1. Going to school

College dormitory.

Edogawa Satoru collapsed on the bed, with his dark technical school uniform beneath him, his noodle-like tears flowing silently.

He really doesn’t understand.

People, why do we need to exercise?

Among a group of muscular gorillas in the college, he was so out of place that he looked like a normal person.

What he doesn’t understand is!
Why did his brother want him to go to Curse High School for classes!

He wants to stay with his brother TAT. Tokyo is too far away from Yokohama, and Edogawa Satoru’s brother craving is starting to come back because he can’t see his brother all the time.

“There must be something wrong with you?” Kugisaki complained.

“How can thinking about my brother be called a problem?”

“There is definitely something wrong. Are you the reincarnation of the legendary Yuan () Kong Xing?”

Xiao Wu hesitated. He sat up and thought for a while before answering:
“No, it hasn’t reached that point yet, has it? Anyway, Yosuga is too harsh… My brother and I have a pure brotherly love – ah, the more I explain, the worse it gets.”

The air was quiet for a while.

Kugisaki said, “Indeed.”

Your topic is dangerous.

No, Xiaowu, why do you know about Yuan () Kong?
Fushiguro covered his face, took two steps to the side, and bumped into Yuji. Yuji’s hand shook, and the stacked cards fell apart.

Yuji Itadori didn’t care and said with a laugh, “Maybe it’s a training.”

“Experience?”

As Yuji collected the cards, he analyzed them for Xiaowu: “Distance creates beauty? Or, I want to see you grow or something?”

Seeing that Yuji had turned the dangerous topic into a normal one in an instant, Fushiguro Megumi carefully interrupted the conversation: “For example, grades, dreams, etc.”

Edogawa Satoru crossed his legs, folded his hands in front of his chest, and his mind began to work.

He is thinking.

[My…dream?]
Kugisaki came up to the two boys, covered the lower half of his face with his hands, and said in a very low voice, “It’s been ten minutes, and it seems like Xiaowu can’t think of anything anymore.”

Yuji: “It’s hard to think of a specific dream. Let’s give Xiaowu some space and come play mahjong with him tomorrow.”

Megumi Fushiguro was stunned and looked at Yuji Itadori in disbelief: You brought us to Xiaowu’s place just to play mahjong?
I endured it again and again, but couldn’t bear it anymore.

Fushiguro Megumi raised his fist and slapped Yuji: “I was called out by you despite the internal injuries inflicted by Maki-senpai. Please stop entertaining me!”

Tiger Stick touched his head and smiled foolishly.

Edogawa Satoru took everything in, and his heart was touched.

[…Well, there’s nothing wrong with going to a technical college.]
The world of curse arts was taken over by the government. Yuji Itadori was not incarnated by Ryomen Sukuna, but was specially recruited by Gojo Satoru into a technical high school. Fushiguro Megumi’s family is also healthy and happy. Miss Tsumiki was not cursed, but was still very disdainful, which made Fushiguro Megumi so angry that she didn’t want to go home at all. Kugisaki was not disfigured, and confidence and beauty will always be with her.

The fact that the sorcerer Gojo Satoru and the curse master Geto Suguru are close friends is well known in the entire sorcery world.

The sorcerers have insurance and a fixed salary, as well as high bonuses depending on the mission. The task allocation is reasonable and standardized, and the logistical support is complete.

Being a sorcerer is actually –

Yuji clapped his hands, and turned his pink eyes to Xiaowu with a faint smile: “By the way, Wu-chan, Gojo-sensei said that there will be a martial arts test in the next class.”

Edogawa Satoru’s heart broke apart on the spot.

He doesn’t want to be a sorcerer! He wants to talk, ugh – wants to be a detective!

(II) One sentence
In the distance, white-feathered chickens sat among cranes. The man standing in the dark crowd was so white that he shone.

Geto Xiayou recognized it as the back of Gojo Satoru’s head at a glance and walked forward quickly.

A few steps away, he suddenly wanted to scare Gojo Satoru, so he turned around and walked into a convenience store on the side of the road.

Edogawa Satoru was waiting for someone quietly at the intersection. Something was shaking above his head, making his scalp itchy.

Should I look up or touch what’s on my head first?
If it was a prank by senior students, then both options would be dangerous.

If you look up, you might see a very ugly cursed spirit.

If you touch first, you might touch something you absolutely don’t want to touch with your hands.

Edogawa Satoru remained calm, crouched slightly, and moved a few steps to the side. After a while, the itch came back.

He wasn’t angry.

Xiao Wu made the hand gesture of the Jutsu Cang style.

A voice came from above: “Gojo Satoru, it’s not that bad, is it?”

Then there were the rustling of branches and the rubbing of clothes, and a figure above his head landed on the ground, and a hand embraced Xiao Wu: “I haven’t seen you for a few days. You are so grumpy – eh?!”

At this moment, in Xiayou Jie’s arms, was a boy who looked exactly like Gojo Satoru, but was a smaller size. Many discordant images flashed through Xiayou Jie’s mind, and finally merged into one sentence: “Gojo Satoru, is he your father?”

“Gojo Satoru is your father.” Edogawa Satoru said coldly, and he pushed away Geto Suguru.

He first blamed himself in his heart, thinking that a good boy shouldn’t swear; then he changed his mind and thought, how could scolding Gojo Satoru be considered swearing?
Xiao Wu saw Gojo Satoru and his brother Ranpo slowly approaching them from behind Geto Suguru.

“I’m sorry… I mistook you for Gojo Satoru…” Xia Youjie apologized, “You really look a lot like him. I’m not asking politely, what is your relationship with him?”

“It doesn’t matter.” It might be possible that they were the same person in the previous few book page worlds.

Xia Youjie was so frustrated that he stopped pestering her: “I really mistook you for someone else just now, so I touched you. I’m very sorry.”

His neck was hooked, it was Gojo Satoru. Gojo Satoru rushed in between the two of them and pushed up his sunglasses: “Ah, what are you talking about?”

“What’s wrong? Did he bully you?” Edogawa Ranpo pulled Xiaowu to his side and smoothed his white hair with his hands. He nodded with satisfaction, and then ruffled Xiaowu’s hair again.

Geto Xiayou was even more confused.

He knew Gojo Satoru, and he knew Edogawa Ranpo, but who was this kid? ——He looked exactly like Gojo Satoru, and he was familiar with Edogawa Ranpo, so who on earth was he?
“I don’t understand… I mistook him for you.”

Edogawa Satoru complained: “He used me as a meal replacement for Gojo Satoru.”

Gojo Satoru was shocked: “You’re using him as a meal replacement for me?!”

Edogawa Ranpo was angry: “You used my brother as a meal replacement?!”

Xia Youjie:……

One sentence angered three people.

Xia Youjie suspected that he would be persecuted no matter what he said.

Gojo Satoru said that there was no need to doubt his doubts.

Detective

Xiao Wu also joined the Armed Detective Agency and worked in the detective agency in his spare time.

Ever since he knew that Gojo Satoru had shown the photo of a cat-ear maid outfit to Geto Suguru, Edogawa Ranpo often pretended not to care and helped Gojo Satoru solve problems, and then waited for Gojo’s thank-you gift.

First of all, Ranpo-sama would like to state that he does not really want to see such vulgar things. It is just because there is a photo of Satoru and Gojo Satoru together in a certain page of the book, which is a precious memory of his younger brother’s growth, so he wants to make up for the missing time between the brothers.

Secondly, Ranpo definitely had no intention of collecting it, but if Xiaowu wanted to show it to his brother, he would not refuse. He really didn’t mean to have to see it!
Finally, I’ll reveal a little-known secret: Edogawa Ranpo has prepared a new album to put new photos in. The old album is already full. However, Ranpo will only use this new album as a family album.

Xiao Wu looked at his brother who was waving snacks in front of him, with a question mark all over his face.

He really didn’t know what his brother was trying to do.

Especially in the small detective agency – from the infirmary in the back came the creepy laughter of Dr. Yosano Akiko and the faint sound of electric saws; in the reception room, Dazai Osamu was reading a book, it would be better if there was no poison on his desk; Kunikida Doppo mama-san walked towards Dazai Osamu angrily, and the shocking but hearty knock on the head greeted the peaceful afternoon…

The small detective agency is full of talented people.

What these people did was beyond logic and left Edogawa Satoru confused, not to mention his brother’s inexplicable actions.

Seeing that his brother was also very tired, Xiao Wu held his brother’s hand and tore open the package of his favorite snacks and handed them to him: “What’s wrong? Is there anything I didn’t do well?”

Ranpo: …

Damn it, why don’t you understand?

He coughed and pulled out the detective uniform that Xiaowu had seen a long time ago from his back: “You have been in the detective agency for more than half a year. From today on, Xiaowu, you are my new detective assistant.”

This was Edogawa Satoru’s first step towards becoming a detective, and he happily took the suit.

It feels heavy when you pick it up.

He looked up at Ranpo, who was smiling, and unpacked the suit in confusion. The brown-green detective suit was handsome, but Xiaowu was more concerned about the box hidden in the detective suit.

My heart was pounding.

With trembling hands, he held up the contents of the box – it was the game that Edogawa Satoru had made a wish for on his thirteenth birthday.

The plastic cover was very thin, and the picture showed a castle and a detective.

The name of the game is “The Big Devil’s Travel Diary”.

Time flows quietly, and Edogawa Satoru’s journey through the pages of the book finally comes to an end. He has found his own harbor, just like the big devil in the game, and has his own place to return to.

“Thank you, brother.”

Happiness overflows from the eyes.

Edogawa Satoru likes the present day.

Sunshine is like everyone.

The sun shines on everyone.

PS: Later, Ranpo got it.

(End of this chapter)