I was touched by Yokohama

Chacha blinked, wondering if there was something wrong with the system developed by Bai Lan.

100.

Chacha began to seriously think about the upper limit of this favorability.

It can't be 100 is the full value, right?

Chacha observed for a while, and found that 100 favorability was followed by a small, strange question mark.

【100(?)】

Why is there a question mark.

Chacha poked the system panel again, but there was a prompt: Unrecognizable.

She tilted her head and said, there should be a problem with the system.

"You..." Edogawa Ranpo suddenly put down the thick snack in his hand, and narrowed his eyes.

Chacha was still staring at the favorability level displayed above his head.

With the snow-haired girl's focused gaze, the favorability level on the top of his head seemed to be shy, and the color became more and more pink.

Why is it still changing color?

Chacha's gaze moved down, and saw Edogawa Ranbu's slightly crimson eyes.

Probably because the girl was silent for too long, the black-haired and emerald-eyed boy stared at her with his hands on his hips.

"Don't you want to raise Lord Ranbu?" He asked angrily.

The beautiful long and narrow green eyes are fully opened, looking quite imposing, but the tails of the eyes slightly stained with crimson still carry a hint of aggrieved.

Like a fierce and cute cat, the people in front of the temptation continued... to bully him.

How would you react if you bullied this cat?

Chacha reached out her hand and touched the end of his eyes with her fingertips.

Edogawa Ranpo flinched subconsciously, as if a drop of cool snow fell from the corners of his burning eyes.

"What are you doing?" Edogawa Ranpo's eyelashes trembled.

"Mr. Ranpo's here seems to be a little red." Chacha's reason is very good.

"Oh." Edogawa muffled in response.

Probably because Chacha didn't get an answer to the question about raising him, so he was a little listless.

If Edogawa Ranpo was really a cat, even though he was still upright and puffed up at this moment, his tail kept tapping the ground, but his ears might have drooped down.

Chacha thought about it, but didn't stop at all, her face was paralyzed, and her fingers brushed the end of his eyes.

The black-haired boy dressed as a detective paused, and suddenly added in a low voice, "Don't bully Ranpo-sama."

Yes, even though Chacha looked cold and calm, and acted as if to appease, Edogawa Ranpo could see her hidden true intentions at a glance.

Hmph, obviously he wanted to bully Lord Ranpo.

Chacha's fingertips rested on the end of his eyes without moving, her small face was expressionless, but innocent: "I just think Mr. Ranpo's eyes are pretty."

The frequency of Edogawa Ranpo's eyes blinked unconsciously, a little faster than before.

"Liar." He actively lowered his eyes and muttered.

"Mr. Luanbu?" Chacha called softly, her tone seemed a little puzzled, but her soft and cool fingertips rubbed the ends of those long and narrow green eyes.

The beautiful eyes like gems and emeralds were stained with a trace of physiological moisture due to the instinct of the body.

The solidified emerald instantly turned into a turbulent blue lake.

very nice.

The snow-haired girl had already satisfied her sudden curiosity.

Satisfied, she was about to withdraw her hand, but the finger that made trouble before was suddenly firmly grasped.

The boy held her fingers in his palm, and the hot temperature was slightly damp.

I don't know how long the other party was holding their palms nervously.

"You're leaving after teasing!" He said, his originally clear voice was a little heavy at this moment, "This can be regarded as deceiving Lord Ranbu again."

Chacha blinked her eyes twice, her golden cat eyes showed doubts: "Cheat?"

Is it cheating just to touch the eyes twice?

"Obviously he didn't plan to raise Ranpo-sama, but he bullied me like this." Edogawa Ranpo raised his head, staring straight at her, with a more conspicuous blush at the end of his eyes that had been caressed by the girl.

"It's too much."

"If you do this, you—you will be responsible to Ranpo-sama."

Speaking childish words, Edogawa Ranpo's face was full of seriousness.

Sharp eyes flashed across the bottom of the lake.

However, Chacha's gaze paused at the ends of his long and narrow eyes, and she felt as if... this black-haired and green-eyed cat had been bullied even more by her.

Both fierce and wronged.

Chacha began to reflect on herself.

How can it be so excessive.

"How are you going to be responsible?" She asked in a slightly softer voice, "Can I compensate you? I'll buy Mr. Ranpo some snacks?"

Edogawa raised the corners of his mouth slightly in Luanbu, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes.

He didn't let go of the fingers holding Chacha.

"Don't just buy this one for the detective and run away."

He had a vague dream, in the dream, the person who promised to support him, left him and disappeared in a blink of an eye.Edogawa Ranpo only vaguely remembered those golden eyes.

Edogawa Ranpo collected glass beads of many different colors, but he was never interested in glass beads of this color.

Because he has seen the best looking.

"Mr. Ranpo, do you want me to promise to buy you snacks in the future?" Chacha asked, blinking her eyes.

She lowered her eyes, her brilliant golden eyes were calm and clear.

"Mr. Ranpo, this request is a little bit greedy."

She already knew that this human named Edogawa Ranpo was a cute and stubborn cat inside.

It is impossible to agree at will.

"This is an exchange." Edogawa Ranpo said seriously, lowering his head, and changing the posture of the hand holding Chacha's fingertips.

Kind of like a pull hook.

"Because next time, Lord Ranpo... will also bring you my limited-edition snacks."

"So, raise Lord Ranpo."

He stared at her, his emerald eyes sparkling, and his tone was solemn, it didn't seem like he was asking Chacha to support him, but rather... He was promising to support her.

The girl with snow-haired golden eyes fell silent.

……

Chacha the next day sorted out the files on the desk.

Under Edogawa Ranpo's unconventional coquetry yesterday, Chacha unknowingly agreed to feed him regularly.

This also meant that there was one more person she couldn't hide from.

As for Edogawa Ranpo's triumphant smile after she vaguely agreed... Chacha decided to ignore it.

"What's Miss thinking?" The black curly-haired boy who was playing a game on the sofa suddenly threw away the game console, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Chacha, who got distracted and caught on the spot, was very calm: "I'm thinking about cats."

"Cats?" Osamu Dazai rubbed his chin, seemingly thoughtful, "Miss actually likes cats? I really can't tell."

"Well, what does Mr. Dazai think I will like?" Chacha was slightly curious.

"I thought Miss didn't like anything." Osamu Dazai curled his lips.

Chacha is stern: "No."

"The facts are actually the opposite of what Mr. Dazai thinks."

Osamu Dazai lazily leaned his head on the back of the sofa: "Hey, is that so?"

"Yes." Chacha lowered her head and continued to organize the files.

Dazai Osamu's kite-colored eyes flashed deep meaning: "Is that so..."

But miss, in my opinion, not hating everything is the same as not liking anything.

Chacha sees a document, which seems to be about an important task. The attitude of several underground organizations in Yokohama who were originally subservient to the port mafia has undergone subtle changes. Now Mr. Dazai and Mr. Nakaya are partners to find out.

It seems that Mr. Mori ordered this matter in the chief's office last time.

Chacha didn't pay much attention and closed the file.

It's just that Mr. Nakaya and Mr. Dazai are partners... the final mission report is probably left to Mr. Nakaya again.

Chacha thought about Zhongyuan Zhongye's hairline, and found that it should be quite a toss, so she didn't think about it any more, and put the stack of documents aside.

"By the way, Mr. Dazai." After sorting out the documents, Chacha opened a bag of potato chips.

She was the only one who could eat snacks in Osamu Dazai's office safely.

"There is one thing I don't understand, I want to ask Mr. Dazai."

"Miss, is there something you don't understand?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, his tone relaxed, "It's really rare, what's the problem?"

It can be said that there are almost no things that can stump Osamu Dazai.

Even Chacha thought that this made her think about the whole day yesterday.Dazai Osamu should be able to get the answer here.

"Mr. Dazai..." the snow-colored girl with long hair asked, her eyes were clean and clear.

"What does sandwich mean?"