Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

Gan Cha narrowed his eyes alertly.

I always feel like I've been underestimated, is it her illusion?

She raised her face to look back at Dazai, and unexpectedly met the soft smile that seemed to flash in the pan in those iris eyes.

The gentle and restrained force on the top of the head was about to leave, and the black-haired young man quickly returned to his laid-back look, even blowing a very ugly whistle.

Gancha: "..."

This is of course to be refuted, but you can't let the person opposite you treat yourself as a child who doesn't understand anything.However, even if I understand that Mr. Joichiro is talking about love, I will only be smiled lightly by the other party.

So I had to do this——

"Obviously Mr. Dazai has never been in love before!"

The girl stared at Dazai with a gaze that seemed to be able to see into the soul, and said firmly, "What kind of experience are you pretending to be here!"

Dazai raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a bit of interest in his tone: "Oh?"

"Why do you say that?"

——Because when you were in the mafia, you were probably a real suicidal person; people who feel that life is meaningless should not have the intention of falling in love.And for the past two years, hiding in the ground to clean up whitewashing, it was difficult to get in touch with people who could establish a romantic relationship——

The words had already reached his lips, Gan Cha shook his head, and swallowed them all back.

"Because,"

Gan Cha puffed up his cheeks, and just said, "Mr. Dazai doesn't seem like someone who is interested in love either."

Dazai stared at the girl in front of him and chuckled lightly.He didn't say yes or no, but asked cleverly:

"Does Ganchajiang think so?"

Gancha nodded.

People who want to develop a relationship, why would they not start a conversation with an invitation to die for love?

"Hey—so, Amcha-chan doesn't understand this at all."

Dazai shrugged, showing a strange expression of complacency and shyness on his face: "Also, aside from my attitude towards love, love is very interested in me, huh?"

Gancha: "...you speak so confidently, Mr. Dazai."

On the other hand, Sakunosuke Oda seriously agreed.

"Dazai is right." He said in a very objective and flat tone.

"Well, even so, I haven't been able to find a woman who is willing to die in love with me so far."

The young man sighed as if he was really sorry.

——After all, isn’t this still not serious?

So this can be regarded as supporting her speculation from another angle, right?Gan Cha blinked, thinking so.

The black-haired young man had a panoramic view of her thoughtful appearance, and couldn't help laughing.

"?"

The girl immediately looked at him.

"Nothing—just an interesting thought that occurred to me."

Facing the girl's suspicious gaze, Dazai made an unbelievably well-behaved expression: "Speaking of which, being taken care of by Amcha-chan all the time makes me feel a little bit uneasy~"

"Don't look at me like this, in fact, I also have some experience in cooking ~ I asked Odasaku to try my original hard tofu yesterday, and he was full of praise. Let Amcha-chan try it next time."

"Firm tofu?"

Hearing the topic of cooking, Gancha was immediately distracted.Since it was specifically emphasized—she asked curiously: "How hard is it?"

"It's harder than a nail can be driven into it."

Dazai said proudly: "After slicing, just dip in a little soy sauce, it will be quite delicious."

"There is such tofu!"

Gancha was really surprised: "And it's delicious? Then I must try it!"

"Yeah, I'm going to make super-powerful stewed chicken. Let's make it for amcha sauce together~"

"Dazai, you—"

Oda Sakunosuke sensed something was wrong and tried to stop it, but it was too late.

Gan Cha had already agreed without any scheming and looking forward to it: "Okay!"

Because of the high emotions, the overly fair skin on the girl's face was even covered with two blushes.

The red-haired man silently cast a condemning look at Dazai.

Dazai smiled wryly.

At this time, there were several knocks on the door of the cooking room.

"Excuse me, I just came in."

A clerk from the detective agency pushed the door open: "Miss Gancha...ah, Mr. Oda and Mr. Dazai are also here."

She looked at Gancha, showing a reassuring smile: "Mr. Ranpo asked me to call you—the client from Tokyo is here."

"Crack-"

In the reception room of the detective agency, Luanbu leaned back on the back of the sofa without any image at all, devoting himself to eating lollipops, making the sound of cracking the candy from time to time, as free as the person sitting opposite him Not a client who came all the way from Tokyo, but someone at home.

Kunikida Doppo looked at his watch with a serious face, and calmly met the client's gaze: "Please wait for another seven seconds, Miss Gancha will be here soon."

Amuro Toru and his subordinate Kazami Yuya sat opposite them, on the other side of the coffee table.

He is a handsome guy with pale blond hair and wheat-colored skin, and he often has a spring-like smile on his face on weekdays.But at this moment, facing the two of the detective agency, his expression was a little stiff.

People with supernatural powers—are they all people who do their own thing?

However, even though it is very difficult to get along with, he has to admit that the famous detective Edogawa Ranpo is indeed as amazing as the rumors say.

Just seeing him for the first time exposed his three layers of identities - police officer, undercover agent, and waiter and detective, and made his efforts to pretend to be popular with his subordinates and try to conceal his identity today go to waste.

Amuro smiled wryly.Fortunately, such supernatural beings are on the side of justice, otherwise it would be hard to imagine what would happen.

Kunikida's judgment was extremely accurate.Seven seconds later, the door of the reception room was pushed open, and the girl they had seen in the files walked in lightly.

With her long smoky purple hair raised slightly, she smiled lightly and greeted everyone present: "Ranpo, Mr. Kunikida, and the two from Tokyo—good day."

Behind her, two men who made Amuro Toru completely unable to see any information also slowly appeared in the room.

The tall, thin young man in a sand-colored windbreaker and long coat smiled and waved his hands: "Hello everyone, don't you mind letting us join in the fun?"

Kunikida showed a furious expression: "Ah—you bastard. Did you know you appeared at this time?"

"Oh, Kunikida-senpai, you're still so strict~"

And the defiant famous detective had a smile on his face.He moved to the side to make room for the girl beside him, and Gan Cha sat down there naturally.

Luanbu, who had always been lacking in interest, suddenly became full of vitality.He looked at the two slowly approaching with great interest, and said, "Hey, Dazai. Did you cry just now because of the heat?"

"Eh~? What, Ranpo-san, are you expecting such a thing?"

The young man lightly leaned on the armrest of the sofa on the girl's side: "Speaking of which, why did you specially call Miss Gancha to meet the client?"

"It feels like it's going to be the beginning of something interesting," he said with a smile.

Ranpo casually pointed at Toru Amuro.

"Among a bunch of idiots who treat their crappy secrets as treasures and love to do covert and useless things—this undercover police officer can still communicate."

The idea here is the complete opposite, and I find it difficult for you to communicate.

Toru Amuro looked haggard, thinking so in his heart.

"——So, Gancha, you can ask him directly about Kudo."

Ranbu said so.

"Ok?"

The girl then set her eyes on Toru Amuro.She looked at the young man with those romantic eyes for a while, then suddenly frowned: "I see."

"This is Kudo's big brother who wants my phone number." She said with a smile.

"Eh? This person wants to strike up a conversation with Ganchajiang?"

Dazai exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Mr. Ranpo, as a big brother, you can't sit idly by—"

"Idiot, you can tell it's an excuse as soon as you hear it! It's no wonder that this guy doesn't have a phone number in the information at hand!"

"..."

Amidst the cordial chatter of several members of the detective agency, Toru Amuro suddenly had an almost absurd guess in his mind.

He hesitantly opened his mouth to confirm: "Kudo...? You mean—Conan-kun?"

Now it was Ranbu and Gancha's turn to be silent.

After looking at each other for a short time, Luanbu rolled his eyes neatly, and sighed a long time, as if despairing of the incompetence of the police again.

"Ah... I thought you two were insiders."

Gancha apologized to Kudo Shinichi in his heart.She smiled sweetly, and suggested nonchalantly, "How about you just pretend you don't know anything?"

"I'm afraid this is a bit difficult."

Amuro Toru's smile reveals a bit of horrifying shadow: "I really didn't expect—"

Then the Haibara Ai whom he had only seen a few times and rarely acted with the Boy Detective Team in front of him, could it be Shirley?And Haibara's strange attitude, with the help of Okiya Subaru from Kudo's house, should be his old opponent-Akai Shuichi, right?

The last time I saw Okiya Subaru wearing a mask at Kudo's house was probably Kudo's father, mystery novelist Yusaku Kudo.

Between the lightning and the flint, everything is connected in series.The previous fatigue was swept away, Amuro's purple-gray eyes were shining brightly, and he felt that even the big detective with eyes above the top was so kind——

"no!"

The young man narrowed his emerald green eyes, reached out and knocked on the girl's head: "Didn't you see that he was tapped with a bug!"

"...??"

The several plans that had begun to take shape in his mind were all shattered in an instant, and his fingertips were so cold that they were almost numb.

Kazami beside him seemed to say something in a panic, but he couldn't hear it at all.Only the girl said as if she had suddenly realized:

"I see—was it Kudo who did it?"

...is it Kudo?When did this happen?

But if it was him, he would be considered lucky.

"Ah—probably because I won't let him come to the detective agency today."

Amuro heard his own slightly dry voice with a smile: "Also, it may be a small revenge for my bugging him two days ago—"

In the world that was getting warmer, he saw the girl cast an incomprehensible look at him.

"The way you communicate is so special." She said as if speechless.

"...Just let me go."

Toru Amuro took out the bug in his pocket and looked at it carefully.

"According to Conan and Kudo's style, he should be around here now. Since everyone in the detective agency has something to ask him, how about——Kudo, how about you come up directly?"

He spoke into the bug.

Small cufflinks certainly can't transmit in both directions.

What responded to his words was the street separated by a wall.

A horrified scream passed through the glass window and passed into everyone's ears very clearly:

"Ah! Dead people——!"