Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

It was two days ago that I was stopped for an interview on the way home from Senior Gendan's restaurant.

Out of a certain ostrich mentality, Gancha deliberately ignored all the news related to the broadcast of the show when he boldly said that to the camera, so he still didn't know anything about what was happening in the hound base right now.

At the moment, she is decorating the Christmas tree with Tanizaki Naomi and Kyoka in the detective agency where there are only three of them.

Jinghua, the most skilled, stepped on the ladder, gesturing on the cedar tree with colorful balls for decoration, looked down at the two people below, and asked, "Is this okay?"

"Well, it's nice there."

Gancha nodded to her, then turned her face to the side, and answered what Zhimei had just mentioned, "...A gift? Basically, everyone has ordered it, but that person is more difficult to deal with."

She showed a distressed expression, thought about it and said:

"Because Mr. Tiechang doesn't usually have any special hobbies."

The hound unit has no need to socialize with outsiders. Although they are popular among colleagues because of their personality, they are also excluded from entertainment venues because of their personality.

In short, although he can watch ants for eight hours, his daily life is really simple. Apart from work, he just trains and rests.

——Perhaps there is one more thing in the past two years, which is to meet her, Gan Cha thought quietly.

"Ah, Miss Gancha, what are you talking about?"

A narrow smile appeared on her face, and Naomi blinked at her, "Mr. Suehiro's biggest hobby is you, isn't it?"

"..."

Just thinking of something similar, when someone said it so bluntly, Gancha blushed in embarrassment, and began to change the subject, "Speaking of it——Naomei's gift, have you chosen it?"

She soon regretted her question, because the girl with long black hair held her face and showed an ambiguous smile full of imagination.

"of course!"

She said in a suggestive and seductive tone, "I am Naomi, I have chosen OO, XX and ±§%√ very early on, I must be very satisfied with my brother--"

——No, I think Tanizaki-kun will scream and jump up in fright.

"...My brother's cute appearance after using these things is Naomi's most wanted Christmas gift..."

Naomi suddenly turned to her, held her hand excitedly, raised it to her chest, her eyes sparkled,

"Miss Gancha, if I have no inspiration, can I send you the shopping link?"

——What kind of tiger and wolf talk is this.

"...This is really unnecessary."

Gancha was trying to reject Naomi's enthusiastic recommendation when someone knocked on the door of the detective agency.

The three of them stopped and looked at each other with some doubts.

Recently, everyone is on vacation, and the webpage has indicated that they will not accept commissions in the near future, and also rejected all appointment calls that did not notice the announcement.

Logically speaking, no one should come to the door.

"I gonna go see."

At this time, Jinghua was particularly vigilant. She held the dagger in her sleeve with her backhand, approached the door cautiously, and pulled it away.

There were several tall men in black standing outside the door, and the little girl's expression turned serious.

—Someone from the Port Mafia?

Although everyone has only cooperated not long ago, she has always had complicated emotions towards Hong Kong |

But with a mature mind, she didn't ask questions abruptly. She just stopped at the door, maintained a vigilant posture, and turned her head to ask the senior who could call the shots.

Gan Cha was slightly taken aback.

These are all faces she is familiar with.

"Is there a problem?"

She stepped forward and asked softly.

……

The open jewelry box is placed on the desk, and on the black velvet lining lies a star-shaped hair ornament, the facets of diamonds shine.

It was a hair accessory she had received from Mori Ogai not long ago and returned when she left the Mafia.

"What kind of graduation gift is this, Mr. Mori..."

After the call was connected, Gan Cha sighed and said, "I still have four months to graduate from Yuanyue."

On the other end of the call, the gang | black leader in a white coat was holding a shopping bag with the logo of the women's clothing store, and stopped on the road with endless traffic, and said leisurely:

"Then Gancha-kun, how about taking this as a Christmas present for you?"

"Christmas is still a week away, and it's not yet time."

Gan Cha responded casually, and then said in a slightly more serious voice, "This gift is too expensive, and I don't have a suitable gift in return."

There's no way she's going to join the port mafia again.

"If Gancha-kun feels uneasy about this, it's okay to replace it with other things?"

Letting the angry blond-haired little loli tug at the hem of his white coat, shouting "Rintaro, are you alright? I'm going to the dessert shop in front." Under the inquiring eyes of passers-by, Mori Ogai looked at him calmly. The microphone of the mobile phone said slowly,

"The matter of the underground prison has not been dealt with yet, this is not like your style—"

"Mr. Sen."

Gan Cha interrupted him calmly.

She didn't want to pretend to go around in circles with him anymore.

The other party knew what she meant.

And she found out before she left—Mr. Nakaya did not show any doubts about Mr. Tiechang's defection and appearance by her side, obviously he knew about it beforehand.

She didn't believe that there was no handwriting of Mori Ogai.

A chuckle came from the other side of the receiver.

Mori Ogai put one hand in his pocket and said leisurely:

"Then, how do Mr. Gancha feel about going to condolences with Mr. Zhongye to the families of the members of the organization who died in the incident?"

He also specifically added, "There are people you know among them."

Gan Cha frowned, feeling a little heavy in his heart.

Mr. Nakaya...

And—did the person who took care of her die in the incident?

"If any gift is not suitable, it should be regarded as an advance commission fee, as an organization's consultant."

Like a warning, and like a tacit agreement, Mori Ogai said with a smile, "I believe Kancha-kun can understand."

Of course Gancha understood.

Right now, in everyone's perception, the detective agency is too close to the government.

The Azusa bow medal is still there, and the reputation of the detective agency has improved after the incident, and it will definitely receive more trust and attention from the Ministry of Internal Affairs in the future.

The Special Agents are still working well with them, and most importantly, Mr. Iron Gut will soon take over as Commander of the Hounds.

Mr. Iron Gut's relationship with her is no secret.People who knew about this thought that the detective agency had a close relationship with the government, and that it might be closer to the military in the future—it was not unusual for such thoughts to appear.

Even if everyone has a clear conscience, the current situation may indeed give people such an impression.

And in the three-moment concept, if the dusk in Yokohama turns to the day, such a situation is not a good thing for the port mafia that belongs to the night, or for the detective agency itself.

Using the vacant position of a consultant to bring the situation back to balance and remind the detective agency to maintain its previous position, this is Mori Ogai's optimal solution.

Seeing her acquiescence, Mori Ogai smiled and said:

"Then, see you later, Mr. Gancha."

……

"That's how it is."

Gan Cha said, "It's just a false job, but Mr. Mori is a person who makes the best use of everything, and there will probably be other tasks that will fall on me in the future."

It will not be a task that touches the core. It is probably similar to dealing with smuggling ships back then. It is an event that can use her best method and use the public security system to achieve her goal.

But it was still extra busy anyway, Gan Cha puffed up his face, and said casually: "Thinking of this kind of thing, I think Jingshi's proposal to let me go to college is not bad."

Use your studies to avoid work or something.

Hearing these words, Suehiro, who was thinking about something because of the consultant, paused, and looked down at the girl walking beside him.

"University?" he asked. "Where are you going?"

"Of course Jingshi wants me to be admitted to the University of Tokyo, because he's there."

Recalling the scene at that time, Gan Cha raised the corners of his lips.

After the incident was over, she was finally able to go to Yukimura's house in a safe and sound state, so that the family there could rest assured.

While chatting and hearing that she suddenly fell in love, the Son of God, who had become more and more powerful in the past two years, showed a smile blooming with flowers and made such a suggestion.

"Think about it. After all, you also said that the most dangerous person will be useless from now on."

Yukimura Seichi smiled and said, "If you come to Tokyo University, I can still take care of you."

Just use a marriage proposal to express your love?

Yukimura raised his eyebrows and thought - looking at this appearance, if you don't intervene a little, this child will become someone else's family within two years.

"Are you still going to Tokyo?"

Suehiro showed an expression as if he was approaching a great enemy and the end was coming.

Originally, the two of them had their own responsibilities and were not free. If she still went to Tokyo, it was foreseeable that their time together would be reduced again.

Seeing him like this, Gan Cha laughed and shook his hand.

"No, Dongda is not so easy to take the exam."

Moreover, she is not a good student who loves to study, and among the future choices, there is no such thing as doing homework while working.

On the contrary, she is a little moved by the global practice that Mr. Joichiro said, but she has no plans to leave Yokohama for a long time yet.

After confirming her thoughts, Suehiro felt relieved and nodded.

At this moment, they are walking on the tiled road facing the sea in the mountain park.

The sea breeze brings moist water vapor, and the afternoon sun shines on people's bodies, which is a rare warm moment in winter.

From time to time, hilarious children and teenagers on skateboards ran around, and Christmas songs with crisp bells came from the shops not far away.

The case Zhan slaps and drags the persimmons"

The girl stopped in the warm wind, pulled the brown-haired young man's clothes, raised her head with a smile, "Why did Mr. Tiechang come to me suddenly?"

Originally, at this time, he should still be in the team.

Not long after she finished talking with Mori Ogai, she received a call from him suddenly, saying that she wanted to meet.

After asking where she was, he came to pick her up.And after meeting——

"Ah. I see,"

"--stop!"

Only halfway through speaking in Cantonese, Gan Cha guessed what happened by himself.

——After the meeting, the young man looked at him with more focused and fiery eyes than usual, he couldn't help but talk about the action of pulling himself into his arms, and the kiss that fell in a place where no one was around...

It's a bit embarrassing, but since we're already lovers, this kind of thing is normal, so I don't mind teasing him a little bit——

...But I didn't expect it to be because of this incident.

"...that interview."

However, when she stopped, Suehiro had already finished speaking.

"what……"

The girl covered her face, let out a small whine, let go of his hand and squatted on the side of the road.

Of course she knew that the other party would see it sooner or later.

Moreover, she also holds that one day in the future, she can proudly tell him that she had such a confession before—this kind of delicate mood, so she said that to the camera, not on impulse.

However, it was still very shy to be seen by him so quickly.

She is not ready yet!

...At least, at least wait until she has the guts to say the same thing directly to him, right?

Suehiro looked at the girl who refused to look up no matter what, and felt a little embarrassed.

Like a baby bird hiding its little head under its wings, cute and silly, the rationality and thoroughness when talking about the Hong Kong |

Thinking of her evaluation of him in the show, he couldn't help but wonder who was stupid.

——I always feel that such thoughts cannot be heard by her.

"I'll be bored to myself."

He also squatted down, reached out and touched the top of the girl's hair, the soft and smooth hair rubbed against the palm of his hand, leaving a satin-like touch.

Such a reaction was indeed embarrassing, Gan Cha exhaled, and was about to raise his head pretending to be calm, when he suddenly heard a slightly hesitant voice from the person beside him.

He asked, "Can't we talk about the show?"

"Can't!"

If the young man's gaze is real, the heat on the girl's cheek will be even more difficult to calm down.

She let out a "woo" and buried her face deeper.

The young man's tone sounded regretful.

"But I want to hear it."

He still wanted to hear her tell him to his face.

"........."

It seemed like a long time had passed, and the lively laughter around seemed to have faded away, becoming an insignificant background.

The only thing that can reach the ears are the rustling of the leaves above their heads and the leaves being shaken by the wind, and the girl's soft voice:

"……like."

"—"

The wish came true so quickly, Suehiro doubted his ears for a moment, blinked, and reflexively asked, "What?"

"……there is nothing!"

Gan Cha raised her head angrily and stared at him, and then met the young man's instinctive expression of "ah, you are finally willing to come out".

It made people laugh and cry, for a while she didn't know whether she should be angry or not, she just stood up with a puffy face.

Her legs were a little numb, and she staggered a little, before being embraced by the extremely quick-reacting young man.

It wasn't until this moment that Suehiro finally realized what had just happened.

The heartbeat accelerated, and the sense of happiness that made people feel blissful for a moment, as the blood flowed to the whole body, the young man couldn't help but curled the corners of his lips and laughed.

"Do not laugh!"

The girl in his arms clutched the hem of his shirt angrily, and said angrily, "Mr. Iron Gut, your Christmas present is gone!"

……

In the end, I gave it away, and the gift was an exquisite hand-woven sword tassel.

It was the first time for a girl to do this kind of handwork, and she put in a lot of effort in order to learn the complicated weaving method within a week.

The author has something to say: Maybe this is the girl's duplicity www

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