Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

Shiori was not the only one who suddenly rushed out from another box to see the scene, but the behavior of suddenly pulling out her cell phone to make a call was still quite strange.

Following the voice just now, Shiori glanced over there.

It's over, I'm even more sorry, now she not only wants to wash her ears, but also her eyes.

Sorry, no offense meant.

Some drunken gentlemen are wearing suits, but if they are serious and serious, and then shaved and tidied up, they will look pretty good.

Although I was a little drunk, but in fact the foot is quite stable, it looks like I have practiced martial arts, but...

It's completely incomparable with her Mr. Yukichi, it's not because of the filter caused by love (whispering).

Shiori's slightly abnormal movements and the subtle look of turning her head to confirm something, was noticed by a black-haired boy wearing glasses next to Mr. Suit, and took a deep look at her.

After that, probably because he was more concerned about the development of the case, the boy laughed in front of the criminal police who arrived quickly.

He obviously looks like a primary school student, and this kid seems to be very familiar with the police. There are quite a lot of prematurely mature kids these days.

Strange things happen every year, especially this year.

Shiori blinked, but didn't care too much, and directly dialed the phone.Fortunately, there was only a string of mobile phone numbers in front of her, otherwise she was not sure whether she would make a video call impulsively.

【Shiori...Miss? 】

The call was quickly connected. I don't know if she was too sensitive. I always felt that after calling out her name quickly, the other party added a suffix honorific as if trying to cover it up.

However, the voice still sounded very calm, which calmed Shiori's mood.

It's her (familiar) Fukuzawa-san.

【Mr. Fukuzawa...】

Shiori paused for a few seconds and spoke, not knowing what to say for a moment.

After all, because I heard a similar voice, I was taken aback and called to "ask for comfort". Thinking about it after calming down, it seems so stupid.

Hmm - I'm reflecting, I'm reflecting.

She was impulsive.

The kind you dare to do next time.

【What's wrong?What's wrong? 】

Because of the different media of communication, Mr. Fukuzawa's voice on the other end of the phone sounded a little deeper, accompanied by a firm tone at all times.Although the tone is cold, it has a convincing momentum.

It's all because she was too anxious for a while, but if you listen carefully, there are still many differences.

obvious

The voice on the phone is better.

【Hmm—nothing happened, it just occurred to me that I forgot to text you immediately after I got home. 】

It happened that a gust of hot wind brushed against her ear when Mr. Fukuzawa was speaking, it was itchy, and even made her a little flustered.Shiori touched her cheeks that were starting to heat up, trying to find a suitable excuse.

The upward arc of the corner of the mouth could not be suppressed no matter how hard it was.

【It's ok. 】

"I'm sorry, miss. Because of the incident, the gate is temporarily closed, and there is another crime scene ahead, so you can't go there now."

A kind reminder from the police officers who are protecting the scene.

"Okay, sorry."

【case?Where are you now?all right? 】

The voice on the other side sounded a little more concerned.

[I'm fine.It's just that when I went out to eat with my former classmates at the barbecue restaurant, a murder happened suddenly. 】

Shiori held up her mobile phone, and kept playing with the long hair beside her ear with her free hand.

"Hahahahahaha the truth of the matter has been seen through by my famous detective, Mori Kogoro—"

The laughter floating in the distance revealed part of the truth in an inappropriate way.

Mr. Mori Kogoro, did you have to smile at that moment?

Do you have to give her a [-] crit hit?

How strong is a woman's revenge in love, even she herself doesn't know it.

【That was just now...】

To be heard, not only to be heard, but to be heard clearly, and apparently to perceive some strange commonality.

……

[It's Mr. Detective, with a similar occupation to Mr. Fukuzawa, even the voice is a bit similar. 】

She waved her hands anxiously, regretfully and anxiously looking for other excuses.

Although the expressions on her face were extremely varied, what she couldn't believe was that she was able to maintain a steady and warm voice and reply with some teasing.

【Speaking of which, I forgot to tell you before I left in the morning, Dun Dun, did the boy I picked up by the river bank go to the detective agency to find you? 】

Thanks to the little tiger I picked up casually by the side of the road, for giving her an excuse not to change the subject so abruptly.

【Um. 】

I thought of the silver-haired boy who was wearing an envelope today, and although he was neatly dressed, he was wearing a white sheet for some reason.

The choice of envelopes and letter paper is quite elegant and elegant, with a faint fragrance of ink.

She had just received the [Tiger Hunting] mission from the military and police, and she just happened to send the suspected target to her door, and she didn't know whether it was a big help or...

...

Sent trouble.

[Dun Dun is a good boy, as cute as a cat cub. 】

Regarding this point, Fukuzawa Yukichi did not deny it.

In addition, some members also recommended him to join the detective agency with the mentality that it seems that watching the excitement is not a big deal.

[The members of the detective agency need to pass the entrance test to join the agency. 】

【Well, I've heard of it, I just introduced that kid to Butei. 】

Hearing this has loosened his tone, Shiori showed a warm and gratified smile on his face.

[President, what a nice person. 】

For some reason, Shiori suddenly got the sweetness of Kaguya calling the president of Baiyin Yuyuki, even though this title does not belong to you alone.

But to address his position solemnly, to a certain extent, reveals an indescribable intimacy.

I don't know if I'm overthinking it, but I always feel that this name...is very interesting.

?

Fukuzawa Yukichi who was on the other side of the phone was a little puzzled, what does it mean that he suddenly changed his name?

No, these don't seem to be the point now.

[How is the case now? 】

Eh?

To be honest, she didn't care at all.

Because the focus is all on your voice, what else?

She held the phone innocently, with a slightly awkward expression on her face.

[President—the candy is finished. ]

A slightly childish tone came over, a little illusory, and the other party also elongated the tone of the word "President", and I don't know if it was intentional.

But it didn't seem to hear the door opening.

Is Ranpo always by Mr. Fukuzawa's side?

Knowing this, Shiori became even more shy.

"Don't come here, or I will die!"

In order to be able to hear clearly when answering the phone as much as possible, Shiori chose to stand in a slightly remote position, and was regarded as easy cotton by the dying prisoner who had been exposed.

Shiori glanced at the incision about [-] centimeters away from her, she remained calm and continued to move towards the phone.

[It seems that it is almost resolved. 】

The tone is soft and soft, and the voice on the phone is like every ordinary little girl who is in love.

Her gentle brows and eyes, the upward curve of her lips, and the sweet, small, sunken dimples on her cheeks made everyone present clearly feel her happy mood.

But the eyes became sharper, and the clear warm eyes showed a bit of gold under the refraction of the light in the store, with targeted murderous aura and spiritual pressure to scare people in place.

Then, lift your leg, kick, and step.

Hook the kicked knife to yourself

At his feet, he bent down and picked up the blade and threw it towards the murderer's cheek, watching with satisfaction that the blade brushed his cheek and drew a bloodstain, and then fell from mid-air to the deserted ground as if the stamina was not enough.

During this period, I didn't forget to pull the phone away, making a sound that seemed to be heard when I was watching from a distance.

"what--"

The man sat on the ground with his legs limp.

[The police gentlemen present are quite powerful and have already caught the prisoner. 】

She said playfully and pointedly raised her index finger to her lips, signaling the police officers over there to stop talking.

What nonsense are you talking about with your eyes open?

They were still on alert, and the tense police officers had question marks all over their faces.

who I am?where am I?What should I do?

[Um?actually……]

Hearing intermittent voices coming from the opposite side, Shiori immediately raised her volume.

[Tell Ranpo for me, it seems that we will be making donuts at home today.I'll send Guangzhong to the detective agency in the afternoon. 】

[Random steps? 】

The vague and intermittent voice suddenly became clear, as if he had answered the phone from Mr. Fukuzawa.

[The famous detective wants chocolate flavor! 】

【No problem. 】

Everyone standing on the set of the barbecue shop looked at the powerful woman in front of her smiling like a spring breeze, showing a tolerant smile similar to that of a mother.

Are you fine? !

The suspect just now was scared to tears by you, do you know that?

Because Shiori had been out for a long time, the group of four in the box who was a little worried opened the door, and happened to see that particularly handsome flying kick.

"Sister Shiori is amazing."

The loli in the little red dress exclaimed softly.

"Ah, this is really unexpected. When Shiori was on campus..."

"He's always been very gentle."

Izumo glanced at Wang beside him, after all, he was Shiori's real high school classmate.

"No, it's just the same."

The king lazily glanced at the situation over there, and withdrew the red flame that had been prepared in his hand.

Poke the strawberries in the strawberry sparkling wine and pop them into your mouth.