Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

Because he had to return him to the detective agency the next day, Shiori didn't stay up all night, and really closed his eyes and fell asleep after saying good night.

Then in the morning, I received Xinzi's surprised eyes of "Your family is really a lot of people".

"Ji Jun, good morning."

"Good morning, Saya."

Because Shiori rarely got up early and bumped into a large group of people, the long dining table was half full, deducting those who stayed behind in Honmaru, those who went on an expedition, those who went to Tokyo, and those who did not eat at the restaurant, there were still nearly [-] people left. a knife.

"Shiori, you..."

"Well?"

She still had a red bean paste bun in her mouth, her cheeks were bulging, and she tilted her head innocently.

Because she had just washed her face, there were still water drops on her eyelash feathers, and in the blink of an eye, pearl-like water drops slanted down from her eyelashes, looking unexpectedly childish.

"It's really Missy."

Nobuko raised her hand and stroked Shiori's frizzy and uncombed long hair, her eyes looked a little more clear and tolerant.

It's because it's too troublesome to even wash your face when getting up early, but she is still a naturally beautiful young lady who doesn't know it.Maybe even because of his outstanding talent and the care of his family, he can be called the type who is not familiar with world affairs until he grows up to this age.

"Why do I feel that when I wake up at night, my position has changed from a friend to a little sister?"

Shiori raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, then yawned, and the corners of her eyes turned red again.

"Because you look younger than me?"

"I'm not too small..."

Shiori lowered her head and glanced that she was definitely above the national level, to be precise, she was the Oupai who had pulled up the average line, and murmured inexplicably, she was absolutely confident about her figure.

Then I thought of the information on the medical record I filled out yesterday, and I came to my senses.

"No, I was caught by you, you are younger than me! You should call me sister."

"Do not."

Nobuko just took over the dewy white lilies that Zong San had picked, turned around mischievously, and put the flowers into the vase in the middle of the table.

The rippling curve of the skirt is like a lily in the hand.

"Miss Shiori, thank you very much yesterday."

When we arrived at the office building, Mr. Kunikida was already waiting at the door.

"It's nothing, it's normal for a girl to ask a friend to stay for a night."

"Hey, are you friends already?"

Osamu Dazai popped out of nowhere and seemed to admire Shiori's communication skills.

"In order to express my gratitude, Kunikida-kun has been waiting here for a long time. You must know that he is a terrible person who defines the two characters of left and right around the hour accurately to ten seconds before and after the hour. It's clock."

Osamu Dazai spoke the familiar exaggerated aria and sighed.

"Dazai!! This is the waiting time in the schedule on the notebook, and I reserved a full 5 minutes."

This tone sounded a little exasperated, maybe it was telling the truth, but because the previous ridicule sounded a bit like deception.

"Let's have a cup of coffee together, Kunikida-kun is of course a treat."

Mr. Bandage didn't pay any attention to it at all, he skipped this topic, and then decided on his own.

"Ah? You suicidal maniac, listen to what people say!"

"Misses like men who are generous and mature." Osamu Dazai quietly approached Kunikida.

"so?"

"Remember to behave well." She glanced at Nobuko Sasaki with a hint of meaning.

"Dazai!!"

The treat was decided casually.

Whether it's the case or anything else, it should have nothing to do with her, Shiori thought for a while and nodded.

but.

"So Mr. Dazai is really poor and has no money, right? I always feel that every time I drink coffee, I don't pay for it myself."

"Hahahahaha, Ms. Shiori is really straightforward. I'm just helping Kunikida express what's on my mind. In return, it's only natural to buy me coffee. So, I have a wallet."

Dazai took a step forward, stretched out his hand and held Shiori's hand seriously, and let it go quickly. The god who had no causal relationship took out an empty flat bag from his pocket that didn't seem to contain much. wallet.

If you have the ability, open your wallet.

Dare you bet that the contents of your wallet are definitely not as expensive as your wallet itself.

Without saying a word, she turned to look at the young man with glasses, eh.

Ok.

It soon became clear to her what she was staying for.

Speaking of being weak, she fainted at the station, took the opportunity to be kidnapped and did not see the "prisoner" Nobuko bowed her head, weak like a puppet with broken strings, holding coffee and falling into silence.

The atmosphere began to stalemate.

On one side is the victim who seems to be recalling the unbearable past because he didn't help, and on the other side is the detective straight man who hopes to get clues but can't speak.

Is this because of her affinity to buy her off with a cup of coffee in advance?

Then she is so cheap, worth only a cup of coffee.

"I said that."

"The two of you seem to have reached the end of your question, and Xinzi and I will go out first."

On the other side, Osamu Dazai seemed to have snatched Kunikida's glasses and put them on his face.

In fact, it's pretty good-looking, Dazai Osamu, who looked like a gentle scum, pushed the mirror frame and waved at Shiori.

"Have fun!"

Kunikida, who was reminded of the key information, bowed to Shiori and snatched the glasses back from Dazai.

"Miss Sasaki will ask Dr. Inoue to take care of you. I know who the culprit is—"

"Oh. So Nobuko, are you going to pet the cat?"

# # #

Today is a rare fine weather, the warm sun hangs high, suitable for walking, all the wild cats in the park are stretched out in the sun, and they become easy to talk.

A handful of small dried fish can make a group of fluffy people circle around you, and you won't be rewarded with three red lines if you get started.

Wuhu Tui received the news from Shizhi and took his five little tigers out for a walk together, and soon played with the cats in the park.

"This child also belongs to your family?"

Nobuko was surprised to see a new face after seeing Hotaru, Saya, Sada and their older brothers one after another at Inoue House.

"Well, Tui Tui's brothers are the most, more than a dozen. But for the time being, they have something to go out."

The group expedition (outing) of the Awataguchi family is almost back.

Seeing the little tiger who was retreating home was pulled away by his brother's claws to loosen the bow on his tail, and pitifully picked up the ribbon and walked towards her to ask for help, Shiori remembered that this smallest one seemed to have patted Mr. Fukuzawa's in disgust. Face.

He sneaked up and touched all the cushions of his paws, and then tied the bow tie, and rounded it up, he had held hands with Mr. Fukuzawa.

so happy.

"Ow?"

Xiaohu looked confused, but because he was close to her, he pushed Shiori's cheek with the tip of his wet nose.

"Have you felt better?"

In order to be so indirect that she can no longer be in contact with happiness, Shiori reflected on herself a little, and then paid attention to the people around her.

"I'm fine. If Shiori has something urgent, you don't have to stay with me all the time. You still have work."

"Do I look like someone who can work hard?"

She replied calmly, and it happened that a rare three-colored cat that she had never seen before was stepping on catwalks and gracefully snatched the last small dried fish from the melee.

"I'd rather spend time thinking about how I met Mr. Fukuzawa, and then tell him um... After all, why can't I always meet him, ah no!"

Shiori was annoyed, and unconsciously raised her voice.

Sanhua's footsteps suddenly stopped, turned around and glanced at Shizhi, and jumped onto the ornamental rock to enjoy the spoils slowly.

Just looking at the little girl who seemed to have confessed her love to his wooden disciple just now (behind the back), her cheeks flushed.

"Speaking too loudly and scaring the cat? Ah, sorry."

She seemed to have noticed Sanhua's movements, and she was apologizing to him with clasped hands.

"Meow~"

Sanhua seemed to understand her apology, raised her proud head, and nodded at her reservedly after finishing Xiaoyugan.

"Hahahahaha, thank you, you are so cute."

oh?Are you actually praising the old man?

"Meow—" Thank you.

"I think he's also calling you cute?"

The black-haired woman on the other side seemed to be amused by the interaction of one person and one cat, and answered.

It was just that the girl who looked quite young had an impeccable good looks that could be praised by anyone.

The warm-colored long hair is as agile as the flames of Arashiyama in the setting sun, and the blush at the end of the peach blossom eyes seems to halo the magnificence of the sunset.

What's more, that girl has an animal affinity that his wooden disciple is absolutely envious of. When she squats down and fiddles with her fingers casually, fluffy fluffs will come up to hug her.

Gee tut.

It seems that one of his two stupid disciples who are bachelors for thousands of years will make a move?

Sanhua shook her head, straightened her paws, and thought about whether she would spend more time at the house of the secretary girl named Haruno in the detective agency for a few meals to find out about the situation.

As a teacher, he really... broke his heart.

Well, speaking of which, this small dried fish tastes good, well, it's quite good, and it seems to be handmade.

So in the future... can I ask for more?

A certain Sanhua, who retired after three moments of conception, and went to girls' houses to eat and drink every day without any major incidents, sighed.

"Meow--"