Don't get in the way of my marriage

Is there anything in the world more refreshing than the super loud shouting of Chaos Walking?

The answer is of course no.

In fact, Yuan had already woken up as early as he was flopping around and getting up.

After Luanbu yelled like this, he instantly dispelled the daze he had just woken up, and he felt refreshed immediately.

"Master Ranbu's head hurts!"

As soon as he sat up, a stray cat that reeked of a hangover rushed towards him.

Before he had time to get entangled in the slightly weird posture of the two of them, Yuan put his hand on the head of Mao Mao in his arms reflexively and pressed it.

Genji, the famous detective with a hangover, is worth owning.

"Do you want to ask for leave?"

Gentleman pressed down, Yuan asked softly.

The person in his arms nodded slightly.

I have a splitting headache, an unbearable stinky smell all over my body, a sore throat, and a very uncomfortable stomach. In this situation, even a detective can't force himself to go to work.

"So why drink..."

Seeing Yuan was about to start the lecture he hated the most, he raised his hands to cover his ears chaotically and uncooperatively.

Anyway, it's Shinnosuke's fault!

Ugh.

Maintaining the current posture, he pressed his head to Ranbu for a while.

"Goo-"

A famous detective's stomach growled out of embarrassment.

Holding back a smile, Yuan: "Speaking of which, Luanbu got drunk too early last night and didn't eat anything." He gestured to get up.

I don't know if Luanbu is a hangover, but it's always right to drink porridge anyway.

Before he could stand up, the pulling sensation from the skirt made him bow his head.

"Master Ranpo is going to wash up."

There is a strange smell in the mouth, and the smell on the body is absolutely unbearable.

Hearing what he said, Yuan nodded in agreement, and reached out to help Luanbu up, but the latter directly grabbed his clothes and climbed up.

"I don't want to walk."

The reason is short and to the point.

Source: ...well.

After carrying the person into the bathroom, putting the hot water on, and confirming that the other person does not need his other services, Yuan put down Ranpo's pajamas and left.

When I came to the kitchen, there were still some seafood ingredients that I didn't use last night in the refrigerator.

Peel the shrimp, pick the fish meat, slice the abalone, and cook them together with the millet porridge. The next time I yelled "Nobusuke" in disorder, the aroma of seafood porridge began to waft from the pot.

In the bathroom, Ranbu, who had already changed his clothes, sat barefoot by the bathtub, and raised his hands naturally when Yuan appeared.The meaning of hugging is self-evident.

"The porridge will probably be boiled for another ten minutes, so watch TV first."

Helping Luanbu dry his hair, Yuan put him on the sofa, after all he didn't take a shower all night.

Drinking honey water, Luanbu casually waved his hands at Yuan, and his eyes shifted to the TV after a while.

……

After finishing the porridge, the two of them nestled into the sofa together to enjoy this leisurely day.

After lying down for a while, Ranbu approached Yuan from the other side of the sofa.

The hand that grabbed Yuan put it on his head, making the sound of wanting a head massage.

It has always been a hand used to harvest life, but after encountering Ranpo, its function was completely changed.

Stomach rubbing, head massage, hugging, I wonder if other home functions will be developed in the future.

The childish programs on TV were still going on, but Ranbu, nestled in Yuan's arms, fell asleep again at some point.

Inadvertently lowering her head, looking at the sleeping face of the boy in her arms, Yuan's cold heart that had been lonely for a long time suddenly felt an indescribable warmth.

The hands around Luanbu tightened slightly, presumably this is the so-called companionship.

No job, no work at home, time is fleeting.

Another two months passed, one afternoon.

Minamoto is cleaning Shinta's sink.

The phone he put aside suddenly rang twice, and the screen showed that a new text message had been received.

"Pick up at Pier 26 at ten o'clock in the evening."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, here we come.

before that……

"Sorry sorry, I suddenly received a new job, so..."

Inside the detective agency, Yuan folded his hands together, with an apologetic and flattering smile on his face.

Because the work came quite suddenly, the barbecue he and Ranpo had originally planned could only be put on hold temporarily.

"Hmph, if it's because of work, there's really no way."

On the swivel chair, Luanbu reluctantly expressed his unhappiness, "But!"

A white hand stretched out in front of Yuan.

The very upright Yuan immediately took out a few beautifully decorated bags from the pile of luggage behind him. From the unsealed bag openings, he could still smell the faint aroma of snacks.

Hugging the snack bag in his arms, Ranpo put on his glasses and checked that it was filled with an apology gift made by Minamoto himself, then took out a hot donut from it.

Take a big bite.

"Well, it's not bad."

"Senior Yuan."

Fukuzawa Yukichi did not know when he came behind the two, his face still had the same solemn expression all year round, as if he had something to say to Yuan.

With a lot of luggage packed for Ranpo, Minamoto followed Fukuzawa Yukichi to the president's office.

"Does Fukuzawa want to ask me about my work this time? Unfortunately, I can't tell you."

But if you ask Luanpo, Yuan can't control it.

For things like this, even if everyone knows it well, there must still be an attitude of secrecy on the surface.

Hearing the hidden meaning in the source's words, Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded lightly, "This time the leading struggle..."

As soon as others started to start, Yuan had already guessed the content of the following paragraph, and he interrupted aloud because he didn't want to hear the truth.

"Ahh! By the way, about Ranpo, there are some things that Fukuzawa needs to pay attention to."

Fukuzawa Yukichi: The topic change is too blunt, Minamoto-senpai.

……

At night, in the port conflict area full of gunfire and screams, a dark car drove through the dense hail of bullets, and finally stopped at the quiet and deserted Pier 26.

Yuan, dressed in black, got off the car when the minute hand reached 59 o'clock and walked towards a cargo ship docked on the shore.

After walking a few steps, wisps of misty mist started from the freighter, spread to where Yuan was, and finally wrapped Yuan's whole body in the mist.

At this time, a golden figure slowly appeared behind Yuan.

It's just that this scene only lasted for a few seconds. Yuan's ability, that is, the golden figure, quickly turned into a golden film, covering all parts of its owner's body, isolating Yuan from the mist. Come.

Not far away, a young man with white hair walked out, and as he walked, the fog behind him gradually dissipated, and several agents who had already lost their breath lay in disorder on the unloading platform.

"It's just a boring person."

Noticing where Minamoto's line of sight rested, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko kindly explained.

The person in front of him was able to resist his own abilities. It seemed that this trip was not as boring as expected.

When his eyes fell on Gen's dark attire, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko frowned. He didn't like his collaborators wearing clothes other than white.

Yuan, who didn't really want to talk nonsense with the other party, ignored the latter's inexplicable gaze.

"The stronghold has been found for you, and then you can do whatever you want. The condition in exchange is to stop this endless struggle."

The most straightforward way to resolve chaos is to kill all disputing parties.

Although this is a completely impossible task, with Shibusawa Ryuhiko joining in, the muddy pool water in Yokohama has become even more invisible. Under the extreme chaos, other people will take the initiative to end the situation. everything.

"You don't kill people."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko stated.

If you don't kill people, it's not enough to be his ally.

Yuan in the driver's seat didn't look back. This item was never on his task list.

Step on the accelerator, "Just call me 'driver'."

The driver who is only responsible for delivering the goods only needs to ensure that the goods arrive at the destination safely.

As for the contents of the goods, it could be people, things, or the confidential information of a certain organization. Anyway, during the mission, as long as it is the "goods" requested by Tatsuhiko Shibusawa, Minamoto will help him get it.

At the same time, this is also the content of the entrustment given to Yuan by the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

While the car was driving, Yuan glanced at the rearview mirror outside the window inadvertently. Behind them, thick fog continued to spread, and the outline of the street gradually blurred.

……

No. 80 days since the beginning of the dragon head struggle.

With the increasingly fierce fighting between organizations, even in the daytime in Yokohama, few ordinary people dare to leave their homes.

At this time, in Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's temporary stronghold.

Minamoto, dressed in white and wearing a snow-white apron, cooks on a makeshift stove.

No one else could have imagined that Bai Qilin and his subordinates, the mysterious man code-named "Driver", who had made every organization fearful, would have such ordinary daily necessities.

Yuan didn't expect that Ryuhiko Shibusawa, who yells "boring" every day, is actually a craftsman behind his back.

His white suit was sewn by the other party himself.

Although he was very reluctant, after all the clothes he brought were "accidentally" damaged, Gen also had to change into the white suit that symbolized the alliance given by Shibusawa Tatsuhiko.

"If you throw the gems in again, I'll put your head in and burn it together."

From the corner of the eye, he noticed someone's small movements, and Yuan sounded a warning.

Love throwing gems into the fire pit, it really reveals the preference of wealth everywhere.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, who was still holding a bag of gems in his hand and wanted to make a fuss, paused.

Then he turned his head away as if nothing had happened, "There will be a new guest tonight."

The implication is that I will not go out for activities tonight.

Yuan nodded to show that he understood.

I don't know when it will end, I haven't seen Luanbu for almost half a month.

Take out the overcooked noodles from the pot, pour over the boiled soup, and the aroma will overflow immediately.

The two famous people gathered around the fire like this, their faces frowned in a simple way.

After dinner, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said "The guests have arrived" and got up to leave.

The reason for not killing people and not wanting to watch others kill people is to stay where they are.

Picking up some cold tea, Yuan walked to the window, condescendingly watching a group of black suits entering the building who thought they were concealed.

It's the port mafia guys.

After all, it has been almost half a month since they started attacking the surrounding organizations.

Dr. Sen would be more cautious in waiting until now.

It's a pity that these people came to die.

The author has something to say: I haven’t eaten the meals made by Shinnosuke for half a month, and I’m not happy at random ￣へ￣

Finding out that Shinnosuke actually cooked for others for half a month, Ranpo: ...President! ! !

Suddenly I don’t know how to go about the plot orz

感谢在2020-06-0419:54:03~2020-06-0622:19:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 5 random steps in 3 seconds; 2 WF Scarlet; 1 stupid OvO;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of BeaLoity; 5 bottles of random walking for 2 seconds;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!