Chapter 39: The elegant name Katsushika Hokusai (second update)

Unlike the young people in the agency, Yukichi Fukuzawa, the president of the Armed Detective Agency, is a rather old-school figure.

Whether it is evident from his daily preference to wear kimonos or his current pursuit of traditional kendo, there is no doubt that his aesthetics and entertainment are also old-school.

Therefore, it is understandable that he likes Ukiyo-e and even has a little understanding of some Ukiyo-e painters.

But the problem is, if you suddenly know a person named Xiong Yaohua, will a normal person immediately think that this is the real name of the deceased Master Gu Long? Most likely, they will not think of it, and those who can think of it will also think that it is the same name.

The same is true in Japan. The surname Nakajima and the name Tokitaro are not particularly rare. Let alone young people, even Fukuzawa Yukichi is a little hesitant. He doesn't know whether he should say "he was named after this."

Yes, it’s the same as Katsushika Hokusai’s real name.”

To be more serious, even Katsushika Hokusai can only be regarded as one of the more famous nicknames of Nakajima Tokitaro. The painter himself did not always use this nickname. He changed countless nicknames in his life. It can be said that he changed his nickname as he lived.

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However, Dazai Osamu didn't have so many scruples. Seeing Fukuzawa Yukichi's hesitation, he said directly: "Yes, it's the Nakajima Tokitaro you are thinking of, President. It's not someone else's superpower."

Fukuzawa Yukichi froze on the spot.

"What?" Tanizaki Naomi asked curiously, "Is he a famous person? Sorry, I don't pay much attention to this..."

Qiye said: "He's just a painter, not worth mentioning."

"Is he a painter?"

Nanaya said so humbly, Naomi Tanizaki, who was a student before joining the detective agency and was in a state of knowing a little bit about everything, was thoughtful: "Wait, if you put it this way, this name is indeed familiar, but where did I hear it?

Said -"

Junichiro Tanizaki, who was also a student who studied hard in school before joining the company, heard his younger sister Naomi Tanizaki muttering as he passed by. He came up curiously and asked, and then burst into laughter.

"Of course I'm familiar with it. Mr. Nakajima's name is the same as the real name of Katsushika Hokusai who painted "The Great Wave off Kanagawa"!"

Tanizaki Naomi's uncomfortable feeling that she was obviously very familiar but just couldn't remember it finally disappeared, and she also laughed: "Hahaha, so that's it... eh?"

Atsushi Nakajima let out a dull "Eh".

Junichiro Tanizaki was very confused: "What's wrong?"

Tanizaki Naomi and Nakajima Atsushi looked at each other, and Nakajima Atsushi mustered up the courage to ask Dazai Osamu: "Mr. Dazai, when you just told the president, 'That's the one you want, president,' did you mean...

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"Atsushi-kun, there's nothing to misunderstand, right?" Osamu Dazai, who was obviously making a mistake, deliberately did not directly tell Nakajima Atsushi the answer.

Qiye couldn't stand it anymore and coughed: "I did use the nickname 'Katsushika Hokusai' once."

Because the atmosphere here was very strange, everyone at the celebration party quietly paid attention to this place. As soon as Qiye said this, everyone who was originally chatting stopped, and the entire cafe fell into silence.

Fortunately, although Katsushika Hokusai was invited, this time it was actually an internal celebration. Only the main members were present, and the general staff took a vacation directly. After all, Yokohama was like that, and many people's cars or homes were damaged.

It will take time to sort out the spread, and it will not scare ordinary people.

Fukuzawa Yukichi has already recovered.

He believed that Osamu Dazai, no matter how discreet he was, would never lie about this kind of thing. But when a man who had been dead for hundreds of years during the Edo period suddenly appeared and still looked so young, it was indeed difficult for people to accept it.

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Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at Nanaya's young face and was speechless for a long time. Finally, he could only say: "I have admired you for a long time, Mr. Katsushika Hokusai, and I like your paintings very much."

"Thank you for your appreciation." Qiye said calmly, "I feel honored that my work can be noticed by you."

Seeing two men in kimonos standing there talking, other people from the detective agency quietly hid aside and started talking.

"Hey, Dazai, what's going on?" Kunikida Doppo's first reaction was to look for Dazai Osamu, "You brought him here yesterday, right? He also stayed at your place last night. Who is he?"

Dazai Osamu was still the same, his tone was lazy, and he didn't look like he was going to answer seriously: "Hey - didn't you just say it just now? It's the painter Katsushika Hokusai himself... Ah, you can't say that, as'

The human Katsushika Hokusai has passed away. After all, he was a person from the Edo period. He who is still alive today is a monster."

Kunikida Duppo was silent for a moment and asked cautiously: "Are you trying to say that this person is a ghost?"

"He seems to be easy to get along with," Naomi Tanizaki said, "Even if he is a ghost, he should be a good ghost!"

Dazai Osamu chuckled.

Nakajima Atsushi was still in a daze: "Ah, if you put it this way, no wonder he said yesterday that I don't look like his daughter... I was also surprised that he looked so young. Could it be that his daughter has reached the age to give birth to a child as old as me?

Yet……"

"Because it's Katsushika Hokusai in his heyday." Dazai Osamu smiled enough and gave everyone some information, "Just think of him as a guardian deity of the land."

Everyone knew that there was no use in trying to get information out of Dazai Osamu's mouth. He would only say what he wanted to say. Seeing that he had already said that, they let him go.

Tanizaki Naomi was a little excited to see the textbook come to life: "Does the teacher like to eat cakes? Were there cakes in the Edo period? I will give him a plate..."

Yosano Akiko watched with complicated eyes as Tanizaki Naomi cheerfully took over after President Fukuzawa Yukichi left and started talking in the name of sending a cake.

She sighed softly, not knowing whether she was regretful that he did not come back from the dead, or glad that no one could touch the realm of death and pollute the soul of the dead.

Osamu Dazai glanced at her and said nothing.

No matter how much others say about the harm caused by the death of such an important person, it is of no use.

"Miss Yosano, Mr. Dazai, do you want to eat cake?" Atsushi Nakajima asked, feeling nothing. He had a small plate in his hand and was ready at any time.

Yosano Akiko came back to her senses and smiled: "Okay, please give me a small piece."

Compared to Yosano Akiko's reserved performance, Nanaya didn't hide her love for desserts much. He smiled unceremoniously when Tanizaki Naomi took the initiative to send the cake, and praised the delicious taste.

"My brother made the cake." Naomi Tanizaki's eyes sparkled, "Do you like cream?"

Qiye nodded.

“There’s more over here!”

So when Fukuzawa Yukichi went back to the office and woke up Edogawa Ranpo, what he saw was Nanaya, encouraged by Tanizaki Naomi, painting with cream.

Fukuzawa Yukichi did not bother Qiye, but silently took a closer look, feeling deeply saddened by the waste of natural resources.

Of course what he was sad about was not the cream, but the painting made of cream.

It is obvious that a great painter with a national treasure level painted a painting hundreds of years ago, but there is no way to preserve it!!! If you want to paint, you can say that there are pens, inks, paper and inkstones upstairs...

Edogawa Ranpo, who had overslept upstairs and had just followed Fukuzawa Yukichi down, was stunned for a moment, then looked at Dazai Osamu and said in a dissatisfied tone.

"Why not Sherlock Holmes?"

Dazai Osamu shrugged: "This one doesn't know."

Edogawa puffed up his face randomly and went to the side to eat snacks unhappily.

Atsushi Nakajima, who didn't understand what the two men were talking about at all, was full of questions: "What happened to Mr. Holmes?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered that I haven't read his biography yet." Dazai Osamu muttered, "What a loss."

Atsushi Nakajima was shocked: "Mr. Holmes also has a biography? Is he also a famous person?"

Dazai Osamu didn't have time to answer, and his phone suddenly vibrated. He took out his phone and took a look, showing a bored expression: "Ah... Although I guessed that he would come to me, I really don't want to see him."

After complaining, Dazai Osamu stood up, as if planning to retreat from the banquet to meet someone.

When he passed by the table where Qiye was painting, he was stopped by Qiye.

"Dazai-kun, I have something to give you." Nanaya took out an envelope from the sleeve of her kimono, "When I was packing the bedding today, I found a letter underneath, which said 'Dazai Osamu accepts'.

I didn't see it yesterday. It must have appeared suddenly. I'm not sure if you knew it, so I brought it to you without authorization. I'm sorry."

Osamu Dazai's eyes lit up and he took the envelope with a sincere smile: "How can I blame you? Thank you for bringing it for me."

Qiye watched Dazai Osamu leave and felt relieved.

He thought about it carefully and realized that Dazai Osamu's proposal yesterday was really good, so today he followed Dazai Osamu's wishes and tore out three pages of the "book" and put them in an envelope and gave them to Dazai.

This part of the book no longer has the energy of the Holy Grail fragments, but it is sufficient as a prop in Osamu Dazai's plan.

Isn't it just to give those people a target to rob? There are three pages that Dazai Osamu can use to make fakes. With Dazai Osamu's methods, no one will doubt whether it is genuine or not.

Even if Dazai Osamu tries to write something on the page and finds that there are no restrictions like what Nanaya once said, Nanaya is not worried about being suspected, because as of now, the only one who can take out the pages is a "book". Dazai

Zhi will use his clever little mind to come up with a reasonable explanation.

Waiting for Dazai Osamu outside was Sakaguchi Ango, who had not received any useful information at the port before and asked his subordinates to go back first. He took a slight detour and went outside the cafe to send a message to Dazai Osamu asking him to come out.

Sakaguchi Ango glanced at the young man in kimono who was painting with butter on the table by the window with complicated eyes, and turned to ask Dazai Osamu.

"Who is he? Is he really Katsushika Hokusai?"

"he is the one."

Dazai Osamu answered the question unexpectedly and readily, and Sakaguchi Ango almost thought he was dreaming.

"Are you kidding?" He looked at Osamu Dazai suspiciously.

"Of course not." Osamu Dazai, who had benefited from the "nursery rhyme", began to cover Nanaya, "It's not resurrection. You can think of it as the guardian spirit of Kanagawa. You may pop out of nowhere if you encounter any crisis."

Sakaguchi Ango also knows Dazai Osamu. Since Dazai Osamu said this, he doesn't need any evidence... It would be better to say that he is actually inclined to this answer.

"Will he continue to stay in Yokohama?" Even if it is not a supernatural event, this kind of strange event is under the control of the Special Agent Division, and he must be prepared for everything.

"If you think about it, you should know that there is a time limit for this kind of thing." Dazai Osamu shrugged, "But don't worry, at most he will just wander around Kanagawa, and then..."

Sakaguchi Ango asked: "Then what?"

"Then he will keep improving his painting skills and paint until he disappears. He said he wanted to become a real painter."

Sakaguchi Ango: “…………”

They are already national treasures! This is not even considered a painter! What kind of qualifications are there?! The requirements for myself are too high!

But recalling what the master said in his later years, "If you give me another ten years to live, I will become a real painter"... Sakaguchi Ango sighed deeply in his heart.

Maybe this is a master who has extremely high requirements for himself and strives for excellence. What he pursues is no longer painting, but a state of mind.

"I understand." Sakaguchi Ango pushed up his glasses, "Since he will leave soon, there is no need for him to go to the Special Agents Division."

Isn't that why Dazai Osamu told him this?

Dazai Osamu chuckled lightly and said nothing.

"Although I am very touched to meet this master, if possible, I still hope that we humans can protect Yokohama..." Sakaguchi Ango sighed casually, but was unexpectedly picked up by Osamu Dazai.

"You are right. You have already counted the troubles that Yokohama will encounter in the future, right?"

Sakaguchi Ango: "...Eh?"

At the same time, Qiye looked at his cream painting with satisfaction in the cafe.

At this moment, he felt unprecedented happiness and relaxation since he came to this world.

Let Dazai Osamu solve all the troubles in this world! Finally, they have nothing to do with him! Next, it’s vacation!

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