Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

"Yuji-jun—"

Shiori suddenly appeared at the door of the detective agency's president's office holding a stack of folders that were probably financial statements.

The orange cat tilted its head, and poked out the door frame to reveal the facial features above Bingling Liuhua's birthmark. The long day lily-colored hair behind her hung down to the door frame with her movements.

The dull hair on the top of her head swayed unconsciously, and the expression on her face was alert and cunning.

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"Save the cat's life, huh."

She got into the door with a few clicks, locked the door with her backhand, bowed and half-pressed on the table, getting very close, with a pair of watery peach blossom eyes that were very pitiful.

It's like the innocent eyes of a cat deliberately whitewashed in order to pray for forgiveness after doing a little bad thing.

Eighty percent of cat lovers can't restrain their love when they see such an expression, especially Yukichi Fukuzawa, who only has cats in middle age.

I know how to cherish...

"What's the matter? No financial statements?"

He was too used to this kind of unfolding, and without thinking, he raised his hand and took the document bag from his wife who had become more revealing since getting married, or in other words, growing against her age.

Shiori raised her eyebrows and blinked, glanced left and right several times, and the air in her mouth poked left and right, her cheeks puffed up and down like this, making her more cute.

In short, in front of him, Shiori felt more and more that she liked to go straight, without hiding her emotions, like a child—I doubt that Ranbu had a certain ability to take care of himself during his wanderings before,

Then... obviously spoiled.

In the beginning, there was only Yu Jijun, and then there were everyone from the detective agency. In the end, even the newcomers who were younger than him followed the tradition and continued to pamper them.

Compared with Shiori's current situation, this is also quite reasonable.

Children who are favored have a lot of fun, and those who are favored are always confident.

At the beginning, even the waste trial manufacturing machine in the family failed to complete the feat. Now, under Shiori's own unconsciousness, Fukuzawa Yukichi led the ancient Mary Su style-favor!Pet to death? (bu)

Of course it’s not that exaggerated, after all, the president is always rational, but for some innocuous little things,

For example, today's financial statements that can be delayed by Shiori, who is in the late stage of procrastination, for a month or even two months, can still be tolerated a little bit.

At least she knows how to pick out the reports that have not been delayed to a quarter at the beginning of the month when she is not so busy (bu)

Shiori lowered her body on the desk, like a fluffy tsundere cat, Fukuzawa Yukichi patted her fur in return for this.

Hemerocallis-colored long hair that reflects the sun is soft and shiny. As soon as you get started, you can tell that this cat eats well, drinks well, has no worries and does not shed hair.

"Actually, it doesn't need to be so troublesome. Anyway, I am not short of money, and I don't want to face these numbers at all..."

The rich woman who owns a mine (really) at home waved her hand, after all, she is a carefree young lady who takes at most three sets of clothes for a business trip and buys new ones.

She stubbornly walked around the wooden desk that was in the way, stuffed herself into her husband's arms, put her arms around Fukuzawa Yukichi's neck with shining eyes, and took a bite of Fukuzawa Yukichi while the other party was not paying attention lips.

"I paid a deposit in advance to thank you, and this matter is covered by you!"

I don't know where she went before she came to the detective agency. Shiori has an intoxicating but not overly sweet fragrance on her body, which is different from the usual fresh line of perfume... It may be unconsciously matched with her The movements gradually became a bit seductive.

"Isn't Bodo doing very well?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi suddenly remembered the business. Before that, someone always took over the financial situation of his wife Honmaru. It didn't make sense, and now suddenly...

"Huh? Toshiro and his family are all going on an expedition today~"

all?

Fukuzawa Yukichi was a little dazed.

The cat froze for a moment, propped up half of its body vigilantly, and muttered——

"Anyway, you're going to help me get this done today, and I don't care."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes."

Shiori immediately came back to him with a smile on his face, and kissed him on the cheek again, stood up very reservedly, straightened the jacket that was messed up by herself, and remembered something in the middle of the walk, put the index finger of his left hand on his mouth across.

"Secret it, keep it secret, I want face, please make me maintain a gentle and reliable image of a lady. Well... at least in front of the 'children'."

The bright silver ring on her ring finger shone slightly with the movement, and then Shiori tilted her head and blinked playfully, put her hands behind her, opened the door and ran away.

Just outside the door -

"What are you all eavesdropping on?!"

"Hee hee hee... Xiaoshi, I thought..."

"What do you think? There are minors in the detective agency, please stop, please stop! Don't mention the minors, Kunikida-kun's face is almost turning red."

"Why bean paste? Xiaoshi, do you want to invite us to have another meal of your red bean rice?"

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and then Xie Ye and Xie Ye seemed to wake up from a dream and said "Oh——could it be true..." a long time.

then.

"No, really not!!! I'm just saying a metaphor, it can also be an apple or something, and you can polish it in your own mind. One by one, what kind of eyes are those, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh don't look at my stomach Look up."

Fukuzawa Yukichi heard his Shiori's voice... from embarrassment to anger.Involuntarily touching the lips that had just been bitten, he smiled.

In fact, at least for a moment... He had a little cardiac arrest.

I even started to fantasize unconsciously, what would it be like to have a child?

It's better not to be too like yourself, like Shiori, my temperament is not pleasing at all, too serious, with fierce eyes, and a lot of problems.

Therefore, it is very good to be like her, with a little bit of my own thoughts, clever and cunning like a little fox, but more often, soft and lazy, like a kitten who has no motivation.

You can stretch out warmly in the sun and continue to sleep, and when you are provoked, you will raise your paws to grab the blood on your hand.

Just thinking about it, I think it is a little bit cute.

# # #

So logically, the conscientious president of Butei went to work overtime after completing the affairs of the detective agency.

Ranpo Edogawa pushed in the door at the normal off-duty time, glanced at the movements of his guardian, showed an indescribable smile, and curled his lips.

Ah, the guardian who looks more serious than ever.

It must have been asked by Shiori.

Counting the time again, the world's number one detective is completely aware of what is about to happen now.

Forget it, look at it——for today's sake.

The world's number one detective, please force yourself to go home alone.

Edogawa Ranpo, who quickly convinced himself, happily put on his small satchel, and vowed to walk to the station near the detective agency.

After 5 minutes, he was stopped by the little tiger who was also going back to the dormitory immediately after get off work.

"Mr. Ranpo—"

"Where are you going? If you go home...the direction of the station is reversed."

"Ahem, of course I know, the famous detective just wants to go to the nearby dim sum shop."

But Mr. Ranpo, the dim sum shop and the station are in one direction.

Nakajima Atsushi blinked and nodded in a very inclusive manner.

That's right, Mr. Ranpo didn't get lost, he just got a little confused by accident.

The weather in January is gradually getting warmer, but the sky is still dark very early. By the time Fukuzawa Yukichi finished all the work piled up by his wife in one go, the street lamps on the street were already on and acted as stars on the ground.

Fukuzawa Yukichi pushed the door open, only a night light in the corridor was emitting a faint light, and the house was quiet, a "guest" who always appeared at home for various weird reasons after marriage They were nowhere to be seen.

While looking a little deserted, it even makes people wonder if they have gone to the wrong door.

The light came on just as Fukuzawa Yukichi hesitated to call out, followed by a bang.

The colorful hand-held salute exploded in front of Fukuzawa Yukichi, and Shiori, who was wearing a home skirt and had her long hair pulled back, moved away with a smile.

The table in the dining room was already full and a large table was set up, and the whole space was decorated with a festive meaning.

What holiday is it today?

Fukuzawa Yukichi was stunned for a few seconds, and thought about it several times carefully.

Excluding all kinds of traditional festivals, there are indeed no important days at the beginning of the new year.

"It's because of working overtime, so..."

Did you prepare these again?But it doesn't seem to be the case.

"puff--"

"Now the order in Honmaru is almost stable and on track, and the Awataguchi family's expeditions are all short-term. Oh, it's just that I haven't cooked for a long time, and the action is a bit slow. I made an excuse to hold you back."

Having said that, it is more or less selfish to hold Fukuzawa Yukichi back with work, especially with his own work.

It's just... It's also convenient for me, this is absolutely true.

But at the same time, the intention of creating surprises is also sincere.

Shiori's eyes flicked to the left and right, and she smiled.

I don't know which cabinet brought out the cake again. There was very little cream, and it was simply decorated with delicate fruits.At first glance, it looks like homemade snacks.

"Happy birthday, Yuji-kun."

"Although after growing up, everyone should not celebrate birthdays very much, but life must have a sense of ritual."

"No one should come over tonight, I drove them all back to the pill."

Shiori stated confidently that on the day of her husband's birthday, she wanted to live a two-person world.

"Ah."

The man nodded blankly, he wanted to subconsciously thank him, but he always felt a little strange.

"Actually, you can just treat it as if I suddenly want to eat cake."

"Because of...a birthday present, I've been so wrapped up in short knives recently that I haven't had time to pick them out."

She pondered in distress for a while, then stood hesitantly for a while, tilting her head cutely.

"Aren't you busy recently, why don't you steam a cat bun?"