Mr. Oda and his friends

"Mr. Ranpo is running too fast!"

Yosano Akiko followed into the door, and Oda Sakunosuke, whose hands were full of plastic bags, stayed at the end: "Hiyo, I'm back."

Miyata Hiyori, who was huddled in the corner, was expressionless under his expectant gaze: "Welcome back."

"Yeah!" He was in a good mood and held up the bags for her to see: "Miss Yosano and Mr. Ranpo lent us money to buy some things, come quickly!"

The red-haired boy first put a large bag of snacks and snacks beside Edogawa Ranpo, and the rest of the bags were piled up randomly on the few desks that had no owner, and the one that was not too big or small belonged to him.

Miyata Hiyori carefully looked at it, and raised the tip of his nose together: "?"

Yosano Akiko leaned on the table and explained: "This guy insists on 'borrowing money' from us. Well... it's actually a condolence item, a welcome gift for joining the company. Besides the food, the gloves are for Oda, choker for you."

Her voice was not loud enough to disturb another gentleman who was giving an impassioned speech.At this time, Edogawa Ranpo finally finished his lecture on "a junior high school student who has made a fortune", and he straightened his back and showed off with all his strength: "Is the famous detective amazing?!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Ranpo is the most powerful." The bob-haired girl nodded along with his intention. Oda Sakunosuke was studying how to put on a gift of love for Hiyori, and then nodded quickly. Miyata Hiyori was a little bit overwhelmed Seeing the young man's overly burning gaze, he lowered his head slightly and read in a low voice, "Well, it's amazing."

Anyway, it's a big step forward.She didn't say a word before, and said three words at once, which was extremely embarrassing for Chaobu.

"Ha! Counting your insight, this ring-shaped decoration was specially chosen by a famous detective. Isn't it very cute?"

Mr. Fukuzawa wanted to speak but stopped talking and wanted to speak again, looking at the young man with a smug face... In the end, he reluctantly held back.

In the whole room, is he the only adult who thinks this kind of development is not good?

The girl in a plain dress had ignorant eyes and wore a strip of black fabric around her neck.The thick dark color makes her slender neck appear more fair and her skin is fair, adding a bit of ambiguity.

"Hmm...isn't there something strange about it?"

Oda Sakunosuke buckled the buckle, took a step back and scratched his hair: "It's a bit strange!"

Just say that something is not right, it scared me to death, I thought it was only me that things seemed to be going in a bad direction!

Mr. Fukuzawa breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to go forward to coax Hiyori and take off the choker, Yosano Akiko took out a thread bell from his pocket: "Of course it's strange, you left this one, the last thing on the collar is It's not just nameplates and bells that matter."

Speaking of which, she hung the bell under the choker, quite satisfied with her taste: "Look! How cute!"

"So that's how it is..."

Oda suddenly realized: "Sure enough, the coordination is much better."

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "..."

Forget it, I don't understand the world of young people, so I'd better hide in the office and take it easy.

Edogawa Ranpo was also very satisfied with Hiyori's new decoration, he stretched out his hands and gestured at her as a show: "Qiang Qiang! The billboard lady of the detective agency!" He just accidentally saw something similar in the newspaper Information, what is the extended meaning behind it, the innocent boy has no idea.

"We want to have what others have, ha!" He happily grabbed a pack of thick dim sum from the plastic bag and looked at it: "It's a big deep-fried steak, let's share it with you, don't forget to thank the famous detective~"

Said the boy "snapped" the snacks in Hiyori's hands, touched the plastic bag, saw that it was a lollipop, and then tore it open and stuffed it into his mouth: "By the way, you don't even ask the famous detective what's going on." Are you going to teach the guy who came to steal our case?"

"Huh?" Hiyori handed the big deep-fried steak to Oda Sakunosuke and asked him to open it for himself, making a nasal sound full of faint doubts.

For Edogawa Ranpo, this level of encouragement was enough, and he immediately began to dance and perform with great interest: "Of course, the real culprit will be locked within 30 seconds~ As long as I have my supernatural ability [super power] Reasoning] Now, no clues can escape the eyes of a famous detective.”

"Oh! It's amazing!"

Although this exclamation does not sound very deliberate, at least it is much more sincere than the previous sentence. After listening to Luanbu, he stood proudly with his chest akimbo: "Don't worship famous detectives too much. Way. Hahahahahahahaha!"

"Mr. Ranpo is the soul of our detective agency." Yosano Akiko smiled and followed the formation, and Oda Sakunosuke, who joined the job on the first day, nodded vigorously in agreement: "Mr. Ranpo is very powerful!"

Regardless of reasoning or personality, it is powerful in every sense.

"Heh heh heh heh...Even if you compliment me like this, as a senior, I will not let go of my supervision!" The detective was praised so lightly, and when he was happy, he took out several snacks from his precious plastic bag: " You're welcome, please eat."

Even President Fukuzawa, who hid in the office, was chased by him and stuffed with a thick snack. For a while, the office of the Armed Detective Agency was full of joy.

"Almost forgot to report work to the president, Oda, clean up!" The boy casually found something for the newcomer to do, skipping and closing the door of the president's office.

While the "predecessors" were busy, Oda Sakunosuke gave Miyata Hiyori all the torn sweets: "The work went smoothly. We went to protect a judge. Tell Yosano that he is a good man, Mr. Rampo Find out the killer hiding in the clerk, and I will take him to avoid bullets, that's all."

——It is a rare talent to be able to describe the thrilling excitement in such a simple and unpretentious manner.

To be recognized and appreciated by the white people is a novelty that the red-haired boy has never experienced before.His dark blue eyes had the characteristic light of a teenager: "This is a good job, and it can help others."

Miyata Hiyori took the thick dim sum and ate it in small bites, subconsciously said: "Yes."

"With this stable job, I can send you to school. It's great." The young man sighed with relief: "When you have the ability to survive independently, you won't need me anymore."

"Huh?" She chewed the thick snack in her mouth, and made a confused voice from the side.

What do you mean... no longer needed?

Oda Sakunosuke skillfully took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the corners of Miyata Hiyori's mouth: "I mean, helping others doesn't mean getting anything from the recipient."

"Help is help. If you pay attention to return, it's called a transaction. You don't have to feel burdened. This is my own choice." He sighed and walked into the tea room where the smell of paint hadn't dissipated. He leaned over and took out a rag to wet : "It's great that you can live well in Yokohama."

The hand holding the thick snacks slowly fell on his lap, Miyata Hiyori raised his head: "Are you going to give up on me?"

To be abandoned means to be destroyed. Even though she still has no concept of death, she instinctively senses anxiety and fear.

The little girl's voice was very soft, as if she was afraid to scare someone.But in the ears of those who listened, there was a different feeling—has she ever been abandoned?

Like an abandoned cat, Hiyori Miyata looked at Sakunosuke Oda calmly and clearly: "I can dedicate myself (spiritual power) to you, everything. Don't want me, okay?"

"Huh?" The boy was taken aback.

No matter how dull he was, he was still at the age of a male high school student, and the little girl omitted part of the object when speaking, which naturally caused people to misunderstand: "No, no need!"

Should this be called Porcelain, or...?

"No, that, this, ah! Are you hungry?"

He panicked and waved his hands to aggravate his attitude. The red-haired boy's face almost became the same as his hair: "What is this, big fried pork chops, is it delicious?"

He struggled to change the subject, but the little girl didn't cooperate: "You don't want me, why?"

She is the supreme masterpiece of painstaking efforts of countless scientists of the Academy of Sciences, a flawless crystallization of wisdom, and a miraculous existence. With such a long prefix entry, why can't she be accepted as the same kind?

"I'm useful!"

Hiyori opened her eyes wide, she put the thick pastry on the table and ignored it: "Please use it as you like, it won't break."

White teeth, what a bad conversation!

Oda Sakunosuke frowned after getting through the initial astonishment: "Do you know what you're talking about?"

The translucent purple eyes are like two identical pieces of fine amethyst, being stared at by the little girl like this, no normal person can last more than five seconds.

"Mr. Fukuzawa told me that my home is where Yusakusuke is." Miyata Hiyori carefully tightened the hem of the boy's coat: "I, I want to have a home."

This was definitely the first time since I picked her up from the street.Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help being surprised that the little girl expressed her needs and wishes clearly and uncharacteristically.

I thought she might have some mild autism and hallucinations, but it seems that she really just doesn't like to talk and doesn't know how to say it.

"..." The bad-spoken boy spent 5 minutes restarting the machine, and finally sighed resignedly: "Don't be silly. As long as you still need me, I will always be there."

It is too difficult for him to think of beautiful words to coax the little girl, and he can't do it anyway.Oda Sakunosuke held back for a while, no matter how he thought about it, his mind was blank, he had no choice but to give up and give in.

Assuming that he had become a father in advance, the young man turned his head and thought about it and thought it was pretty good - even the procedure of begging for a wife was omitted, which could be regarded as efficiency in another sense.

Miyata Hiyori only heard the words "I will always be here" and was relieved, without even realizing that he was still holding on to Sakunosuke's clothes.Perhaps it was because the red-haired boy had accumulated enough of her favorability in the past month, and his trust value also exploded.

As long as he said it, she would believe it.