COS Osamu Dazai's me transmigrated into the Conan crew

"I found it, it's this hotel..."

Tsujima Shuji looked at the hotel road with the large characters "Takeshan Hotel" written on the wooden sign.

He ran to the hotel door in a few steps and pushed open the door. Amuro Toru followed behind him, carrying a suitcase.

"Hello, I have booked a room in your hotel before..." Shuji Tsushima took a set of keys at the front desk.

Toru Amuro: Why did you only order one? Hey, the organization won’t give you money! You still have Gin’s wallet!

"Because tomorrow is the festival, there are not enough rooms, and the hotels here basically have double rooms." The boy jumped up to the stairs and explained with his back to him.

"I will never snore or grind my teeth while sleeping~ Don't worry, don't worry." The wooden floor made a thumping sound when stepped on.

"Hurry up and catch up. After you put your things away, you can go check out the decorations for tomorrow's festival in advance."

"Yes Yes."

…

"Hey...the festival hasn't even started yet, but there are so many people? Really..." the young man said listlessly as he looked at the road with people coming and going.

"Go back, Bourbon." He said in a depressed mood.

"Aren't you going to continue?" Amuro asked transparently.

"I don't want to, wow, there's nothing fun at all but I have to be crowded with so many people, I refuse!" the young man said righteously.

"Go back, go back, go back, go back, go back, go back..." He muttered in a low voice.

"There is really no way..." It was the other party who was obviously eager to come out, but now it is the other party who is clamoring to go back.

Bourbon: What a wayward brat.

"So boring, so boring, so boring." The boy who returned to the hotel room began to be so bored that he rolled on the bed again.

"Bourbon, are you playing games?" He suddenly sat up from the bed with a very serious expression.

"Don't play?" Toru Amuro replied tentatively.

"No, you play." The young man shook his head and said in a straight tone.

Bourbon:??Then what else can I say?

"Please, please, please, Bourbon is a good person. He definitely can't bear to see me bored to death."

Shuji Tsushima threw a hat at you.

You took the high hat.

You downloaded the game.

"Bourbon, please milk me!! Milk me!! Damn it! Come on! These useless teammates!"

"Ah... I lost." Tsushima Shuji's eyes were dead, and he fell on the bed as if he had no nostalgia for this world.

Toru Amuro hesitated.

"One more game?" he asked tentatively.

"Okay!" The young man sat up and cheered.

Toru Amuro: I'm so stupid, really.

So, the two of them played games in the hotel all night.

The two of them stared at the phone screen with dark circles under their eyes, tapping their fingers lightly and poking violently.

It wasn't until the hotel staff brought them breakfast food that they realized they had been playing games all night.

"I can't do it anymore...Bourbon..." The young man opened his eyes in a daze.

"Ah." Bourbon also opened his mouth to respond in a frustrated and meaningless manner.

Is playing games so tiring? I think he was also a good employee who stayed up all night to complete tasks!!

Why do I feel exhausted after just playing games all night, and my fingers are shaking unnaturally?

"I'm going to...sleep..." the boy said and fell on the bed.

Staying up all night pursuing sudden death or something...

Next time, let’s talk next time.

"Ah." Bourbon responded meaninglessly and fell on his bed.

Absolutely, don’t play games with Kaa again!

…

After sleeping like this, I slept until dinner time.

The festival is about to begin.

The boy, who looked exhausted in the morning, woke up feeling energetic again.

He quickly changed into the white crane-patterned kimono.

"Tou-kun, you are so slow. I don't want to wait for you, Luo Luo Luo." He said and ran out of the room.

Toru Amuro, who was thrown into the room:......

I don’t know why, but I’ve started to get used to it.

He silently put on a brown kimono and walked out the door.

The festival has already begun, and there are shops with lanterns hanging around.

Men and women coming and going wearing various kimonos.

Children chasing and laughing with balloons or candy apples in their hands.

The atmosphere is harmonious and the scene is beautiful.

It feels a bit like gods and demons are moving around the world.

But! He found another road from this road, and still didn't see Tsushima Shuji.

Bourbon: ...tired.

"...The so-called No. 1 Night Festival in the World...is..."

He heard a familiar voice and turned around to see three familiar figures.

The father and daughter Moori Kogoro whom I met last time at the art museum, and the boy with strange eyes.

"Ah, isn't that Mr. Amuro who is following Tsushima-kun? Could it be that Tsushima-kun is here too?" Mao Lilan, who was looking at the surrounding shops, also saw Toru Amuro on the side.

"Ms. Mori, have you seen Tsushima-kun?" Toru Amuro walked up and asked.

"No... Tsushima-kun is here too?" Mao Lilan asked doubtfully.

Toru Amuro smiled helplessly and spread his hands: "Actually, the two of us arrived yesterday, but just when I was changing clothes, he left first. When I came out after changing clothes, he could no longer be found.

.”

"Is Tsushima-kun missing?" Mao Lilan asked worriedly.

Kudo Shinichi: Haha, that kid is not a kid who gets lost, so there is nothing to worry about.

"That guy will probably go back to the hotel by himself when he gets tired, don't worry." Mouri Kogoro said with a look of disillusionment.

At this time, a man came over.

"Hello, can you take a picture for me?" A man in a white suit walked towards Mao Lilan and handed her a camera.

"Okay, okay..." Xiaolan took the camera.

"Actually, these photos are intended to be used as information..." the man said.

"My name is Shijing Xuanyi, and I am a writer." He introduced himself.

"Hey?!" Mao Lilan looked at the other person's dark complexion in shock.

"I thought you were a reporter," she said.

"Well, when it comes to Imai's total number, you should know it." The man in the white suit explained helplessly.

"If it's Imai who counts, then I know, I've read his novels." Xiaolan said in a surprised tone.

"But if Imai counts, I remember that the author is Imaki Satoshi..." Mouri Kogoro thought while stroking his chin.

"Imatake and I are friends, and the two of us used all of Imai's pen names together at the time," Shii Nobuichi explained.

"Hello, Officer Saitama, there is an incident that requires your cooperation in the investigation." A man in a brown suit stepped forward and held Shii Nobuichi's shoulders, and took out the police officer from the inner pocket of his suit.

certificate.

"My surname is Henggou. Your roommate Jin Zhuzhi was killed in the room. Please come with me." Officer Henggou said.

"What?! Imatake... was killed...?" Said Nobuyuki said in disbelief.

Bourbon on the side: ...Why does it feel like ever since I met Kaa, he always stumbles upon murders wherever he goes...

"Which hotel is this?" Toru Amuro asked.

"Ah, the hotel where Mr. Saii and the deceased Mr. Imtake stayed was the Okuki Hotel." Officer Henggou thought for a moment and said.

Toru Amuro:......

"Then let's go back together. Should I say it's a coincidence? I'm also staying in that hotel." He joked to himself in a melancholy tone.