Everyday ordinary of Miss Miura

After coming out of the bookstore, Nakahara also bid farewell to Harun Miura, but when he heard that Harun Miura often came to Yokohama to buy things, he took the initiative to exchange phone numbers with her, and said what happened to Harun Miura in Yokohama in the future Please feel free to call him anytime.Haru Miura felt that this development was really weird, and seeing Nakahara Nakaya's serious expression, she suddenly felt a little guilty for her doubts about him.

But...she still cares about that photo very much.

"You can tell me before you come to Yokohama next time, and I will find you a place to accompany you and protect you by the way."

Nakahara Chuya turned around to leave, and said this to Haru Miura. After hearing this, the girl was moved and guilty, which made her smile unknowingly a little distorted:

"Thank you... Thank you, Mr. Zhongyuan, you are too polite."

"Well, I feel that you have a physique that is easy to be found by trouble, so you'd better be careful."

The red-haired young man straightened his hat, and said something that could be called too straight, which sounded very weird. Miura Haru's already distorted smile became even more embarrassed when he heard this sentence, and the corner of his mouth twitched.Wu Hutui next to her inadvertently raised his head and glanced at her. Seeing this curious smile, he paused, then silently turned his head to look at the flower seller on the street, pretending he didn't see anything.

Before Miura Haru could react, Nakahara Nakaya turned around, raised the "Flower of Evil" in his hand, and said loudly:

"Okay, I'm leaving, remember to send me a text message when you come back to Bingsheng."

Then his figure gradually faded away, Miura Haru stood on the spot and looked at that figure from behind, for a long while, he said to himself:

"Why do you always feel that what Mr. Zhongyuan said just now has the feeling of an old lady?"

Akita Fujishiro also looked at that figure for a long time, and suddenly said:

"Probably because...he is a more worried character. Also, he feels a little special to me."

"Something special?"

Haru Miura looked down at the two daggers:

"Mr. Tui also thinks that Mr. Zhongyuan gives you a very special feeling?"

The little boy with pale blond hair echoed while holding a book:

"I feel the same way as Akita. When I meet Mr. Nakahara face to face, I always feel that he is somewhat similar to us."

Hearing this, Miura Haru opened his eyes in surprise:

"Somewhat similar to you? What do you mean?"

"Aura."

Akita Fujishiro took over the conversation, and when he saw Miura Haru cast his eyes on himself, he suddenly became a little nervous, took a deep breath, and said:

"Mr. Zhongyuan... the feeling of the aura is like... a god...he has the breath of a god on his body."

"Could it be that he is also a land god or an agent of a god?"

Hearing Akita's statement, Miura Haru's first thought was the reason similar to his own situation, but the pink-haired boy shook his head and continued:

"It's not like that, Mr. Zhongyuan's aura and source of power are more like emanating from himself."

"It feels more and more complicated..."

Haru Miura frowned, and suddenly sighed in frustration:

"Anyway, let's have afternoon tea first. I won't discuss about Mr. Zhongyuan for the time being. What I'm wondering now is why he has a photo of Yiping in his hand."

It's really weird.

Miura Haru thought so, while continuing to take the dagger to the coffee shop that he had agreed upon earlier.

I came to this cafe called "Whirlpool" again. Standing in front of the red brick European-style building, looking up at the sign on the door, Haru Miura explained to the two daggers:

"This is a super treasure cafe that I found in Yokohama last time. Not only the coffee is good here, but the desserts should also be good. Last time I ordered a strawberry parfait and it was super delicious. This time I plan to Get another dessert."

Haru Miura is a super pastry lover, and his eyes shine when talking about desserts.

"Jingle Bell--"

After pushing the door open, the bell on the door rang crisply. After one person walked in with two knives, he was facing their gray-haired middle-aged man in waiter uniform, who was the owner of the cafe, and said friendly words to them. A "welcome".

"Welcome, huh? You are the lady who came here not long ago. It's a great honor to welcome you again today."

The only waitress in the cafe stepped forward to take the three of them to the booth, when she suddenly recognized Miura Haru.

"Thank you, I didn't expect you to remember me."

Miura Haru was a little surprised, and then followed the other party to the booth, only then did she realize that there was already a group of people in the cafe, and there were several familiar faces in it.

"Isn't this Miss Xiaochun? We meet again!"

Osamu Dazai suddenly stood up from a certain booth, and waved his hands wildly at her. Beside him, a young man with blond hair, glasses and casual clothes was almost hit by his hand, and was looking at him frowning.

"Eh? Mr. Dazai?"

Haru Miura also felt that it was a coincidence to see each other here, and what surprised her even more was that she also saw the brother and sister who had won the big prize that she met in the pedestrian street before, and Atsushi Nakajima.

What day is it?Should she go buy a lottery ticket?

"Miss Xiaochun! Thank you very much! The amulet you gave me is really useful!"

Atsushi Nakajima suddenly ran out from Osamu Dazai's table and ran in front of Haru Miura. He was about to bend down and bow to her, but he staggered and fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, inexplicably turning into "Thank you", Miura Haru was so frightened that he shook his head crazily:

"Dun...Dun Jun, what are you doing?"

Giving her such a big gift for no reason?She was so scared that she almost blurted out "Ai Qing's life".

"Sorry, I'm just so excited!"

Atsushi Nakajima stood up blushing on both hands and feet, with two spots of pink on his cheeks, and flickering eyes:

"Because Miss Xiaochun's amulet saved me and Jinghua, we are very grateful. We planned to visit Asakusa Shrine tomorrow, but we suddenly received a mission, so the travel plan will be delayed."

"Thank you."

After Atsushi Nakajima finished speaking, a dark blue long-haired girl in a red printed kimono also came over, stood beside him, and also bowed to Haru Miura.

Suddenly being greeted with big gifts one after another, Miura Haru couldn't calm down:

"I... I didn't do anything, you guys... really don't need to be so serious, this will make me feel like a god statue, being enshrined by you, and I may be able to spit out gold from my mouth later..."

Before she finished speaking, Dazai Osamu's exaggerated laughter suddenly broke out:

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha... Er goose goose goose...Dun Jun, Xiao Jinghua, Miss Xiaochun said that you are worshiping God!"

His laughter was so exaggerated, he even danced, and reached out to pat the shoulder of the blond young man next door. The latter's forehead kept twitching, and suddenly he stretched out his hand and slashed Dazai Osamu's head:

"Your laughter is so pervasive, idiot!"

"...It's too much...Mr. Kunikida..."

The brown-haired young man faced the table, and a muffled voice came from below.

Looking at this scene, Miura Haru couldn't help but quietly moved a little to the side.

That blond young man seems to be a very powerful Yazi, she is a bit afraid of pia...

"It's Xiaochun, you sit here."

Another hand stretched out from the booth behind Osamu Dazai, followed by a head wearing an octagonal hat, the voice was lazy and inexplicably full of childlike innocence:

"It's me, it's me, Detective Ranpo Edogawa."

"Huh? Mr. Ranpo?"

The memory of looking for seaweed-flavored crispy noodles together in the snack shop came back, and Haru Miura looked at him in surprise.Edogawa nodded in disorder, and the squinted eyes behind the lens seemed to have a pure smile:

"Leave them alone, and bring your brothers to sit with me."

"Eh? Is it okay?"

Haru Miura blinked and asked, and then suddenly found that after Edogawa Luanbu called her over to join the table, the others fell silent as if the pause button was pressed, and everyone stared at her with peasy eyes. looking at them both.

Haru Miura shivered, feeling strangely cold, seeing Edogawa waving again and again, she took the short knives and walked towards his booth.

When she sat across from Edogawa with the short knives, she saw a huge banana ice cream boat on the table, and a can of... glass balls?

"It's the glass balls in the caps of Pozi soda bottles, I collected them."

The childlike detective took out two from a bottle filled with glass balls, and gave each of Haru Miura's short knives one on each side:

"Take it well, this is a gift from a famous detective!"

His tone was full of complacency, and one couldn't help feeling that he was like a child showing off his toys.

"thanks……"

Wuhu took the glass ball back and looked carefully in his hand. Akita Fujishiro raised the glass ball up to the big chandelier in the store, and found that the glass ball reflected colorful phantoms.

"Amazing……"

He is not only emotional.

Edogawa Ranpo's voice became even more proud:

"It's all because I polish it seriously every day, so it has such a beautiful light."

After all, he pushed the untouched banana boat in front of one man and two knives, saying:

"I just ordered it, and I haven't eaten a bite yet, so you can eat it."

"Eh? No need, I can order by myself, Mr. Ranpo, let's eat."

Miura Harun wanted to shake his head and refuse, but Ranpo didn't give her a chance to refuse, so he pushed three ice cream scoops in front of her again, and said:

"This is super delicious! By the way, I also suggest that you can order this week's premium Austrian cream coffee to go with it."

"But…"

"You're welcome, you're welcome!"

Edogawa Ranpo stuffed the spoon into Miura Haru's hand enthusiastically and resolutely, then sat down, looked at Miura Haru with his chin in his hands, and saw the girl finally made up his mind and extended the spoon to the green tea When it was above the ice cream, he suddenly opened his eyes.

These are a pair of very beautiful emerald green eyes, full of wisdom and childlike innocence.

"You're welcome Xiaochun, after all you will be a guest of our Armed Detective Agency."

"what?!"

The spoon just stopped, and Miura Haru looked at Edogawa in disbelief, unable to say a word for a long time.However, the detective has closed his eyes and turned back to squinting:

"Well, you have encountered something very confusing right now? Since you already know that we are an armed detective agency, and you have also come to the whirlpool cafe that we cooperate with, you can ask us for help."

With careful thinking and clear logic, he is indeed a man with an open mind.

Haru Miura blinked, and he was relieved for a long time:

"Mr. Ranpo is right, I do have a very doubtful thing."

She reached out to scoop up a spoonful of matcha ice cream and ate it.

An hour later, Miura Haru left with a dagger, and the members of the armed detective agency who had been on different decks all stepped forward and walked around Edogawa.

"Mr. Ranpo, what is Miss Xiaochun's request?"

Atsushi Nakajima asked, Edogawa Ranpo grabbed a piece of potato chips and took a bite before saying:

"A simple, not-so-simple request, well...Maybe Dazai-kun is needed for help."

"Eh? Mr. Dazai?"

Atsushi Nakajima subconsciously looked at the brown-haired young man. The young man blinked and gave him a wink. The silver-haired young man said that he didn't look very reliable.

Edogawa Ranpo put his eyes on Dazai Osamu, and then said slowly:

"Xiaochun wants to know who Zhongyuan Zhongye is."

"..."

Hearing this sentence, everyone was silent first, and then screamed:

"what?!!!!"

Edogawa lowered his octagonal hat in random steps, and raised the corners of his mouth, hiding his achievements and fame.

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'Doubt is addictive, and once it pops up, it tends to spread like a cumulus cloud with astonishing speed. '

—— Edogawa Ranpo