The sun was hanging high in the sky. Suddenly, a man in a black coat appeared on the wide street, with an inappropriately long red scarf around his neck.

The fluffy black curly hair showed an almost transparent golden brown under the sunlight. The eyes not blocked by the bandage were a beautiful iris color, as beautiful as honey.

He first looked at the current situation with interest, then patted his clothes, stood up and stretched, his movements exactly the same as a black cat not far away.

"Dazai, you're wasting your bandages! What did you do yesterday?!!!"

The black cat was scared away.

It's a pity that there would be such an irritable noise in such a leisurely afternoon.

The young man thought with some regret, scratched his ears which were a little itchy from the shock with his little finger, and finally continued walking forward as if he was deaf to everything.

But after just two steps, a force attacked him and a pair of hands grabbed his shoulders - the force was so strong that he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The young man steadied himself in time, stopped moving forward, and then reached out to cover his ears.

“Dazai Osamu! Don’t ignore my words!!”

The young man called Dazai Osamu was forced to turn around under the force of the person coming. He looked at the person in front of him with his beautiful iris eyes. He put down his hands only after he finished yelling. He puffed up his cheeks and complained, "Really, the sound is too loud."

"I'm not the Dazai Osamu of you." The young man said this lightly.

As he turned around, he also saw the face of the person who came. It was a serious and upright face. The person had combed his golden hair back and tied it into a low ponytail meticulously.

——Dopo Kunikida of the Armed Detective Agency, the next president of the Armed Detective Agency.

"What are you talking about, Dazai?" Kunikida Dopo heard what Dazai said and saw how he was dressed. He loosened his hand hesitantly, and was obviously a little suspicious. "...Why are you dressed like this?"

"I've already told you that I'm not your Dazai Osamu." Dazai looked as if he didn't understand what he was saying. He slowly pointed to the river beside him and said, "The person you're looking for is in the river. No need to thank me."

Kunikida looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, he saw two feet sticking out of the water, twitching occasionally.

Kunikida Dopo's forehead twitched when he saw this, and he just wanted to take his notebook and beat up that damn bandage-wasting device in the river.

"Thank you very much." After seeing Dazai Osamu, although his head was throbbing, Kunikida still subconsciously thanked him, but when he turned around, the person was gone.

"Who is that person...?" The blond young man glanced at Dazai Osamu floating in the river, then glanced at the black-haired young man, and finally rushed into the river.

Although Dazai Osamu went into the water every day and theoretically should have been used to it, Kunikida Dopo still couldn't let Dazai Osamu drift in the water in that... strange posture.