COS Osamu Dazai's me transmigrated into the Conan crew

Shuji Tsushima once again saw the surviving experimental subject.

Compared to the thin and frail adult body he had when he was an experimental subject, he actually looks a little rounder when he becomes a primary school student.

Uneven hair color due to experimental reasons.

He has alternating brown and white hair.

And a pair of gray-blue eyes.

Like the color of the sky when it rains continuously.

"I don't like the look in your eyes." The boy in black clothes and black hair said.

"No one will pity you." He was belittling without mercy.

"Even if you were an experimental subject before, you are too weak."

"You can't live like this at all. Do you still want to be my subordinate like this?" The young man's expression was serious, with a critical and stern tone.

"...I'm very sorry, I will train hard!! Please...please don't abandon me again!" The experimental subject with the size of a primary school student rushed to the young man's feet and tried to hug his calf, but was kicked hard by the young man.

Got out.

He covered his kicked abdomen, got up and shouted.

"If you suddenly pounce on me like this, you will be regarded as an attack. I will spare your life." The young man said in a low tone and with a scornful attitude.

"Yes! Thank you for sparing my life." The experimental subject, holding his abdomen with one hand, endured the pain and said loudly.

Ah, it's really boring, this kind of guy is talking about what he is talking about.

Is it a dog?

"Havana, your name is." He said casually, as if he randomly named a dog and didn't care whether he liked it or not.

"Yes! Thank you very much! Lord Kaa!" Havana's gray-blue eyes widened with excitement, and he said loudly with his hands clenched into fists.

…

"Is there any way to make my body stronger?" Havana took the initiative to ask the researcher when he was undergoing the experiment again.

The experiments he is doing now are different from when he was a test subject. The experiments now are to check his physical condition and whether there are any incurable sequelae caused by the previous experiments.

Instead of testing various drugs on him.

His current body is really too weak. A weak and ordinary guy is the easiest to be abandoned.

"Has Lord Cahor agreed to your request?" the researcher asked.

"Yes, Lord Kaa asked me to work hard to become stronger." Havana lied.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the researchers to agree to perform physical enhancement experiments on him. If something happened, they would not be able to explain it to the legendary and unpredictable Lord Cahors.

"Want to try the organization's latest genetic enhancement drug?" the researcher asked.

"Sorry to trouble you," Havana said.

No matter what, it will definitely, definitely become a more useful and irreplaceable existence!

…

"Really, there are still so many idiots in the organization." Sitting in Gin's car, Tsushima Shuji complained.

"This guy Tequila actually provokes me."

"Sooner or later, he will die due to his own stupidity." Shuji Tsushima said firmly.

Gin raised his eyes and glanced at the young man in the back seat.

"You want to kill him?" Otherwise, how would you know he would die?

"Please, a fool like him won't survive long no matter what..."

"If I wanted to kill him, the gun that was stuffed into his mouth at that time would not have been a gun without bullets." Tsushima Shuji said with a dark expression.

Gin rubbed his fingers, wanting to touch a cigarette, but stopped abruptly.

He believed at least 60% of what Kaa said.

It looks like agave is really going to die.

Tsk.

"He is also a codename member of the organization." Gin reminded.

I don't expect Kaa to be kind enough to save the other party.

"The organization doesn't need such a stupid member. If he lives, he will only expose us." The young man's expression was gloomy, and his tone revealed his impatience.

"That's right."

"Then let him die." Gin said with a ferocious smile.

"How long are you going to keep that bitch of yours?" He was really afraid that he would collapse if he couldn't help himself.

"Keep it, after all... he will come in handy later." The young man said casually, as if he thought of something, he suddenly smiled.

"Don't get bitten by your own puppy, Kaa." Gin reminded him with a gloomy look.

He was talking about something that happened when he was a child.

One day, Shuji Tsushima returned home with a stray dog ​​in his arms, and insisted on raising it despite Gin's murderous gaze.

When he was a child, he didn't speak either. He was taciturn and expressionless and looked at each other at the door with Gin who had a murderous look on his face.

He refused to let go of the dog in his arms.

Gin locked him and the dog out of the door, but he didn't expect that the young Tsushima Shuji already had lock-picking skills.

He just entered the house by force.

Gin made a mess in the bathroom behind his back just to bathe the dog, using Gin's shampoo. By the way, Gin, who smelled of dog hair all over the room, never used that bathroom again.

I even went out of my way to buy the most expensive dog food to feed my dog.

As a result, while the dog was eating, Shuji Tsushima stretched out his hand to touch the dog's head.

The next second, he was bitten and dripping with blood.

He didn't speak or retract his hand, and just let the dog bite his hand until it was bloody and bloody.

Until the dog whined and let go of his mouth.

He stretched out the other one that had not been bitten and touched it, but was not attacked this time.

When Gin saw his bleeding hand, he was about to shoot the dog, but he just stood in front of the dog silently.

The dog kept licking his bloody hand, panting as if to please him.

"That's disgusting," the boy said.

"The sticky saliva is all on my hands, it's so disgusting."

He turned around and gave the dog to the family next door.

Seeing the dog wagging its tail in front of the family, the boy touched the thick layers of bandages wrapped on his hand.

"Idiot," the boy said.

"Dogs are indeed brainless creatures, right, Gin." he asked.

"Ah." Gin responded with an unclear meaning.

Time returns to the present.

Shuji Tsushima blinked.

"So, I hate dogs the most." He muttered.

"Especially a mad dog." He sighed.

"It was truly a dark nightmare."

…

"Prepare to inject medicine..."

"Injected..."

"Enter observation state..."

"The experimental subject developed a shock reaction..."

"The physical strength continues to increase..."

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts—

"Experimental subject lost too much blood...emergency rescue..."

"Pause the injection..." the researcher holding the medicine ordered.

"No, continue, I can still bear it."

"But Master Kaa..." the researcher couldn't help but said.

"It doesn't matter. Lord Kaa said that he won't care about my life or death."

"are you sure?"

"Sure."

"Continue the drug injection." The researchers took action again.

[I pray to God for salvation.]

[The gods passing by gave me an indifferent look, and I became a loyal believer from then on.]