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After thinking for a few seconds, he raised his hand toward Dazai. "Okay!"

"Go ahead, Kenji-kun," Dazai said, pointing at him.

"I think it'd be good if he won against me at arm wrestling!"

Everyone went silent, wearing serious expressions. Even Dazai was silent.

That is impossible.

Kenji's ability-"Be Not Defeated By The Rain"-is an ability that physically
strengthens his body in the face of hardships. In short, he has superhuman strength. He can throw
an entire car with ease. One time, he wrestled three boastful sumo wrestlers, and he sent all three
of them flying at the same time.

It is still unknown where exactly they landed.

That is arm wrestling with Kenji.

In the minds of all those attending, all they could imagine was the newcomer's arm
being tom off with a scream of agony.

"Urn, that's probably..." Tanizaki, who had been silent, said timidly. He looked at
everyone with a stiff expression.

Next to him, Yosano grinned to herself and muttered, ".. .It could work." Tanizaki
decided to change the subject.

"A-any other ideas?"

Not especially bothered, Kenji asked, "Other ideas?" and padded around the room some
more, deep in thought.

"The Detective Agency sure does take things steadily on a day-to-day basis," Kenji said,
clapping his hands together. "It's not a group that quickly enters an enclosure and concludes with
a sudden rampage-At least, surely the president would say as much. Yes, at the field by my
house, there's a fallow field in just the right condition. I think it would be good if he were to
plow the field daily, and then we determined his acceptance based on the outcome of the autumn
harvest!"