Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

Fukuzawa Yukichi walked in the door and watched her retreat a few steps from the small cubicle, half-up her upper body and poke her head out.

The girl's long hair flutters all the way to her waist, and now because of this movement that is almost lowering her waist, and because of work, her waist-length hair is tied into a high ponytail and coiled into a ball head, and now it is pouring down.

The "pressed" who had lost the rubber band for most of the day appeared slightly curly, fluffy and extremely long under the action of gravity.

The ends of the hair had almost reached the bend of the legs.

The day lily-colored hair, which is not as obedient as usual, has secretly blown out a lot, but it is still soft, with a nice and fresh lemon mint smell.

She stood steadily, bent back and turned around in front of him casually, stood up a little abruptly, a long strand of dull hair was raised on the top of her head, and a few strands of hair that exploded from behind her ears were lazily and non-threatening. Swept onto the back of Fukuzawa Yukichi's hand.

It's not like the bundles of hair are gathered together, and the hair is painful, but it is just swept lightly like a baby, with a little "provocative" provocation.

Then Shiori piled the dishes still stained with water on the three-tiered dessert plate held in one hand, like an acrobatic performance, and placed the cups obliquely in the middle of the ceramic cats on both sides, fixedly stacked into an alternative champagne tower , seeming to lift his other hand with difficulty, took a few steps towards him, stood still, and gestured with his mouth.

On the white and slender wrist is a very common black hair tie. She turned her wrist to face the man in front of her so that he could easily hold it.

Shiori's height is still tall among girls, nearly 1.7 meters, because the body proportion is good, it looks taller, but standing side by side with Fukuzawa who is 1.8 meters [-], and without wearing high heels, the corners of his lips are just right when he bows his head Can sweep Shiori's forehead.

The soft lips accidentally touched Shiori's bangs covering her forehead, very lightly, quickly, and by accident, but she froze in place instantly, lowered her head and blinked, her heart was about to explode into fireworks.

The distance between them is really close, and you can get into it by walking three steps forward——

A steady and warm embrace.

Alas, I should have rubbed a little longer when I jumped off the tree.

Why is there no chance now, so I can only watch helplessly.

It's just one step at a time.

"I won't, how about I carry the cup for you?"

There was another party who was stunned.

Fukuzawa Yukichi did not pay attention to the accidental "forehead kiss", but he also encountered difficulties.

It is true that I have lived as a babysitter for several years, but I also raised a boy. The most annoying thing I have experienced in life is Chaobu arguing for ice cream in the winter, and I don’t care about girls’ long, soft and thick hair. no experience.

Now the rare ones look blank, but are very interested in the champagne tower piled up with cups, which looks rickety but has nothing to do with it, and the cats on the side.

"Pfft... that's fine, in fact, just walk around casually, it's very simple."

Shiori didn't care, just smiled lightly, and handed over the stacked things by the way.

"Because I just washed my hands, and my hands are wet, so it's not easy to tie my hair."

The tone was sweet and soft, but when he spoke, he moved neatly and loosely tied a gentle low ponytail with his backhand.

"I'm going home just after I put this down, can we go together? I mean, if it's convenient?"

"it is good."

It's good to live in the old house today, as it happens that he hasn't lived there for a while.

If you are on the way, then simply go home together to achieve get.

According to the house demolition effect, if two requests are made successively under the same environment, the request made by the first one must be too much.

People are not used to rejecting the same person twice. After rejecting the first request, they will subconsciously feel guilty for the rejected person, so when she immediately makes a relatively easy request, she will Try to satisfy her.

Although Shiori doesn't think the request to tie her hair is embarrassing, it's good if she succeeds.

She squatted down, opened the small cabinet where the afternoon tea dishes were stored, and took the things from Fukuzawa Yukichi.

On the snack tray on the third floor, on both sides of the bottom two floors lay two ceramic dolls in the shape of white tabby cats, the four that Fukuzawa Yukichi had never seen before.

But he recognized it in the middle of the top floor. The black bow tied on the tail and the tiger stripes were almost exactly the same as those of the white tiger cub. It was the one that ran to his tree last time.

If you look closely, each one is quite smart, not only the color of the eyes, but also the tiger stripes on the body and the bows tied in different places, making it easy to recognize each one.

This, it is impossible for mass products to be like this, is it custom-made?

There are two different sets of tea sets in the tea cabinet. Fukuzawa Yukichi doesn’t quite understand the price of the exquisite English afternoon tea set she just put in, with matching cats fluttering butterflies, but just happened to sweep to the other side. Japanese tea set.

Still can't tell which master or which custom shop it came from, but Fukuzawa Yukichi, who has a little research on tea drinking, can probably guess that this whole set will not work well when he looks at Yao's enamel like stars and moons. Fee prices.

In addition, although Shiori doesn't work near her home, she can buy a flat directly when she works in other places, and there is also the extravagance that she unconsciously brings with her every gesture.

This girl is definitely born in everyone. She came to Yokohama to work, I am afraid she came to experience life.

But he didn't have the annoying arrogance and arrogance of the young ladies he often met when he was a bodyguard, so he looked very comfortable and acted in a very orderly manner.

Especially when she smiles, it's like the warm sun in winter, people can feel her temperature, but it's not too hot.

In addition, her personality still has some childishness and innocence brought out by being spoiled by others, so there is no reason not to like her.

While waiting silently, Fukuzawa Yukichi probably didn't know that his eyes were a little more tender just now.

# # #

I was thinking so.

When Shiori came out of the changing room, she took off the white coat she was wearing, and put on a thick beige woolen coat, with a white scarf that looked like she had just bought it around her neck, and her whole body was light-colored. He was wearing only a pair of high-waisted black leggings.

In his hand was a paper bag.

It seemed to contain...his one?

It looks new, or too new.

"I forgot to return it a few days ago, and I got up late again in the morning, and I haven't met Mr. Fukuzawa."

Her working hours in the morning are always a bit arbitrary, and it is common for her to be half an hour later than what is written on the house number. This habit is known to all the clerks of the Armed Detective Agency.

But it's not a secret that he likes to stay in bed, when he is the boss.

"I'm sorry, because the original one was stained by my child accidentally splashing fruit juice. Although it was washed off, it still feels... the new one I bought should be exactly the same. This one has also been washed, dried, and ironed. It's hot."

I'm sorry, the daggers at home, she didn't name who did it anyway, so please help me a little bit.

"It's okay, I told you this one is for you."

Fukuzawa Yukichi was a little dumbfounded.

Look, it really is a young lady who is not very familiar with the world. She soiled a scarf and bought a new one after washing it.

And the gift, although it looks basically the same style, but the fabric used is not the same when you touch it.

If he remembers correctly, his own scarf has been used for a long time, and—like Ranpo's glasses, it was picked out at a [-]-yen shop by the side of the road.

And the outer bag seems to be a random big brand with a starting price of [-] yuan.

"This is it……"

"What? I searched for a long time and found almost the same scarf. Is there something wrong?"

His face was well-behaved, even modestly apologetic.

"There is nothing wrong, thank you. Also, last time the dim sum was delicious."

The words have already reached this point, of course he can't refuse this intention.It is also difficult for her to find a scarf that is exactly the same as the commercial street goods in the big brands.

But Shiori's focus was on another sentence.

dessert? ?

The last batch sent to the Armed Detective Agency?

Although it was a mistake, it seemed that her luck was real.

Shizhi pursed her lips reservedly on the surface, the corners of her mouth curled up a little bit, and the villain in her heart raised her chest proudly.

Back in those days, she was limited to forging and must ship goods, and every time she fished for a knife, she was also a wail that occasionally appeared on the forum of god judges, in the midst of shipwrecks and liver pain, various African aunts hollowed out Osaka City, and flattened Mount Houshi. Next, the seal that will be beaten by gangs for easy shipment.

"It's quite a joy to be appreciated by people for the novice's trial products. I accidentally made too much. Although I like to eat, I have never dared to eat too much."

"If you can, tell me the flavor you like, and next time you practice your hands, I'll make some along the way."

With some embarrassment, she smiled.

Never mentioning it, I stayed up all night on the day of "accidentally doing more" and my dark circles under my eyes were so thick that I looked like I had participated in some incredible multiplayer sports.

Moreover, sleeping until noon perfectly missed the opportunity to meet Mr. Fukuzawa in the morning.

"It's better not to be too sweet, but Luanbu likes sweet things very much."

"Inoue, have you ever practiced calligraphy?"

"It doesn't count as a systematic study. There just happens to be an elder in the family who likes it better. He is more expert. I have been playing with it since I was a child."

She answered subconsciously.

Wait a minute... There is no card in the bag that Shan gave to Butei.So that card was scratched into the box?Shiori thought it was Hasebe or Candlestick Kiri who took it away.

Things went so smoothly that she wanted to raise her head to the sky and howl three times.

Not in vain, she grabbed the little tiger who retreated home, and after signing, pressed the small plum blossom paw print specially designed for seducing cats.

The two walked side by side, without a bag this time, so there was no chance to hold hands, but they got closer.

In addition to the small talk without a sentence, Shiori almost asked for all the information he wanted.

Sure enough, as she expected, the snacks given to Mr. Ranpo worked. It was Ranpo who suggested that Mr. Fukuzawa come to the third floor after get off work to have a look.

"Ah, that's right."

Seeing that he had almost reached the fork in the residential area, Shiori leaned against the railing beside the bridge and stopped suddenly.

"Fukuzawa-kun is a native of Yokohama, right?"

Behind her was the sound of the Tsurumi River diverting water, and the atmosphere was very quiet. At this point in time, the housewives in the residential area had already gone home, and the community animals generally gathered in the izakaya to drink and complain.

There are not many pedestrians on the road, so it is a good place to chat quietly.

"Yes, I have always lived in Yokohama."

The man's eyes were focused and deep when he talked about his beloved hometown.

The Tsurumi River they walked through is a long river that originates from Tokyo and passes through Yokohama to Tokyo Bay.

At this time, Shiori almost had the illusion that the flowing water behind him connected their hometowns.

Thinking of it this way, even the unconscious river suddenly became romantic.

The street lamps on the street were a bit dim, but reflected on the river, they shimmered faintly, and even the moon in the sky could be seen clearly.

It happened to be a full moon today, and with the dots of street lamps, the lake formed a starry night, which was an overly peaceful, beautiful and unusual scene.

But it is not easy to come to this calm and ordinary place in Yokohama.

After Shizhi had a general understanding of the so-called three-moment concept, he also understood the feelings of Mr. Yinlang, who once worked for the government and made a big splash, towards this land.

Compared with other areas in Japan, Yokohama has concessions, legal concepts are more confusing, and there are more gray areas.Even in the past few years, there were often turmoil, and the dragon head war caused countless casualties, so that the entire city was suppressed and everyone was in danger.

But this city is also full of vitality and surprises. It is a place that Fukuzawa Yukichi strives to protect, and it is also a place that the Armed Detective Agency strives to protect.

So Shiori is really a flag expert, but it seems that this time the flag is quite good.

She once said with a smile that the man she loves will never bind others because of her ideals, but will work hard to move towards her goal.

Thinking about it this way, she suddenly became interested in this strange land, which was even a bit disgusting at first.

Probably Aiwujiwu?

I feel that if someone really wants to break the peace of Yokohama, she will do her part.

"Inoue?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi waited for a long time, watching the little girl suddenly stop, leaning on the railing at the fork, looking at the gurgling water with a joyful smile, he couldn't help asking.

"I'm sorry. I just think the moonlight tonight is really beautiful, and the night view of Yokohama... is unexpectedly gorgeous."

She turned from the railing, as if gathering courage.

"That's right, I'm from Tokyo."

Although she spent very little time in this world, she was born in Tokyo and also went to school there, so I can barely say that she is a Tokyo native.

"In a few days, I will just go back to Tokyo to attend the university reunion, and my high school teacher's niece is going to celebrate her birthday."

"I just want to ask Mr. Fukuzawa, a local, a specialty of Yokohama, and I want to take it home as a gift."

This matter is true, but the ring matter is also true for the small calculation of wanting to ask her to go shopping together.

"Want to ask if there is any good shop to recommend?"

She took out her mobile phone and proceeded to the next step in a logical manner.

"I take the liberty to ask you for your contact information, after all, it is convenient to contact."

The arrogant expression with squinted eyes is like a little fox taking advantage.

"Can I trouble you to take some time to go out with me on the street during your rest day? Since I came here, I haven't walked through those alleys properly."

Her ability to act like a baby was cultivated in Honmaru since she was a child. She clasped her hands together very sincerely, and while bending slightly, she still did not forget to raise her face to reveal her starry eyes full of expectation.

Shiori can be sure that from Mr. Fukuzawa's point of view, her head-up angle is almost perfect. This has passed the test of most of the knives in Honmaru, and it can be called the nirvana of coquettishness.

"Of course, of course, it depends on your time. By the way, I really want to treat you to tea."