COS Osamu Dazai's me transmigrated into the Conan crew

Monday, the weather is sunny.

Tsushima Shuji returned to Teikou Middle School and lived quietly as an ordinary junior high school student.

As usual, ignore other people around you, including teachers.

But it shouldn’t be too obvious, so that they can see naked neglect.

After all, junior high school student Shuji Tsushima is a good student who looks cold but is actually soft and kind at heart.

Shuji Tsushima: Ugh, is this really me? What should I do if I feel more disgusting than a slug?

Suddenly I regretted the persona I added to myself.

Damn it, a qualified cosplayer can’t say no!!!

"Tsushima-kun? Can you add your contact information?" Someone stood in front of him and said.

When he looked up, it was a man.

"...Well, no problem." The black-haired boy had melancholy eyes and a cold temperament.

"Then I want it too!"

"And me."

Shuji Tsushima: Can you please stay away from me? Let the child go.

The black-haired boy took out his phone and clicked on his line interface.

Ignore 99+ unread messages and Aite.

Approved one friend application after another.

"Hey... you are indeed very popular, Tsushima-kun." Seeing the row of red notifications, someone couldn't help but sigh.

"...It's just that a video I posted before became a bit popular," he said.

"That's it! The video of Miss Seto committing suicide." Someone raised their hands and mentioned excitedly.

"Yeah." The young man responded coldly.

"Some people ask why Tsushima-kun didn't stop Miss Seto from committing suicide. Really, why should Tsushima-kun be responsible for other people's actions?" Some girls complained dissatisfiedly.

"I saw Tsushima-kun's reply to them, saying that preventing someone from committing suicide is a heinous crime..."

"Does Tsushima-kun really think so?" They looked curiously at the boy sitting in the last row by the window.

He raised his fragile glass eyes with a melancholy expression.

"No one is qualified to make decisions for others."

"So she decided to leave, and I won't stop her." He looked at the falling cherry blossoms flying outside the window.

As if lamenting something.

Shuji Tsushima: As expected of me! This line must have the feeling of a melancholy prince?

"Have Tsushima-kun watched the video of his archery competition?" Someone took out his mobile phone and put it in front of him who looked confused.

The boy on the screen is himself.

The photographer also deliberately zoomed in on his lens.

From the video, you can hear the cheers resounding throughout the audience, and you can see the young man snapping his fingers arrogantly, and the audience being quiet.

And his arrogant declaration.

"Declare that the winner will only be me."

Hearing this, the girl holding the mobile phone couldn't help covering her mouth and screaming softly.

"What a genius! Tsushima-kun! So handsome!"

Shuji Tsushima's eyes were dead: Let me go and let me commit suicide successfully.

Teikou Middle School now has a junior high school detective who is well-known to everyone. He is the one who solves the cases by reasoning in the newspapers. He is confident and arrogant, just like those geniuses with eccentricities.

However, he is also well known to everyone on campus as being weak. He often takes leave and is hospitalized. The bandages on his body are never removed. He is polite but distant to everyone. He always stays alone on the rooftop and is ignored by others on campus.

When I bump into him, he always looks melancholy.

That kite-colored right eye seemed to be shattered like glass in the next moment.

[Do people with incredible talents lead to self-destruction?]

Looking at the melancholy boy, people unconsciously had the same thoughts in their hearts.

Shuji Tsushima: Thank you, it is already on the way to extinction but not completely.

He also experienced the scene of opening the shoe cabinet and pink love letters pouring out.

It fell at his feet and piled up to the height of his knees.

Shuji Tsushima:?

What should a cold, melancholic and gentle campus prince do? First, let’s eliminate the first option [throw away all love letters without mercy].

It will destroy the character.

The second option is [find the respective owners of the love letters and gently reject them one by one].

The second one also passed. There were hundreds of love letters sent just this day. It would take a lot of time to line up and reject each one one by one, right?

Shuji Tsushima: I refuse to waste time on meaningless people.

The third... Oops, there is no third option.

The young man lowered his head and stared at the love letter at his feet with a melancholy expression. He had no words but was filled with a sense of bewilderment.

"If you don't mind, can we handle these letters for you?" A member of the support club who was observing secretly came forward.

"...Well...it's troublesome." The young man whispered.

"...Please thank them for their love for me." He thought for a moment and added.

"Yes! I understand!" Ahhhhh Tsushima-sama is so gentle!!!

While she was intoxicated and screaming in her heart, the boy silently changed his shoes and left.

Shuji Tsushima: Goodbye, no, goodbye forever, hehe~

"Tsushima-kun, can you come with me?" When he reached the school gate, he was stopped again.

Shuji Tsushima: You guys are so annoying. It’s so difficult to go to school. I want to drop out of school.

But in order to keep his character intact, he still acquiesced to the young man following him and got into the black car at the door.

By the way, Bourbon is still responsible for picking him up today.

"Is this your friend? Tsushima-kun." Toru Amuro asked, looking in the rearview mirror.

"No, he probably wants to ask a detective to help investigate the matter." The young man said in a cold tone.

"That's it..." Toru Amuro looked at the young man looking out the window with a cold expression, and then looked at the young man next to him who looked embarrassed.

"Just find a suitable place to talk." He said.

After discovering that the black-haired boy had a rare cold and melancholy look, and that he was not as willful and unruly as usual, Toru Amuro fell into thinking.

…

The Medieval Art Museum has received batch after batch of special guests.

We are not here to see the exhibits, but to deliver the exhibits.

Some were sent by the butler of the Akashi family, some were sent by the butler of the Atobe family, and some were sent by the Ho family and the Suou family.

It’s understandable that Tsushima Kaisha would send exhibits, so why would other families send exhibits?

"Is this Mr. Tsushima's connections?" Director Ochiai sighed.

"It's really amazing..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw several men dressed in pitch black walking in.

"You're actually here to deliver exhibits?" Curator Ochiai was shocked.

Are they still good works of art?

…

[Big brother sent someone to send something to your art museum.——vodka]

Gin glanced at Vodka who was sending a message to Kao, but said nothing.

So I felt more confident when I sent the vodka message.

[Brother, he really cares about you.——vodka]

"Too much nonsense, vodka."

"If you say that, that brat Kaa will only push himself further." He sneered as if he had thought of something.

…

"Please! Tsushima-kun! Please help me find her!"