Chapter 19

After the silent battle, Miyako Eri and Gojo Satoru returned to the Armed Detective Agency to investigate Dazai Osamu's situation, which can be regarded as a follow-up visit to the commission.

Although the people who hired them were not members of the Armed Detective Agency, but the Port Mafia, which was opposed to the Armed Detective Agency, the only precious sample was in the Armed Detective Agency, so they naturally knew where to choose.

"Is Mr. Dazai okay?" Miyako Eri looked at Yosano Akiko. The other party had just examined Dazai Osamu. When he walked out of the door, he was visibly relaxed. He even had the mood to cover his mouth and hit him. A yawn.

"Well, there are no traces of contamination on the body, just that hand..." Yosano Akiko nodded, but her expression was a little embarrassed. She knew how to bring Dazai Osamu back to life, and even took the initiative to try it once, but At that time, Dazai Osamu himself expressed his strong rejection of this therapy.

Miyako Eri turned around and looked at Gojo Satoru. The tall young man shrugged at her, "Although the teacher can reverse the technique, it can only heal yourself and has no effect on others."

Unlike Ieiri Glass, Gojo Satoru He understood the reversal technique between life and death, but his technique could only work on himself and had no effect on Dazai Osamu.

"Hey, that's it..."

Miyako Eri heard Gojo Satoru say this and didn't ask any questions. She just nodded and looked at the door of the infirmary. "You heard it too. There is nothing the teacher can do. If you don't want to do it in the future, I can only do things with half a hand, it would be better to obey earlier."

The bright red rabbit eyes met the thoughtful kite eyes through the gap in the door.

In the end, Dazai Osamu completed the resurrection in silence and received a brand new hand.

The Armed Detective Agency is having fun here, but the atmosphere between Nakahara Chuuya and Mori Ogai is inexplicably tense over there.

"According to the information I have observed, the strength of Yokohama's number one magician is indeed unexpected."

"My suggestion is, if possible, try not to be an enemy of him."

Nakahara Chuya said, and I remembered the vague warning when I became hostile to Gojo Satoru, and the unconscious trembling in my body. It was both vigilance and excitement for a powerful opponent.

Mori Ogai didn't say anything for a long time after hearing Nakahara Chuuya's words. He just nodded quietly, saying that he still had to consider how to deal with these two unexpected guests in the future.

After the "Polluter" battle, the fool also knew that the origins of these two people might not be simple, and they might be following this strange creature that suddenly appeared.

Speaking of which, Yokohama has been very lively recently. First, a man with a reward of 7 billion came here, and then a powerful spellcaster whose origins were unclear appeared. In addition, some organizations from far away overseas are eyeing...

It's really been a troubled time.

Foreign Minister Moriou sighed and smoothed back the hair that had fallen in front of his eyes. A few strands fell down his hands accidentally.

"Eh! Rintaro, you've lost your hair!"

"Don't dislike me, Alice-chan, this is just a sign of a mature man!"

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After dealing with the "polluter", Miyako Eri's own However, her body shape didn't seem to have grown much. She just returned to a height slightly shorter than that of Zhongyuan. Her white hair grew to the back of her shoulders, and her whole body had completely grown into the figure of a girl.

My memory has recovered a little, and everything is moving towards a better situation.

Only Gojo Satoru lamented that the little skirt he finally bought at the port mafia with great difficulty was soon useless.

Miyako Eri didn't pay attention to Gojo Satoru's lament, but occasionally looked at his red eyes.

Although Gojo Satoru kept saying that he just had pink eye and there was actually no problem, she still felt that something was wrong with Gojo Satoru.

"Maybe he's more wanton than before?"

Miyako Eri muttered softly, but couldn't help but shake her head.

Wasn't Gojo Satoru reckless enough when he was in the Conjuring Academy?

He just left without leaving even a chance to say goodbye, and he didn't even hesitate at all. It was really cruel.

That's what Miyako Eri said, but she didn't think about her own virtues.

If she hadn't been bitten by Goujuanji before, maybe she herself would have said a silent farewell.

Don't say who is the right one among them.

"Hoo, ho--Mr. Ranpo, I finally bought it today! Oh, and Mr. Gojo, your donuts." With the boy's breathless voice, the door of the armed detective agency was filled with people holding a bunch of donuts. The white-haired boy holding snacks pushed away with difficulty.

"Too slow! According to the famous detective's calculations, you should have arrived 5 minutes earlier!"

"Oh, thank you~"

With the cheerful responses from one big and one small, the donut box was opened and the pudding lid was opened. , the two dessert connoisseurs, who were very different in height, started feasting at the reception table.

"So... why did it become like this?"

In the seemingly harmonious and peaceful daily life, only one person felt that something was wrong.

Kunikida endured Doppo for a long time, but when he met Miyako Eri's natural-looking eyes, he still couldn't help but break his kung fu. He stood up from his workstation suddenly, pointed at Gojo Satoru and couldn't help but get angry. ,

"Why on earth do you show up in our office so naturally and unshakably every day?!"

"You are obviously not members of our club, right?!"

"Don't come over here and rub the chairs in the reception room every day! Real guests are I was squeezed out by you——"

"No, I have observed it for the time being. It is the off-season for the detective agency, so I came here to look for the possibility of cooperation."

Maybe Kunikida has gone crazy many times . , every time it was thunderous and rainy, so even the new member Atsushi Nakajima didn't take it seriously. Gojo Satoru replied in a serious manner, but looking at his playful smile, he didn't seem to be very serious about it. Respond honestly.

Miyako Eri took a bite of Gojo Satoru's pudding. The conjurer was very generous to his partner and would remember to leave a portion for her.

Hearing Kunikida's angry roar, she took a sip of the fragrant and smooth pudding in her mouth, and then pointed to the president's office, "Stay here with President Fukuzawa's permission."

"But that It was before you were found by this magician!"

Kunikida Doppo was a little tired, not because of Miyako Eri's obvious attitude of pretending to be stupid, but because he was slightly unbalanced.

After all, this kid came to the office every day and did nothing but just sit there drinking tea and chatting in a daze. On his side, he was so busy that he almost vomited blood because his partner was pretending to be dead.

Speaking of the partner who pretended to be dead...

"Dazai? Where did that bastard Dazai go?!"

"As for Mr. Dazai, I didn't see him this morning."

Tanizaki Junichiro "reluctantly" broke free from Tanizaki Naomi's arm and stood up He got up and replied, then wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked towards the door.

"Speaking of which, it's time for me to investigate the case of the pickpocket at the station before... Sorry Naomi, I'm leaving first -"

"Ah, brother-sama is so quick..."

The girl with long black hair stared at the door dreamily, holding her cheeks with her hands, "My brother who works hard is so cute~"

"It's not that we want to stay... mainly..."

Miyako Eri said with satisfaction Swallowing the whole pudding, "Mainly because of our identities as Teacher Gojo, it is most appropriate to stay here."

"After all, we are not evil people~"