I'm surviving in a love game

It was completely dark outside when we left the president's office.He hadn't walked a few steps before he went out, when he saw Luanbu standing not far from the door.

Seeing Shiori Hoshimiya, the famous detective in a small brown cloak turned his head awkwardly and let out a soft "hum".

Xinggong Shiori and the system looked confused at the same time.

【"Although it would be strange to say it, but Shiori, do you think... Ranpo's current state is very similar to a stubborn boyfriend after a quarrel."] What the system said was exactly what she thought.

Seeing the little detective with "come and coax me" written all over her body, Shiori Hoshimiya felt her temples bulge again.

Don't just enter the love line on your own!

From her point of view, as a stranger who has only met a few times, she is not obliged to pay attention to Ranpo's little emotions, but this is exactly what makes Ranbu care.

But from Ranbu's point of view, this is really too strange. Why would someone who should be close show him such an alienated smile?

Obviously...

In her memory, when she smiled at him, her eyebrows and eyes were always crooked, as if she could taste the sweetness of freshly baked snacks from her smile.The stark contrast formed by the two smiles made Ranbu a little bored.

Really, inexplicably irritated.

If it is said that the words and deeds of Shiori Xinggong put pressure on Ranpo invisibly before, then the last straw that overwhelmed Ranpo was her rather polite words.

"Mr. Edogawa, please give me your advice in the future."

As soon as these words came out, Luanbu's eyes widened, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

A polite smile is fine!

Now even the title has become the unfamiliar "Mr. Edogawa"!

Ranbu, who was half against the wall, suddenly turned around and faced Xinggong Shiori, the small cloak he was wearing drew an arc in the air like dark wings because of his movements.

"Why 'Mr. Edogawa'!"

"Because your surname is 'Edogawa'."

"This detective didn't deny my surname!" He dragged his tone, sounding aggrieved, probably because he realized that he was indeed an unfamiliar person to the other party, so he swallowed the second half of what he wanted to say Going down, lowering his head halfway, he began to wonder if his memory had gone awry.

Xinggong Shizhi crossed Luanbu and walked to the door, the back of Luanbu stayed in the corner of her eyes, and finally she sighed a long time, realizing that she still couldn't help herself, and turned back to him side.

"Since we will be colleagues in the future, I hope that Mr. Ranpo will give you some advice. If you don't mind, I will treat you to dinner today. Let's treat it as a meeting gift."

Hearing this, he raised his head, his dark green eyes were shining, as if rubbed into starlight, and the corners of his mouth raised, "That's right!"

It also seemed that she had already planned where to eat and walked straight to the door, and she didn't forget to turn her head and call Shizhi Xinggong who hadn't followed: "Hurry up and catch up."

Xinggong Shizhi was stunned for a moment, always feeling that she was predicted.

After dinner, she was dragged to the bookstore and bought a few mystery novels with him. When passing by the audio-visual store, he picked out a few more mystery novels.

It was nearly eleven o'clock in the evening when I came back to my senses.

"It's too late, I have to go to work tomorrow. I can't accompany you to the comic shop."

Even though this is just a game, the game company has set an attribute of physical strength in order to pursue a sense of reality.

After a lot of tossing today, she didn't even need to open the panel to know that her physical strength was already in jeopardy.

The exhausted Xinggong Shiori even forgot her honorifics, but fortunately, Ranpo didn't say anything.

Because of the carjacking that happened not long ago, the trains in Yokohama are now out of service, so she had no choice but to take a taxi back to the birth point.

Fortunately, when the game company entrusted her, she had already set up an unlimited money limit for her account. Now she is the richest person in Yokohama, so she was able to buy the [ Breath of the Archangel].

The location of the house configured by the system is very subtle. In order to facilitate players to explore the plot and capture characters, this apartment is not far from the Armed Detective Agency, and the Mafia building at the port can be seen by opening the window.This is very convenient for ordinary players, but now it has become a tricky place.

She consolidated today's information and let the system pack it up and send it to the staff outside the game. Then she opened the window again, and the moonlight streamed in like flowing water, and the cool night wind poured in, as if mixed with the whistle of the ship in the port. .The wind brushed over her cheeks, blowing away the broken hair on both sides of her cheeks, and her eyes wandered aimlessly in the residential area dotted with lights.

"beep--"

Another gust of night wind blew by, she closed her eyes, and the sound of the siren was a bit more pronounced this time.

In a hidden corner of the Internet, the silhouette of Hoshimiya Shiori exercising supernatural powers was photographed by passengers on the train today and uploaded to the forum.

"Super heroic 'Axe Girl'! I was there, so handsome!"

"Ha—has the host lost his mind after watching too many anime?"

"I was also there. The landlord did not lie. It was like filming a movie. The girl even punched a man down."

"Hhhhh what the hell is upstairs, I'm still punching a monster."

The number of replies on the forum is increasing, and finally the floor even breaks through a thousand.

"Eh——'Axe Girl'?" The bandaged boy was walking in the hospital corridor with his mobile phone in his hands. The blurred silhouette of the girl was reflected in the iris-colored eyes. The backs of the girls who had gone away overlapped.

"beep--"

The whistle of a merchant ship came from outside the window of the ward, followed by footsteps, and the door that was already open was knocked several times, as if someone had come to attract the attention of the man with dark red hair on the hospital bed.He looked at the person who was wearing a black windbreaker, with bandages wrapped around his face, even around his neck, leaving only his left eye with a slightly raised tail.

"Yo, Odasaku, you seem to be in good shape."

"Dazai, why are you here?"

"Hey - don't you welcome me?" Osamu Dazai sighed, pulled a chair and sat beside his bed, leaning against the back of the chair, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, if you look carefully, you can still see the sojourner A light flashed faintly in the infinitely dark eyes, but it was quickly hidden.

"That's not true, I'm just a little surprised." Oda answered Dazai's question truthfully.

Oda Tsukuru, who had just walked through the gate of hell, managed to recover some of his blood after several days of treatment, but his voice was still phony when he spoke.Faced with the fact that his friend's life was saved, Osamu Dazai was undoubtedly happy, but after the superficial joy passed, he couldn't stop thinking.

According to Oda Tsukuru's injuries at the time, he wouldn't be able to go to the hospital anyway, unless——

Unless someone helped him secretly, and as Oda Saku said, "Someone covered his eyes with his hand in the confusion, and then the wound began to stop bleeding." At that time, he thought it was a hallucination before death, but No matter how I think about it now, I can only attribute the reason for his recovery to that mysterious person.

"You seem to be in a good mood?" Odasaku turned his head to look at Dazai, the boy he described as being in a good mood was crossing his legs and shaking his toes.

"It can be regarded as being in a good mood, because I found an interesting person." As he spoke, he lowered his head and propped his chin with his thumb, as if recalling the interesting person he said, his left eye narrowed slightly Eyelashes cast a shadow across his eyes.

"It's really rare that you can call someone interesting."

Even Oda Saku couldn't imagine what kind of interesting person Dazai was talking about. Dazai raised his head abruptly, his eyes were as bright as honey, his brows and eyes were stained with a deep smile, but his tone was extraordinarily Determined, "Probably... we will meet her again soon."

"she?"

"Yes, it's a lady."

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