I was touched by Yokohama

Hearing Edogawa Ranpo's words, Chacha paused, and looked at him quietly, his eyes filled with the clear sunlight of the afternoon.

"Mr. Ranpo, I'm sorry for leaving without saying anything."

"But for Mr. Ranpo, now he has his own path that he can firmly follow."

Edogawa stared at her steadfastly, as if he was happy with her affirmation, but at the same time he seemed to be thinking suspiciously.

"Mr. Ranpo like this, I believe no matter what happens next—" At this time, the little girl slightly bent her cat's eyes, and a slight smile rose from the corner of her mouth.

"It will definitely continue to shine."

Edogawa hurriedly stood up.

"You really want to go! You have to go again!"

He patted the table, as if he had nowhere to vent, he could only stare at her angrily with a pair of emerald eyes.

Chacha was silent for a while, her eyes rarely drifted away.

"Are you hungry?" Facing the angry Ranbu Maomao, she tried to change the subject again, "Do you want to go buy some dinner together?"

"Master Ranpo is full of anger!" Edogawa Ranpo turned his back to her.

Chacha felt helpless.

"Then I'll go buy it."

After all, waiting for her to wait until now, skipping dinner and only eating snacks is not very good for the human body.

As soon as she got up, she walked to the door of the detective agency and just held the doorknob when there was the sound of a chair rubbing against the ground behind her, followed by a thumping sound of running over.

Her sleeves were pulled.

"Master Ranbu has been waiting here long enough today." The youth's clear and aggrieved voice sounded behind him.

"I don't want to be here alone anymore."

"Don't try to get rid of Ranpo-sama."

Chacha turned her head and responded softly.

"Then let's go shopping together."

Chacha thought that Ranpo Edogawa had given up on this matter until the evening.

Today, Edogawa Luanbo went to bed very early, and after washing, he looked slumped and rolled up the quilt.

Chachamao jumped on the bed and thought about it, then snuggled up to the pillow.

Edogawa Ranpo didn't turn his head, but he seemed to feel it, and his body relaxed a little.

"Master Ranpo guessed a little bit what you are going to do next."

With a rustling sound, he turned over to look at her.

When the eyes were opened, they were like emerald green lake water, revealing a calmness and rationality that did not match his before.

He can't fully see through the clues in the world, but he can deduce part of it.

Chachamao stared at him calmly, and the tip of its tail wobbled softly.

"Be careful." He muttered softly.

"Also, even if you leave, you will come back to me in the future."

He bit the words "come back" and "I" very hard, and thought for a while, as if he felt that he needed a proof, so he stretched out his hand towards Chacha.

Chacha's eyes fell on Edogawa's raised little finger.

"If you agree, pull the hook." Edogawa Ranpo said softly, his breathing could be clearly heard in the quiet room.

Chacha's eyes moved back to the black-haired detective's face.

"Meow."

After a while, a cat's tail stretched out, and the fluffy pure white tail tip was lightly hooked on the little finger.

"..."

After pulling the hook, Edogawa Luanbu pinched Chachamao's tail and rubbed it with his fingers, seeming to be in a much better mood.

"Master Ranbu is going to sleep."

He rolled over and rolled the quilt up a little tighter.

Like really asleep.

Chachamao tilted her head and closed her eyes.

In her sleep, she felt the desire of another world again, and she seriously expressed her rejection.

The shell of that world seemed to be hit, whimpering and not showing up again.

Chacha couldn't figure out why that world shell wanted to pull her over so much.

However, it was only a temporary solution to one matter. Facts have proved that today's world is destined to be extraordinarily busy, and many people come to him.

A book with complicated patterns on it exudes a faint light in the dark dreamland, sinking up and down.

On the cover of the book, it says "StrayDogs".

This is the projection of "book".

Chacha blinked, looked at this guy who took the initiative to run into her dream, did not speak, his expression was very calm.

After a while, finally, "Book" couldn't hold back anymore.

【You still want to destroy me? 】

【In the beginning, I never planned to do anything to you. 】

[As long as you... take a step back now, I can act as if nothing happened, and I am willing to be driven by you. 】

Chacha: "I refuse."

【Why?Obviously it won't hinder you!I am always attached to you. 】

"I hate bondage." Chacha replied.

She raised her eyes, the golden pupils were bright and majestic at this moment, and the long river of time twinkling with stars was rolling in them.

"I don't hate fate, but I hate being bound by fate."

Everyone's life is 90.00% [-]% likely to make the same choice and embark on the same path without knowing it, but as long as there is even that [-]% possibility of change, this A destiny is to be free.

And the "book" that records the fate of a group of "wild dogs" also frames their fate invisibly.

Unless a "miracle" happens.

Chacha walked towards the "book" step by step, and the speed of the "book"'s ups and downs became slightly faster, as if she was a little afraid.

[But that won't affect you at all! 】

"Yes." Chacha spit out a word and reached out to hold it.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

Even though it was just a projection, "Book" still felt uneasy, as if he was really held in her palm.

In the next moment, the phantom of the "book" in Chacha's hand completely disintegrated, leaving a white spot of light.

It ran away, leaving only the last sentence, which seemed to be nostalgic and resentful.

[Books will haunt the world, you can't get rid of me. 】

……

The situation in Yokohama has become increasingly chaotic.

In order to find people with supernatural powers, the mafia organizations, large and small, are acting even more unscrupulously.There is a constant influx of purposeful outsiders.

And among the people in Yokohama who wanted to catch Chacha, there was actually a very small number of people who helped Chacha cover up his tracks.

Most of the people that Chacha had treated before knew that Chacha had the ability to revive others, they immediately forgot how good their injuries were, and continued to catch Chacha.But there are also a small group of people who are grateful and remember the favor.

However, whether it's ungrateful or grateful, it doesn't affect Chacha.

She is still being her own little kitten, and sometimes she even turns back into a human being and stays in a quieter place.

Yokohama was a noisier place for Chacha as those people's craving for such a thing as resurrection grew.

It's raining again.

Chacha was holding a dessert bag and standing on the side of the street with a transparent umbrella.

It was raining heavily, crackling bean-sized raindrops fell on the head, so there were not many people on the street, and it seemed very deserted.

Chacha confirmed that the dessert bag was not wet, and continued to walk steadily.

This limited dessert was brought to her by Mr. Chuya.

Although Chacha did not agree to go back with Zhongyuan Zhongye last time, Zhongyuan Zhongye also said that she should keep in touch when parting, otherwise she would not be able to know her current situation and safety in time.

So under Zhongyuan Zhongye's suggestion, Chacha would come out to meet Zhongyuan Zhongye every two or three days as agreed.

The rain rolled down the umbrella surface, and the blurred transparent umbrella covered Chacha's face.

The little girl stepped on the wet ground, occasionally splashing small water splashes around her feet.

Until a section of crimson small foreign dress skirt like the folds of petals appeared in her vision.

Chacha raised her eyes, and the blond girl was smiling sweetly at her.

"Chacha! We finally meet again."

Chacha blinked: "Alice?"

"Is Chacha wondering why I'm here?" Alice pouted, "It's all because of the annoying Rintaro!"

"Alice-chan~Alice-chan~" A man's voice seemed to be calling Alice's name very eagerly.

As the sound progressed from far to near, a bearded man in a white coat appeared in the rain, and finally stood in front of Chacha.

"Alice-chan~ You're running around again, which worries me too much."

When his eyes fell, Chacha was not sure for a moment who he was saying this to.

There seems to be a pause of one second.

"If you can't find me, it means Rin Taro is useless." Alice said with a disgusted face, hid under Chacha's umbrella to avoid the rain, and took advantage of the opportunity to put her arm around Chacha.

And in the next second, the man's deep purple eyes filled with faint smiles, he stared at Chacha, and opened his mouth logically.

"Miss Chacha, long time no see."

"Mr. Sen." Chacha responded politely and said hello.

In fact, it hadn't been too long since the last time I saw Alice.

Mori Ogai felt happy, he saw the clothes on Chacha clearly.

The little girl looked up at him with a soft and calm expression on her little face.Snow-colored soft long hair hangs down the waist, and the light blue skirt with pure white lace outlines the slender waist, and the skirt blooms like light flowers in full bloom.

Combining sweetness and serenity.

This dress suits her very well.Mori Ogai thought so.

"Is there something wrong, Mr. Sen?" Chacha asked.

She knew that it was not just an accident that Mori Ogai appeared here.

It could only be arranged by him.

"Miss Chacha is so direct." Mori Ogai laughed.

"Okay, then it's okay to say it directly."

Mori Ogai raised the corners of his mouth and smiled lowly.

"Miss Chacha, remember when I said that I wanted to invite Miss to join our port mafia?"

"I told the lady not to refuse in a hurry, so now, has the lady considered it?"

Chacha blinked her cat-like round eyes twice.

According to the choices of ordinary people, if he was hunted down by the whole Yokohama now, and met such an olive branch and shelter offered by such a kind person, he would have already agreed in a hurry.

"I remember." Chacha said, "but sorry, Mr. Sen, my answer has not changed."

"I'm not going to join the port mafia."

Hearing this, Mori Ogai's expression was not surprising.

"Could it be that the concept of the port mafia doesn't meet Miss Chacha's expectations?"

"No." Chacha shook her head, "Black and white are not that important."

"It's because I never planned to join any organization."

Didn't even plan to join any organization until now... Mori Ogai sighed, with regret in his eyes.

"In that case, there is no way."

A group of well-trained mafia suddenly appeared in the rain and pointed their guns at Chacha.

"Miss Chacha refuses to join the Mafia, so it can only be used as a target of... profit."