So, Dazai was taken to another room by Shibuzawa Ryuhiko, and he let Shibuzawa Ryuhiko do whatever he wanted with his hair with a look of despair.

His hair was much longer than that of Dazai Osamu in this world, and was fluffy and curly. Shibuzawa Ryuhiko took care of it and braided the hair on the right side of his forehead into three braids.

Although I do look more suitable for this outfit than before, the illusion that I am being treated as a dress-up game has become even stronger.

Especially with Dazai Osamu next to him, gloating over the misfortune.

Soon after, Fyodor came out.

"Gentlemen, what are you doing...?" Fyodor looked at Dazai who was sitting on the chair, and then at Shibuzawa Ryuhiko who was holding a rubber band with a professional look on his face, and slowly typed a question mark.

"I'll design a new hairstyle for Osamu." Dazai Osamu answered him with a smile.

Fyodor:?

Although he felt a little confused about this development, Fyodor still took a closer look and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Very...cute hairstyle." Fyodor smiled.

Dazai: ...

Because his hair was a little long, Shibuzawa Ryuhiko had for some reason tied it into two small buns. Now he looks like a kindergarten kid - if you don't consider his face.

"Just a joke, Osamu." Shibuzawa Ryuhiko laughed and restored his hair to the same hairstyle he had the first time.

"Okay." Shibuzawa Ryuhiko turned his gaze to Fyodor who had just come out.

"Fyodor-kun, you should also change your hairstyle." said Shibuzawa Ryuhiko.

Dazai stood up and couldn't help laughing.

The world is full of reincarnation, and no one can escape from the fate.

"Okay, Mr. Shigezawa." Fyodor was stiff for a moment, then quickly accepted it with a smile.

Although I had my hair tied into two ponytails during the process.

But what does that matter? (laughs)

The crisis is slowly approaching Yokohama.

At this time, there are still...seventeen hours until the show begins.

"Well, do I have to stay here for the rest of the time?" Dazai Osamu complained in a drawn-out voice.

"No, you can go out too." Shibuzawa Ryuhiko said with a smile.

——

Armed detective agency.

"Now, the collector has come to Yokohama." Kunikida said, "The Special Agents Department has also officially commissioned the Armed Detective Agency."

"This matter also concerns the safety of the members." Kunikida looked at Nakajima Atsushi, "Atsushi, where is that guy Dazai?"

“Huh, huh?!” Nakajima Atsushi was startled like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and said with a lack of confidence, “Mr. Dazai said he found a new way to commit suicide…”

"Huh?!! That bandage is a waste of equipment!!!"

"The detective agency has accepted this commission." Fukuzawa Yoshikichi ignored Kunikida Doppo who suddenly became uneasy as usual and said as if making a conclusion.

All members of the detective agency stood up, and a solemn atmosphere filled the conference room.

After the meeting, Ranpo Edogawa hugged his safe, thought again and again, and reluctantly left the safe at the Armed Detective Agency.

After all, it was too heavy and he seemed unable to move it back.

The world's number one detective sighed, opened the safe and took out two bags of snacks.

It was a rough evening—but that had nothing to do with his reputation as a detective.

After all, Ranpo-sama's "super reasoning" is not a supernatural power.

Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kagami are on their way back to the dormitory. "Kagami-chan, that Dazai-san... you still care about me."

"Dun... He looks like a member of the port mafia." Izumi Jinghua shook the ahoge on his head and said expressionlessly.

"Eh... Eh——??!!!" Nakajima Atsushi was shocked, "The port mafia?!":,,.