COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"Are you really going to remove everything? I can keep the room for you." Tsushima Shuji lay on the sofa, watching Toru Amuro and Midorikawa unpacking their luggage.

"No, we won't be back." The blond man smiled confidently.

"The organization should send other people to take care of you, we should make room for them." Midorikawa Muman is a good person who thinks about others.

"Hey~ Then take Harrow with you too." Tsushima Shuji pointed to the Shiba Inu who frantically wagged his tail.

Banban is different. It is a cat lying lazily on the windowsill basking in the sun.

"It's not convenient for us to keep pets when we are doing the task. Please let the members who take over from us to keep them next." Midorikawa said after looking at Harrow.

"Hey... Bourbon, you don't even want your own son? You are so cruel, wow, you are indeed a member of the organization." The boy said with an expression of admiration.

"Yes, my son, I'll leave it to you, Tsushima-kun." The blond man said with a smile.

The son's pronunciation is particularly heavy.

"嘁—" The boy made a dull voice.

"Ah! Speaking of which, I prepared a present for you!" He suddenly sat up full of energy.

Two boxes were pulled out from under the coffee table, ordinary black boxes that didn't feel like a gift at all.

"But now it seems that it can only be used as a parting gift..." He handed the box to the two of them, his eyes lonely.

"Will you be so kind?" The blond man's eyes were suspicious.

Think about the so-called gift from Kaa.

What is the gold medal of the Buddha's God of Cooking...

Sunglasses studded with diamonds...

Whitening Essence...

Ashes of diamonds...

Etc. weird stuff.

Isn't this so-called gift something inexplicable?

Bourbon and Scotland looked at each other and opened the box with mixed feelings.

Then saw...

Two identical collars.

Exactly the same as what Harrow and Madara wore on their necks.

It's exactly the same as the one Hill wore when he left, or in other words, these collars were copied from Hill's collars.

The black collar is embellished with uneven circular impressions, and the golden rectangular pendants are engraved with their respective names.

"Is this mocking us?" Bourbon raised his eyebrows.

Only pet cats and dogs wear collars, what does Kaa mean?

"Hey? I just want to give you a parent-child gift. It's absolutely the same as Harrow's—" The boy showed an innocent expression.

"Haha." Bourbon sneered twice.

It's weird because it's the same as Harrow's—! !

Why wear the same collar as the dog?

You are humiliating senior members of two international criminal organizations.

"Actually, it has a special function, so try wearing it~" Tsushima Shuji blinked with anticipation.

"You better not lie to me." Bourbon sneered and put on the collar.

"Those circular marks are actually buttons, try it out~" Tsushima Shuji encouraged.

So Bourbon tentatively groped for the collar on his neck, pressed one at will, and found that he could really press it.

"What is this..." function.

Bourbon was about to speak, but found his voice changed.

Scotland also cast a surprised look.

The voice that just spoke...

is a woman's.

"Oh~ Voice Changer." Bourbon showed a clear expression and began to try the corresponding sounds of other buttons.

little boy, little boy, old man...

There are all kinds of sounds.

He can't see the rejection at the beginning at all now, and he even plays very well.

"Is it fun?" The boy asked with a smile.

"Cough..." Bourbon stopped playing with the collar, took it off, and put it back in the box.

"It's normal." He pretended not to care.

"I won't wear it," he vowed.

But he still stuffed it in his luggage.

Well, wouldn't wear a collar in front of Kaa, not counting the previous attempts.

"Speaking of which, remember to go to Chablis's laboratory and ask him for two bionic masks." Shuji Tsushima seemed to suddenly remember something.

"Bionic mask?" Bourbon and Scottish tone were puzzled.

"That's it..." Tsushima Shuji took out a round object from his body, opened it, and took out a small folded object.

"Fairy Wood"

It unfolded slowly, and finally became the skin of a human face.

"Put this on your face..." Tsushima Shuji put the human-skin mask on his face through a bandage.

"And then there are random buttons here..." He touched the corner of his jaw and pressed it lightly.

"A face will be randomly generated~" He smiled brightly against the randomly generated face.

"Are you really randomly generated..." Bourbon twitched the corners of his mouth.

This is what you used last time! Gin face! !

"Ah, because I saved Gin's face." Tsushima Shuji disagreed.

"You can only rely on randomness, but if you find a look you like, you can save it and continue to use it." He explained with a smile.

"Nice prop," Scotland praised.

It's too friendly to members who won't change easily.

Isn't Belmod called the Witch with a Thousand Faces because of her superb disguise?

With this mask, everyone in the organization is a witch with a thousand faces.

"Yeah~ Remember to ask Chablis for it~ This one hasn't been officially launched yet... It's limited edition~" said Shuji Tsushima.

"Thank you." Scotland smiled gently.

"I'll wait for you to come back to the God of Cooking Tournament~" Tsushima Shuji didn't care about his thanks~www.wuxiamtl.com~ just smiled brightly.

"Oh, give up." The blond man smiled with determination.

It's impossible to come back, it's impossible to come back in this life.

It is also even less likely to participate in some inexplicable God of Cooking competition.

Kaa, you are dreaming.

With such determination, Bourbon and Scotland left with their suitcases.

"Bang-" the door closed.

Shuji Tsushima looked at the closed door and the empty room for the two of them, and sighed.

You said you don't need to stay.

Then there's no way.

"Speaking of which time... When will Vique and Brandy arrive?" Tsushima Shuji lay on the sofa thinking.

Whiskers are Shenna Cranes, and Brandy...or Brandy's name is—

Sebastian.

The so-called tool man who was given to Shuji Tsushima to replace the demon deacon.

He was also the only one who survived under the name of Sebas among so many tool people.

The other tool people bearing the names of Sebastian and Claude all died.

Eaten by poisonous snakes, killed by crocodiles, swallowed by anacondas, eaten by lions, cheetahs, black bears, or killed by stray bullets falling from the sky on the battlefield...

One dies faster than the other.

Tsushima Shuji had forgotten how many tools he had changed.

Humans are still not as useful as demons.

At least the devil won't die no matter how he uses it.

Speaking of which, could it be that I am also a devil?

I won't die after all.

Tsushima Shuji thought mockingly.

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I really want to introduce my new pit to everyone, but I am afraid that I will be scolded for writing too rubbish.