Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

Going back to Yokohama from Beppu is obviously the same road, but with a different mood, the scenery on the roadside and the friends around me seem to be different.

The most intuitive point.

Except for Edogawa Ranpo who was spoiled by her as her own dagger when they met for the first time.

At first, when she saw Kunikida Doppo, she felt that he was a reliable and somewhat rigid righteous young man.

But, looking at it now, it feels more like a young junior who has some minor flaws and acts impatiently.

In my heart, I couldn't help raising myself up a generation.

Fortunately, because the other party is only 22 years old, although it doesn't look like it.

In a broad sense, if the ages of the two of them are rounded up, there can be a difference of tens of digits, so there is nothing wrong with the calculation. (No)

Obviously she didn't have the addiction of being an elder before.

"Sister Shiori, let's go shopping together."

When Shiori was in a state of entanglement, the little loli sitting next to her waved to her loudly.

Anna was rarely lively during the trip, and she met friends of the same age, and she even had a lot of smiles on her face.

After exchanging contact information with Jinghua, she held Shiori's hand contentedly and walked towards the dining car.

"Sister Shiori, she looks different from the last time I met. The breath of the slate, um... are you?"

Probably because she was playing a little crazy, and after observing for a while, there was indeed no particularly urgent incident. The ghost lamp that appeared on the last day made her feel a little strange. Anna didn't want her own guesses to disturb the fun of others' vacation.

When they were about to separate, they finally talked about the issues that had been pressing in her heart for three or four days.

There was doubt and concern in the dark purple eyes that were almost crimson, and the question was a little cryptic.

Anna was once tried to be connected to the slate, and was often influenced by Zhou Fangzun, even earlier than Zhou Fang, who had to suppress his own breath, saw something wrong with Shiori.

In addition, her natural perception ability has a bit of foresight, so when she tentatively expresses her opinion, she actually almost knows the result.

"Ah."

Shiori laughed dumbfounded, nodded, feeling her unreserved concern, raised her hand to stroke the little girl's fluffy hair.

No wonder Fukuzawa Yukichi also likes to touch her head all the time, the long silver hair that is as smooth as silk slides in the palm of his hand, it feels really great.

Anna's perception ability is innate, and this ability has been fully confirmed when she was an outsider, and now she should be the most familiar with the existence of the slate among all the clan members who are not kings.

And although Shiori has indeed suppressed all the authority of the Colorless King, she is indeed the new king who has been officially recognized by Slate, and it is only natural that she is contaminated by Slate's breath.

"The fox that stared at Tatara last time was the colorless king of the previous generation. After that, Slate came to me. Recently, it sneaked out by accident, so Zhou Fang should be careful."

Even if Anna didn't come to look for her now, she just wanted to remind Zhou Fang when she got off the car later.

"Well, it's okay. Zun will protect us, and sister Shiori has to be careful herself."

Little Lolita kept the reminder in mind and nodded seriously.

"If, if it's true, his goal is definitely to find you."

As for the mindless fox, Shiori didn't want to bother to think about what the fox would do after finding her.

"Hahahaha, it doesn't matter to me. It's an ancestor who can't even summon the sword of Damocles, what right does it have to stand in front of me?"

The misty sanctuary power condensed into a delicate long sword in Shiori's hand.

The decorative chain, which looks like ice crystals and broken diamonds, is wrapped around the body of the sword, which looks quite low-key and luxurious, small but with a deterrent force that cannot be ignored.

"Well... that's right."

Anna carefully looked at the scaled-down version of the Sword of Damocles, the Colorless King, and after a few seconds, it seemed as if she had ended her mind.

With his own small coffers, he swept up all the red snacks in the dining car with a big shot.

Being able to precisely control one's own strength, even when the ability is activated, there will be no concrete sword above the head. It is almost impossible for Weitzman's deviation value to go wild, and it is much more stable than Zun.

Although it can't be seen clearly, Anna is actually a hidden snack.

The little girl, who was relieved, ate a whole large portion of crispy purple potato strips with a lethal amount of ketchup under the worried gaze of her guardian.

Back on the seat, Shiori, who leaned on Fukuzawa Yukichi's shoulder with peace of mind, also hugged the snack bag she just bought.Fukuzawa Yukichi watched her behavior, and uncharacteristically said nothing, and even handed her a tissue to wipe her mouth after she gnawed the snack crookedly.

This obviously attracted the attention of a certain group of pets, and he turned around sullenly.

"Humph."

"Speaking of which, this brand of crispy noodles seems to have a lottery card."

The upturned Shiori was obviously aware of her presumptuousness, and immediately sat upright.

In order to divert the other party's attention, he saw that he also had a pack of crispy noodles of the same brand in his hand. He moved forward and started a bet with the elementary school student in the front seat who had no nutrition at all.

"Luanbu, do you want to bet? Whether the card in my hand wins the prize, I bet."

She shook the card in her hand, her tone eager to try.

"The luck of a famous detective is never bad, and the cards in my hand can also win the lottery."

Luanbu didn't want to take advantage, after all, the probability of winning and not winning the lottery is not [-]-[-], so he picked up the packaging bag at hand.

Of course he said harsh words, but the black-rimmed glasses in the detective's pocket were ready to move.

Using [Super Reasoning] to know the result in advance, the famous detective will be absolutely invincible.

No, no, luck alone, even a famous detective won't lose.

"Come on, one game will determine the outcome."

The two took out a five-yuan coin without giving in to each other, and scratched off the layer in front of Fukuzawa Yukichi.

【Congratulations on winning】

The silver coating material was scratched off almost at the same time, and the two glanced at each other's hands, and the content was exactly the same.

Congratulations on winning.

"Both of you are lucky today."

Shiori and Ranpo turned their heads and glanced at Fukuzawa Yukichi. It was originally a boring activity for joking to relieve the atmosphere, but somehow, both of them got really angry.

"Random... Step first... Uh-wah."

Atsushi Nakajima, who had no idea what happened, tried to open his mouth to ease the atmosphere, but was covered by Kyoka beside him.

"You two are children."

Conan, who had undergone the collapse of the world view and rebuilt it, squinted his half-moon eyes, sat in his seat, and complained softly.

Then, I saw the two people who were still facing each other turn their heads almost in sync.

He trembled involuntarily under the dangerous eyes that saw everything and shut up if he didn't want to be sued.

Almost caught the fish in the pond.

Almost didn't want to admit that one of them over there was his idol, um, former idol.

But why is the synchronization rate between the two of you so high? !

Conan Edogawa, who has been completely reduced to a machine of complaints, said that he also has something to say in his heart.

"go again?"

The two people who met to redeem the prize opened another bag on the spot.

The words "Congratulations on winning the prize" once again appeared in front of the two of them.

The two looked at each other and were silent at the same time.

Under the twitching corner of the flight attendant's mouth, he took the third bag casually.

The fourth pack...

The two who had finally gathered all the members of the detective agency, under the skeptical eyes of the flight attendant, returned to their seats full of crisp noodles.

So why did they almost quarrel just now?

Can't remember much.

Excessive good luck seems to be reminding the two of them, why are they arguing, and how good it is to eat and drink.

Departing from Yokohama Station, when I arrived home, for unknown reasons, there seemed to be a thin layer of mist in the air.

The rest of the detective agency went back to the dormitory, only Shiori was going in almost the opposite direction. Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at the little girl and wanted to send her back, but he seemed to have received an urgent call from an old friend.

He draped his coat over Shiori's shoulders, and patted her shoulder apologetically.

Shiori didn't feel anything, anyway, she wasn't such a hypocritical person, and it's not like she couldn't see her anymore.

She smoothed her coat and took a taxi by herself.

The taxi drove to the residential area, and Shiori got off at the intersection.

Carrying a suitcase and approaching the house, Shiori felt a little bit guilty.

I keep giving myself hints.

There is no famous detective like Edogawa Ranpo in their family, who can see through the truth of everything just by looking at micro expressions and details.

So this thing can probably...

Hide it for a while.

Little did he know that his family (at least within Honmaru) was perfectly prepared.

As for what to prepare for?

Hehehehe...

Xiaodou Changguang seems to be carefully selecting the best red beans recently, the kind that picks one by one.

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There was light rain in the sky.

Because she was carrying things in her hands, and the umbrella was placed in the suitcase, it was not convenient to carry, and the rain was not dense, so she just continued to speed up her pace.

After carrying the suitcase to the door, three figures rushed out from the door, and the roles had already been assigned.

Hasebe helped her carry the suitcase, Ba Xing took the gift in her hand, and the candlestick propped up a large black umbrella with a long handle.

The whole seemingly grand welcome ceremony made Shiori a little confused.

"Welcome back."

Yumeno Hisaku poked out half of his face from the door, and the stars in his pupils seemed to be a little brighter.

"Ah."

Probably the expressions on other people's faces infected Shiori, and the little girl, who has a strong empathy ability, couldn't help but smile.

"I'm back."

It's like high school students with strict tutors are not allowed to have puppy love during school.

On the first night of her return home, Shiori secretly sent a few messages on her mobile phone, and got a response that there was indeed trouble, and was called to sleep by the "teaching director" at a familiar time.

Shiori, who didn't get the exact information, was furious.

As if he was at odds with him, he casually said good night, didn't obey at all, and started a new round of work on his own.

She also has serious business to do.

Mr. Ghost Lantern has traveled many times in this world, and practice makes perfect.But this time, the target of the other party's pursuit is probably the ultimate goal of himself.

She naturally inquired carefully about the progress of catching the dead on the other side.

[To be honest, few of the dead are smart, and they have almost been found after a beating, but...]

[The trace of the fox disappears. 】

[Probably recapturing the body of a living person. 】

When she went to work the next day, Shiori went upstairs to fish with snacks and dark circles under her eyes.

In fact, just judging from the above points, there is not much difference between talking about this relationship and not talking about it before.

The only difference is that she is now able to do things secretly while eating snacks and fishing.

For example, sneaking into the president's office to take over Qi Luozi's tea-making job, or trying to pick out the broccoli and green peppers that I don't want to eat when eating, or for example, the dark circles under my eyes were covered before, but now they are exposed brightly, I even want to paint a lying silkworm with brown eye shadow. (No)

The detective agency seems to be planning to sort out the reports for the whole quarter after the end of the end of the month trip, and after that, the annual leave can be continued.

However, criminals who are keen to make troubles never give up their crimes just because the Chinese New Year is coming soon.

I don't know whether it is better to call them dedicated or incomprehensible.

In the past few days when they traveled to the hot springs, there were several cases of disappearance in Yokohama. The disappearance is not the key point. In such a port city with a special background, people with unknown identities disappear every day, but The missing person—

They are all supernatural powers recorded by the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

Almost at the same moment, another "suicide case of a person with supernatural abilities" similar to the case a few years ago followed.