COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"You fought so hard to fight for these things, did you end up dead... It seems very important..."

"But scissors and daggers are weapons that can hurt roses, and the pass can enter any room in the building. They are indeed very important props." Kudo Shinichi said with a solemn expression.

So it's normal for those people to kill each other.

They must also know that these things are useful.

In other words, those who participated in the robbery knew the existence and status of the prince.

It's a pity that they are already dead.

Otherwise, other information can be obtained.

"Since the vines are already... let's take the spiral staircase. It shouldn't matter if we have a pass." Kudo Shinichi paused for a moment when he mentioned the vines, then skipped the words and walked towards the door.

As for this room, there is nothing left to investigate.

He had seen it when the vines had all dispersed.

Except for the set of tables and chairs they had sat on, the bookshelf, desk, and even a large bed, there was nothing else.

There weren't even books on the bookshelf, not a single one.

And now the vines cover the entire room again. If you want to search, you can only pull the vines apart, so forget it.

If you disturb others' sleep, you will be beaten.

They've got enough from this.

"Let's go." Kudo Shinichi opened the door to the room, stood in the corridor and looked up, only to find that they had reached the upper floor.

"Sure enough, I should have thought of it a long time ago. The prince must live in a high-rise building." Hattori Heiji said carelessly, touching his hair.

"Saved a lot of time climbing up." Amuro Toru said with a little satisfaction.

"Hurry up, if you delay any longer, Master Xiuzhi may have been brutally murdered." He urged with a not-so-good look on his face.

Kudo Shinichi and others were almost confused for a moment whether the other party was worried about Tsushima Shuji or whether he was cursing the other party.

But he still speeded up.

…

"The acting skills are really better than the other. Kaa, did you take them to an acting training class?" Bronx couldn't help but sigh.

The acting skills of Scotland and Bourbon are as real as the two.

What was found on the body...

If they didn't know the truth, they might really believe it.

Of course, what amazed them the most was Kaa's acting skills.

"Yes, I signed them up for the basic actor course, Bronx, do you want to sign up too?" Shuji Tsushima touched his arm and said.

"I almost doubt that the prince is real." Bronx sighed.

Yet they all know it.

is false.

The prince who fell asleep with the rose was played by Kaa.

"He does indeed exist, but as I said, he has already successfully killed himself. Death means that no matter how much Rose tries to save him, he cannot be resurrected." Black-haired kite-eyed The boy changed his appearance and became blond and blue-eyed, with a rose in his right eye.

"I just borrowed his identity a little bit, and added a story for him. How about it? The ending is very sad, right?" He touched the rose in his right eye and asked with a chuckle.

"So what was the real past like?" Bronx asked.

The Prince and the Rose performed by Kaa is so poignant, but is it true in the past as well?

"The real past... do you really want to hear it?" The bandage replaced the blooming rose, the golden hair turned into black, the clear blue eyes turned into a dark and cold kite color, and the boy returned to his own appearance. asked casually.

The truth is often not that beautiful.

"It's just a story anyway. Even if it's true, do you think we would feel bad?" Wei Que said with a chuckle.

"In that case, it's story time, everyone, listen up..." Tsushima Shuji sat upright and clapped his hands.

The vines slowly wrapped around him again.

"Class A Experimental Subject No. 0009 - The Little Prince, the manufacturing method is to make hundreds of cuts on the selected experimental subject, bury specially cultivated rose seeds into his body, and wait until the rose seeds have completely grown into his flesh and blood. The experiment is not a success when we are together, taking root, becoming one with the rose, and having complete control over the rose.”

"Rose flowers need to be watered with human blood to bloom beautiful flowers. Their nourishment is human flesh, and the prince is their flower pot. The roses will not smash the flower pot, so they start to feed the prince back, using the human blood taken from other people. Give life back to the prince."

“The experiment is considered a success only when the roses start to feed back.”

"The prince and the rose achieved a perfect symbiotic relationship."

"Then the prince controlled Rose and some other successful experimental subjects, killed the researchers, and initiated a revolution."

"They broke into the backroom, killed those people, and then...became the backroom."

"The rose needs nourishment or it will die. The prince needs to feed the rose, otherwise the hungry rose will suck the prince dry."

"So he became the prince behind the scenes, feeding the roses with other people in the building."

"Day after day, year after year."

"Then he got tired of this behavior and committed suicide."

"After his death, the roses ate his body. Without their pots, the roses began to grow unbridled and suck out life."

"The rose that ate everyone was also trapped in the building and fell into self-silence."

"They were awakened by my blood, and now they are my roses." Shuji Tsushima touched the obedient vines on the side like a cat.

"Story time is over and it's question time."

"Which do you prefer, the real past or the false story I performed?" He smiled and looked in the direction of Bronx and the others.

"Both are good." Bronx thought for a moment and answered.

"The real ones are more cruel, and the fake ones are more story-telling." Negroni commented.

"Such a cruel symbiotic relationship, played so poignantly by you, is like the love between a prince and a rose..." Wei Que shook his head.

"How do you know that the prince doesn't love roses? Of course he loves roses, that's why he changed from a brave man to a demon king and used others to feed roses." Tsujima Shuji touched the vines and looked at the cautious appearance of the vines. He took the initiative He pressed the thorns of the rose into his palms.

"It's just that this kind of love turned into a cage and self-torture day after day. He finally couldn't bear it and chose to die by himself."

"Even if he dies, the rose will not die." He looked at the motionless rose that did not dare to drink his blood, showed a tired expression, and retracted his hand.

"Bourbon and Scotland don't know if they recognized that the prince is you..." Bronx said with a teasing smile.

"I recognize it. That's why Bourbon is so taciturn. Maybe he's already very angry." Shuji Tsushima said with a smile.

"And I gave a lot of hints. Why does the rose bloom in my right eye? Because my right eye is bandaged. Why would the prince know that they have scissors and daggers on them? Because I gave them to them..."

"If you can't recognize it, Bourbon and Scotland are really hopeless fools." Tsushima Shuji spread his hands and said in a helpless tone.