Chapter 148
"We have reached a consensus with the Special Agents, and this is the result so far."
Kunikida Dopo put down the documents and cleared his dry throat. "If nothing unexpected happens, we can get the report out tomorrow for confirmation."
After listening to the very rigorous 20-minute briefing, Kono Seiyoshi said sincerely: "Everyone in the Detective Agency, thank you for your hard work."
Kunikida waved his hands and said seriously, "In fact, if this document restricting people with special abilities can be implemented, Yokohama will be able to enjoy peace for a long time. We should be thankful."
He stood up and said goodbye, "Then I will go back to the detective agency first--"
"Eh? Is this the end?"
He picked up one of the pages of the document with his bandaged hand and said, "It hasn't been confirmed yet. Find the specific time for the farming chief to sign."
Kunikida: "Then next time——"
He suddenly shut up in the middle of his words, and when he turned around, his neck made a stiff cracking sound. "In that case," Kunikida once again made a heavy and distorted voice, "...Dazai, you stay."
Dazai blinked in surprise and said, "Is that ok? What about the reports for both of us when we get back?"
Kunikida swallowed his anger and said, "I'll write it."
Kono Seiryoshi couldn't help but feel a little worried: "Are you okay? You don't look well."
It seems like something pretty serious happened right under his nose... Mr. Kunikida, just blink when you're threatened.
"I'm fine," Kunikida took a deep breath and said to him in a serious tone, "I'm leaving this guy in your hands. Of course, if you're harassed, please don't be soft-hearted and throw him out!"
The bandage spirit protested: "Kuno-kun will not throw me out mercilessly!"
Kunikida: You bastard, do you admit to harassment!!!
After sending off his partner, who looked heavy-hearted and repentant, Dazai Osamu rubbed his neck and complained quietly, "Really? Kunikida-kun always makes some requests that are really puzzling."
While Kono Seira was still pondering the deeper meaning of Kunikida's last words, his hand was suddenly grabbed.
The young man with iris eyes smiled and said, "As a partner, I can't let him down."
Kono Seiryoshi: “…”
He felt that Mr. Kunikida probably didn't mean that.
But it doesn't matter.
"Stay here for a while," the gray-haired young man said with a smile in his eyes, "I'll go clean up."
"I just wanted to order takeout, is there anything you want to eat, Dazai?"
"Is it the food I like?" Dazai Osamu cleverly changed the subject, "Crab is good, but it's troublesome to peel the shell, so canned food is better."
As he was speaking, he opened the door and unfortunately met a pair of huge, cute blue-black frog eyes.
The green-haired kid wearing a mask had a blank expression on his face and said in the same tone as before: "Really, it's really annoying to have strangers staying in my house."
Dazai Osamu: "……………………"
Who is this slimy and annoying mutant frog freak?
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Ten minutes later, both parties understood the situation. Their eyes occasionally met in mid-air, then they looked away quickly and with disgust.
Kono Seiryoshi was aware that the atmosphere was a little strange, but he wasn't too worried - this was much better than when Mr. Mukuro was around!
Besides, meeting someone for the first time always requires a period of adjustment. In his opinion, eating is a good time to break the ice.
"Let me pay the bill," a gentle voice sounded. Dazai Osamu glanced at the takeaway information on his Pad and said with a smile, "Just consider it as the accommodation fee for tonight."
Kono Seiryoshi frowned immediately and was about to refuse but was gently stopped by Dazai Osamu: "Take it. Do you remember the compensation I mentioned last time? This is the only thing that cannot be offset."
Hmm, I remember that it was a tenfold compensation (crossed out) for skinship.
“Wow.”
Fran held the pad and read out a flat voice: "This Michelin three-star restaurant has golden caviar. It is said that one spoonful is only 20,000 US dollars. Me has wanted to eat it for a long time. Thank you for the gift from nature."
Dazai Osamu, who was preparing to pay the bill: "..."
So this blind frog really can't roll back into the river and kick its legs?
Kono Seiryoshi had no choice but to poke the boy's arm, suggesting that he should not be too difficult, and softened his voice: "It's too late, maybe next time, I'll treat you."
Fran's blue eyes turned slowly and fell accurately on Dazai Osamu.
"Just kidding, Dazai-san can't afford it anyway." He raised his hand as if calling a waiter in a restaurant, and said in a long voice, "Mr. Bandage Weirdo over there, can you go get the takeout from the door later?"
Dazai smiled brightly, his eyebrows curved: "Sure, little Fran is really thoughtful. It may be because of the hat that hides his height, it is almost impossible to tell that he is a minor. He is really a reliable child."
His casual words concealed too many hidden dangers. When he said the word "minor", the inexplicable black mud in his tone almost overflowed.
Although he is a member of the mafia, Kono Seiyoshi has a strange and stubborn understanding of "minors". He will try his best to take good care of the other party, but at the same time, he will treat the other party as a child and draw a line.
Dazai Osamu understood this very well, and now he is using this experience again, but now he is directing it at others.
Sure enough, after he finished speaking, the gray-haired young man frowned slightly, and his voice was already tough: "Fran."
Catching a subtle smile that flashed across the eyes of the Bandage Elf opposite him, the reliable underage Little Franjun suddenly wanted to use his master's trident to stab him.
He was very puzzled, Master, how did you hold back at that time?
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The different takeouts he ordered were delivered at different times, so Seiyoshi Kono decided not to wait for the food to be ready and just eat whatever was available first.
The atmosphere was quite harmonious afterwards, and both people were eating obediently.
Kouno Seiryokutongo said that people tend to lose their temper when they are hungry. Fran and Dazai must be very hungry.
When the last crab dish was delivered, the doorbell and the phone rang at the same time.
Fran slowly took out his cell phone, and his expression suddenly fell when he saw the caller ID.
Kono Seiryoshi understood and stood up to get the takeout, leaving Fran some time to make a phone call. Dazai Osamu followed him silently.
After getting the takeaway, the two stood at the entrance but did not go in.
"Don't take what happened just now to heart," Kono Seira said quietly, but he felt it necessary to explain, "Fran may have been under too much pressure recently and is in a bad mood. He is not like this usually."
The young man with iris eyes smiled with sympathy: "Isn't it good to be more lively?"
"Dazai..." Kono Seiryoshi was a little surprised, pursed his lips and smiled softly, "You have become much more lively now."
"Really?" Dazai Osamu pinched his chin, thought seriously for a while, and said with a smile, "This is not bad."
Just as he was about to go back home, a roar that broke through the dimensional wall came from the living room:
"Fran!!! If you dare to mess with me again, I will roast your frog head!!!"
Fran's voice was weak: "Captain, you're going to disturb the neighbors by yelling like that. It's very uncivilized."
"Huh?! Who let you go outside?!"
"Captain, you don't have a correct understanding of the penetrating power of your voice."
Gong Ye Shengliang couldn't bear to look at it and held his forehead: "..."
When he walked over, the voice on the other end of the phone had changed to Mamon's voice, pretending to be calm but still revealing guilt: "Please tell the sponsor that I'm sorry, the illusion has been discovered. You can give him a 50% discount on this commission."
Fran: "Hey, is the Avengers Prison here? I want to report the shady dealer."
Kono Seiryo patted his headgear, took the phone, and apologized very sincerely: "I'm sorry, Mr. Squalo, I asked Fran to come over to help, and please don't blame... don't blame him too much."
There was silence on the other end of the phone, and then an even more furious roar broke out: "I haven't slept for 48 hours, and you actually helped that kid??!!"
Kono Seiryoshi burst into tears: "I'm sorry——!"
Squalo took a deep breath, perhaps because he had almost lost all his anger after yelling, and added stiffly, "Eat your meal and get Fran back to see me."
Fran, who was listless, suddenly perked up and wiped away his nonexistent tears: "I miss Varian too, but Captain, you may have been addicted to sword practice and out of touch with society for too long. You can't buy a plane ticket now."
Squalo sneered: "Now walk to the window and look up."
Kono Seiyoshi: ...I don’t think so.
But if it's Varian, everything he does seems to make sense.
Fran didn't believe it, but she didn't dare not to look, so she could only move slowly towards the window at the speed of a snail, and the roar of the propeller sounded above her head.
Dazai Osamu, whose ears were not affected at all, had a great appetite and opened the takeaway in a good mood.
Three minutes later, Fran was captured by Squalo in a helicopter borrowed from the Wind Group. The electronic screen in the plane was directly connected to Varian's headquarters. Squalo had long flowing hair and a cool expression, while Fran's expression was completely the opposite, depressed.
The green-haired boy exuded a dark aura like octopus tentacles, and he kept muttering to himself.
Squalo felt a chill through the video: "What are you mumbling about?"
Fran deadpanned, "It's a curse that makes a person vomit, have diarrhea, a high fever, and wander the streets without a home."
Scuvaro: ...???
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Although I didn't see what happened next, Fran's curse was successful to some extent.
Kono Seiyoshi watched the plane fly away and closed the window, thinking that fortunately this area of buildings were all properties owned by a brothel group and not many people lived there, so the helicopter dropping from the sky did not cause a commotion.
He turned around with emotion in his heart, and was suddenly startled:
“——Dazai?”
The black-haired young man pressed his abdomen tightly with one hand, his face had lost color, a layer of cold sweat floated on his forehead, and his lips were pale.
Seeing his sudden change of expression, she still forced a smile and said, "Has your friend left? I'm fine, maybe I was choked by the wind."
How could this happen? Wasn't he fine just now?
His finger was about to press the doctor's number, but after glancing at the drunken crabs and pomegranate juice on the table, Gongye Shengliang was slightly stunned.
Alcohol, crab, fruit.
…He seemed to understand.
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After taking stomach medicine, Dazai Osamu curled up obediently on the sofa with a cup of warm water in his hand, a clean wet towel on his forehead.
Kono Seiryoshi consulted with the doctor online: "My temperature is normal. I just need to rest for a while. I need to eat a light diet... OK, I understand."
Dazai Osamu was about to take off the towel, and said weakly but firmly: "I'm fine. I have to rush back to the detective agency early tomorrow morning..."
"I just asked for leave for you," Gong Ye Shengliang pressed him down and sighed slightly, "Go back after you have fully recovered."
The author has something to say:
Fran (Biye): Success
Dazai (Biye): Success
Fran: ?
The more capable you are, the more work you will do. You have to rely on your strength to defeat N enemies.