COS Osamu Dazai's me transmigrated into the Conan crew

"Hello, I am Toru Amuro, I have been arranged by the organization to take care of you." The blond and dark-skinned guy said.

Then I secretly observed Tsushima Shuji's reaction when he heard about the organization.

Yes, this sentence also contains temptation! This is the essence of undercover/bushi.

However, the young man lying on the sofa still had the same demeanor. He had a lazy and unmotivated attitude when he walked in, and he also had the same attitude when he heard the word organization.

"Then you can start working." He even started to instruct Amuro Tohru to work very naturally.

Bourbon:????

"I remember, you said I was... a chef?" he asked through gritted teeth.

"That's right." Tsushima Shuji replied simply and neatly.

The kite-colored eyes were full of matter-of-factness and confusion.

"Does being a chef affect your cleaning?" He said with a clear look in his eyes.

Bourbon: He may be an important member of the organization, I tolerate it.

After taking a look at the surrounding environment, except for the sofa where the other person was lying on, which was still intact, the other furniture was in tatters and parts were broken all over the floor.

Bourbon:...Is this some kind of beast that destroys homes?

He thought of the orange-haired boy with fierce eyes.

He turned his head and stared deeply at the black-haired boy.

He sincerely suspected that the other party was beaten up by the orange-haired boy.

"What are you looking at me for? Clean up quickly?" Tsushima Shuji frowned and said dissatisfied.

Oh, looking at him unscathed, he probably didn't get beaten.

call.

I will endure!

"Okay." He replied with a forced smile, rolled up his sleeves and started cleaning without complaint.

And Shuji Tsushima, who was lying comfortably on the sofa...

He took out his mobile phone and started playing games.

Accompanied by the customs clearance voice and the prompt sound of gold coins falling.

"Duang——" The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Tsushima Shuji quickly raised his head and looked over.

"Sorry, my hand slipped." The young man who dropped the basin on the ground said this with a smile on his face.

No, I did it on purpose.

If I could, I would even throw a basin on your head.

Bourbon thought so in his heart.

Bourbon works hard to pick up trash.

Kaa is addicted to playing games.

Bourbon worked diligently to sweep and mop the floor.

Kaa turned over and continued playing the game.

Bourbon takes garbage sorting seriously.

Kaa continues... Oh, he has passed the game.

"Ah, it's so boring, Tou-chan~ Let's go cook, let's cook~"

I just finished cleaning the house and haven't had time to sit down and take a breath.

Where's my gun? Don't stop me, I'm going to kill this brat now.

He exuded such an aura all over his body.

Shuji Tsushima: ...Wow, this person has a lot of inner fluctuations.

It is truly a qualified wine.

The image of the cold-blooded organization members who are ruthless and want to pull out guns to kill is vividly displayed.

It's almost like Gin No. 2.

It's a pity that this person is not an actor.

It is simply their loss for the entertainment industry to lose such a peerless talent like you!

"I understand." Bourbon took a deep breath and said calmly.

I am a good person, I am a good person, I am a good person.

Very good, the hypnosis was successful.

I feel like I can continue to communicate with the kid calmly.

With a smile, he opened the refrigerator.

"Tsushima-kun." He called calmly.

"Huh?" The young man looked up.

"Where's the food?" he asked calmly.

Not to mention the vegetables in the refrigerator, there is only canned crab meat except canned crab meat!

"There is no such thing." The young man said confidently.

"Bang." Bourbon closed the refrigerator door.

Very good, he is calm now.

Very peaceful.

How strange!

He even suspected that this guy from Tsushima Shuji was deliberately playing tricks on him.

"Please Tsushima-kun, please accompany me to go shopping for groceries. After all, I don't know what Tsushima-kun likes." The handsome guy with blond hair and dark skin said with a smile.

"You..." Tsushima Shuji stared at his face.

What happened? What did he find?

Amuro Toru felt nervous.

"It's not as beautiful as Gin." In his anxiety, he heard the young man say this.

Bourbon: Harder, harder fist.

"Then, I'm really, sorry, ah." He said every word in a stiff tone.

"It's okay. Most people are not as good-looking as him. You are pretty good-looking." The young man said in a comforting tone.

I thank you.

Bourbon: I understand, you just want to kill Gin and me.

"As for buying groceries, I refuse." He crossed his arms in front of his chest and made a cross sign.

"I don't accept no for an answer." Bourbon said with a smile, grabbing the boy by his collar and dragging him up.

"If you stay at home and don't go out, it will break down." He said in a gloomy tone, with a caring and cheerful smile on his face.

Alas……

This man is really broken.

Shuji Tsushima gave up resistance.

He was half-dragged and half-dragged by his collar the whole time.

Turn a blind eye to the strange looks from passers-by.

Shuji Tsushima’s eyes are dead.

Suddenly, a flash of red flashed in the corner of his eye.

"Tou-chan! Wait a minute!" He grabbed the hem of Tou Amuro's clothes.

"Look, what is that?" He said in a mysterious tone, pointing to the bacteria growing under a tree not far away.

"It's a mushroom." Toru Amuro said after taking a look.

"Let me pick one, please, please," the young man said pitifully.

If it were gin, even if he didn't know the fungus, he would have stopped Tsushima Shuji's behavior.

However, Toru Amuro had no idea.

He watched helplessly as Tsushima Shuji happily ran to pick two plants, and then ran back happily.

In the palm of his hand, he held two tender white mushrooms with red caps.

It looks pretty good.

"It's a type I've never seen before. I don't know if I can..." Eat it.

Before Tohru Amuro finished speaking, he heard an "Ah woo."

The bandaged, thin, willful boy swallowed them in one gulp.

Toru Amuro:????My pupils are dilated.

Are you hungry??? Really???

He looked at the boy carefully. He was fine. He looked like there was nothing wrong with him. It was normal.

He breathed a sigh of relief. After all, if something happened to him, he might not suffer the consequences either.

Sighing, he took the young man and left.

I'm afraid that the other party will see something weird again later.

"Hey hey hey..."

what sound?

"Hey hey hey..."

He felt the person he was holding begin to struggle, accompanied by an erratic smile, as if he was living in a dream.

"Hey hey hey."

Under Toru Amuro's gaze, the boy broke free from his restraints with incredible movement.

Later, on the street.

Dancing with forgetfulness.

Toru Amuro:!!!!

Seeing that someone in the crowd had already taken out his mobile phone and was preparing to take pictures, he rushed forward and grabbed the young man, covered his head and turned around to run away.

It wasn't until he ran to a place where no one was around that he breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the other person.

With a "pop" sound, the young man lay on the ground, looking at the empty sky and laughing.

Like...a fool...

Toru Amuro: I'm going to suffer.

Please ask for help. On the first day after receiving the mission, the mission goal is low. What should I do?

He sighed melancholy and sent a message to Gin.

[The target... doesn't seem to be very good - bourbon]

Gin, who was usually too lazy to reply to his messages, responded extra quickly this time.

[?——gin]

Toru Amuro thought for a while, took a photo and sent it.

[Picture of a black-haired boy lying on the ground, eyes blurred and smirking - bourbon]

[Bring him to me.——gin] Attach the address at the end.

[Received - bourbon]

Toru Amuro sighed, carried the young man on his back without any complaints, and took a taxi.

I hope it won't be too bad when I see Gin later.

…

“Bang——” As soon as he entered the bar, Toru Amuro was warmly welcomed by Gin.

The bullet grazed his neck mercilessly, leaving a scar that resembled a burn.

"You are really merciless, Gin." He touched his neck and felt blood on his hand, and his tone was cold.

"Is this brat important to you?" he asked sarcastically.

Just throw the person you are dragging to the other person.

Gin caught the person with one hand, frowned at the other person's silly smile, then turned his hand and handed the person over to Vodka.

"Take him to the doctor downstairs and tell the doctor that if something happens to this kid, let him apologize on his own." Gin said with a cold tone.

Then he looked at the blond man who was shot by him.

"Didn't I ask you to watch him carefully? If something happens to him, do you think you can survive?" Gin sneered.

That little devil.

Is it that important?

Is it so important that if something happens to him, a codename member like himself will have to die to apologize?

Toru Amuro covered the wound on her neck and thought as she skillfully found the medical kit and sterilized and bandaged herself.

"Brother." Vodka ran back.

"He's fine. The doctor said he just ate hallucinogenic mushrooms and he'll be fine in a while."

Toru Amuro found that after Vodka finished saying these words, Gin's original condensed murderous intention, which was like a substance, loosened, and his whole person changed from a tense posture to a relaxed posture.

Then, he looked over.

"No next time, Bourbon, don't let him eat weird things again."

"Keep an eye on him, don't let him die." Gin said.

If at the beginning, he thought Tsushima Shuji was very important to Gin, then when the other party said the last words, he completely overturned the previous conjecture.

Than important existence.

Rather, for the organization, there is a reason why this young man named Shuji Tsushima cannot be allowed to die.

Gin is indeed a busy man.

While Toru Amuro was still treating his wounds, Gin hurried away with Vodka, who was his younger brother and driver.

Not long after they left, the boy named Tsushima Shuji also returned to normal.

"Ah... I thought I would finally die this time." He lay on the bed, tilted his head and looked at the flowers on the cabinet next to him, his eyes were empty and dark, and his tone was tired.

It was as if he was immersed in his own world, not even noticing that a living person like Toru Amuro was sitting nearby.

Shujima Tsujima healed him...

Do you want to die on purpose?

As Toru Amuro thought this, he thought of Cahors, who was also suspected of having suicidal tendencies during the mission.

Cahor and Tsushima Shuji, what is the relationship between the two?

Why did Shuji Tsushima want to commit suicide?

Why did the organization prevent him from committing suicide?

They even didn't hesitate to send members with code names like him to monitor them closely.

Judging from Gin's skilled posture, I am afraid that he is also one of the members who has been responsible for spying on the other party.

What is the relationship between Shuji Tsushima and the organization?