Yokohama has a psychic

"doing what……"

The half-spoken words stopped abruptly when he saw the pointed smile on his girlfriend's face, and the temperature on his face rose little by little. Under the more meaningful gaze of the other party, Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath, He lowered his head and quickly pecked her lips lightly.

Then look away and dare not look at her again.

Suzumiya Asaka's complexion was a bit weird, she rubbed her lips that had been kissed, and blinked: "I didn't expect Zhong to be so bold, I thought you only dared to kiss my face."

"Hey! Don't push yourself too far!"

The orange-haired youth froze, and then glared dissatisfiedly at his cheap and obedient girlfriend, but in Suzumiya Asaxia's eyes, that could only be regarded as coquettish at best.

Suzumiya Asaka smiled and tapped the other party's lips: "But then again, does Chuya think that just now is called a kiss?"

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't hesitate: "Of course...huh? Isn't it?"

After seeing the other party's obvious disapproval expression, his eyes widened slightly.

Under the mocking eyes of his girlfriend, he could only turn his face away and hum softly in disbelief: "But I see that other people are doing the same."

Such an innocent and lovely boyfriend...

Suzumiya Asaxia could hardly hold back the corners of her lips that kept rising, but considering her boyfriend's thin skin, she still restrained her smile: "Where did you see that?"

"It's just that when you are on a mission, sometimes when you pass by the square, you will see..." Zhong Yuanzhong also remembered the scenes he had seen before, and turned his head in embarrassment, the faint pink on his earlobes spread all the way to his face.

Suzumiya Asaka looked at her shy boyfriend who was about to smoke, and finally felt her conscience to let him go, and stretched out her hand to straighten his half of the cheek, looking at each other, she suddenly chuckled.

"It must have not been carefully read."

"Kiss, that's it."

Touching the choker on the other's neck with one hand, feeling the pulse of her fingertips, she slowly leaned forward, lowered her head and kissed those lips that were thinking about him day and night.

Prying open his lips and teeth, gently sucking on the tip of the other's tongue, the faint sweetness of fructose blended and diffused in his mouth and teeth, and Zhong Yuanzhong finally came back to his senses, holding the back of the person in front of him with one hand, and turned her back. pressed down.

The new round of attack was initiated by the opponent, and Suzumiya Asaka had no chance to fight back in the opponent's tough attack. In the confusion, she only felt that the tip of her tongue was a little numb when she was kissed, and she pushed it away when she couldn't hold it anymore. He kissed his boyfriend, but the other party licked his lips as if he still had something to say, his azure blue eyes were dyed with an extremely bright luster like broken diamonds.

Suzumiya Asaka panted slightly and covered his lips to express his refusal, then gently pulled the other party to lie beside her, and then slipped into his arms.

Like a small animal absorbing the warmth of the people around him, Suzumiya Asaka rubbed against his chest and sighed: "I feel a little lost."

"Ok?"

Zhongyuan, who was still reminiscing about the wonderful feeling just now, couldn't react.

Then I saw the girl in my arms raised her head, her eyes were filled with resentment: "Chuya really learned too fast, it makes me feel like I have taught the disciples to starve the master to death."

Central Plains also snorted twice arrogantly, pinched the girl's bulging cheeks: "Now that I know, let's see if you dare to provoke me next time."

I was wrong, but I dare.

Suzumiya Asaka silently bbped in her heart.

The sky was about to light up, and the eastern end was faintly stained with a layer of fish-belly white, Suzumiya Asaxia slowly sat up on her knees, watching the sunrise rise little by little from the white end, and the light gradually illuminated the earth.

She wanted to push the people around her to let him enjoy the magnificent scene together, but she found that he had fallen asleep again, his chest rose and fell slightly with the rhythm of his breathing, there was a suspicious mark on the corner of his mouth, and one hand was on hers. Sleeping on all fours at the waist, I can still hear a little snoring when I bend slightly.

This guy slept soundly.

Suzumiya Asaka brushed away the slightly messy orange hair on his cheeks for him, and then dropped a light kiss on the end of his eyes.

Go to sleep, I'm here.

****

There is an old Red Cross building on the uphill section of the Yokohama Harbor. The Armed Detective Agency is located on the fourth floor. Usually, the door of the Armed Detective Agency is always empty, but today an unexpected visitor came.

Wearing a silver shawl and a white felt hat, the girl standing in front of the door wrapped herself tightly, and her calf was covered by knee-length snow-white boots, and the skin exposed under the skirt was white and delicate.

The temperature in Yokohama has begun to drop suddenly in recent days, the sky is smoky gray and misty, and when we get up in the morning and open the window, a tree is crumbling with frost flowers on the branches and leaves, and there is a tendency to see the first snowfall of this year.

Suzumiya Asaka put her hands together and breathed lightly, rubbed her frozen fingers, and then knocked on the iron door leaning against the wall.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Dazai here?"

A man wearing a tender white leather armor, a black shirt and a braid tied behind his head quickly came out of the door. He pushed the square glasses frame on the tip of his nose with a serious expression: "Hello miss, I It's Kunikida Doppo, may I ask what you can do with Dazai?"

So he is Kunikida Doppo?

Suzumiya Asaka recalled the thunderous voice from Dazai's phone call last time, and compared with the gentle-looking person in front of her, it seemed that she was not the same person.

She didn't struggle too much, took out the mobile phone from her small satchel, operated it twice, and handed it to the person in front of her.

"Mr. Dazai sent me here."

In fact, she didn't intend to respond to Dazai Osamu's invitation at first, but the exchange of information proposed by the other party was a bit tempting. She was really curious about the last dragon slaying battle, and what Nakahara went through to get here.

It would be great if Osamu Dazai could really tell her.

After being told that Osamu Dazai was not here at this time, she followed Kunikida to the side and sat down on the reception sofa. A thin boy with white hair and white eyes shyly handed him a cup of warm black tea. She thanked her and gently Taking a sip, the lukewarm liquid in her stomach made her somewhat cold body burn a lot.

Dare to let her go out in such cold weather, and let her pigeons.

Osamu Dazai, she remembered him.

He casually picked up the newspaper placed next to the sofa and flipped through it absently, while observing this so-called armed detective agency out of the corner of his eye.

The room is not big, but everyone's position and items are arranged fairly neatly. There are not many people in the detective agency at this time. According to Mr. Kunikida, most of their members are now out to handle cases. Apart from him, the only ones left behind were the white-haired boy Atsushi Nakajima, and another famous detective who was nestling in a chair and eating snacks—Ranpo Edogawa.

Maybe it was because her scrutinizing eyes were not subtle enough. The detective put down the potato chips he couldn't put it down in his hand, and waved at her cheerfully like a child: "Miss, do you want to come and have snacks with me?"

Suzumiya Asaka blinked: "No need."

Then he paused, and asked curiously:

"Detective, is this your supernatural ability? As long as you activate the ability, you can know everything?"

"Hmm," Edogawa puffed his cheeks in displeasure, "For a famous detective who sees through everything, any question is an offense."

"But for the sake of your ignorance, I can barely forgive your rudeness."

It looks like "I am such a magnanimous person, please thank me" written on his face. Although he is 26 years old, he still maintains a childlike innocence, but it is undeniable that Suzumiya Asaka likes this simple and cute of people.

She smiled: "Then I am very grateful to Mr. Detective for forgiving my impoliteness. I wonder if I have the honor to see your supernatural power?"

Edogawa glanced at her expression randomly, and realized that she was really just curious, so he raised his hand and put on his glasses, his green eyes opened, and the wind blowing from nowhere lifted his cloak and Broken hair, he read out the name of the power activation: "—a detective."

In Suzumiya Asaka's line of sight, she could see the man in front of him nodding his head after activating his ability, and muttering in his mouth: "I see, I see."

So what did you find out?

Edogawa took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose in a random manner, and propped his chin clearly: "I understand, the lady did accept the invitation of Osamu Dazai, and the reason why he agreed to his invitation must be for your sake." Boyfriend, one of the five major cadres of the Port Mafia, probably Zhongyuan Zhongye."

"What?!" The remaining two in the detective agency exclaimed in unison.

Which Central Plains Chuya, is it the Central Plains Chuya they thought?That Hong Kong gangster's number one gravitational force and violent maniac actually has a girlfriend?

Which hero is so desperate?

Then the two looked at the black-haired girl who was quietly sitting on the sofa, and their eyes were wrong. That kind of sympathy was mixed with a trace of admiration, and the admiration was mixed with a trace of astonishment in the complex eyes, which made the mood of Suzumiya Asaxia who was being looked at be very uncomfortable. It's a bit complicated.

What kind of existence is Zhongya in the Central Plains in their hearts?

She opened her mouth, trying to justify her boyfriend's name: "... Chuya, although he is proficient in smoking, drinking, and fighting, he is still a mafia cadre. He has killed many hostile organizations and demolished them if he disagreed... Cough, But he is indeed a good man... Hey, what are your expressions?"

Everyone wanted to shake her collar and roar to wake her up. Isn't this love filter too heavy?From the series of prefixes just now, how did he come to the conclusion that he is a good person!

"Well, in short, it's fine if you like it yourself." Edogawa shrugged indiscriminately, obviously not interested in her emotional experience, and leaned back with his hands behind his head, "By the way, that guy Dazai wants to came back."

As soon as the words fell, accompanied by the crisp sound of the wind chimes colliding when the door was pushed, a sweet voice that seemed to have been soaked in a honeypot sounded at the same time: "Ala, Xiao Qianxia has figured it out, so she just threw it away. Will you lay down that slug to die in love with me?"

Suzumiya Asaka: ...

Obviously he called her out first, so he doesn't quite understand his current confusing behavior.