Social animals don't deserve love

As soon as the glasses were gone, the space in the car suddenly became much larger.After adjusting the seats, Akiko moved to my side: "Don't think so much, go back and have a good rest. By the way, this."

She motioned to Mr. Kunikida, who was driving, and the other handed over the small ideal book: "Put it in, take it by yourself."

Akiko took the handbook and opened it, took out a crumpled piece of paper and handed it to me: "This is an exchange I made when I was treating Dostoevsky."

Of course she participated in the casino operation, but she kept a low profile and didn't show up because of security needs.

After the "book" was torn up by Fubuki Yada, the Russians were seriously injured by internal strife. After disposing of the explosives, she was invited to the top floor by Osamu Dazai, and what she saw were several "good-for-nothings" lying on the ground.

Ango Sakaguchi hugged Fubuki like a mad dog and refused to let go. No matter who came close, he would be attacked with a vicious look, but it was useless. In the end, Mr. Ranpo whispered, "If you don't let go, there is really no hope." He panicked. At a loss... half of the usual elite appearance can't be seen.

As for the Russian who was on the verge of death purely due to trauma... She didn't really want to treat him.But one was due to the fate of the doctor, and the other was that the missing page of the book was missing, so Osamu Dazai stepped forward to negotiate for 30 seconds, and Dostoevsky decisively chose to save his life.

In addition, those who were soaked in the water and those lying on the ground, although they were injured but no one lost their lives, all in all, the action was a victory as expected.

PortMafia's boat appeared at the end, dragging the casino floating on the sea back to the coast of Yokohama, and evacuated the crowd to take away Sigma who was sleeping in the office. The wounded were sent to the internal hospital by the hounds who had been waiting for a long time by the beach. Monitoring, the matter has just come to an end.

The devil is finally going back to Siberia to grow potatoes, and the doctor lady is reluctantly satisfied with the result.

"The page that Dostoevsky stole from the army?"

I took this page and spread it out. The front side was full of setting descriptions about Sky Casino and Sigma, and the back side was left half blank, presumably for the purpose of dealing with difficulties.

All of these are okay to say, only the last line of handwriting that was left but erased made me blush.

——Anna is my beloved wife.

"Ahem, this page lost its effect long before you sneaked into the casino."

Stiffly breaking the topic, I stretched out my hand, and a blank literature book emerged out of thin air, lying obediently on my lap.Opening this book, I let Akiko read the story after tearing up the page: "Oh, I'm not good at writing novels, it's dry... If only Sakunosuke could write it, he is a very good writer."

"..."

Jingzi's reaction after reading it at a glance was as follows: "What is hidden in the heads of you smart people? Is it the whole universe? Come here and open it for me!"

The president sat in front and coughed, barely preventing the tragic incident of the social doctor bullying the members: "Yada, the report said that you tore up the 'book' to prevent it from being snatched by other countries..."

"That's why I said that the brain powers the heart. She arranged all the subsequent plots in the book in advance, and she lied to Dostoevsky, Sakaguchi Ango, and us by the way." Akiko didn't He poked my forehead angrily: "That's why I have been in a coma for so long, huh? You asked for it!"

"Oh... isn't that just an explanation? I'll write the follow-up report from the Supernatural Secret Service. Dostoevsky is really difficult to deal with. If he can't be psychologically damaged, It's hard to guarantee that he will come up with some bad idea once he slaps his head."

I clipped the single page in, and erected the book to cover my face: "This is the second person besides Ango to write a love letter to me. No matter how I think about it, I feel that I have earned it!"

"...Shut up. Stop insisting on that weird 'ordinary person' character design! What misunderstanding do you have about the concept of 'ordinary person'?" In a sense, Dostoevs Jizhen has met his nemesis, and people can't help but sympathize...

Akiko shoved the book back into my arms, and if Kunikida Doppo hadn't been driving, I would have applauded her.

When I came outside the office, the president didn't walk in front, but let Akiko push me to the front: "Hurry up, everyone has been preparing for a long time, and I'm waiting for you."

Pushing away the offices with the mood of "I'll just see what you are all struggling with", the first person to rush forward is Socrates, who is meowing and complaining.The orange cannon shot straight into my arms, and the fluffy cat's head was humming, chirping, and licking—I should be raising a cat, why was it suddenly so enthusiastic like a dog?

Touch the cat that keeps sticking to my body, and the lattes that are a little late are scattered everywhere.

"Congratulations on recovering your health—!"

Jinghua and Naomi opened the flower tube with a serious face, and the colorful colored paper rushed to my head and face.

The desks were put together to form a large dining table, and the owner and wife of the whirlpool coffee shop stood beside them wiping their hands, proud of their favorite work.A little farther away, Kenji was very curious as he circled around the chocolate cake in the middle of the table. Dazai hid behind Aton and occasionally reached out to steal snacks from the plate, but Mr. Ranpo who was unwilling to share the whole thing with him All the plates were taken away.

Ribbons and colorful balloons were hung on the windows for decoration. Akiko stood behind me and sighed: "Today's wine was provided by the PortMafia cadre brother, but unfortunately you can't drink it, haha!"

By the way, I still owe Nakaya a new set of clothes but haven't cashed in. When I pass by the port to visit Sigma one day, I must remember to invite him to go shopping...

"Go in, you're the only one left."

Mr. Kunikida urged me, I simply don't know whether to lift my left foot or my right foot first.

Staggering into the office with Socrates in his arms, Jinghua immediately came over and clinged to me: "..."

"I'm back, little mirror flower."

Lowering her head and rubbing the top of her head, the little girl pursed her lips and smiled faintly: "Welcome home, Sister Chuuxue."

Yes, I have a home.

a month later

Armed Detective Agency

"People are here again today?" Yosano Akiko, who was buried in fashion magazines, didn't look up, and Edogawa Ranpo, who was reading manga, stretched out a hand: "I would like to bet and admit defeat."

Miyazawa Kenji obediently took out the "bet" from his overalls pocket and handed it to the winner.

A detective touched the "bet" away twice, and tore it apart with a crackling sound.

The core of the gambling game sat on the seat with his fingers flying, and the documents in front of him rapidly decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye. A young man with two-color long hair in a black suit sat on the reception sofa near the gate. People who fly.The space invisible to the naked eye was filled with an indescribably strange atmosphere. A Dun, who was super able to read the air, brought tea and fled far away crying while hugging the tea tray.

"Mr. Kunikida! What should we do?"

The white-haired boy had tears in his eyes, but the senior remained unmoved: "The commission is completed? The investigation is over? The report is finished?"

Atsushi Nakajima was sunk after three consecutive kills, and his eyes were wide open when he was picked up by Quan Jinghua, who was about to start school and came to help at the end: "Sister Fuxue will solve it."

"But, but... so scary!" The little tiger was so cowardly that he almost rolled his tail into a ball.

"That's a problem." Kunikida Doppo slightly amplified his voice, "Yada, go and deal with your housework."

"Oh." The sound of the keyboard being almost smashed stopped, the chair moved slightly, and the orange-white cat lying not far away ran over and jumped into my arms with a soft murmur: "Mi~"

"Okay, I'll take you out to play later, okay?" Shunmao for a while, I don't know how many promises I made until the young master was satisfied and took the initiative to loosen my paw, I let go of my cat and walked to the reception room .

The stained glass partition had been replaced long ago, and the sofa had also been replaced with new cushions. Sigma and the glasses were sitting face to face. If it weren't for the table separating them, they might have been able to fight.

"Brother is here? The tea is cold, I'll go get you a new one." He tested the temperature of the teacup with the back of his hand, and before I could pick up the tea set, he pushed a cardboard box from his hand in a deep voice: "The new cook made it." Snacks, here for you to taste. I'm going back to the port to get busy, remember to stay away from the scum."

The glasses coughed: "Registration of supernatural powers, please take the time to fulfill your 'civic duty'."

The last four words were bitten very hard by him.

I watched Sigma clenched his fists and hurriedly took the cardboard box he pushed: "Okay, thank you brother, the taste must be very good. I will bring Jinghua back to Aoba District on weekends, don't forget to call Shangzhongya together ,What do you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine. I will arrange the time well. It is definitely not like someone whose presence at home is not as good as the garbage in the corner." He squinted his glasses and said goodbye coldly: "Let's go, eat well."

The door opened and closed, and I sat where Sigma was just now. Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses and touched his sleeves, readjusted his sitting posture, as if he was sitting in front of a judge and waiting for a sentence: "How do you feel today?"

"Let's go for a walk together, Anwu. A Dun?" I called out, and the little tiger flashed to my hand: "Sister Chuuxue?"

"Take it for everyone, don't forget to leave a piece for me." Handing over the snack box to him, he looked back at the black-haired young man who was so nervous that he was almost sweating: "I'll send you back to the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

Recently, the Supernatural Secret Service Division has taken a much tougher control over the supernatural power users in Yokohama, and has done a few things that should be done. In theory, it has finally assumed the responsibilities of the government agency, but... casually let Ango himself outside Let's go, I'm afraid he will be dragged into the alley with a sack on the way.

Walking out of the red brick building, he slowed down his pace, walking side by side.

The setting sun dyed half of the sky red, and pedestrians hurried past at the intersection, like flocks of returning crows rushing back to their nests.Ango Sakaguchi walked beside me, struggling to resist the flow of people coming in the opposite direction.

"Be careful!" He stretched out his hand to stop a boy who broke away from his mother and ran wantonly, so as to save him from the encounter of "falling on the ground".The child's mother quickly caught up, hugged the child and bowed frequently to thank us, and then pulled the boy away: "Don't run too fast by yourself, or mother will not see you."

Watching the mother and son join the crowd, Ango Sakaguchi looked back at his smiling ex-wife beside him.

The short black hair was grown long, hanging down softly on the shoulders, and the bangs covered the forehead, drawing a delicate arc.She was wearing an off-white long dress and a light brown shawl, and her light makeup was only a little red on her lips.

Recently, I always fall into contemplation unknowingly. For example, now, just looking at her side face makes my thoughts disconnect, and then stagnate for a long time.