Chapter 42

Fyodor’s problem is actually not difficult to solve, but finding him is difficult.

The leader of the "Dead House Rat" is like a real little mouse, hiding in dark corners where no light can be seen, and is particularly good at hiding.

Even though Dazai Osamu had used all his contacts to dig out the opponent's hiding place, they all knew that it would be difficult to find this guy before his conspiracy was revealed.

What's more, he has also recruited many like-minded companions to help him realize his ideals.

"It's really troublesome...can't you just appear in front of us honestly? The kind that is fair and aboveboard."

Gojo Satoru learned about Fyodor later, and the information was of course informed by Miyako Eri.

The girl with white hair and red eyes was not very good at the job of digging deep into the ground to find people, so she handed it over to this delinquent high school teacher who was said to be omnipotent.

So this teacher who claims to be all-powerful has recently become bald.

Of course, he claimed that he didn’t eat enough desserts.

Being attacked by the leader of the mafia in the port next door and the detectives from the armed detective agency here, the limited-edition dessert naturally failed to fall into his mouth.

"I heard that the limited-edition edamame daifuku from Sendai has begun to return. I really want to eat that..."

Even though the white-haired young man had curled up his legs and straightened his back, he still looked much taller than ordinary people.

He is currently sitting with Miyako Eri in the "Uzumaki" cafe downstairs of the Armed Detective Agency, waiting for the arrival of daily afternoon tea.

"Then let's go. Anyway, the teacher is not doing anything serious if he stays here."

Miyako Eri didn't care whether Gojo Satoru was telling the truth or just acting coquettishly.

Gojo Satoru had nothing to do, but she did.

Osamu Dazai was gathering people to set up a dragnet to catch mice, so naturally she was used as bait and walked around the streets with Atsushi Nakajima every now and then.

Gojo Satoru's own martial arts value is too high. The title of Yokohama's number one magician will definitely make a certain devil reluctant to do it, but it is much easier for her to do it.

She only took action once or twice. The last time she took action with all her strength, she was driving away the "combined" creatures from another world. She fought with the opponent to death for a long time without any results. She finally borrowed a friend's spear and conceptualized the opponent to be sent away. Even if he walked, he would be exhausted until he was out of breath, let alone the battle with Shadow Sephiroth.

That's not letting water go, it's like letting it go like a sea.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see Isephiros' ability. If he wanted to, he could have killed Miyako Eri with the sword early, but he just wouldn't do it.

So much so that he was penetrated by Miyako Eri in the end.

It was exactly the same way as a certain death many years ago.

"I really love you..."

Gojo Satoru sighed when he recalled this incident, but he almost said that Miyako Eri was having an affair with that man.

After all, if it weren't for the legendary Ultimate White Moonlight, Miyako Eri wouldn't have kept him in her heart for so long.

Miyako Eri didn't take Gojo Satoru's teasing seriously. The relationship between her and Sephiroth was not something that could be explained clearly in just one or two sentences.

She was teased not once or twice, but Gilgamesh, who jumped in line every day, couldn't help but mention her once or twice every time he saw her.

If Miyako Eri really wanted to explain, her mouth would be dry.

Miyako Erimi Tenchi and Nakajima Atsushi were wandering the streets of Yokohama when bad news came.

It was not her who was attacked, but Yukichi Fukuzawa, the president of the Armed Detective Agency.

Good guy, the little mouse didn't take her seriously at all.

When the news came, Miyako Eri's face rarely looked disgusting.

If she had known this, she might as well have followed Gojo Satoru to eat the limited-edition edamame daifuku in Sendai next door.

After hearing the news that President Fukuzawa Yukichi was attacked, Atsushi Nakajima was extremely anxious. After speaking to Miyako Eri, he rushed to the hospital where the other party was, while Miyako Eri continued to Walking around the streets.

The relationship between her and the Armed Detective Agency has not reached that deep level yet, not to mention that their president is being attacked now, so they don't like too many unrelated people visiting at this time.

Miyako Eri just continued her plan quietly. She originally planned to take Atsushi Nakajima to a clothing store to pick out some clothes that could be replaced every day. Although the members of the Armed Detective Agency gave him a set of work clothes, the child It's really easy to ruin your clothes.

Miyako Eri was used to being dressed up by Gojo Satoru, and she also began to want to exercise her right to dress up others.

Although the person involved has left due to important matters, Miyako Eri has already written down the boy's size, so she can naturally make the decision for him.

"Alice-chan~~ Alice-chan~ Wear one more thing~~~"

Before Miyako Eri reached her destination, a familiar voice came from the clothing store next door, and Miyako Eri stopped. Footsteps, looking towards the speaker.

As expected, it was the leader of the port mafia.

If she remembered correctly, she had seen this scene before she had recovered her body.

"Oh...isn't this Eri-chan?"

In daily life, the leader of the local evil forces behaved quite easily, and even took the initiative to say hello to Miyako Eri.

"Long time no see, Mr. Mori."

Miyako Eri was also very polite when facing Mori Ogai, although her intuition told her that it would be dangerous for the leader to go shopping with his humanoid superpower at this time. Not a coincidence.

At the moment, no one is competing for a limited-edition cake with his humanoid powers.

Gojo Satoru is in Sendai.

It is not a trivial matter that the president of the Armed Detective Agency was attacked. As the Port Mafia, which regards the Armed Detective Agency as a thorn in its side, this news will not be missed.

Port Mafia will never allow anyone to mess around on its own territory.

So...

the leader of the port mafia boldly decided to make his own bait?

It's a bit risky.

Miyako Eri thought to herself, and there was no change in the expression on her face. On the other hand, Mori Ogai, who was opposite, had a frighteningly kind expression when facing Miyako Eri.

"Eri-chan goes shopping alone?"

"I'm not Gojo-sensei's pendant. Of course I will have my own personal space."

Miyako Eri's answer didn't sound very polite, not to mention that Gojo Satoru was not here. There is also a bodyguard by his side.

Although this bodyguard appears to be on and off due to insufficient battery.

"Rintaro, go back quickly - I want to eat the fruit tart you promised!"

Before Mori Ogai could say anything else, the little blond girl next to him kicked his calf impatiently, ignoring Miyagi quite arrogantly. The existence of ancient Eri.

"Okay, okay, let's go back right away~"

Even though he knew that Mori Ogai was performing a one-man show, watching this middle-aged uncle twist his body in front of the beautiful and delicate exotic girl with a doting look on his face still made people feel... Some cannot be seen directly.

"Then, I'll take Alice-chan back first~"

Miyako Eri twitched the corner of her mouth and turned sideways to make way for the two of them.

Then she witnessed with her own eyes the car of the leader of the Port Mafia was bombed, and she was attacked by enemies disguised as patrolmen.

Although it's quite cliché, but how can I put it, as long as it's easy to use, it's just a strategy.

Looking at the figure of the thin young man hiding in the crowd, Miyako Eri was thoughtful.

The little mouse appeared in front of her specially. Did he have any other plans?