Tᕼᗴ ᗩᑕᑕIᗪᗴᑎT - Ranpo Edogawa

4

Oh boy, another boring day has come.

I yawn as I get up and stop the alarm on my phone.

I sigh as I do my morning routine put on some clothes, blah blah blah.

I'm eating my breakfast now while scrolling on Instagram on my phone.

I'm searching for some drawing videos when all of the sudden a notification pops up from "Nikushimi☆" saying
"Good morning, I wish you a great day".

I blush a little as I read the text. How nice of him!

I immediately reply with
________________________________

Good morning!
I hope you have a
wonderful day also!-

Nikushimi☆
-I didn't expect
you to be awake
so early!

Haha, yeah.
I have to go to work.-

Nikushimi☆
-What's your job?

I have to go now or I'll be late! Sorry!!-

Nikushimi☆
-

It's alright, bye.

Bye!-
________________________________

That was totally suspicious.
I thought as I anime cried.

I quickly ate my breakfast and exited the house.

When I was finally in front of the Armed detective agency building I had heard.... chaos.
Yes, even from the outside I could already hear it.

__ ~ ☁︎☔︎☁︎ ~ __

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?!?"
I screeched.

"I'm sorry Y/n but I thought it would be rude of me to disturb you with such matters. This needs to be discussed personally anyway."
Kunikida said as he pushed his glasses back.

"I- okay nevermind. Just tell me everything you know."
I sighed.

"Your brothers name is... Dazai Osamu, correct?"
Kunikida raised his eyebrow while looking at me, waiting for an answer.

"Yes, that is indeed correct. Continue."
I ordered, getting impatient.

Kunikida nodded and started speaking again.

"Well, his location is unknown, but we know that he is currently 17 and that he is in the same city as us. His file seems corrupted and there's not much information about him."
Kunikida finished.

"..I see. Huh. And what is that?"
I pointed to the letter that Kunikida was handing me.

"A letter from him."
He stated.

Huh...?

A letter... from my brother...?

So he found me?

What if it's fake..?

I frowned as I started overthinking again. I took the letter from Kunikidas hand and put it in my pocket (or whatever you're wearing).