Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

"Of course, of course, it's still about your time."

Her tone sounded extremely considerate, but the stubborn and considerate words released in her eyes were completely opposite.

"What if I don't agree?"

For some reason, Fukuzawa Yukichi was a little dazed seeing her more and more proficient movements, but felt that she was inexplicably cute, so she even wanted to make a joke.

"The Armed Detective Agency is a service-oriented organization."

Shiori said that he was the one who carefully looked through all the relevant documents.

From the "Apostle of Cang Incident" a few days ago, it can be seen that the armed detective agency has outstanding force value, and a tough breakthrough may require an entire division of troops, but in essence it serves the public.

Public opinion is more influential and useful to armed detective agencies than violence.

So she was not afraid, and said (shaming).

"I want to apply and issue a commission to you."

"President Fukuzawa, please accompany me to go shopping, no, I mean to accompany me to buy gifts for people. This rounding up is to promote friendly exchanges between the two cities, right?"

She gave up the suffix she had always called him as "Sir", and replaced it with the title of president.

"A detective agency is not a house of everything."

Fukuzawa Yukichi's voice remained as calm as ever, but I don't know if it was Shiori's illusion, but there seemed to be some teasing smiles.

"However, as a 'local', you should naturally help out with the little things that the neighbor lady raises within your capabilities."

"Is this Saturday okay? If there is no emergency, then I'm free."

"it is good--"

Well--

The result of going directly to A is obvious, Shiori's eyes lit up, and she displayed her Shunpo speed as Shun Shen Yayi's direct disciple.

Give Fukuzawa Yukichi a big hug.

Caught off guard by a little girl who got into his arms, Fukuzawa Yukichi suppressed his instinct to fight back, still holding the paper bag she just returned to put the scarf in his hand, he could only froze in place slowly.

The waist that crashed into his arms was soft and thin, and the distance was even closer, so the mint fragrance in his hair mixed with the smell of disinfectant that doctors would more or less carry over his sense of smell in an instant , it seems that because Shiori drank tea in the afternoon, there was still a faint sweet smell of snacks on her neck.

What's more, Fukuzawa Yukichi, who has always regarded her as a little girl, hugged her full, only to realize that the difference from hugging a princess is the softness of another part of a woman.

He didn't dare to push the person out forcefully, he was in a dilemma, he didn't even know where to put his hands, he lowered his head to see the expression on Shiori's face now.

At this time, he felt that Ranbu's observation skills were quite useful.

Because the girl in his arms seemed to be acting like a spoiled child every day, and she withdrew shortly after the hug.

He bowed to him with a hippie smile, and then ran towards the gate of his house.

"Thank you Mr. Fukuzawa, see you tomorrow."

Her running speed was also unexpectedly fast, her footsteps landed lightly, and she was about to reach the gate in the blink of an eye, but her breath was very steady, not panting at all.

"Contact information, don't you want it?"

"Hey! I want it."

The running steps suddenly staggered, and she jumped forward several steps on one foot, finally stopping the inertia of rushing forward.

I was too complacent just now, I forgot...

Shiori's expression became rich again, restraining her somewhat childish expression of successful prank.

Bounced back and ran back, and because the brakes were applied too late, he bumped into Mr. Fukuzawa's arms again, this time with his face first.

She held up the phone interface, blinked at him innocently, and immediately had a new explanation for the action just now.

"Actually, because Mr. Fukuzawa has always been wearing a kimono, I thought it would be better to use more old-fashioned ways to contact you, such as writing letters."

"I do prefer the letter, but that doesn't mean I can't use my phone."

At least for the convenience of communication, whether it is news from the government or emergency reports from his own subordinates, it is all modern technology, which is more efficient.

"Oh, sorry."

Just shut up.

"Also, can I chat with you at night?"

A Sanhuamao who happened to pass by the apprentice's old house saw this.

Automatically jumped over to the hidden corner.

Tsk tsk tsk, how can today's young people cuddle in public so easily?

Isn't it all about tricking dogs into killing them these days?

Come on, openly abuse cats.

# # #

Shiori came in floatingly. If she was Token Fusangshen, then she can guarantee that she has blown snow countless times, and the scattered cherry blossom petals may be able to make flower sauce for two months.

The kind that is enough for the whole honmaru.

"It's too late to come back today, General."

Seeing that, Yaken Toshiro, who wanted to go to the clinic to find someone, was carrying a dinner for one person, and saw the dreamy expression on Shiori's face.

"Yakuken, because today I came back with Mr. Fukuzawa."

"Are you finally waiting for someone in the park?"

He asked seemingly unintentionally.

"No, there was a situation in the Armed Detective Agency today. When I was taken as a hostage, President Fukuzawa rescued me."

She continued to maintain a dreamy expression, reminiscing about the two hugs she just received.

Rounding out this encounter of a hero saving the beauty, I really want her to agree with her body.

crooked?

Wake up, because you threw yourself over the shoulder too fast, the hero has no chance to save the beauty.

"Really? Mr. Fukuzawa is originally from the Armed Detective Agency."

Yaoyan's expression remained as reliable as ever, and he lowered his head and pushed his glasses, which reflected light for a while.

I couldn't help but clicked my tongue.Sure enough, I didn't hide it for long, which is a pity.

"What a coincidence, I couldn't believe it when I found out, and suddenly I really want to add Foxongsuke!"

Shiori happily changed her slippers, saying what she had to say.

"why?"

Yao Yan was a little puzzled when he heard the sudden jump of the topic.

"The current politics are so good, they actually get boyfriends. Not only do they live close by, but even the rented workplaces are upstairs and downstairs."

"No, it was probably an accident."

This, absolutely, was an accident.

Drug research for sure.

But the recent kitchen job was assigned by the Awataguchi family.

Then Honosuke's fried tofu and extra meals are all given to the little uncle's fox.By the way, although the little fox of the Baishan family likes to eat melons, it is also a fox in terms of species. It should not refuse the extra meal of fried tofu, right?

Yaken Toshiro maintained a superficial calm, and secretly arranged Foxnosuke clearly.

"There is also the general, Mr. Fukuzawa is not your boyfriend now, right?"

"..."

A basin of cold water was poured on it, extinguishing Shiori's now confused brain.

You are right, and after finishing the py transaction, she still has manual housework to do today.

The most important thing for her now is to continue asking Hasebe to stay up late with her?

Shiori said that she had already thought of the term "threat".

If you, Hasebe, don't spend the night with me, I'll go find Bakata.

The results are very obvious.

Or buy one get one free.

On the bright side, she doesn't have to stay up late today.

Thanks to the help of Hasebe and Bagata at night, and this time only for Edogawa Ranpo, the amount of finished products is not much.

After getting Fukuzawa Yukichi's contact information, she couldn't wait to go to bed holding her mobile phone, struggling for more than half an hour, and sent the first message.

【Shimiao: Mr. Fukuzawa...】

After waiting for about ten minutes, there was no reply from the other side.

【Yuji: It's late, are you still awake? 】

What kind of old-age health-preserving lifestyle is this?Shiori carefully stared at the time in the upper right corner three times, isn't it just early ten o'clock?

Isn't ten o'clock the beginning of the nightlife?

[Shimiao: I just finished making the promised snacks for Luanbu, and it's... very early.You are awake too. 】

Then she flipped through her emoticons, and found the normal and cute bunny shrunk in the corner from a lot of unpopular Sunou emoticons.

【Poetry meow: Whisper bb.jpg】

【Yuji: Rest early. 】

No chat today!

In a fit of anger, Shiori dropped the phone and fell asleep miraculously and smoothly.

And got up and went to work the next day at a fairly normal, impossibly late hour.

Going to bed early can really wake up early.

Pushing open the door of the Armed Detective Agency at noon, Haruno Kirako and Yosano Akiko stopped Shiori with clear eyes.

"Xiaoshi, let's have dinner together later."

"...Ah, let's talk again?"

Facing such focused eyes, she trembled in fright and returned weakly.

Luanbu was very happy to get the dessert he wanted, and happily unpacked it, and found that it was as good as what he said yesterday, and even more delicate.

So he unfolded the newspaper on his own, holding the newly opened wave soda on the table, showing a completely different state of idleness from other hard-working clerks.

"What kind of work does Luanbu usually do?"

"Of course a famous detective solves a case. If you ask me, without me, the entire detective agency wouldn't even be called a detective agency."

He spoke with some pride.

"That's amazing. Thanks to Ranpo's super reasoning, so many cases can be solved."

Shiori also learned some information about Edogawa Ranpo on the information, and now it is even more useless to praise it.The name Armed Detective Agency is actually quite appropriate. Except for Luanbu, other people are really more suitable for the word armed.

"Are the dim sum delicious?"

She is persuasive.

"Hmm, if Shiori is going to change jobs, the pastry chef must be very suitable for you. And the cookies that you didn't make are better than the ones made in the pastry shop I often go to. "

As he spoke, he took out another chocolate chip cookie from the biscuit box, blah blah.

"I am an advocate of energy conservation. Except for my family members, I should not pay too much attention to these aspects. It is too troublesome to do these things, and my family loves me very much. If I want to eat, there should be anytime. "

She accepted Ranpo's compliment with a smile, and by the way, began to pick up the big hand of dessert in the pill.

"My family is also very good at making red bean dishes, so it's a miracle that I haven't gained weight until now."

Edogawa Ranpo immediately pulled off today's newspaper, which had no four-frame manga, so it was not interesting at all, from his face, revealing a pair of emerald green eyes.

The eyes are the kind of small complaints that he knows you are trying to seduce him, but he can't refuse.

Shiori said that she is too familiar with this expression, because she often makes such expressions.

"..." So he smiled unmoved.

"I wish you success. The detective will do what he says, so you don't have to worry about what I will do to disturb you on weekends."

He glanced in Shiori's direction, and angrily spread his hands towards Shiori.

Well, be good, be good.

"You already know that there is a new flavor of delicious sticks in the pastry shop today, this one is for you."

Shiori, who successfully achieved her goal, coaxed the blue-eyed Maomao who was having a fight, and was about to retire successfully.

But he found three smiling women standing at the door of the detective agency, blocking the door.

"Akiko, Kira, Naomi, I'm going to work now."

"Don't worry, it's already time for dinner. Naturally, there are not many people in this time period. Just now—"

"I... didn't say I disagreed."

A gossip girl's eyes are so lethal, she can't stand it anymore.

Come, today we learn two idioms.

One thing falls one thing.

as well as.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

Shiori: I thought I was on the third floor, but someone was waiting for me on the fifth floor...