COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

The weather today is sunny and sunny.

It's suitable for going to the countryside... ah, it's suitable for private visits.

Especially after just getting two restaurants.

Shuji Tsushima wanted to call Rum, after all, Rum is also a rare cook who can organize.

Who would have thought that the second-in-command in this organization would have a pretty good sushi-making skill?

Speaking of which, Shuji Tsushima's cooking skills are in the same line as those of BOSS.

It is easy to be hospitalized after eating it, and it is easy to hurt yourself when doing it.

Like an explosion.

Shuji Tsushima recalled for a moment, the father dragged him into the kitchen with great interest, and the last two were dragged out by the bodyguards, looking at each other at the blazing fire...

This has happened more than once.

Because the father felt that he should be perfect and should not have any flaws, so when he had time, he pulled Shuji Tsushima, who had just reached his knees, to cook.

It can be called indomitable.

After running out of the burning kitchen again, the father reluctantly touched the expressionless face of Shuji Tsushima, leaving a few black handprints on his young face.

"Sure enough, you can't be perfect, not even a child like Shuji, who I regard as a perfect heir," he said with a sigh.

"But Shuji is still the most perfect child in my heart..."

The young Tsushima Shuji had an expressionless face: "It's because you can't learn it yourself."

He complained without hesitation.

"Well, I remember that there was a member of the organization. It should be a rum bar, but he knows how to cook." The father said calmly, as if he had not heard anything.

"Such a trivial matter, Shuji can just leave it to the people below." He rubbed Shuji Tsushima's head, and smoothly wiped all the black stains on his hands onto the boy's hair.

Tsushima Shuji: I hate when people touch my head.

…

Back to the present.

Shuji Tsushima looked at the addresses and information of the two restaurants displayed on the phone, and paused for a moment on one of the lines.

Began to warmly call for the migrant worker Bourbon.

"Let's try it together~ Tou-jun~ Tou-chan~" he called sweetly.

"Maybe I can give you that restaurant~" The hidden hint in the boy's voice was undisguised.

So much so that the clerk who worked with him cast a strange look at Amuro Toru.

Amuro-kun...is that kind of person?

Toru Amuro: ...the hand holding the phone suddenly had blue veins.

"Hey? Could it be that Tou-Jun is embarrassed to accept it? It's okay, after all, my relationship with Tou-Jun, it's normal to send a restaurant~" The young man said seemingly understandingly.

Toru Amuro felt that the eyes of the people around him were getting more and more wrong.

A strange look full of admiration and admiration.

"We're just an ordinary subordinate relationship, Tsushima-kun." Amuro smiled through his skin and didn't smile.

He glanced lightly at the other people who were eavesdropping.

"Hey...Is there a problem with the boss sending the chef a restaurant?" the young man said aggrievedly.

"I'm sorry Tou-kun, people thought you would like it so they did this. If I cause you trouble... woo woo..." After a burst of suppressed crying, the boy hung up the phone.

Toru Amuro: ...?

Feeling the scumbag eyes from around him, he slowly put down the phone in his hand.

"Is there any problem?" He smiled brightly.

Everyone shook their heads.

Mr. Amuro is already smoking black smoke!

…

the other side

"Hahahahahaha..." Tsushima Shuji, who cried twice, couldn't help rolling on the floor laughing after hanging up the phone.

"Bourbon must be working in a happy atmosphere now~"

So when Toru Amuro finished his day's work and returned to the apartment, he saw Shuji Tsushima flying towards him.

So he subconsciously stretched his leg and kicked.

Tsushima Shuji made a circle in the air, dodging his legs perfectly, and easily landed in front of him.

Toru Amuro: ...Oh, as expected of you, the black undead, Cahors.

I don't know since when, no matter what kind of thing Kao does, Amuro Toru is not surprised.

"Don't you want to go to the restaurant? Let's go." He said indifferently.

Shuji Tsushima: Bourbon isn't fun anymore, it's boring.

He began to miss the cautious Bourbon when he first arrived.

Ugh.

Silently packed up her things and went downstairs behind Amuro, who had a calm face.

Ugh.

…

The two restaurants that Mr. Hoshino presented are located in Ginza.

And there are two adjacent stores.

One is a Japanese-style sushi restaurant, and the other specializes in Chinese cuisine.

They first went to a sushi restaurant called Hoshino.

Shuji Tsushima: Why don't we change it to a Tsushima restaurant.

Hoshino's decoration is a typical Japanese decoration, divided into upper and lower, with curtains to separate each compartment.

There are various ink paintings on the curtain.

Toru Amuro went to negotiate with the head of the restaurant, Hoshino's chef.

Because Tsushima Shuji... As soon as he entered the restaurant, he disappeared.

The stable adult Toru Amuro silently took up the responsibility.

"Chef Watanabe, regarding the Hoshino restaurant gifted to Tsushima Club by Mr. Hoshino..."

"Snapped-"

The tall, middle-aged chef slapped the table in an aggressive manner.

"I don't agree with this matter." He said coldly.

Giving this restaurant away without his consent~www.NovelMTL.com~ did not discuss anything with anyone, including the chef.

It's really too much!

If the black-skinned boy dared to say something he didn't want to hear.

Chef Watanabe stared at the man opposite him with deep brows.

Under his gaze, the man with blond hair and purple eyes smiled lightly.

"Sorry, but this was given to Tsushima Club by everyone in Hoshino. In theory, Chef Watanabe, you have absolutely no ability to object." His tone was gentle, sounding very polite, but he couldn't refute it. .

Ichiro Watanabe took a deep breath.

"Then, I ask to use the halberd to decide. If I win, Hoshino will go to me. If I lose, I will stay in Hoshino to work for Tsushima Club." The middle-aged man clenched his fists and said.

Toru Amuro: ...I'm really not a professional chef...

How could it be possible to eat halberd with you...

"Sorry, I..." He just wanted to refuse.

"I seem to have heard that someone here wants to eat halberds?" A figure fell from the beam.

The neck was still tied by the rope, and the body was swaying in mid-air.

He was hung in the air, holding the rope tied around his neck with both hands, asking with a ghostly tongue out.

"Wait...when..." Ichiro Watanabe was shocked, he didn't see anyone other than the man named Amuro coming in.

"Tou-kun~ Please put me down~ It's so uncomfortable to hang here~" The hanging boy walked around slowly, facing Tou Amuro, sticking out his tongue.

Toru Amuro: ...

He looked at the boy who looked like a hanged ghost.

into silence.

Do you really remember that this restaurant was named Tsushima right away?

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