COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

Shuji Tsushima finally put on the clothes prepared by Haruhiko Oba.

because……

Neon Fang didn't prepare a team uniform for him at all.

They signed him up for a one-man competition...

Uniform team uniforms are only arranged for members of the team competition.

Shuji Tsushima: ...

Is this the legendary representative neon competition?

It turned out that I was a non-staff.

"Just admit defeat." Shuji Tsushima tapped his fist on the palm of his hand, and said lightly.

"Is Xiuzhi going to admit defeat in front of so many people?" Haruhiko Oba said in false surprise.

"This is a world-class competition." He reminded earnestly.

"Maybe Xiuzhi, your classmates and friends in Neon... even believers in other places will see it."

Shuji Tsushima: ...

"On the day of the competition, I missed the competition because I was kidnapped...it's normal." He said with wandering eyes and a erratic tone.

"In this case... Xiuzhi may face a lot of disappointed looks after that..." Haruhiko Oba said, looking at the boy's expression.

The other party was expressionless, his eyes darkened.

"However, according to Xiuzhi's popularity, I'm afraid they will only worry about you and ask about the specific kidnapping process..." He said indifferently.

Seeing the boy shudder, he shook his head.

"They... are quite boring." Shuji Tsushima said weakly.

I don't want to be surrounded by asking questions at all.

"I want to drop out of school..." He lay on the ground and said with his eyes open.

Haruhiko Oba pushed the wheelchair to his side, touched his chin and stared at him for a long time.

"I see……"

"Xiu Zhi, you have reached the age of being rebellious and tired of studying..." he suddenly realized.

"Let me think about what the book says to do in such a situation..." He thought seriously.

Shuji Tsushima lying on the ground: ...

"The book you mentioned..." He lay on the ground and looked up at the sky with blank eyes.

"I think about it, it's probably "Psychological Activities of Teenagers"..." Haruhiko Oba rubbed his chin in thought.

"By the way, I actually read "How to Communicate with Rebellious Children", "What Boys Are Like in Puberty", "How to Give Children a Healthy Growth Environment"..." he recalled and listed them.

Shuji Tsushima: ...

"I've read some books too." He chuckled.

"Interpersonal Communication with Your Boss", "How to Tell the Boss He's Fired" and so on." He closed his eyes and said.

"Does Shuzhi treat us like that? I'll be sad..." Haruhiko Oba said while clutching his chest in an unbearable look.

"It's a pity that those judges are not here, otherwise I would have awarded you a trophy." Shuji Tsushima said peacefully while lying on the ground with his eyes closed.

"Obviously in this world, I am Xiuzhi your only family member." Haruhiko Oba's tone suddenly became low.

[Family...]

There are vague figures of different people in my memory, but in retrospect, it is like seeing flowers in a fog.

No mood swings at all.

Or……

The thought of recalling the past is surrounded by endless shame.

really……

[I am a coward...]

...

"It doesn't take so much trouble for the preliminary round..." Shuji Tsushima sighed.

He changed into a bow uniform with a white top and a black bottom, with the Tsurumaru family crest on his chest.

Haruhiko Oba also changed into a white kimono with a crane pattern, which looked very familiar to him.

Shuji Tsushima: ...ah, I also have the same style in this set.

During the first night festival in the world, I passed through...

"It's a parent-child outfit." Haruhiko Oba smiled and tapped the bone fan in his hand.

Shuji Tsushima: ...It's not surprising at all.

Even the bodyguards, who are always in black suits, have changed into the same kimonos.

The top and bottom are black kimonos.

Compared to going to a game...

"Aren't you really the guest performer they invited over..." Shuji Tsushima complained tiredly.

"Of course not." Haruhiko Oba shook his head.

"I'm just cheering for you Xiuzhi." He said casually.

"Thank you very much." Shuji Tsushima sighed.

Although I don't want it at all.

I really want to admit defeat on the spot.

I always feel that something bad is waiting for me in the final.

...

The venue for the World Series is much larger than the venue for the Neon Nationals.

There are also more contestants.

And they all use competitive recurve bows, which are much shorter than the bows Shuji Tsushima used in neon before.

Speaking of bows...

I always feel like I forgot something...

Shuji Tsushima stood there thinking.

Competitors coming and going passed him by.

Some turned a blind eye, some worshiped, and some looked disgusted.

"Ah... I remembered." Shuji Tsushima suddenly realized.

Where is his bow?

"Master Xiuzhi—" Just as he was thinking, a bodyguard ran over.

"Your bow." He bent down and raised the bow over his head with both hands and handed it to Shuji Tsushima.

"Master Haruhiko said, let's go for the competition." After saying a word, he ran away in a hurry.

Shuji Tsushima looked up towards the VIP stands.

It was impossible for Haruhiko Ohba to be in the public stands with the others.

So Shuji Tsushima managed to find a man in a white kimono and a wheelchair in a vip stand on a high place.

He toasted Shuji Tsushima very leisurely.

Bodyguards in black stood behind him.

When I thought about the fact that I was going to compete with a group of people, the other party just sat there as if they were watching a show...

Shuji Tsushima: I suddenly got angry.

He raised his bow towards the people in the stands.

Draw the bow, nock the arrow, let go.

The arrow shot through the air.

Haruhiko Oba let go of the wine glass in his hand.

The next moment, the arrow shattered the wine glass, and the liquid inside spilled all over the floor.

"Mr. Haruhiko—" someone exclaimed.

"Don't worry, Xiuzhi is just playing with me." Haruhiko Oba waved his hand.

"This means that he is bound to win the championship." His tone was meaningful.

"This distance..." Someone leaned on the edge of the stand and squinted to see where Shuji Tsushima was.

"As expected of Mr. Haruhiko, your nephew..." I couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"No." Haruhiko Oba interrupted him.

"Xiuzhi is not so good because he is my nephew..."

"He was already very good." Haruhiko Oba looked at the young man on the field below with a proud tone.

"Yes, Mr. Haruhiko is right." People praised him one after another.

Shuji Tsushima is indeed very good.

Haruhiko Oba is also a young and promising talent.

They are family.

People can't help but feel how much God favors this family, which makes them emerge geniuses one after another.

but……

People secretly looked at the man in the wheelchair, at his gentle and handsome face, and his legs covered with thin blankets.

He also recalled the appearance of Shuji Tsushima.

Recalling the bandaged right eye of the other party, and almost covered with bandages.

It also makes people unable to help thinking whether God is partial to them or jealous.

[While God gave them the talent that the world looks up to, he also gave them an incurable disability. ]