COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"Master Xiuzhi is really..." The family doctor is an elderly gentleman.

He hurried over with a medical kit.

He saw a boy in a white shirt sitting on the bed, a man in a wheelchair beside the bed, and a row of bodyguards behind him.

Helplessly sighed.

Then he put the medicine box next to Shuji Tsushima as usual.

"I thought that I would never have the chance to worry about you, Master Xiu Zhi." The old doctor's tone was helpless, revealing the care of the elderly.

"Take good care of the wound, Shuji." Haruhiko Oba said with worried eyes and a caring tone.

The boy sat on the bed and looked sideways out the window.

"I'll do it myself." He said coldly.

The old doctor sighed, put the medicine box on the bed, shook his head and walked out.

Oba Haruhiko also led the people out helplessly.

Shuji Tsushima sat on the bed and unwrapped the bandages on his body. The wounds on his body were densely scratched by the thorns of roses.

In addition, there is a scar that runs through the chest and abdomen, and there are dense needle-like scars and scars from cutting the wrists on the hands and arms.

Some of the wounds were still open and opened, and some looked like scars from a long time ago.

Most of the wounds were caused by his suicide.

He didn't apply the medicine either, just took out a brand new bandage from the bedside table.

She covered all her wounds layer by layer.

"...Really... I knew I would have danced with a mask on." He pressed the wound on his face with an annoyed tone.

"If my face is disfigured, I won't have a beautiful and wealthy lady to support me." He put a bandage on his right eye, and medical cotton on the rest of his face.

Apart from this, no other treatment was performed on these wounds.

Anyway, the wound on Osamu Dazai's body that shouldn't exist will disappear automatically after a while.

I have forgotten when those scars that would not disappear appeared, as if it was just a dream, and my body was covered with scars after waking up from the dream.

*[Under Osamu Dazai's bandage, there are countless scars. ]

"So my memory really has a problem..." He sighed faintly.

The blood-stained white shirt and the torn blood-stained bandage were casually thrown on the ground.

〖...Host, what does this mean? 〗The diving system asked hesitantly.

"who I am?"

The boy stepped on the ground with bare feet, and took out a new shirt and trousers from the closet to put on.

He looked like another pale, sickly, cold and clean boy.

〖...Who do you think you are? 〗The system paused and asked.

"never mind……"

"Even if it's a dream." The boy whispered to himself.

[if only……]

[I would like to indulge in a false dream and never wake up. ]

"Give them another body."

"By the way... When I was fourteen, was my body really like this?" He said flatly.

〖...〗The system remained silent.

Shuji Tsushima opened the door.

〖...If you wish. 〗The system responded in silence for a moment.

It knew who the "they" Shuji Tsushima was talking about.

The old doctor came in, holding a medicine box that had obviously not been opened, and sighed helplessly.

I don't know how Master Xiuzhi treated his wound.

What to do in case of infection...

He looked at the cold and gloomy young man who had changed into a bandage, a white shirt and black trousers, and thought to himself.

But……

He looked at the young man who was clean and without any flaws, and then at the silently smiling man in the wheelchair. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and left.

"The timing of Xiuzhi's return is just right. Director Sindora heard that you are back, and specially invited you to be a guest." Haruhiko Oba smiled, as if he was happy that his child was loved by others.

"The abductor uncle..." Shuji Tsushima remained expressionless.

"...cough cough cough..." Haruhiko Oba couldn't help coughing.

"Indeed, it's the kidnapper." He forced a smile.

Thomas Syndora, who tried to trick Shuji Tsushima into the past to be his son.

Back then, Shuji Tsushima stared at him with a surveillance camera every night, ready to move and try to bring a gun to talk to him at night.

However, before that, the nine-year-old Shuji Tsushima was taken by the boss to the Vatican Church to fool him.

After Thomas Syndora failed to lure Shuji Tsushima, it was a pity that after many years, he finally set his sights on another gifted child - Hiroki Sawada.

Four years younger than Shuji Tsushima, a computer genius who studied at MIT.

Thomas Syndora also met Shuji Tsushima with Hiroki Sawada.

[There will be a common topic between geniuses and geniuses. ]Thomas Syndora said so.

He still didn't give up the idea of ​​abducting Shuji Tsushima.

There are never too many useful geniuses.

This time, as soon as Shuji Tsushima came back, the other party sent an invitation...

"It's really tenacious..." Shuji Tsushima sighed.

He will be adopted by the boss, firstly because the place where he first fell was the crime scene of the organization, and the forged identity is also the child of an organization member.

The second is because the boss is black.

What organizations need most is tasks and stimuli.

[Experience the meaning of life on the verge of death, even if it is just a short moment before dying, I will die without regret. ]

There is no difference between black and white to him, and it is meaningless whether he is on the side of killing people or on the side of saving people.

"The thought of communicating with an uncle full of bad thoughts..." Shuji Tsushima made a disgusted expression.

"I can't imagine it at all." He said dejectedly.

"It's just a gathering of a group of people, Xiu Zhi doesn't need to worry." Haruhiko Oba gently comforted him.

Shuji Tsushima sighed.

"I'm just worried that I didn't control my mood and killed him directly." His eyes were dark.

"Then kill it." Haruhiko Oba said flatly.

"If you are worried that other people will see it, just kill everyone present."

"Corps don't speak."

"As long as it's Xiuzhi what you want to do, it will be successful." He said in a firm tone.

The bodyguard behind him said nothing, and bowed his head in silence.

They are all robots.

"..." Shuji Tsushima was expressionless.

Ah, yes, his adoptive father doesn't care about other people's lives at all, even if Shuji Tsushima was really at the venue and killed Thomas Sindora in public.

He will only help destroy the evidence and kill other people present.

"Well, I have someone make new clothes for you, Xiu Zhi. Put them on and go to meet the director of Syndora."

"After all, it is a leading company in the IT industry..." the man said contemptuously.

Shuji Tsushima: You started again.

But what about leading companies...

That's how it feels...

Shuji Tsushima: I always feel that it is completely inferior to the technology of the organization.

"I've seen the photos of the clothes I asked Gin to give you before, and it turns out that Shuzhi looks cute no matter what he wears." Haruhiko Oba proudly took out a heavy book.

After opening it, it was full of photos of Shuji Tsushima of all ages and identities.

and……

It's all black history.

Shuji Tsushima looked at himself with black stains on his face, the self who sat on the ground with a blank expression, the self who blessed others in the church, and the self covered with petals during the Kyudo competition, and the self who was surrounded by a group of people. Carrying the demon king dressed himself...

"Ah, as expected of me, I am so handsome and cute at the same time no matter what~" Shuji Tsushima seriously looked at the photo and commented.

Black history?

No matter how handsome and cute a handsome man like me is, there will be no photos called black history~