On when Echizen will reveal his vest

Fortunately only one day.

Ryoma, who had returned to his original form, lay down on the sofa and said with emotion: He will never try other people's supernatural powers casually again.

"Be brave enough to try."

Edogawa ranpo sat on the sofa, ate his favorite snacks, watched the reasoning drama on TV that seemed like a child's play to him, glanced at the lifeless Ryoma, thought for a while, and patted his face. leg.

"Speaking of which..." Ryoma thought of the little girl next to the leader of the gangster and looked at Edogawa Ranpo, "I want to try."

Edogawa Ranpo glanced at Ryoma strangely.

Didn't you just say never to try again, now you want to try new abilities?

"Can I also anthropomorphize my abilities?" Ryoma thought to himself.

But don't turn the ability into a smaller version of the Sword of Damocles.

"Echizen Ryoma."

Ryoma and Edogawa looked at the person who appeared suddenly, looked at each other, and looked at the man again.

"why are you?!"

Ryoma feels that he is even more unlovable, why is his father, Echizen Nanjiro, the anthropomorphism of the supernatural power.

"You know him? He looks a bit like you."

Although Edogawa Ranpo was surprised that someone suddenly appeared in his home, he also knew that this was probably related to Ryoma's experience today.

Does Hong Kong have people with such supernatural powers?

"It's my dad."

Ryoma replied, looking at the person dressed as a samurai in front of him, "Why is it him?"

Seeing his supernatural power holding a knife and about to salute him, Ryoma quickly withdrew his supernatural power.

It's too weird.

"Is it the supernatural ability that I saw from Hong Kong Hei?" Edogawa asked Luanpo, excluding candidates in his mind.

Although there is an unacceptable answer to exclusion at the end, it is the truth.

"Is it the leader of Hong Kong gangsters?"

If it is Mori Ogai's ability, then it is understandable who the young girl next to Mori Ogai is.

After taking a look at Edogawa Ranpo, Ryoma was not surprised either.If he couldn't reason it out, Ryoma would feel confused.

"Yes, I saw him then. He was successful, my…"

Thinking of the appearance of Echizen Nanjiro just now, Ryoma shrugged his shoulders, "You saw it too."

"Maybe it will take time."

Edogawa Ranpo said that he didn't know how to comfort his friend, and he didn't feel any sadness from Ryoma, nor was he sad.

Ryoma, who was rarely comforted by Edogawa Ranpo, suddenly thought of his own doubts, "Did Mr. Ranpo know that I was a student of Mr. Nakahara Chuya from the beginning?"

"Ah, that one."

After Edogawa Ranpo listened, he thought of the bracelet he had seen before, and pointed to Ryoma's wrist, "Don't they have this custom in the Mafia, to pass on your own things to the people you brought into the Mafia."

"?!"

Ryoma looked at the leather ring on his white wrist, and looked at Ranpo Edogawa who was stating the facts plainly with some surprise, "But I didn't join the Mafia." "Ah, it should be because you are still young, and we will talk about it when you grow up." Bar."

Ranpo Edogawa couldn't understand these complex relationships, and it sounded like he was having a headache, so he just expressed his simple guess, "But there are other possibilities."

After that, he looked at Ryoma who was sitting on the cushion they bought, "Are you going to join the Mafia?"

"How is that possible?" Ryoma retorted subconsciously.

He... still wants to play tennis, right? How could he join the mafia?

And he is the colorless king, who promised Reisi Munakata.

Order neutral.

Although Ryoma has always resisted this identity, he has always done so.

How could it be possible to join the mafia or something.

But if he told Chuya Nakahara, would he be disappointed in himself.

"If you don't join, then you can just refuse."

Edogawa Ranpo's words broke Ryoma's thoughts, his eyes were clear, "It's very simple."

The result of refusal and acceptance is always easy, but the process is difficult.

Although Ryoma was tangled, he still nodded, and that was the only way to go.

"But don't leave the detective agency, and if you do, tell your friends."

Edogawa Ranpo akimbo emphasized, "For example, Ranpo-sama."

"I told you, I'm going to the United States." Ryoma stood up and looked at Edogawa Ranpo firmly, he knew he had listened, "No one can stop me."

He never forgot his dreams and steps.

No one has ever been, will not, cannot be in his way.

Edogawa Ranpo knew from the beginning that Ryoma would go to America and leave, but he still became good friends with him.

Although it is inevitable to separate, although the ending is foreseen, it will still be very sad.

Edogawa Ranpo, who rarely experienced the separation of friends, sighed, "Master Ranpo didn't let you go, you can even leave your own clan members behind."

"It's not abandoned, it's just that it's good for everyone if they stay here."

Ryoma explained, suddenly realizing what Edogawa Ranpo said just now, his eyes lit up, "Do you agree with me leaving?"

"It's impossible not to let you go, Mr. Ranbu is not a child."

Edogawa Ranpo looked at Ryoma with a smile on his face, and sat down on the sofa fiercely.

But there was still a strange bubble in his heart. He was very happy that Ryoma cared so much about his feelings.

Is this a friend?

"Then Ryoma will buy me a lot of snacks before leaving!" Edogawa Ranpo added. "Don't open your mouth like a lion, Mr. Luanbu, it's too far away." Long Ma said lightly.

The time for Ryoma to return to the United States is getting closer, and it is not known whether it was the president's order or Kunikida's arrangement. Ryoma has almost never been on a mission.

Sitting in the detective agency every day, like a mascot.

Oh, and Mr. Ranpo.

Two people sit in the seat every day, and the daily task is probably to eat snacks.

For some cases that Ranpo has to deal with, Ryoma will accompany Ranpo when he travels.

After all, he is the student of Chuya Nakahara, the strongest physicist in Hong Kong and black, and Yukichi Fukuzawa, the president of the detective agency. Naturally, Ryoma's ability goes without saying.

Other than that, he was just bored in the detective agency, watching everyone busy.

"It's too leisurely."

Osamu Dazai raised his head from the newspaper, his fluffy hair was a little messy, his iris-colored eyes were full of sleepiness, he looked at the two people who were eating snacks slowly, and complained dissatisfiedly: "Why do I have to write a report, they No need."

"Rather than that, Dazai, you haven't handed in your report yesterday." Kunikida Doppo reminded him with rare and gentle friendship, "Hurry up and hand in your report."

"Ha." After hearing this, Osamu Dazai threw himself into the newspaper again, "I'd better sleep to death."

"Dazai." Kunikida Doppo who still couldn't hold back his outburst went directly to pick up Dazai Osamu's collar, "Get up and write a report, I won't write it for you!"

Atsushi Nakajima glanced at Mr. Kunikida who was repairing Mr. Dazai, and quietly leaned in front of Ryoma, "Ryoma-kun, are you really that... Chuya Nakahara's student?"

Raising his eyebrows and glanced at Atsushi Nakajima, Ryoma nodded honestly.

"I'll keep it a secret for you." Atsushi Nakajima promised in a low voice.

After all, he looked at Ryoma miraculously.

He has been digesting this fact for a few days, and he really didn't expect it.

"Thank you." Ryoma raised the corner of his mouth, and lightly hit Nakajima Atsushi's chest with his fist.

"You're welcome." Atsushi Nakajima scratched his head and looked at the boy with a simple smile, his eyes full of relaxed smiles.

.....................

However, Zhong Yuan, who had other ideas and had not yet acted, received news from Ryoma.

He is going back to America.

Nakahara Chuya's acceptance of this matter is different from that of Edogawa Rampo. He always knew that his students would not be trapped in a small Japan, it was only reasonable.

"When are you leaving?" At that time, Nakahara Chuya and Ryoma were lying on Nakahara Chuya's car, looking at the vast night sky and leisurely admiring the moon.

"Let's go back to Tokyo this Friday."

Ryoma was lying on the car with one hand pillowed behind his arm, and the other hand was raised to cover the night sky.

"So fast?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little surprised, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

So fast, he has nothing ready.

"I hate this kind of occasion the most." Long Ma pouted and said, rather than watching everyone go away crying, it would be better to let him get on the plane by himself.

"Little devil." Nakahara supported himself with both hands, bent his knees and smiled and looked at his students, "I have a lot of ideas."

"teacher."

In the quiet night, the boy's doubtful but serious voice was very clear.

"Do you want me to join the Port Mafia?" Ryoma turned to look at Chuya Nakahara.

Zhong Yuan also turned his head to look at his students, not angry.

After a while, I shook my head, "I accepted you as my student because I wanted you to join the Mafia. Later..."

"What happened next?" Ryoma stood up and looked curiously at Nakahara Chuya who lowered his head.

"Later." Zhongyuan Zhong also took off his hat, and his orange-red hair seemed to shine in his amber eyes.

He raised his eyelids, and there was the same light in his pupils. It was the heart of a teenager and a child that couldn't be washed away even if it fell in the dark. "As a teacher, of course I have to listen to the students' opinions."

Seeing the child staring blankly at him, Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't hold back, and put one hand on his head and rubbed it, "Even if it wasn't the mafia, I would still be your teacher."

"Why, are you moved?" After Zhong Yuanzhong said this, he looked at Ryoma who was a little stunned.

"No." Ryoma pointed in another direction, "Teacher, your hat has been blown off."

"what???"

Seeing Zhong Yuan's crazy appearance, Ryoma couldn't help laughing.

...............

After all, it was the day to leave, and all the members of the detective agency were on vacation to send Ryoma back to Tokyo.

"I don't think it should be so grand."

Ryoma stood by the platform and looked at so many people around him, and was stunned.

"Is Ryoma afraid of crying?" Dazai Osamu asked with a smile.

Before Kunikida Doppo had time to stop Osamu Dazai's dangerous speech, he heard his junior brother reveal his true nature, "Well, I really miss everyone."

"Then don't go." Edogawa Ranpo put his hands on his arms, and then muttered in a low voice, "Master Ranpo should not participate in this kind of occasion, Yosano must drag me here."

Yosano Akiko took a good-tempered look at Edogawa Ranpo, "Yes, I think Mr. Ranpo must say goodbye to his friends properly."

"Hmph." Edogawa Ranpo glanced at Ryoma who looked at him with a smile, and glanced awkwardly at his face.

"Ryoma." Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at his youngest student.

More than a month really passed quickly.

"teacher."

Ryoma looked at the teacher in front of him, as if... like a second father, giving him unspeakable support.

Fukuzawa Yukichi glanced at Kunikida Doppo, Kunikida Doppo nodded, and handed Ryoma the wooden box given to him by the president.

"This is?"

Ryoma opened the slender wooden box, and inside was a knife, which was well preserved by the owner.

He looked at his teacher with some doubts, this gift was too expensive.

"It is the first knife in my life, named Shendu."

A flash of nostalgia flashed in Fukuzawa Yukichi's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to touch the knife, "Teacher hopes that you will always be like the name of this knife."

Seeing the seriousness in Fukuzawa Yukichi's eyes, Ryoma did not refuse, "Students remember the teacher's teachings."

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded, and lovingly patted his student's head.

"I also prepared a gift for Ryoma." Osamu Dazai stepped forward with a smile, and took out a book from his pocket.

Everyone looked at it curiously: "Complete **".

Why does it feel so unreliable.

Longma was not surprised.

It's so reasonable, even if Osamu Dazai gave him all kinds of strange things, he still thinks it fits Osamu Dazai's character very well.

"Thank you Mr. Dazai." Ryoma took Dazai Osamu's book and put it in his bag, thanking him.

"You're welcome, I hope Ryoma can find a perfect way to commit suicide."

There was a trace of melancholy in the kite-colored eyes, Dazai Osamu leaned in front of Ryoma and whispered: "Of course, Ryoma, don't forget our agreement."

"I will find a suicide method that is most suitable for Mr. Dazai." A few weeks ago, by the river in Yokohama, Ryoma and Dazai shook hands and made peace with each other about suicide.

Ryoma looked up at Osamu Dazai who immediately retreated to the back, and nodded, "I will."

Everyone stepped forward one by one to deliver the gifts and blessings they had prepared.

What Atsushi Nakajima gave was a set of tiger pajamas. Although he would think of how embarrassing he would be when he became a tiger, Ryoma still accepted the gift and the secret they guarded; what Kunikida Doppo gave was a notebook, hoping that his The younger brother recorded his ideals in life; and Yosano Akiko gave him a set of scalpels, which he said could be used for collection as well as for self-protection.

Ryoma trembled when he heard it, and nodded awkwardly, "I see."

After all, he looked at Edogawa Ranpo at the back, "Mr. Ranpo?"

"Is it time for Ranpo-sama to appear?" Edogawa Ranpo squinted at everyone who was looking at him.

A strange feeling rose in my heart.

"Here, here it is for you." Edogawa Ranpo took out a small gift box from his arms.

"Eh? Mr. Ranpo really prepared a gift?" Atsushi Nakajima asked curiously.

Glancing over there, Osamu Dazai's eyes flashed with surprise, obviously he guessed what was inside.

"You're so curious, then take it apart." Edogawa Ranpo waved his hand very generously and said.

When Longma heard this, he opened the box three times and five times.

Yes.

"Glasses?"

A pair of glasses without prescription.

What do you mean?

Everyone looked at Edogawa Ranpo and Ryoma suspiciously, but it was clear that the two knew what the other was thinking.

"Thank you, Mr. Ranpo."

Thinking about that day, Ryoma carefully put the glasses in his bag.

"Who told you to be my friend? Lord Ranpo cherishes friends very much."

Edogawa Ranpo squinted and smiled at Ryoma.

Of course, as a friend, there is another compulsory lesson: learn to distinguish.

Even if you don't want to.

I still remember when Ryoma came to Yokohama with a pile of luggage in his arms and calmly listened to the dreaded "port mafia" in the driver's mouth. After going through so many things, he finally left with a pile of gifts to accept the kindness and kindness of his new friend. friendship.

"Everyone, I'm leaving."

"Go."

Fukuzawa Yukichi stood in front of the members of the detective agency, put his hands under his kimono and looked at his students with loving eyes, like a father watching his son travel far.

I don’t know when to say goodbye, but as long as the knife is by your side, the teacher will always be by your side.

Taking a deep look at everyone, Ryoma looked at Fukuzawa Yukichi and bowed. "

"is teacher"

"Remember to come back." Everyone watched Longma go further and further away.

After Ryoma left, Yosano Akiko looked at Edogawa Ranpo curiously, "Mr. Ranpo, what do you mean by the pair of glasses you gave me?"

"Want to know?"

Edogawa Ranpo looked at Yosano Akiko and nodded, helped his little cloak, and walked out, "Master Ranpo won't tell you."

"Ha." Looking at Edogawa Ranpo's back, Yosano Akiko pouted.

"Ah." Atsushi Nakajima rubbed his chin, thinking of a small thing, "When Ryoma turned into a tiger, I wanted to play with Mr. Ranpo's glasses."

But they all know.

Glasses are an important tool of Edogawa Ranpu's "super reasoning", how could they be touched by others.

"Is that what you mean?" Yosano Akiko nodded thinking it made sense, and looked at Osamu Dazai who was smiling vaguely.

Osamu Dazai yawned lazily, "It seems that we have to change the way of suicide today."

.........

"Master Longma, are these gifts from others?"

Echizen Nanjiro looked at what seemed to be a box for knives in Ryoma's hand, scratching his head and asking.

Ryoma nodded, "I'll take all of these with me."

"Okay." Echizen Nanjiro didn't stop Ryoma's actions.

After all, the son has grown up after all.

"Um... are you a samurai?" Ryoma looked at Echizen Nanjiro and asked with some confusion.

Why is his anthropomorphic supernatural power the image of a samurai Echizen Nanjiro.

"Huh? Your dad plays tennis. He's not a samurai."

Echizen Nanjiro scratched his head and walked into the room with a smile, saying to himself, "But when I was young, I was called a samurai in the tennis world."

Long Ma raised his eyebrows, but continued to pack his luggage without looking into it carefully.

"Have you packed it? It's time to go." Rinko Takeuchi put his luggage into the taxi and looked at the father and son who were still dawdling.

"Here we come." Echizen Minamijiro carried Ryoma's gift box and put it in the trunk. Ryoma looked relaxed, but held Karubin in his arms.

"Then we're off."

Echizen Ryoma glanced at the temple where he had lived for almost two years, and nodded.

But at the airport, it surprised him.

Only then did he know why that mysterious smile meant when he finally asked Zhong Yuan Zhongya if he would come to see him off that night.

But why did Nakahara Chuya stand with Belmode and Gin? !

Seeing his parents waiting at the waiting seats, Ryoma found a reason to escape and ran towards them.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, why are you here?" There was excitement in his tone that could not be concealed.

"Ah, it just happened to be here to deal with business." Zhong Yuanzhong also said awkwardly, "I just thought you were leaving today and came to the airport to see you, but I didn't expect to see you."

Ignoring Teacher Zhongyuan's arrogant words, Ryoma directly screened out the answer: Come to see you.

"I'm very happy." The corner of the boy's mouth curled up slightly.

"When you left, the guys from the detective agency gave you gifts, right?"

Seeing Ryoma nodded, Zhong Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "I also chose a gift for you."

The amber eyes were full of anticipation, Nakahara Zhongya became a little hesitant about the gift he was very confident in, and finally took out a gift box from behind.

"This is?" Ryoma took the gift box from Nakahara Chuya, and looked down at the gift box. It was tightly sealed, and it was a big cardboard box.

"This is a suit. You don't know when you can come back when you go to the United States. It would be very irresponsible if the teacher is not around when you are 18 years old."

Nakahara Zhong also said seriously, at this time he had the coldness of the mafia in front of the students, "So I want to give you a set of clothes. But it doesn't feel right."

There are still five years before Ryoma turns 18, and he wonders if it is too early.

But what drove him at the time was, 18 years old, what was he doing at 18 years old.

Struggling to survive, wandering in the dark.

Ryoma's 18 years old is much better than him.

He's his student and deserves a wonderful 18.

"I love so much."

Although in the other world, there are too many indescribable similarities between Chuya and Ryoma, the teacher-student pair.

Some words are too hypocritical to say, but it is a kind of tacit touch if not said.

"Hey, it's our turn." Qin Jiu looked at the pair of teachers and students with unfriendly eyes.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at this group of people from the black organization unkindly.

As soon as he heard that he was coming to see the boy off, he followed him.

It's just a member of the "security company" that Longma said, and they came to join in the fun.

"Thank you for coming to see me off too." Ryoma looked at Gin and Belmode, Amuro Toru, and vodka beside him.

"Tsk." Qin Jiu looked at his little neighbor and his... Wang, "Go, I'm here."

Belmode winked at Ryoma, still as charming as ever, "Don't forget us."

"I still keep the key for you." Toru Amuro shook the key in his hand, it was still like the sunshine when Ryoma first met.

Vodka's rare speech, "When you come back, tell me what music to listen to, and I will download it for you when the time comes."

Why this sentimental vibe.

Ryoma tried hard to squeeze the tears from his eyes, "Thank you, I'm leaving."

The back of the boy is getting further and further away.

Keigo Atobe, who was training, suddenly raised his head when he heard the roar of the plane in the sky.

Today is the day Ryoma leaves.

kid,

Go change the world.