Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

Shiori froze on the spot for three to five seconds, blinking in bewilderment, the scorching temperature burned from her cheeks to her neck.

The corners of the eyes were also stained with a blush like rouge.

Hearing the sound that was about to explode outside the wall, he looked at Doppo Kunikida who was also flustered beside him.

At once……

Obviously just a very normal thing happened just now, although it may be a little unexpected, why does it make people feel extra subtle when it is mentioned like this?

Shiori stepped down from Fukuzawa Yukichi, because she just turned into a cat again in the dojo, Shiori didn't wear shoes, and her bare feet were on the ground in the garden.

She leaned over and pulled the clogs that had just been placed on the ground, because they had been placed outdoors, the clogs were cool.

The white dress immediately fell down with her movements, covering Shiori's skin tightly, except that wearing so many at this season would make her look a little cooler, there was nothing wrong with it.

She sighed.

"I'll go back and have a look..."

"Oh, no, according to the speed on the other side, it's probably too late."

She supported her forehead, stretched her hands into the bunt that was draped over her body, straightened her clothes, and seemed to be very serious about smoothing out all the corners that would lead to misunderstanding.

"Kunikida-kun, although you are indeed a detective, don't be too imaginative when you see the picture and directly associate the whole incident..."

"what?"

So he just misunderstood?

Kunikida Doppo, who was only in his early 20s this year, also seemed a little flustered about things that were not planned.

"Kunikida always seems to get upset when things don't go according to plan."

Miss Shiori, who had returned to her usual elegant state, approached him, frowning and looking at him with some trouble.

Different from the usual gentle and calm, it may be because she just woke up from a dream (?) or pushed forward after a fight, I don’t know if it’s the aura of getting up or the murderous aura, but it is faintly but truly lingering on her body.

Vaguely, Kunikida Doppo, who had already experienced a lot of things, shrank unconsciously, and his intuition told him that he had saved his life in various big scenes.

The woman in front of her, at least for now, is in a rather bad mood, and she is also very difficult to mess with.

Girls get angry, especially girls with medical skills get angry...

It is very likely that it will become another Dr. Yosano in the dissecting room.

"You were too loud just now, the next door... is my house."

She raised her eyebrows, explaining the equally loud "Alukin" just now.

"Kunikida, you still have something to learn."

On the one hand, Luanpo was not frightened by Shiori in this state, and threw a newly opened delicious stick into his mouth.

"Mr. Ranpo..."

"I'm sorry..."

Kunikida Doppo unconsciously took a few steps back before seeing Miss Shiori in such a state.

"It's the same for Hasebe. I heard a few words casually. As long as it is related to me, the character that explodes instantly has to be restrained a little bit."

She didn't seem to hear the apology, so she took a few steps forward and turned her head.

The tone is soft and helpless, with some intimacy and annoyance towards the family, but it seems to have other meanings.

Kunikida also looked over, thinking of the less commonly used address in the other party's mouth.

That's not what ordinary stewards call their employers, it's more like a warrior in ancient times who was loyal to his king.

and so--

Sure enough, Miss Shiori is the eldest lady of the family? ?

He unconsciously started to think about it again.

"Kunikida."

Just when he was starting to think about Miss Shiori's identity, he heard the unhurried voice of his master beside him.

"President!"

"It's been a long time since you came here. It's a rare opportunity to try your latest skills."

"Yes!"

It seems that the president's current mood is also not very good.

He pushed his glasses and glanced behind him.

The young man who hurried over looked to be about his age, with light gray hair, wearing a white and purple sportswear suit, and carrying a flower hoe in his hand.

"host……"

The young man was looking at his Ji Jun carefully up and down, and immediately stood upright after Shiori complained distressedly, carefully thinking about his Ji Jun's mood.

It seems that if she shows dissatisfaction or anger, Mr. Zhonggou can immediately take the seat and plead guilty.

"Someone misunderstood just now, and nothing really happened."

Shiori obviously understands his temperament, even if he is still a little angry at getting up now, he can't say anything serious to him, otherwise, even if what he said is a temporary anger, it will be taken seriously.

"Yes!"

"but……"

Because of the big commotion, Shiori, who was still a little angry to wake up, was slowly regaining her sanity, and her mind also began to wake up.

"Just now, Kunikida-kun shouted quite loudly, but the reaction on the other side was too quick."

"How many people on the other side of the flowers have escaped to the corner?"

"..."

This is a bit tricky.

The expression on Hasebe's face stiffened instantly, he naturally obeyed his orders with all his strength, but be it.

"puff……"

Shiori laughed, his face full of relief.

"Okay, okay, I'll go back later. I'll give you time, and I really want to hear what stories you can make up."

"Yes……"

Sure enough, he still didn't want to tell Ji Jun that no one in the pill today had any serious affairs, and they all found reasons to stay near the flowers just now.

Or drinking tea or pretending to hoe.

Each knife faction has a representative with high motivation and concealment in front of it, and the rest spread three or five picnic towels not far from the flower garden, and held a tea party in style.

If it weren't for the fact that there weren't many people standing in that area, probably all the members would really be mobilized. The scene was spectacular...

It can only be said that it is difficult for colleagues to not make any changes.

It would be even worse to tell Ji Jun.

# # #

After finishing her family affairs, Shiori refocused on training, and Kunikida was struggling to avoid Fukuzawa Yukichi's attack in the dojo.

Shizhi stepped forward and sat beside Ranpo.

"Did you suddenly feel that you are quite powerful?"

Luanbu glanced at Shiori next to him, moved a little to the side, and handed out the unsealed Miaojiao bag in a friendly manner.

"do you want to eat?"

"Thank you."

Bored, she put the Miaojiao corners on her fingers one by one, opened her five fingers to look around, and then bit one after another.

"I feel that Kunikida's speed and parrying reflexes are not as good as mine just now. He is probably the fighting school in the detective agency, so... maybe I can do it."

"You persisted under the president's command for almost four or 10 minutes, and you didn't have a particularly obvious defeat when you stopped at the end, and Kunikida has never won against the president."

Luanbu poured a new cup of tea, slowly.

"So, Shiori, why do you always feel that you are not good at getting close?"

"Because the people who can be compared with you are too powerful?"

Shiori raised her head and thought carefully for a few seconds, and seriously came to a conclusion that seemed unusual.

Most of her family members are good at melee combat. The skills highlighted by the family members don't dare to say that they can do it without reaching the captain level. If the standard is lowered, the pull line can be pulled up to the deputy team level at most...

"Although I always feel that thinking like this is an illusion of exaggerating myself, but it feels like it's true..."

She murmured slightly bewilderedly.

"Because my level is really the bottom one in our family."

"However, my long-distance combat level is in the front row at home. Of course, I always feel that this is because few people in my family are pure Dharma."

"The president feels that it will be very hard in the future."

Ranbu sighed with puffed food stuffed into his mouth again.

"No, if I like it..."

Shiori also touched her face not sure.

Parents feel that they are good at talking and treating her well, and Honmaru will not go against her ideas in essence.

As for the grandfather, the age and the like cannot be used as the reason why the grandfather dislikes Fukuzawa-kun. The difference between himself and his grandmother is three digits.

After holding on for about half an hour, Kunikida knelt and sat on the dojo covered in sweat.

"Would you like tea? Kunikida-kun."

Having cleaned up all the scars on her body, Shiori, who is now alive and kicking and has a little more confidence, waved at him, looking at Kunikida Doppo, who was a little embarrassed compared to him just now, suddenly felt that he was indeed hurt "Preferential treatment".

She straightened up, looked at Fukuzawa Yukichi who seemed to be warming up from the round just now, and held the wooden knife in his hand.

"It shouldn't be too difficult for me to apply for another fight now, right?"

"can."

She tied up her long hair, stepped forward, her toes briefly touched the ground, the wooden knives collided with each other, and the speed gradually increased.

The connection between Shiori's movements became smoother, and she tried her best to change her stereotyped thinking and analyze the other party's actions.

In addition, her speed is her specialty. Although there are still situations where her brain can react but her body can't, it doesn't hurt too much.

Kunikida Doppo watched Shiori's movements, secretly startled for a while.

In the detective agency, due to the special ability of Dr. Xie Ye, he can indeed be regarded as a half-fighting faction.

But in essence, her ability is still more healing, but Ms. Shiori has the same or even more convenient healing ability as Dr. Yosano, plus such a superb actual combat ability...

If it is an enemy, it is really a terrible thing.

"Huh - no more fights!"

Just when Kunikida was amazed by Miss Shiori's extraordinary fighting power.

She retreated with a maneuver force that was nearly twice as fast as during the fight. It seemed that she just tapped her toes, and in the blink of an eye, she retreated from the center of the dojo to the edge.

So, at this speed just now, is Miss Shiori still not serious?

"Take it easy, I'm still recovering. I'm going back early today to listen to family stories."

She waved her hand cheerfully, but suddenly her expression froze, probably because the movement just now brought it to the wound, and let out a hiss.

"it is good."

"Hmm... Sure enough, Fukuzawa-kun is still very aggressive. Will you be merciful?"

"I admit that you showed mercy last time, this round..."

Shiori raised her arm, just now she felt that she didn't dodge the innocuous attack, leaving an obvious red mark on Bai Nen's arm.

In the center of the red mark is a wound as thick as a little finger that was accidentally pulled by a wooden blade.

Because the opponent was growing too fast, Fukuzawa Yukichi, who was not paying attention and paying attention, was silent for a while.

Seriously reflect on your desire to survive.

"I'm hurt, I have to tell Ji Jun to hug and coax me to get better~"

Shiori put the wooden knife back on the knife holder.

The playwright sat on the floor of the dojo, his eyes widened, and he hummed arrogantly.

"You have to use deceptive words that you have never used before."

Fukuzawa Yukichi stepped forward in embarrassment, also put away the wooden knife in his hand, knelt down on one knee, and held Shiori's slender arm, looking serious.

"Blow it up for you, did the pain fly away?"

His silver-gray eyes were still shining with seriousness as always. Although he said some childish coaxing words, it was still accompanied by a strong sense of disobedience.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Shiori finally couldn't hold back her laughter and fell into Fukuzawa Yukichi's arms.

"That's what they said, right?"

Although he was a wayward child when he picked up Ranbu, he was past the age where he needed to be tricked by "magic" words like "pain flies away".

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who has no experience at all, is full of doubts.

"You look so cute coaxing children."

"But it's okay, I'm a baby."

Kunikida Doppo: So, what was he worried about just now?

Turning his head and saw the empty back again, he was even more at a loss——

Mr. Ranpo, when did you leave? ?

The author has something to say: In fact, Fukuzawa Yukichi (three-dimensional) should be quite good at coaxing children, but it is the kind of coaxing in a very serious way (straight men forcefully pour chicken soup bu).

He once published "Children's Teaching Grass", which is a fable story written for children. The truth is really hard core. For example, to cherish family members, he told a story about a mouse fleeing with its father on its back (I don't know why I saw that The terminology was poked at the point of laughter) Hahahaha, so here is a private setting.

small theater:

Kunikida: I shouldn't be here

Shizhi: Then you go, if you don’t go, you deserve to eat dog food, you see that Luanbu is more on the road