COS Osamu Dazai's me transmigrated into the Conan crew

"The best night festival in the world is about to begin..."

Today's weather is sunny and light windy.

Shuji Tsushima stayed in the apartment and didn't go anywhere.

Even suicide could not be carried out because Toru Amuro was watching him.

Shuji Tsushima: Damn it, sooner or later we will drive Bourbon out!

"Kaa, the food is ready, do you want to try it?" The young man holding a spatula poked his head out of the kitchen and asked.

"Come on, come on." The boy quickly ran from the sofa to the kitchen.

"It's kelp soup and chicken hotpot!" he cheered as he looked at the dishes on the table.

"Well, after all, you said you wanted to eat it, so I tried to make it. Please forgive me if it tastes bad." As he said this, Toru Amuro's face was full of confidence in his craftsmanship.

"Toru-kun! You are much more handsome than Gin!" Tsushima Shuji drank a bowl of kelp soup, wiped his mouth, turned to Amuro Toru and said.

Toru Amuro:...That's not what you said before.

Do your aesthetics change all the time?!

Shuji Tsushima: It changes with my mood at any time~ Hehe!

"Ah, that's right, I just saw on TV the No. 1 Night Festival in the World. How is it? I haven't been there yet." The young man asked excitedly.

"Emmm... Is it similar to Kyoto's fire characters?" Toru Amuro thought for a while, touching his chin.

He saw Tsushima Shuji looking at him with a look of disappointment.

What, I thought that a guy like Bourbon who eats and drinks with public funds must have gone there to have fun, but it turns out he hasn’t.

"Hey." It's really boring.

Bourbon:???

"Did you just snort? Did you snort? I heard it all!"

Although he does eat and drink with public funds, and is reimbursed by the public security and the organization when he does something, but!

He still does his job seriously! Do you know how hard he works in order to be a member of Codename and a police undercover agent?!

You don't know, you just know that he works in various places when he is free.

"..." Tsushima Shuji looked away with erratic eyes.

"Go ahead, go ahead, you can still wear a kimono~ I haven't even worn a kimono to a festival!" he said, changing the subject.

"Hey? Tsushima-kun, have you never participated in a neon festival like this?" Toru Amuro asked tentatively.

"Because I wasn't in Neon at all when I was a kid. I just came back recently." Shuji Tsushima said nonchalantly while drinking seaweed soup.

"That's right..." Toru Amuro said meaningfully.

"So which country was Tsushima-kun in before?" He continued to ask tentatively.

"Bourbon, you are so annoying." The young man looked impatient.

"Can you please stop talking so much while eating? Now Gin looks better than you." He complained.

?

Toru Amuro looked at his expression and wondered whether the other party changed the subject, or whether he really felt that he shouldn't talk while eating.

Then I painfully discovered that Tsushima Shuji was serious!

Bourbon: I don’t believe it. He must be changing the subject. He is indeed a member of the organization.

He fell silent and began to keep silent.

…

"Let me see where my kimono is..." After finishing his meal, Tsushima Shuji dropped the bowl and chopsticks and rushed back to his room.

Bourbon, who had to cook and wash dishes, and was annoyed at the same time: "Gin, how did you hold back Kao?"

He sat stiffly in his position, listening to the sounds of rummaging and cheers coming from the other party's room.

Finally, I cleared away the dishes on the table.

Carrying them into the kitchen.

…

"Dang Dang Dang! Look at the bourbon!" The boy spread out three sets of kimonos on the sofa.

"Hurry up and help me choose which outfit to wear tomorrow." He said.

Toru Amuro: Didn’t you just ask me if I could go? Did I agree? Did I agree?!!!

You simply won’t listen to an answer other than agreement, will you???

Then why are you asking me!!!

"In summer... the one with the white crane pattern would be more suitable." Toru Amuro said stiffly.

"Hey... it's white..." When the boy heard his choice, he lowered his head and looked at the three sets of kimonos carefully.

In addition to the selected white, the other two sets are black and gray.

"Okay then! Just wear the white one! Save the other two outfits for the next festival~" He decided happily.

Toru Amuro: No, there is no next time, don’t even think about it!

"Then let's go today! If we go late, there won't be a hotel to stay in..." He threw the other two sets of kimonos back to the room, sat on the sofa and started tapping on his phone.

"Very good, I've reserved a room! Let's go bourbon!" He held up his phone and motioned to the other person to look at the words "booked" displayed on the screen of the phone.

Toru Amuro glanced at the other party's room, seeing the clothes scattered everywhere, and took a deep breath.

"Wait a moment, let me tidy up your room before setting off."

"Huh? I really can't do anything to you, so just wait until the bourbon is packed before going." Shuji Tsushima said with a helpless tone.

Bourbon:…

"I really... thank... you." He gritted his teeth.

Bourbon: We can’t go on like this! Resign!! We’ll protest with Gin later!

I can't work as a chef for another day/bitter.

"Hurry up the bourbon~"

"I see."

…

[Let someone else monitor Kaa, I will apply for other tasks.——bourbon]

Gin glanced at the message, sneered and deleted it manually.

Obviously even if he doesn't delete it, the phone will automatically clear the traces after a while.

After thinking about it for a while, he still sent a message back.

[You are the most suitable candidate.——gin]

Organizing other people doesn't have Bourbon's cooking skills.

No, maybe there are still some.

[I will replace you when a more suitable member is found.——gin]

"Big brother?" Vodka asked.

"Kaa is just messing with bourbon again." Gin said indifferently.

Kaa is such a troublesome brat. If he didn't bother people, he would still worry about whether there was something wrong with that guy.

As for the tossed bourbon?

That kid Kaa will not torture the other person to death. As long as the person is still alive, nothing else matters.

[Article 10 of the Organizational Rules: Code members are never allowed to kill each other]

[Bourbon will take me to the No. 1 Night Festival in the World tomorrow! Much better than you!—cahors]

He looked at the messages on his phone and turned over the phone with a sneer.

"Isn't this a great way to get along?"

"Brother, are you talking about Kaa and Bourbon?" Vodka asked honestly.

"Bourbon is now being treated as a toy by that kid Kaa, and he probably didn't even notice it himself." Gin answered the question inappropriately.

Bourbon: Thanks, I found it.

"Vodka, a member of the organization who is very close to Bourbon..."

"Scotland? I heard that the two of them often train together at the training ground."

"Find someone to observe it. If there is no problem, ask him to replace the bourbon."

"yes, Sir."

…

"Here, here." Shuji Tsushima sat in the passenger seat and waved frantically towards Toru Amuro outside the car.

Toru Amuro: This is my car, right? When did you take the keys away?

He touched the pocket where he kept his keys and found that he could no longer find them.

"Here it is." Tsushima Shuji handed the key to the other party.

Toru Amuro silently took the keys, put the two suitcases in his hands on the back seat, and got into the driver's seat.

"Let's go! I'm here for the first night in the world!"