Everyday ordinary of Miss Miura

Seeing Miura Haru again, Urahara Kisuke was obviously very happy, and the way he expressed his happiness was very simple and straightforward, that is, he took out all the signature snacks in the store and gave her, so now Miura Haru is sitting at the table, There was a bunch of strange snacks in front of him, Toshirō Hitsugaya was sitting beside him, Kisuke Urahara and Yoruichi Shifuin were directly opposite, and Renji Asai, whom he had seen in Soul World, was sitting beside them .

"Ah, I haven't seen you for a while, Xiaochun seems to have matured."

Kisuke Urahara still wore his green and white striped hat, waving a folding fan in his hand, looked at Haru Miura and said with a smile.

"Eh? Yes...is there?"

Haru Miura looked up at him in surprise, with doubts in his grape-colored eyes:

"Mr. Urahara, are you saying that my appearance is mature? I always feel that I should be someone who doesn't change much."

"Not really."

Kisuke Urahara put down his fan and looked at the girl with gentle eyes:

"There is a change that is a change of heart, not a change of appearance."

Yoichi Sifengin nodded at the side:

"Kisuke is right, Xiaochun, your eyes are calmer now than the last time I saw you, well, although compared with Captain Hitsugaya next to you, he is indeed more old-fashioned!"

"What... what?!"

The white-haired boy who had done nothing but drink tea silently was inexplicably dissed, and wanted to cry for justice for himself, but in the face of absolute strength, he decided to bow his head and continue to make a background board.

"Speaking of... I didn't expect Renji-kun to live here too."

Haru Miura looked at the red-haired Asai Renji, and saw that he was wearing jeans and a yellow T-shirt, revealing the black tattoos on his arms, and the headbands he used to tie his hair were also colorful. It feels like a street boy in Harajuku, and it would be even cooler if you add a headset.

"A Sanjing-kun is already using this place for the second time."

Kisuke Urahara spread out his fan again and shook it, and Renji Asai answered his words and explained:

"Ah, yes, the last time I stayed at the Urahara store was to investigate the Bawente incident, I think it's good to live here, so after this mission sent me over, I still asked Mr. Urahara to let me live here gone."

"Well, even though you said that, but in order not to be complained by Yu and Jinta, you are a freelancer, so you usually work hard for the small shop."

Urahara Kisuke smiled like a sneaky cat, and said while waving his fan.

"Eh? What kind of work are they?"

Miura Haru was a little curious, and Asai Renji's expression immediately became a little embarrassed, and Sifengin Yeichi, who had been covering his mouth by the side, said:

"It's nothing, it's just daily cleaning, helping Tie Zhai with cooking and so on."

"Eh? Renji-kun is amazing."

It was hard to imagine the scene where the muscular Asai Renji was doing housework with a broom and mop. Haru Miura looked at the red-haired Grim Reaper with admiration.

A Sanjing Renji looked at her with adoring eyes, and felt that cold sweat was about to roll off his forehead.

"So, Xiaochun, what is the purpose of your visit this time?"

Kisuke Urahara suddenly returned to the subject, and Miura Haru, who was watching Renji Asai and the two children beside him with a smile, restrained his expression when he heard this sentence, bowed his head and hesitated.Seeing this, Toshirō Hitsugaya suddenly put down his teacup and got up:

"I heard that there is a training ground here, and I am a little curious, can I go and have a look?"

"Whatever you want, let Mr. Asanjing take you there, and by the way, you can also compete with each other down there."

Kisuke Urahara nodded, and the red-haired Reaper also stood up after hearing the order, and took Toshirō Hitsugaya with the two children to the underground training ground, making it clear that he deliberately left space for Haru Miura.

From a certain point of view, these people who can become high-ranking gods of death are all subtle.

Whispering Tetsusai also got up and said that he was going to the kitchen to make another pot of tea. After he left, only Miura Haru and the two strong Shinigami were left in the room.Haru Miura took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, before speaking.

On the other side, inside the Yokohama Armed Detective Agency, the famous detective Edogawa Ranpo put his head on the table, bored:

"The recent cases are all unremarkable, and there is no need for a real-name detective. In various senses, it is really boring."

"That's not what it says,"

Yosano Akiko passed by him with the document, and handed him a box of Pretz:

"From a macro point of view, there are no complicated cases, which means that the recent law and order is still good. Maybe our detective agency can get an extra rest day."

"Hmm...do you think so?"

Luanbu opened the packaging box, glanced at the taste, and found that it was cheese, and frowned:

"Cheese flavor...? Pretz's cheese taste is a little hard to describe, just like the situation in Yokohama Sansha at this time."

"So disgusting? Then you don't have to eat it."

Yosano Akiko reached out and took a Pretz from the box in Ranbu's hand, put it in her mouth, chewed it for a while, and then said:

"It's okay, it just tastes ordinary."

"So it's like the current Yokohama Sansha."

"What the hell do you mean? Chaos?"

Yosano Akiko blinked, not quite understanding what this meant.

"I mean..."

Luanbu threw another Pretz into his mouth, leaned back on the sofa, put his legs on the table, and then slowly explained:

"The current relationship between the three Yokohama shrines is simply mediocre, ordinary, without a balance between bright spots and exciting points."

"Is not it good?"

Yosano Akiko asked, and the detective stretched out his hand to straighten his hat before saying:

"It's not that it's not good, but it was obviously still in a state of tension before, and suddenly transitioned to this peaceful state. There is not even a transition period, and I feel a little uncomfortable all of a sudden."

"I see."

Yosano Akiko finally understood the meaning of Ranbu, she was silent for a while, and laughed out loud:

"I didn't expect that Ranpo would miss the tense atmosphere of both parties."

"What are you laughing at? I'm telling the truth, right? Obviously, our armed detective agency and Hong Kong gangsters are enemies, and Dunjun joined the detective agency because he was offered a bounty by the other party. So that kind of tense atmosphere is more suitable for each other. Just It seems that Pretz must be eaten with salty or umami flavors to be considered enjoyable, and the bland taste of cheese is not suitable at all.”

Edogawa Luanbu slowly stuffed Pretz into his mouth, while Yosano Akiko looked at him calmly and shook his head:

"Isn't it an accident that this situation happened now? After all, the suspicious supernatural beings who appeared in Yokohama almost caused a fight between the Pengelie family and Hong Kong gangsters. If there was an armed fight, the president would never sit idly by." , At that time, it will be a big fight. To be honest, it is a good thing to resolve the misunderstanding one second before the fight broke out, no matter from any point of view."

"Ah, you're right."

Edogawa Ranpo's voice suddenly became serious:

"This matter is far from over. That special supernatural person is the biggest hidden danger."

"..."

Yosano Akiko did not speak, and his expression became serious.

But after a while, Edogawa Ranpo's tone became brisk again:

"It's okay, it will be resolved. It's just really a little surprising that Peng Gelie's Judaimu is so young. And he lives in the next door, Nishimori Town. No matter how you think about it, it's incredible. But by his Join, I believe things will be resolved in a short time."

Edogawa Ranpo's determined tone made Yosano Akiko a little curious:

"Ranbu, did you deduce the direction and outcome of the matter from the very beginning?"

The detective lowered his hat, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised:

"Of course, I'm a detective after all. And..."

He opened his eyes, those green eyes like Dongling Jade shone with wisdom:

"I guess that guy Dazai will be very happy next time, right?"

"Eh? Dazai?"

Yosano Akiko blinked.

At the same time, Osamu Dazai was walking alone on the streets of Binsheng, with one hand in his pocket and the other hand, holding an open newspaper. While looking at the address on the newspaper, he said to himself language:

"The headquarters of Bingsheng Evening News should be not far from the station... But I haven't found it after walking for so long, maybe I got lost?"

He stopped, looked around the surrounding buildings, and found that the words "Bingsheng Evening News" could not be found in this circle of buildings. He sighed and lowered his head:

"Hey... If it weren't for the fact that my phone is out of battery and I can't use the map, I should have walked to the headquarters of Bingsheng Evening News by now, right?"

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, pressed the power button for a long time without giving up, and finally accepted the fact that there was no battery, so he could only admit that he was unlucky and continue walking around.

Suddenly, he found a woman in front of him carrying a bunch of things in her hand, including a bag of oranges that was about to break due to the gravity. Osamu Dazai stepped forward and gently reminded:

"Ma'am, your bag is going to burst."

Then he reached out to help her hold the bottom of the bag.

"Huh? Thank you!"

This is a gentle lady with short brown hair. She took out another bag and put it on the outer layer of the bag that was about to crack, while expressing her gratitude to Osamu Dazai:

"Today just caught up with the discount in the supermarket. I bought too much if I didn't pay attention. Thank you sir for reminding me."

"It's my honor to be able to help you."

Osamu Dazai gave her a gentlemanly salute, and the lady took an orange from the bag and handed it to him:

"Be careful, please don't take offense."

"This......"

Osamu Dazai had never been reciprocated so directly and simply, and he stood there for a while, while the gentle lady chuckled and put the orange in his hand:

"Thank you very much. It would be a headache if all the oranges fell."

"Well, yes."

Osamu Dazai finally came back to his senses, looked at the orange in his hand, and suddenly felt a sense of joy in his heart, then he looked at the lady with a clean smile:

"Ma'am, I would like to ask, do you know how to get to the headquarters of Bingsheng Evening News?"

When Osamu Dazai was standing at the gate of the headquarters of Bingsheng Evening News, he suddenly stopped, unfolded the newspaper in his hand, confirmed the address again, and opened the gate.

Edogawa Ranpo threw the empty Pretz box in the trash can, turned around and said to Akiko Yosano with a smile:

"Next time I'm going to try the Lay's Potato Chips with red wine and sea salt."

"Huh? Such a strange taste?"

"Well, this sour, astringent and endless aftertaste feeling is very similar to Dazai."

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'Because doing something meaningful is in itself an enjoyment of life. '

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