"Heh heh heh..." Osamu Dazai gave a sinister laugh.
Every hair on Atsushi Nakajima's body stood on end. He huddled together with Kyoka Izumi, whose cowlick had also shot up in alarm, and they trembled. Help! Mr. Dazai was angry!
Even Doppo Kunikida silently shut his mouth. As Dazai's partner, he knew just how terrifying the man was. If Ranpo Edogawa represented the pinnacle of deduction, Osamu Dazai represented the pinnacle of manipulation. As for that Mr. Gojo... condolences.
Satoru Gojo felt the piercing stares from the Bungo Stray Dogs group, too, but he had never been afraid of anything. He even rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "So this is the whining of a sore loser. I understand."
"...Would you stop talking?" Even Utahime Iori could not resist warning Satoru Gojo now. God, even a special grade cursed spirit did not put out as much pressure as those people.
Don't court death just because you're the strongest. You really will die!
After playing for a while, Satoru Gojo put the toys down and looked at the sole item on the shelf.
"What? It's just a Kokeshi Doll."
Since it had been placed on the shelf, Satoru Gojo had thought it was something remarkable. It turned out to be nothing more than a souvenir from the Tohoku region.
Still, coming from An Xinyi's hands, even a simple Kokeshi Doll looked so lively. Its smiling face had been outlined with only a few simple strokes, yet looking at it made Satoru Gojo smile from the heart, warmth welling up inside him. It undoubtedly held all its maker's love.
Satoru Gojo admired it for a long time. Just as he was about to look away, his gaze sharpened. He hurriedly picked up the Kokeshi Doll and examined it closely.
A Kokeshi Doll had a