw two Edogawa Ranpo arguing with each other. He paused to close the door, but he still spoke out in confusion. After hearing his name, the two turned their heads to look at him at the same time, like a cat looking back.

After a moment, "Edogawa Ranpo" in a black jacket realized that he was not being called, so he turned his head away and stopped looking at him. The Ranpo that Fukuzawa Yukichi was familiar with greeted him with a smile.

"Haven't you always wanted to meet the president?" After greeting Fukuzawa Yukichi, Edogawa Ranpo said to his companion. He slumped in his chair, put his detective hat back on his head, and supported his head with his hands.

"The detective saw it at once—there's no use hiding it."

"I don't need it."

"Edogawa Ranpo" refused directly. He did not deny what Ranpo said, but he did not intend to have much to do with this world anymore.

The time that the "book" brought him to this world was limited - if the people who supported the world could leave the world at will, there would be no need to worry, but in that world, if he left for more than a week, the world would completely collapse.

Therefore, the maximum time that Edogawa Ranpo can stay here is about four days. Now nearly half of the time has passed, and he is already counting the time.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Fukuzawa Yukichi walked over and stretched out his hand hesitantly. Although "Edogawa Ranpo" said he didn't need it, he didn't refuse when the hand was about to be placed on his head.

Fukuzawa Yukichi learned more or less about the situation of this "Ranbu" from other people, and his life trajectory was completely different from that of Ranbu of the detective agency.

"Thank you for your hard work, Ranpo." Fukuzawa Yukichi paused for a second and continued, "You did a great job."

The author has something to say: I keep slacking off while writing... I'll update when I get there.

As expected, the next chapter will expand on Akutagawa's settings, which is the "Darkness" part.

I unexpectedly feel that this world will be written for a long time. In fact, I thought this chapter could be written to the end orz

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