COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

Tsushima Detective Agency.

A... quite special guest was ushered in.

Blonde hair, trendy hairstyle.

Wearing black stone earrings, deep v shirt and casual suit.

It can be seen that the chest muscle figure has been specially trained.

By the way, his blond hair is dyed because his roots are black.

Dress in his likeness.

The occupation of this person is also clearly revealed.

Professional - Cowherd.

"This gentleman came to our office to..." Scotland served tea for the guest.

Can't let Kayo find clients for him...

This Mr. Cowherd picked up the teacup. It can be seen that he has specially practiced the posture of holding the teacup.

"I just came here to ask you to investigate something for me." Mr. Niulang took a sip of tea, put down his cup, and said in a reserved tone.

Ah, the tone of speech is also specially trained.

As expected of a professional cowherd!

Shuji Tsushima: The villain in his heart clapped wildly.

Mr. Cowherd, a professional, reached out and pulled out a photo from his deep v-shirt.

Shuji Tsushima: Wow...this man...has a pocket inside the deep V?

噫~

"This is the person I want you to investigate..." He put the photo on the coffee table and pushed it in the direction of Shuji Tsushima.

Shuji Tsushima: I don’t want to touch it at all~

So he just sat on his seat, didn't reach for the photo, and lowered his eyes to look at the photo.

"Sorry, guest, our firm does not accept commissions to investigate other people's privacy..." Scotland stood aside and explained to Mr. Cowherd in a gentle tone.

"So you didn't accept this kind of commission? I'm sorry, I was too impatient and didn't notice..." Mr. Niulang brushed his hair in a graceful manner, and said politely. chest.

Standing up and preparing to leave.

"Miyamoto Kayoko, used to be named Fujiwara Kayoko, Ando Kayoko." Tsujima Shuji took a sip of...milk...

Mr. Cowherd stopped turning and leaving, and sat back in silence.

"You know her?" he asked.

"I don't know, but I've heard that this is a famous lady in high society..." Shuji Tsushima said in a cold tone.

"Both Fujiwara and Ando are the surnames of her ex-husband. The current Mr. Miyamoto should be her third husband."

"Beautiful, elegant, mature and charming lady..."

"But, those people secretly called that lady the Black Widow." Shuji Tsushima's tone was flat, with inexplicable sarcasm.

"Black Widow...?" Mr. Cowherd frowned in confusion.

"Ah, because that lady wears a black dress all the year round, and the two husbands she married before both died unexpectedly."

"It is said that the wife is wearing black, and she is also mourning for her dead husband." Shuji Tsushima explained.

"Well, but these are just rumors, and I only heard about it. I'm sorry, but I let you come here for nothing." The young man smiled lightly with his lips raised.

"Ah, I'm very satisfied knowing this. This is an entrustment..." Mr. Cowherd nodded politely, while preparing to take money out of his deep-v shirt.

"No, I didn't accept your commission, it's just a rumor." Shuji Tsushima resolutely rejected the other party's commission fee.

"This..." Mr. Cowherd's hand for taking out the money froze for a moment.

"In this case... I will take my leave first." Mr. Cowherd smiled and left.

...

"You're really dedicated." Looking at the back of the other party leaving, Shuji Tsushima couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"His sitting posture, walking posture and standing posture have all been trained." Of course, it is not some military training, but demeanor.

Let the posture of the whole person appear more elegant and temperament...

Although the other party's learning is too perfect, so... a little rigid.

As for why Shuji Tsushima knew...

He was, and is, the / Pain Mask who took etiquette lessons.

Of course, not for long.

For him, he just needs to understand the surface to deal with other people's methods.

There is also a reason why the adoptive father was extraordinarily narcissistic.

"When my children stay with me, they will naturally behave very much like me. There is no need to learn this kind of etiquette." Because his own behavior is the most in line with the etiquette standards.

The unfinished meaning in the other party's words was clearly seen by Shuji Tsushima.

"Why did that gentleman come to investigate Mrs. Miyamoto..." Scotland asked standing aside.

"Because he is that lady's lover." Shuji Tsushima stretched his limbs and said lazily.

"Lover? Isn't that lady..." Do you have a husband? Although it is already the third term.

"After all, beautiful and rich ladies are very popular." Shuji Tsushima looked envious.

"That's great... I also want to be raised by a beautiful and rich lady~" He squinted his eyes and fell into fantasy.

"Ah~ It would be even better if it is a lady who is willing to die with me~" He seemed to be filled with endless satisfaction.

"The organization won't let you be a cowboy..."

"And it's not good to think about these things when you're underage." The man with black hair and blue eyes sighed.

Such a young man, why does he want to be a cowherd?

"And Kayo, you are not short of money, right?" The wealth of the Tsushima Club is enough for how many people live their lives.

"Hey~"

"This is just my dream, my dream~" Shuji Tsushima closed his eyes and waved his hands, as if you don't understand.

"That's not how dreams are used..." Scotland said deeply and helplessly.

A young code member of an organization can be said to be the new generation of the organization, but his dream is to become a cowherd...

What should one say?

"But why do you know Kayo so clearly? Did you really hear about it?" Scotland put away the teacup and suddenly thought of the same question.

"Because I met each other at a party before."

"She is a beautiful and dangerous lady." Shuji Tsushima commented.

"And it's impossible to die with me~" His tone was full of regret.

"Most people would not be willing to die in love with you, Kayo." Scotland's tone was heavy.

"Isn't it good to be alive?" He suddenly asked gently.

"It's good to be alive." Shuji Tsushima replied without hesitation.

"But for me... death is a long-cherished wish."

...

"Sorry, we should end this relationship..." The woman was wearing a tight black coat, a black hat and sunglasses, covering herself completely.

"Why..." The man opposite had a painful expression on his face.

"Don't you want me?" He looked at the woman affectionately.

"...We shouldn't have met. It was a mistake from the very beginning." The woman was silent, lowered her head, and said unhurriedly.

"I don't believe it!" The man interrupted her.

"Did he... He forced you! Why are you covering up so tightly? Did he do something to you?!" The man's tone became more and more agitated, and he even stood up and tried to tear off the woman's clothes.

"Enough." The woman couldn't bear it anymore.

"We all need to calm down." She stood up with her bag in hand.

"Don't contact me in the future."

"boom--"

The door was closed.