I started with Demon Slayer, and after drawing the strongest character, I'm invincible!

"Dazai, did you tell Akiko that I left the base?"

Edogawa Ranpo said unhappily, "Didn't we agree to keep this from Akiko?"

"It's a miscarriage of justice, Mr. Ranpo. It was Dr. Yosano who discovered it himself."

Dazai Osamu cried out that he was innocent and refused to take the blame.

Edogawa Ranpo had been gone all day, and his sudden disappearance, which usually kept him in Yosano's sight, aroused Yosano's suspicion.

Yosano Akiko searched the entire base but couldn't find Edogawa Ranpo.

Now even a fool would know he had left the base, let alone Yosano, who is no fool either.

"Hmm, you must be the friend Howard mentioned. I'm Osamu Dazai. May I ask your name?"

Dazai Osamu looked at the white-haired, blindfolded youth beside him; they actually shared a common interest.

However, he used to only cover one eye when he covered his eyes, but he never expected that someone would cover both eyes.

“Gojo Satoru, this is my partner 666.” Gojo Satoru looked at Dazai Osamu and suddenly reached out and put his hand on his shoulder.

Then he felt the flow of his magical power slow down a little.

This is where Dazai Osamu's "No Longer Human" had an effect, but it wasn't very significant.

"Wow! It can fly! Can I touch it?" Dazai Osamu asked excitedly.

"can."

666 flew to Dazai Osamu and landed on his outstretched hands.

Dazai Osamu hugged 666 and rubbed it hard before letting go, satisfied.

Tsk, No Longer Human didn't work. Turns out it wasn't some kind of superpower after all.

-

Gojo Satoru stared at the group of little kids in the conference room and fell silent. He thought the Port Mafia should just change its name to Kindergarten.

"Mr. Gotiao, I wonder if Howard is doing well now?"

A little boy with black hair and purple eyes sat at the head of the conference table, next to a mature woman with blonde hair and blue eyes.

"He's doing well; he's probably working hard to make money right now."

When Gojo Satoru saw the person sitting in the first seat, he was a little surprised but also felt it made sense.

Mori Ōgai was originally the leader of the Port Mafia, and his sanctuary was located at the Port Mafia headquarters, so it was quite reasonable for him to become the leader of the sanctuary.

To his surprise, the Armed Detective Agency actually listens to Mori Ougai, and so far they seem to be getting along quite well.

"Is it because of us? He's really had a tough time."

Mori Ougai sighed seriously. He missed Howard terribly; Howard was one of the five top executives of the Port Mafia.

Even if he only shows up twice a year, you can still find him when you need him.

"Oh, that's true. He took on a huge debt for you. Why don't you help him share the burden?"

Gojo Satoru nodded calmly. He had heard that the kid's system was called the "Saving Unresolved Feelings System," and that his main income came from completing tasks.

Howard has no choice but to grind through missions to pay off his debts, which makes him quite unlucky.

“Of course we would like to, but we don’t have much right now. Take whatever he needs.”

Mori Ougai said with a smile that he had nothing to be reluctant about, since the base was very poor anyway.

Upon hearing this, Gojo Satoru curled his lip. Mori Ougai was right; they were dirt poor and didn't have anything good to offer.

"Let's talk about how many of you have turned into little kids."

He had a bit of a headache. There were already more than a dozen little kids he saw, and he heard that some of them were collecting supplies outside.

The scope of the main characters is too broad; even the supporting characters are joining the main characters?

"I know! I know! The little dwarf has become a tiny little dwarf!"

Dazai Osamu eagerly raised his hand to answer, muttering "little dwarf" over and over again.

Chuuya Nakahara: Achoo!

“I know that too! And Sakunosuke, and also, Suzuki has shrunk too.”

Edogawa Ranpo retorted defiantly, as if afraid of being outdone if he was even a second too late.

Gojo Satoru certainly knew who the short man Dazai Osamu was referring to was. As for Sakunosuke? Did he mean Oda Sakunosuke?

Po-kun refers to Edgar Allan Poe, a member of the North American psychic organization.

Could it be that all the characters who appeared in the story have been turned into children? No, that doesn't make sense either; at least we haven't seen anyone in the Special Abilities Department shrink.

“I also know that Fyodor has shrunk!” Dazai Osamu said smugly.

He won; Mr. Ranpo certainly hadn't paid attention to Fyodor's situation.

Edogawa Ranpo lowered his head in frustration; he really hadn't remembered this person.

Gojo Satoru:......

Are they having a competition? How old are they, acting so childish? What? They're only seven years old?

So what if he's seven? He's not a three-year-old anymore; he should be more sensible by now.

"Alright, you guys continue." Gojo Satoru left the meeting room alone, feeling a sudden sense of peace and quiet.

With so many children around, even if no one was talking, he felt the noise was getting into his eyes.

-

“Satoru, Dazai said that Chuuya Nakahara has returned.” 666 found Gojo Satoru while he was enjoying the breeze on the rooftop.

They've been here for three days now, and it's finally seen what a naughty kid looks like.

Dazai Osamu could get into a verbal argument with anyone, and Nakajima Atsushi and Akutagawa Ryunosuke were like sworn enemies, always arguing whenever they met.

Edogawa Ranpo clung to Satoru because he had some delicious food on him.

Kunikida Doppo was the one who was most vulnerable, while Mori Ōgai and Fukuzawa Yukichi were the most emotionally stable.

The two of them, along with Taneda Santouka, often discussed what to do next in the office, followed by tactical silence.

The base claims there are survivors, but only a few hundred in number.

They were housed in another building and managed by surviving members of the Hong Kong Triads.

"I heard he went to Tokyo to collect supplies? What did he bring back?"

He's gone out for a stroll these past few days, and apart from the mutants and the black mist, he hasn't seen a single living person.

He even went on a trip to North America, but he didn't even see the shelter set up by Merlin.

"A batch of daily necessities, a batch of weapons, and three children."

"what?"

Gojo Satoru wondered if he had misheard. He could understand supplies and weapons, but three children? Where did they come from? Weren't the outside world full of mutants?

"Go and see for yourself." 666 didn't know why, but that's what Dazai Osamu said.

"Go and have a look."

-

"You dead mackerel, are you asking for it?!"

Before Gojo Satoru even entered the door, he heard a roar. When he pushed the door open, he saw Dazai Osamu being beaten by a little boy with orange hair.

He recognized him; it was Chuuya Shinhara, the conscience of the Port Mafia.

Chuuya Nakahara paused for a moment when he saw someone come in, and his subordinate, Osamu Dazai, began to struggle.

"Wu! Help me! The little dwarf is going to kill someone!"

Dazai Osamu struggled to reach out his hand towards Gojo Satoru, looking at him expectantly.

"Excuse me, I've come to the wrong door. Please continue."

Gojo Satoru calmly took a step back and quickly closed the door.

Chuuya Nakahara: ? ? ?

Osamu Dazai:! ! !