"This is the cafe where I work." Nanako introduced.

Ryoma looked at the five-story red mud brick building ahead and nodded.

The sound of the wind chime sounded, and Nanako pushed open the door of the cafe, "Everyone is easy to get along with and very enthusiastic. You can come here to rest after playing tennis."

"My dear lady, I wonder if I'm lucky enough to die with you?" A man with chestnut curly hair waved his arms affectionately and said to a waitress.

He was wearing a brown overcoat, and strangely enough, his body was almost covered with bandages.

As if she was used to this customer, the waitress replied directly, "No, thank you. But if Mr. Dazai can pay back the wine money owed, I will be very happy."

“Everyone is very friendly and friendly.”

These words echoed in Ryoma's mind, and there was a crack on his cold face.

It seems to be, um, very enthusiastic.

"This is Mr. Dazai, cough." Nanako recalled Mr. Dazai's request to die for love the day before yesterday, and described: "Although it is a bit strange, it is easy to get along with."

Osamu Dazai naturally also saw Nanako and the dark green boy beside her. The boy's face was fair and cold, and he had a pair of bright golden cat pupils, as if he was blessed by the sun, full of infinite vitality from life, attractive yet attractive. It feels hard to touch.

Osamu Dazai thought to himself, then looked away, looked at Nanako, and said with a smile, "Ah, I'm still wondering why Nanako is not in the cafe today, didn't I expect to pick up the children?"

"This is Echizen Ryoma, my cousin." Nanako introduced with a smile.

Long Ma dislikes being called a kid the most.

"Tch, who is the kid." Echizen Ryoma looked at Osamu Dazai and retorted dissatisfied.

He's going to be in the second grade next year, okay?

"Ah, isn't it?" Osamu Dazai put down his wine glass, swayed slightly, and walked in front of Ryoma.

The 22-year-old Osamu Dazai is already 181cm, but the 13-year-old Echizen Ryoma is only 151cm. The difference is not a little bit.

As he stood in front of Ryoma, a shadow engulfed him.

Osamu Dazai looked into Ryoma's eyes, and finally there was a slight change in those eyes.

He then rubbed Longma's hat, laughed and said, "Mr. Longma is just a child."

"Madamadadane." Ryoma curled his lips and walked towards the empty seat in the coffee shop.

Nanako quickly looked at the child, "Ryoma, do you want something to drink?"

"Grape-flavored Ponta." Ryoma looked at Nanako and said, "Only Ponta can relieve my depression" on his face.

"Okay." Nanako smiled and went to the information desk.

Sure enough, apart from Karubin, only Ponta can make Ryoma happy.

Dazai Osamu listened to Ryoma's request, and said with a smile, "He said he's not a child, maybe it's because of this that he doesn't grow taller."

Saying that, he sat opposite Ryoma with the wine, and looked at Ryoma with a smile.

"Weird." Ryoma muttered inwardly.

Although he was dissatisfied, he was too lazy to talk to this strange Mr. Dazai out of politeness.

"Here, Ryoma." Nanako handed the soda to Ryoma, "I'll go backstage to see if there's anything I need help with."

Ryoma nodded, didn't speak, and drank his soda quietly.

"Go, dear lady. I will help you take care of this awkward child. It would be great if you would agree to my request to die for love next time."

Dazai Osamu saluted Nanako, but no matter how you looked at it, it was not serious.

"Then thank you Mr. Dazai." Nanako replied with a smile out of politeness.

Ryoma glanced at the appearance of the young man opposite, then continued to drink soda indifferently.

"Eh? Ryoma doesn't care why I'm wearing a bandage?"

Osamu Dazai shook his wine glass, his iris-colored eyes seemed to be full of smiles, "But curiosity flashed in his eyes, don't you know how to ask?"

"It has nothing to do with me." Ryoma looked at Osamu Dazai and said lightly.

Although besides playing tennis, he is often curious about other people or things, but only in his heart.If you go deep to understand, it will be very troublesome.

For example, the Mafia mentioned by the driver and the gang fight just now, since you know it has nothing to do with you, just stay away.

But later Ryoma will know that some things cannot be avoided.

"I see, but I'm curious why Ryoma smells like gunpowder." Osamu Dazai squinted at Ryoma and said.

When Nanako and Echizen Ryoma entered, Osamu Dazai smelled gunpowder, as if he had just returned from the battlefield.

But the two looked intact, probably acting as spectators.

"Have you?" Ryoma looked at Osamu Dazai in surprise, then sniffed at his sleeve, only the smell of his favorite bath lotion.

He thought for a while and said, "There was a robbery in a bank here, probably at that time. Is it very smelly?"

Saying that, he looked at Osamu Dazai.

"Hasn't Ryoma ever heard of magic?"

The kite-colored eyes looked at Ryoma mysteriously, and Osamu Dazai said mysteriously, "Some people are cursed by demons, and they have magical powers in them. My magic is that I can smell the smell of everything."

Ryoma tilted his head and looked at Osamu Dazai with an expression of "you are joking".

"Dazai!!!" A frantic male voice sounded.

"Ah?" Osamu Dazai stood up slightly and looked towards the door, "It's Kunikida-kun, why are you so angry, do you want to come over and have a drink?"

Kunikida Doppo walked straight to the table where they were, and slapped his hand on the table, "What are you going to hand in the report for? Tomorrow is the deadline!"

"Ah, yes, why don't I know."

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, looked at Kunikida Doppo innocently, then patted his head, and said with a full face of course: "Kunikida-kun must have finished it, why don't you just write it down for me."

"Bastard Dazai, hurry back and write the report." Kunikida Doppo gripped Dazai's collar tightly and said frantically.

Ryoma glanced at the farce in front of him and snorted.

Only then did Kunikida Doppo see the boy opposite Osamu Dazai, who was actually the boy he met at lunch.

Mr. Ranpo is worthy of being a detective.

Kunikida Doppo praised Ranpo-san in his heart, adjusted his glasses, and looked at Osamu Dazai curiously, "Do you know each other?"

"do not know."

"I know."

The two replied at the same time.

When Ryoma heard Dazai's answer, he didn't speak, and continued to drink his own drink, as if acquiescing to Dazai's answer.

"Dazai?" Kunikida Doppo looked at Osamu Dazai.

"Ah, I can tell Kunikida-kun."

Osamu Dazai said, shaking his finger, "But correspondingly, Kunikida-kun will be responsible for my report. What do you think?"

Osamu Dazai never makes meaningless decisions.

"Bastard Dazai." Kunikida Doppo frantically shook Dazai's collar.

"Echizen Ryoma is the cousin of the waiter Echizen Nanako." Ryoma put down his soda, looked at Kunikida Doppo and said.

"Ryoma-kun is too disrespectful, I thought I didn't need to write a report." Osamu Dazai complained bitterly, but there was a smile in his eyes.

"Hmph." Long Ma pouted.

Why do you want to see Mr. Dazai bitterly writing a report, he doesn't have it?

Kunikida Doppo nodded knowingly, "I am Kunikida Doppo, a member of the Armed Detective Agency on the fourth floor upstairs, please give me your advice."

He looked at Ryoma and asked, "Did you not get frightened by the robbery just now?"

Ryoma looked at Kunikida Doppo, was this gentleman here just now?

"No, thank you for your concern."

"Eh? What, what happened in my absence?" Osamu Dazai leaned in front of Ryoma curiously and asked.

In the end, Kunikida Doppo grabbed hold of him by the collar and carried him away. Before leaving, this steady man bid farewell to Ryoma politely, hoping to meet again next time.

Ryoma watched their movements in a daze, and blinked the cat pupils.

Then he, wish Mr. Dazai good luck.

The sun was about to set when Ryoma returned to the apartment, and by the way, Nanako bought some fast food on the way back.

Although there is a restaurant in the training camp, there will always be unexpected situations, so be prepared.

After dinner, Nanako carefully instructed Ryoma to remember to report early tomorrow.

"Understood, I will take good care of myself." Ryoma stood at the door and hugged Karubin, watching Nanako's back gradually disappear, and sighed.

I'm so tired today, so don't think about it.

"Right, Karubin." Ryoma looked at Karubin, a little distressed, "I can't take you with me to the tennis training camp tomorrow, what should I do?"

"Meow." Karubin rubbed Ryoma's hand.

Don't worry, I will wait for you obediently at home.

"Hey." Ryoma rubbed Carubin's cat's head and sighed, "Okay, go to sleep."

The next day, the alarm clock rang on time, Ryoma just turned around and continued to sleep.

Carubin was woken up by the alarm clock, but he did not forget the task of waking up his master. He got up and shook Ryoma's arm with his paw, "Get up, get up."

"Hmm~" Ryoma rubbed his eyes, looked at Carubin on his body, and suddenly remembered that today was the day for his report.

"Good morning, Karubin." Ryoma hurriedly changed his clothes, washed up, and took two sandwiches that Nanako's cousin made last night.

"Then I'll go, stay at home obediently." Ryoma looked at Karubin and said, then put his tennis bag on his back and locked the door.

Really, it's really uncomfortable to be a teaching assistant all of a sudden.

In fact, it is mainly because I am not used to getting up early.

"Come on, come on, is this my new neighbor?" A brisk voice sounded.

Ryoma turned his head and saw a man dressed like a detective looking at him with a smile.

"Hello, my name is Echizen Ryoma." Ryoma introduced.

Since they are neighbors, they still need to get to know each other.

"Hello, I'm Edogawa Ranpo, a famous detective." Ranpo looked at Ryoma with a smile, but he didn't expect him to be the neighbor of this interesting kid.

"Oh, goodbye then." Ryoma waved his hand.

"Wait, maybe I can speculate. I'm a detective after all."

Ranpo smiled and looked Ryoma carefully, and then said: "Echizen-kun will meet acquaintances where you are going."

"Thank you." Ryoma glanced at Ranpo, thought for a while, and handed one of his own sandwiches to Ranpo, "I'll see you off."

Said and walked out.

Meet someone you know?Does Manager Yamashita count?

Luanbu held the sandwich, looked at the back of the boy going away, and then suddenly said: "Is this being dealt a good person card, and you also got a sandwich?"

Still, it feels good.Today's famous detective can foresee that with this neighbor boy, the days to come should be very interesting.

After walking for 5 minutes after going out, Ryoma was sure and sure that he was lost.

"But I remember walking like this." He scratched his head in confusion, without the slightest understanding of his road-crazy nature.

"Boy." A gentle voice sounded behind Ryoma.

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