COS Osamu Dazai's me transmigrated into the Conan crew

The weather is sunny today.

Shuji Tsushima...is fishing in class.

The bald head teacher was supposed to leave after finishing his class, but he didn't leave this time.

"Ahem..." The bald head teacher cleared his throat.

It can be seen that he is trying very hard to attract the attention of the whole class.

"Classmates." He glanced around the classroom and watched with satisfaction as everyone quieted down.

"As for the school sports meeting, I hope everyone will actively sign up and bring glory to the class." She looked at the eyes under the podium and encouraged.

Shuji Tsushima, who was looking out the window with wandering eyes, slowly came back to his senses.

Why...does the school always engage in such boring activities?

I'm just a little kitten who wants to fish.

Tsushima cat sighs.jgp

However, the atmosphere in the class was fiery.

The bald head teacher looked at everyone's enthusiasm with satisfaction and left with a smile of satisfaction.

"Nei, Master Tsushima...ah, no, is there anything Tsushima-kun wants to sign up for?" Someone even ran up to Tsushima Shuji and asked.

Then it attracted a lot of attention.

This guy's name for Tsushima-kun... is Master Tsushima, right? Everyone has heard it.

I didn’t expect that you are also a member of the Tsushima Support Club...

Everyone's eyes were incomprehensible.

"Tsushima-kun must have won many championships in his previous school!"

"Yes, yes! Just like the archery competition, the national champion..."

"...I'm sorry...I have never participated in a school sports meeting before..." The young man looked lost and melancholy, with his eyes lowered.

Shuji Tsushima: Unexpectedly! I never went to school?

!!!It’s all that guy’s fault!

Mentioned things that shouldn’t be mentioned!!!

Everyone's eyes pierced towards the person who spoke at the beginning.

spokesman:……

Sweating like rain.

"...Well...after all, Tsushima-kun is so powerful. If he participates in the competition, wouldn't it make our class look like a bully? Hahahaha..." He wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained frantically.

"That's right, Tsushima-kun doesn't care about competing with them in competitions or anything like that..."

"Tsushima-kun just needs to sit on the high seat and watch them play."

"Tsushima-kun is a high-ranking demon king. How can he compete with mortals?"

Everyone praised him one after another.

"...I'm sorry, I can't help the class..." The young man looked melancholy and apologetic.

If you really want to help me, just stay away from me.

thank you all.

The young man has a delicate appearance, a melancholy expression, and is full of fragile charm.

"Don't worry, Tsushima-kun! We will all work hard! If Tsushima-kun is in our class, we will never embarrass Tsushima-kun!" Everyone was righteous and awe-inspiring, as if they were about to donate generously to charity.

Shuji Tsushima:...Thank you?

"Everyone... come on." The young man encouraged.

It has nothing to do with me, don't look for me, thank you.

"Everyone -" the sports committee member of their class shouted loudly.

"Students who want to sign up for the competition, please go to Tsushima-kun to get the registration form -" He placed a stack of registration forms on Tsushima Shuji's desk.

Suddenly, people came in droves.

"Me, me, me, give it to me, I want to sign up..."

"Huh? You are obviously running so slowly, do you still want to sign up?"

"Wouldn't it be better to leave the registration form to someone with the ability?"

There was almost a fight on the spot over the registration form.

Surrounded by Tsushima Shuji:...

Is this the legendary youth? I don’t want to understand at all.

The registration forms placed on his desk were snatched up in the blink of an eye.

More or less, almost everyone signed up.

"Tsushima-kun..." Someone was squirming.

"I...when I participated in the competition..." His face turned red.

"Can...can you cheer me up?" he asked loudly with his eyes closed.

"Hey... so cunning..." someone muttered dissatisfied.

"People also want Tsushima-kun to cheer for them..."

"It's too much to try to monopolize Tsushima-kun's support..."

Shuji Tsushima: ...When Gin was undercover to kill the traitor, I cheered him up.

"Mina——"

"How about Tsushima-kun becoming the mascot of our cheerleading team?" the sports committee member suggested.

Shuji Tsushima: When did I agree to this?

"Huh? If you say so..."

"Can't Tsushima-kun cheer for all of us?!"

"Great!!!"

Everyone cheered.

The sports committee member who made the suggestion looked at the full registration form in his hand and smiled with satisfaction.

As expected of Tsushima-kun, everyone wants to show off their strength in front of him.

As for the suggestion of letting the other person be the mascot...

The sports committee member hesitated inwardly.

Tsushima-kun is so gentle, he will definitely not refuse!

Shuji Tsushima: You should ask me first...

Give me a chance to refuse...

…

As soon as the school bell rang, the young man with a cold and melancholy face walked out of the classroom carrying his bag.

The classmates who were waiting for him to be the first to leave looked at his back and whispered.

"Tsushima-kun looks very melancholy today too..."

"That kite-colored eye seems to reflect nothing..."

"I can't imagine Tsushima-kun cheering us on..."

"How should I put it... there is a subtle way..."

"...feeling flattered...?"

"I know you."

"I feel the same way." Everyone looked at each other and nodded to each other.

Sure enough, everyone is the same.

…

The one who came to pick up Shuji Tsushima today was, of course, Mu Midorikawa, who replaced Toru Amuro.

He keenly discovered that Kaa, who was usually as willful as a child, was particularly out of place today.

Quiet, too quiet.

Why is it so quiet?

"Kaa, you..." He hesitated.

Could it be that you were bullied at school?

It shouldn't be, given Kaa's character...

Can anyone really bully him?

Or...in order to hide his identity, he has to tolerate the other party?

Scotland thought about how he would encounter difficulties when doing tasks while concealing his identity, and he suddenly felt deeply.

"What is Scotland thinking...How could I be bullied..." The young man suddenly spoke weakly.

"I just..." He said in a low tone.

"So popular..."

"What should we do, Scotland?" He let out a long sigh and slumped in the back seat.

Scotland, who thought the other party was being bullied:...Oh.

"Isn't it a good thing to be popular?" At least it's better than being bullied.

Scotland breathed a sigh of relief and drove silently.

"But...it's very annoying..." The boy was lying on the back seat, one hand hanging down naturally, and the other hand raised trying to touch the roof of the car.

"Why are there so many activities here at school...are they all so idle?" He complained helplessly.

"Why should I come to school?"

Does the winery also have requirements for the academic qualifications of its members?

Hong Kong gangsters do not require academic qualifications for cadres...

"At your age, you really should be in school." Scots said earnestly to the child who was tired of studying.

It would be better to say that it is abnormal for you to become a member of the dark world at your age and become a code member in an organization full of crises.

Kaa.

"Yes, yes -" the young man responded sadly.

"I see--"

"Scottish mother is so nagging..." He turned over impatiently and covered his ears.

"Don't listen, don't listen."

Scotland:……

Zero, raising children is really not easy.