After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

Only one day had passed when Draco and the others returned to the main world.

Dumbledore sat on the sofa with a smile on his face, not at all surprised by their return.

Draco was a quick-witted kid, so saying a week was a conservative estimate.

The moment Dazai Osamu came back, he nodded to Dumbledore and slipped away. Now he just wanted to find his slug. He also wanted to hear the little slug call him like that!

It is not good for the "book" to appear in the main world, and now the fusion is coming to an end, and their several world consciousnesses are arguing with the world consciousness of the hell world.

He wants to bring great benefits to the children in his world!

"You're back." Dumbledore looked at Draco and Harry with a smile.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, why are you alone here? Where are the teachers? And Karasuma and the others?"

When Draco came back, he felt that there was no one else in the manor except Dumbledore.

He pulled Harry to sit down and took a small piece of cake. "Delicious~"

Draco loves sweets, and these cakes were made by a British pastry chef at a high price. They are exactly what Draco likes.

Draco was in a good mood, his eyes narrowed, his cheeks puffed up, and he didn't forget to feed Harry.

He likes to be taken seriously!

"He went to the Black Organization's base with Karasuma Renya." Dumbledore was not some love-brained couple who wanted to stick with Grindelwald all the time.

"Is it settled?" He looked at Draco and the others lovingly and pushed the milk tea in his hand forward.

Draco and Harry were already used to Dumbledore looking at them lovingly with that gorgeous face.

It doesn't seem inconsistent at all.

"Yeah." Draco nodded, then thought about what the "book" said to him when he came back.

"By the way, is the principal interested in the hell here?"

"Oh?" Dumbledore sat up straighter and leaned forward slightly. "It seems a lot has happened on this trip."

"Well, it's like this..." Draco explained their experience of this trip in detail to Dumbledore.

"'Shu' said we can go visit and experience it in a couple of days. He still loves the people in his world and hopes they can be happier."

Draco knew that the world consciousness would have a special preference for their own lucky child.

However, the protagonist in every world is not necessarily the son of destiny. The person favored by the world is different from the protagonist chosen by the world line.

It's like you wrote a novel and you're especially nice to the protagonist. But the novel has a consciousness, but the protagonist doesn't like the protagonist and prefers the villain.

There was no reaction from the slate. He didn't have any favorite child, but he liked the warm red color.

Pandora, the world consciousness of Kaito's world, said that he has no intention of participating. His Kaito is very happy now and there is no regret about meeting him in hell.

So, the ones going to hell this time are probably everyone from the Armed Detective Agency.

Hmm... there should be family members?

Then there were Draco and the others.

Draco pulled the people from the Armed Detective Agency, Karasuma Renya, Gin, and the other six people into a group to inform everyone that they would go to hell the day after tomorrow.

I also chatted privately with Dazai Osamu and asked him whether Nakahara Chuuya would go.

There was no response from the other end for a long time, until the next day when he replied saying he was going.

Grindelwald, Karasuma Renya and others returned that night.

What about hell? I wonder what hell is like in this country?

The next day, after Draco replied to Dazai Osamu, he was taken by Gin to meet someone.

"Gin~ Are you finally going to have a martini with me~"

Draco and Gin came to a bar owned by the organization, which was full of members of the Black Organization who were only loyal to Karasuma Renya.

Draco looked around curiously. Unlike what he imagined, there was only soothing music playing here and no smell of smoke.

That's right, how could Gin bring him to such a smoky bar?

I just don't know who I'm waiting for. It's been almost half an hour and Gin's face has turned black.

Just when Draco was starting to get bored of waiting, a blonde beauty came over with a charming look.

Wuhu? Vermouth? Gin brought him to see her? If he remembered correctly, Vermouth should be in a state of disarray right now.

After all, it was the first time that Karasuma Renye spoke out on the Black Organization's forum and stated that those rumors were nonsense.

Draco thought about how he and Hermione had secretly watched Chianti go crazy in the forum in the base.

It can be seen that Chianti has a lot to say about the fact that Vermouth is disliked.

Of course she's not the only one.

However, Karasuma Renya has no intention of touching Vermouth. The reason is simple: the Black Organization needs some "sacrifices".

This was the agreement between him and the King of Gold.

"Want to make a martini with me, Gin?" The beauty's breath was as sweet as orchid, and she wanted to put her arms around Gin's shoulders from behind.

Gin's eyes flashed, and Beretta pressed against Vermouth's forehead.

"If you make such a joke again, I will send you to see the 'angel'. Vermouth." Gin warned.

Gin is also a little bit sinister. He deliberately emphasized the word "angel" and then looked at Vermouth's frightened expression with satisfaction.

Vermouth has been feeling like things are going wrong lately.

First, the boss somehow noticed the rumors in the organization and took quick and decisive action to resolve them.

She also met that gentleman's confidant, and a large part of her power was taken back, and she could no longer do whatever she wanted as before.

This made her position awkward for a while, and many people called her openly or secretly, claiming to be concerned but actually to mock her.

She could have ignored all this, but her cool boy was suddenly arrested, and even she couldn't get him out.

The most important thing is that her Angel family has disappeared without a trace, and she has tried every possible means to find out where she has gone.

I met Gin today to see his attitude. Did the Black Organization know something... or did the boss know something...

She was afraid of that gentleman, afraid that her angel would be discovered by him, afraid that everything she did was under his control...

The one who cleaned up the mess for the Mori family was Hiroki Sawada. It is no exaggeration to say that his computer skills are the best in the world.

He received the news the moment Vermouth checked it, and reported it to Karasuma Renya.

This is also the reason why Gin agreed to the appointment.

As for why bring Draco?

All I can say is that Draco casually mentioned that he wanted to meet Vermouth, and Karasuma Renya remembered it.

"It's not okay to be so rude to a lady~ Well, just a joke." She shrugged, tentatively moved the gun away, and then sat down gracefully next to Gin.

The moment she sat down, she saw Draco on the other side.

Vermouth's pupils trembled. When did this boy get here? She didn't even notice!

"Hello~ Vermouth." Draco smiled and looked at the bloodshot eyes and the dark circles under Vermouth's eyes.

It's tough, isn't it? You don't know where the guillotine will fall, and you feel so nervous.

Vermouth calmed down, her usual smile appearing on her face, "Who is this young master? Does Gin like this?"

She glanced at Gin teasingly.

The curve of Draco's mouth deepened, and he looked straight at Vermouth, "Huh? Gin is not my type, Aunt Vermouth." He deliberately emphasized the word "Aunt".

Vermouth's heart tightened. Could this brat know something? She decided to test the waters first. "It was just a joke. What's your name, young master?"

He knew the code name, and Gin was very tolerant of him.

Is this a codenamed member I haven't seen before? Could he be someone related to the boss?

"Me?" Draco raised his eyebrows. "Just call me Malfoy." He glanced at Vermouth with a half-smile, but he was a little uninterested.

It was not what he had imagined.

He had a general impression of Vermouth. It was only after they met that he realized that although she cared about Ran Mouri, she was more afraid of Karasuma Renya.

She was afraid of her life as an experimental subject.

But, wasn't it her own initiative to find the organization? For that beautiful face?

Draco suddenly lost the desire to talk and lay back on the podium in boredom, tapping the wall of the wine glass with his hand, making a crisp sound.

Of course he was not of drinking age, so the drink in the glass was non-alcoholic.

It looks nice and colorful, but the taste is just average.

"Don't bother looking. You're destined to never get any answers to what you want to know."

This is punishment~

Draco turned his face to the side, his soft platinum hair gleaming in the dim bar lights.

The flesh on her cheeks was slightly bulging due to the squeezing, making her look like an innocent little angel.

What he said made Vermouth feel like he was falling into an ice cave.

She was almost breathless under the gaze of those gray-blue eyes that seemed to contain broken ice, and her body could not help but tremble slightly.

She understood Draco's subtext.

He knows... That gentleman knows everything...

Maybe even the disappearance of cool boy was the work of that gentleman!

But this is a bit unfair to Uramaru Renye. After all, he looks down on a small detective, even if he is a son of luck.

Tsk, who isn’t a child of luck?

This is what the King of Gold meant. He was quite curious about the secrets of Edogawa Conan, or wanted to find the code of immortality from him.

Out of selfish motives, he wanted to spend more time with Weizman...

However, he would not conduct any inhumane experiments on Conan Edogawa, and even if there was no secret, he would not let Conan Edogawa run around.

This kind of physique that causes death wherever one goes is really scary.

"Gin, do you have anything else to say? I'm a little bored." Draco jumped off the high stool lightly.

He lost interest in Vermouth.

He wanted to see how far she could go for Ran Mouri. Perhaps he would talk to Karasuma Renya and let Vermouth at least know where Ran Mouri was and what she had experienced.

But...boring.

But at this moment, Vermouth suddenly jumped up, grabbed Draco's neck and held him hostage, facing Gin vigilantly, as if she was making a desperate move.

But she didn't hold Draco's neck hard.

Because at that moment, she felt a murderous intent more terrifying than death locked upon her. All cameras turned to Vermouth.

This made her subconsciously afraid to use any force.

The music in the bar suddenly stopped. Because of Draco, there was no one else here except the bartender.

The bartender only made a drink for Vermouth after she appeared and then disappeared.

Gin obviously didn't expect this. It's not that he didn't react, but he couldn't move at all at that moment.

He quickly realized that this was Draco's work.

He was immediately filled with black lines.

"Vermouth, do you want to die?" Gin looked at Vermouth coldly.

How should I put it, is this luck good or bad?

By provoking Draco, she had hit a wall. But looking at the undisguised amusement on Draco's face... perhaps this was a turning point in Vermouth's fate.

Draco's face showed surprise and interest. He hadn't expected Vermouth's acting skills to be so good, even he hadn't noticed.

He didn't resist at all, otherwise Vermouth wouldn't have been able to get close to him.

Or perhaps he didn't pay much attention to Vermouth at all. Maybe Vermouth had some flaws, but he didn't care.

Oh, don't be so arrogant next time.

After a moment of self-reflection, Draco watched the show happily.

"I just want to know if Mao Lilan is safe now." Vermouth's voice was cold. She knew that her current behavior was risky, but she had to do it.

She had observed that this young man was obviously an important person to that gentleman.

It's not a wine name, but it seems to know a lot of information about the Black Organization. Gin also follows him and focuses on him.

Draco raised his eyebrows and looked at Vermouth, secretly admiring her courage.

He loves to see this kind of scene the most~He will only be moved by those "loves".

No matter what kind of "love" it is, as long as it is pure enough.

Gin looked at Vermouth with cold eyes, "Do you think I will tell you?"

Vermouth's strength in her hand increased slightly. Draco raised his eyebrows, looked at the camera flashing red light, and shook his head slightly.

Gin's expression changed slightly, and he tutted in dissatisfaction.

"Why don't you just ask me?" Draco tilted his head slightly, his voice full of laughter.

"You? Are you willing to tell me?" Vermouth knew that she might not be able to leave this bar.

But she just wanted to know how Mao Lilan was doing and if anything happened.

She is covered in mud, she is hypocritical and selfish.

However, angels are the only salvation in her long life.

She went against her nature and asked for death, just to ensure Ran Mouri's safety.

"She's safe. She should be traveling in England with Miss Suzuki right now." Draco's voice was strangely alluring. "I can get you to her safely. By the way, do you know? Miss Maori's dream?"

"W-what?" Vermouth couldn't help but let go of her hand.

"To become a musician." Draco took a few steps forward, then turned and looked at Vermouth.