[BOSS has made an appointment with a psychiatrist for you, remember to go see him. ——gin]
After casually glancing at the information on his phone, the boy closed the phone without hesitation.
"Tsujima Shuji and Dazai Osamu are obviously the same person!! Why do you think I have a split personality!" The boy muttered while lying on the sofa.
He now lives in a high-end apartment provided by his father. It is expensive, luxuriously decorated and spacious.
Standing at the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can overlook the surrounding buildings and people.
The refrigerator is also filled with canned crab meat. It has to be said that his father is still very qualified in this regard.
[Shuji Tsushima is a writer, Osamu Fumino Dazai is a former member of Mafia, and you, Osamu Dazai, are a member of the black organization! ]
[These are not two people anymore, you are clearly three people! ] The system babbles.
Shuji Tsushima fell silent.
He thought carefully about the reasons why he was regarded as a patient with schizophrenia.
I think back then, when he was still a college student in his prime, as an otaku who was born as a solo artist, he was obsessed with two-dimensional animation and figurines.
When I was in college, I joined the animation club without hesitation. With my handsome appearance and height of 186cm, I felt no pressure to cosplay the role of a two-dimensional male god.
In fact, he has also cosplayed Levi and Nakahara Chuuya from 186...
Um……
Of course, the characters that make him the ace of the club are the cursed dk Gojo Satoru and the leader of the if line, Zai.
Every time he appears at a comic exhibition, he will attract countless fans and fans who come to ask for photos.
That day, he was wearing the clothes of the leader Zai and was about to leave the changing room of the comic exhibition. As soon as he walked out of the changing room, he found that his eyesight had suddenly become lower and the surrounding area was not the familiar comic exhibition venue.
The clothes on her body also changed into kindergarten style, and she also wore a little yellow hat.
However, the clothes of his COS boss Zai came with him, and changed from the obvious texture of COS clothes to the high-end texture visible to the naked eye.
The environment he was in now was a burning villa.
There were fires on all sides, and thick black smoke was rising.
He hugged the leader's clothes that he had bought with money, walked a few steps on his short legs, and saw two dead bodies.
The look and look in his eyes as he looked up at the stars instantly shocked him, who had never seen a dead person at such a close range.
So much so that he forgot to react for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he was even ready to reach out and help the two temporary roommates close their eyes.
Just when his outstretched hand touched the body, a group of policemen rushed in, shouting that there were children here, and took him out without saying a word.
Of course, because he clung to the clothes of the leader Zai and refused to let go, the clothes also survived.
While he was being carried away by the police and running out, he was still thinking about it and almost helped the two bodies to look up at the stars and close their eyes, so he looked at the smoking villa with longing eyes.
As soon as he was carried into the police car by the police, a strange voice sounded in his head again.
[Hello host, your love for COS has been detected, and the COS system has been successfully bound to you]
[Next, please give full play to your COS talents]
So his mind was full of "What is this?" "I'm wearing it" and "I'm getting smaller."
To the police outside, the cute-looking black-haired boy was holding an adult's coat blankly, looking at a place with nothing in his eyes.
It was obvious that I was frightened after seeing my parents die with my own eyes!
"Kid, kid." After coming back to his senses, he turned around and saw a face approaching him, and moved back in discomfort.
"What's your name?" the policeman asked with a smile.
"I am..." Huh? What is my name...
Everything about his identity in his memory seemed to become blurred, and the pictures about his friends became like yellowed scrolls.
"Tsujima...Tsujima Shuji...my name..." Huh? Shuji Tsushima...who is it?
[It’s Osamu Dazai’s original name, host! ! ! ] System reminder.
So, Tsushima Shuji is Dazai Osamu’s original name, that is to say! Dazai Osamu is me too!
I see.
Tsushima Shuji realized.
[no! Host, you are just COS Osamu Dazai! ! Wake up! ! ] The system screamed.
The young boy shook his head, feeling that the hazy memories in his mind were clearing up a little, and his thinking became clearer.
as well as……
He looked at the policeman just now, and from his eyes and gestures, words that sounded like his heart sounded in his ears.
〖Is this child okay? 〗
〖Yes, I’m afraid I’m scared after witnessing such a scene. 〗
He tilted his head in confusion and looked at the policeman with iris-colored eyes.
"Is this big brother worried that I will be scared after seeing such a scene? It's okay, I'm not scared." He said with a pure and innocent smile.
The policeman's attitude immediately changed.
〖This child...what's going on? 〗
〖Are you too sensitive? 〗
〖How do you know what I think? 〗
"Isn't it easy to see through it at a glance? Big brother's thoughts." He blinked in confusion.
〖This child...can he see through people's hearts? 〗The policeman thought and smiled randomly, feeling that he was thinking too much.
〖He's just a somewhat sensitive child. 〗
"Wait here for a moment. Brother, please contact your relatives. They will take you home." The policeman touched the boy's head.
The person who was immersed in COS a second ago lost all expression when the policeman's back disappeared in front of him.
"Why did I get into trouble at the beginning when I arrived in Conan World!!" He was expressionless on the surface, but he was a grumpy brother on the inside.
[Maybe... because of Ke Xue? ] The system said cautiously.
This is really an irrefutable reason.
"Then where do my relatives come from now..." He transformed into a living person and suddenly appeared in this world. Where did his relatives come from? It is not certain whether there is a person like him in the population list.
[Don’t worry, I’ve made all arrangements for the host! ] The system said with full confidence.
The next second, a gentle-looking man pushed in the door accompanied by a policeman, claiming to be the brother of the deceased couple in the villa, and successfully picked up Shuji Tsushima.
Then he came to a villa and met two figures.
Black clothes, top hat, silver hair...
It's you! Winery model worker!
Strong man, square face...
It's you! Exclusive driver boy vodka!
Being able to meet these two directly, the man next to him must be unusual. Could it be that he has never appeared before?
Shuji Tsushima thought this, and the next second, he saw that man tearing off a layer of skin including his hair and face...
Revealing blond hair and an obvious feminine face...
Oh, Belmod, it turns out to be you.
"Is this kid the child of those two people?" the model worker asked.
"Of course, BOSS asked you to take him with you first to see if he has any talent." Bellmode said.
Everyone present knows that the talent here refers to the talent of joining the organization.
If there is, of course he will become a member of the organization. If not, he may have to reunite with his dead family.
"Tsk." Gin impatiently lit a cigarette.
But he didn't say anything. He was a loyal subordinate of the BOSS and would not refute the other party's orders.
Even if it's something as boring as asking him to take care of a child.
So Tsushima Shuji lived a miserable life (crossed out).
Gin is an unqualified guardian.
He would pull out a gun in front of children and blow off other people's heads with an expressionless expression, so that the other person's blood spattered Tsushima Shuji's face.
Even when he was upset, he would hold Tsushima Shuji's temple with a gun, not caring that the other person was still a child.
Even when Tsushima Shuji disobeyed, he fired directly. The bullet scratched Tsushima Shuji's face, leaving a bloody wound.
Of course, after that shot, Gin was sure that Tsushima Shuji had the talent to join the organization.
The boy who had a bandage on the left side of his face stared at him with hollow and dark eyes, his thick and unconcealed malice clearly displayed.
The next second, the boy was holding a gun that came from nowhere and pointed it at Gin.
The bullet passed through Gin's face without hesitation, leaving a wound in the same location.
"Boy, that's very good." The man wiped the blood dripping from his face and said with a tone of malice and appreciation.
After that, Gin began to take Tsushima Shuji on missions.
The young Tsushima Shuji did not hesitate to start, and even the status of children brought a lot of convenience to their tasks.
Only occasionally he would refute Gin when he called him Tsushima Shuji and say his name was Dazai Osamu.
After being led by Gin for two years, the person asked to see Shuji Tsushima.
So the five-year-old Tsushima Shuji went to the United States and became the child raised by the gentleman.
Before long, he even had his own codename - Cahor.
Black wine.
Known as the mass wine of the church, it was also the favorite wine of Tsar Bill the Great.
*Cahors Noir is a result of the soil, an alchemy between grapes and humans. In the world, only Malbec from the Lot Valley can impart such depth to the wine. Its vitality and rich tannins are the key to its eternal youth.
Thinking of this, Tsushima Shuji sighed and took back his cell phone, but still slowly replied to Gin's message.
[Got it—cahors]
Gin on the other side saw the person who had been unable to read the message finally reply to the text message, and put down the gun with a sneer.
Ignoring the body lying on the ground, he turned around and left.
"A pretty sensible kid."
