COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

With the joint efforts of Scotland and Bourbon, the debris was cleared from the ground.

"How to explain the sudden disappearance of the mirror?" Midorikawa looked at the frame that was left alone without distress.

"We should ask the culprit about this matter." Toru Amuro looked at Tsushima Shuji.

"No need to explain." Tsujima Shuji lay on the bed with his chin in his hands, his posture lazy.

"Butler Tanaka will find a good reason for himself." His tone was determined and nonchalant.

Toru Amuro raised his eyebrows, dropped the rag and sat on the sofa.

"Has any medicine been applied to the wound?" Midorikawa asked.

He looked like he wanted to give Tsushima Shuji some medicine.

"Bionic people don't need medicine." The young man said nonchalantly.

"I don't believe it." Midorikawa smiled gently.

Shuji Tsushima: Oops, I was discovered~

"Really, look." Tsushima Shuji shook his hand.

"There's no blood at all." He pointed at the white bandage.

"...Okay." Midorikawa looked at the snow-white bandage, and then at the young man whose smile was flawless, with a helpless tone.

"But Kaa, are you really an android?" Green Wear Wu asked.

Shuji Tsushima smiled brightly.

"Guess what?" he said.

"Forget it." Midorikawa shook his head.

If Kaa didn't want to tell him the truth, then he would never guess it.

No matter what answer you guess that looks like the truth, it's probably just another lie.

"Rather than guessing about such boring things, why don't you explain the reason for this time?" Toru Amuro smiled ferociously.

"You ate in front of us for two hours and made us stand for two hours. Shouldn't you be very happy?!" Toru Amuro became angrier as he thought about it.

Neither I nor Scotland have eaten anything yet!

"But I don't like eating." The young man blew his eyes and looked tired.

"Huh? You want to say that you fell ill because you ate for two hours but you don't like eating?" Amuro Toru looked confused.

"Well, that's about right." Tsushima Shuji lay on his back and said indifferently.

More than not liking food, what he really doesn't like is...

Probably alive.

Because humans need to eat to live, they don't like eating.

even though……

He cannot die without eating.

"Are you anorexic?" Midorikawa said with a calm expression.

I thought back to the number of times Kaa ate.

If we all eat together...

Kaa really doesn't seem to eat much? Except for canned crabmeat.

Although there were times when Kaa would eat a lot, he would vomit it all up later.

While he and Bourbon were doing the task, Kaa stayed alone in the apartment. There were no signs of use in the kitchen, and there were no takeout boxes left at home.

So those times...

Did Kaa just stop eating?

"Ah... I don't hate food." Shuji Tsushima rolled around on the bed silently.

He just doesn't like eating.

It's quite contradictory.

While using pain to remind myself that I am alive, I don't like the functions that I must maintain to live.

Just like when he was curious about the structure of something and thought it was magical, but after learning that it existed only for human convenience, he lost interest.

"But you don't like eating." Toru Amuro complained.

How is this different from anorexia?

He doesn't like eating and commits suicide without saying a word after eating.

It's probably more serious than anorexia.

"So the reason why you asked the Feng family to cooperate with them in making nutrient solution was because you didn't want to eat?" Toru Amuro asked after thinking about it.

The young man showed a disgusted expression.

"For me, drinking nutrient solution is no different from eating anything else. They all exist to stay alive." The young man frowned.

And living was exactly what he wanted least.

Toru Amuro's expression was complicated and he hesitated to speak.

Midorikawa Mu, who had the same complex expression and hesitated to speak, looked at each other and shook his head at the same time.

Sure enough, we still need to talk to Gin and find a doctor for Kaa.

We can’t let Kaa give up treatment!

What happened to Gin!

Toru Amuro thought for a while, took out his phone and started typing.

After typing and clicking send, I breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know why, but it feels more comfortable.

Damn it, obviously because of this troublesome brat, I haven't eaten anything yet.

"If the reason is... it's probably because all the girls in Italy were conquered by me." Moscato thought for a while and said nonchalantly.

"I want to hear reasons, not lies." Gin's voice was cold.

"This is not a lie...Okay, okay, I understand, don't draw your gun." Moscato sighed.

"I said I just wanted to meet Master Kaa, do you believe it?" he asked in a serious tone.

"Are you that kid's dog too?" Gin showed an interested smile.

It looked scarier than when I wasn't smiling.

"I don't want you to say that. Aren't you the first dog?" Moscato said provocatively, still with a bohemian smile on his face.

"Ha." Gin sneered.

"Don't compare me to dogs like you."

"Go back to Italy as soon as possible, Japan doesn't need you." He said, turning around indifferently, his long silver-gray hair drawing neat arcs in the air.

Unlike these guys who call themselves Kaa's dog, Gin never thinks of himself as the other person's dog.

Even when the man pointed at Gin and asked Gin to swear allegiance to the boy, Gin didn't think that he would become his partner's dog in the future.

because……

That person said it himself.

[Gin will be your best gun and will aim it at other people according to your wishes. ]

Gin is a gun. This gun originally belonged to that person, and was later given to that person's heir, Cahors.

Because this gun works great.

What Gin has to do is to make himself useful all the time, and that's enough.

For guns, accuracy and lethality are the most critical.

"It's really unpleasant..." Moscato stared at Gin's leaving figure with deep eyes.

But Moscato also knew that Gin was different from himself, and even from other people.

Gin was the first gun given to Cahors.

It is also a gun that has the power to destroy other guns.

Later, no matter how many guns he had, Gin's status would not change at all.

These latecomers cannot even be called guns, but can only be regarded as lackeys.

Guns naturally have the ability to kill dogs.

Even though he has become the godfather of the Italian Mafia, he is respected by many families.

Moscato also still remembers that before embarking on the road to becoming a godfather, he was just a confused prisoner.

At first, it was just because of a chat with the boy who was still the leader of the church choir.

The young boy who was weak at the time met a boy who could see through people's hearts.

Moscato always regarded that encounter as a miracle.

Even if it turns out later that the other person is just bored and wants to watch a good show, he still thinks so.

Anyway...

To the gods, the world is just their playground.

A casual word or a wish is enough to change the future of countless people.

Moscato is willing to regard as a god the being who changed his future.

Isn’t it natural for humans to please gods?

Especially...when that god wants nothing more.

There were so many people in the world, but He chose Him.

This is a miracle.

Based on the world's population, this is a miracle of one in seven billion.