Mr. Oda and his friends

Walking out of the president's office, Oda Sakunosuke let go of his clenched fist, and the damp behind his back made him move his shoulder blades impatiently.Even if it was the most difficult task he had ever experienced, he was not as nervous as before. He was so nervous that he even breathed carefully, for fear of messing it up.

It wasn't until he heard the president say "non-interference" that he subconsciously held his breath for too long and felt a little dizzy...

For this retired genius killer, the word "pursuit" does not represent the process of behavior, but the result.He has made up his mind from the bottom of his heart that as long as Hiyori does not object, he will stay with her for a long time, so Mr. Fukuzawa's opinion is particularly important.

He walked into the president's office with the idea of ​​being rescued N times by Yosano Akiko, so he didn't dare to talk to Hiyori.

In the workplace, the colleagues who finally managed to get all the staff together, and finally able to extend the night shift cycle, packed up their things and left.After Oda Sakunosuke adjusted his mood, there was only a small bag bulging in front of his desk in the whole space.

He walked to the table, pulled out the chair and sat down, huddled into a ball and twisted the small bag of self-closing mushrooms, as if he wanted to run away but couldn't in time.The red-haired young man struggled to pull "Mushroom" off the chair and hugged Shun Mao, and the words turned into: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

I wanted to say something to please her, but I really didn't know where to start, and the result was that the expected lingering affection turned into a male mother rambling.

"Curry rice."

"Mushroom" was so depressed that it almost turned into a line draft. Oda Sakunosuke rubbed her hair: "Except for curry rice? You don't have to force yourself to adapt to my hobbies."

"Strawberry ice cream."

Although he is not a picky eater, when it comes to tendencies, Rihe naturally prefers sweets.

Mr. Oda sighed: "The temperature is not high today, eating indiscriminately can easily induce coughing."

"If you want a simple meal, please ask the whirlpool cafe to send one up. If you don't want to eat takeaway, you can wait for me to make you an Okonomiyaki when I get back from get off work."

As a native of Kansai, he spent several years in the slums when he was a child, so he is very familiar with the kind of dishes that are served with wheat flour paste.

Do you want to use the kitchen for home cooking?

Rihe hesitated suspiciously, and slowly turned his head to the other side: "That is, the investigation results of the Panxing Sect, remember to write the report..."

Although the kitchen has been restored to its original state with the help of Akiko Yosano, those traces of blackening cannot be removed. Up to now, Sakunosuke does not know that she has almost set a torch on the stove in the past few days Fry to the sky.

Strictly speaking, the infiltrating investigation of the Panxing Sect is considered a private use of public equipment, and it is too late to hide it. I have never heard of anyone writing a work report specifically for private matters.However, Sakunosuke Oda didn't even think about it, just nodded and continued following Hiyori's words: "Understood, I will write it when I am on duty. Xia You walked out of a candlestick and I threw it into the evidence bag. I will bring the report with me tomorrow." Go find Ango."

Finish this matter first, and then coax Hiyori to meet those children.

After he finished speaking slowly, the office fell into silence again, and his mood changed. The two people who were originally close didn't know what to say.Oda Sakunosuke has a calm personality and doesn't like to talk. He firmly believes that it is better to do a lot than to say a lot. Coincidentally, Miyata Hiyori also has a temper that can sit for a whole day without humming. Why does the style of painting suddenly have an old orange light filter?

Even though they have only been together for more than a year, the atmosphere between them seems to have been in love with each other for half their lives.The young man wanted to express something, but he raised his voice several times and finally realized that the occasion was wrong, so he had to wait patiently.

The president hasn't left yet. If he accidentally ran into any strange scene, as a good employee who can be regarded as considerate, he felt that he had to think about the boss's blood pressure.

Come whatever you want, [Tian 1 Clothes Seamless] Suddenly a few frames flashed quickly, Oda Sakunosuke hurriedly put Hiyori back on the chair.As soon as the two separated, the door of the president's office opened, and Mr. Fukuzawa walked out with his sleeves folded: "..."

Don't hide, it's not that I don't know how the two of you wish to be together on weekdays.

"Hiyo, come with me."

Mr. Fukuzawa yelled lightly, and he couldn't see any flaws. Oda Sakunosuke only felt that he needed more oxygen.

"Yes." The girl reluctantly glanced at the taciturn young man beside her, walked to the guardian and looked up at him obediently: "Mr. Fuze?"

"I want to tell you something, and I'll take you to dinner by the way."

It was rare for President Fukuzawa to be stingy, pretending that he forgot that there was another employee in the office who had just returned from a business trip and was probably even hungrier.

Oda Sakunosuke: "..."

At this time, please be sure to pretend that I don't exist!

Hiyori endured it but couldn't, turned his head to look at Oda Sakunosuke, who tried his best to put on a stiff expression and "smiled" and said: "I'm on duty today, Hiyori you go to eat with the president first. dinner."

If it was only him, the instant curry in the convenience store would be enough to satisfy his hunger. There was really no need to travel across mountains and rivers to find food on his own, or mobilize people to call for takeaway.

Eating out = no need to use the kitchen = no trace

With some apprehension that he didn't understand what was wrong, and a guilty conscience that almost blew up the kitchen, Hiyori obediently followed Mr. Fukuzawa to get off work.

Walking down the road, Mr. President pointed to a fork to lead the way: "Go forward from here, about 15 minutes away, there is a Japanese restaurant with good taste. It's late, don't eat hard to digest food. "

"oh oh!"

Hiyori, who did not have any digestive problems, carefully noted the route while walking. After walking for about 5 minutes, she heard Fukuzawa Yukichi's voice from above: "You have grown up, Hiyori."

"Eh?!"

She blinked incomprehensibly, and saw the guardian gesturing up and down with the palm of his hand: "When I first saw you last year, you were only this little tall. You looked like a primary school student, but now you have grown to this point..."

With the comparison, Hiyori truly realized his changes.Not only has the height increased, but the weight has also increased a lot, and the body has become soft and undulating, which is completely different from the male anatomy diagrams used as examples in textbooks.

"Although you are not yet an adult, you are at least a big kid. It's time to learn to be responsible for yourself." He walked in front with his sleeves folded, his saber completely covered by his drooping feathers: "Investigate the Panxing Sect, let's not take it first." Saying what the outcome will be, the most important thing is that we can understand some truths in the world from this incident."

In Mr. Fukuzawa's cognition, the Panxing Sect has been properly labeled as a cult. If this group of things is changed a little bit away from Yokohama, maybe someone will be able to appreciate a certain lonely sword today. The sword drawing technique of Shi Yinlang.

"reason?"

The girl turned her head to think seriously, and after 5 minutes she gave up: "I don't know. All I know is that their behavior made me feel angry that my heart and soul were insulted."

"Isn't it a good thing to be angry?" The silver-haired man was unexpectedly reasonable.

He stood on the lonely evening street and looked up into the distance: "But pure anger is meaningless. I am very glad that you take action after anger. It would be even better if you add introspection."

"Self-examination?"

This was an area she had never touched—self-reflection.

Day after day, the great witch emphasizes:

Humans and gods cannot make mistakes, even if they make mistakes, it must be someone else's fault, and it is absolutely impossible for gods to make mistakes.

Hiyori, who grew up under this kind of brainwashing education, doesn't understand what "reflection" is at all.

Fukuzawa Yukichi lowered his head and spoke softly: "Well, Hiyori is a smart boy. Introspection is to look back at the road you have traveled, and look for any inappropriate places."

As soon as Rihe heard this, he turned his head and looked behind him, not to mention footprints on the clean road, not even a single leaf: "It's not inappropriate!"

The child is too honest, and sometimes it makes people have a headache so much that they can't laugh or cry.

The president moved his fingers, thinking that at least she was a big girl and couldn't be as inattentive as she was with the brats, and finally withdrew the idea of ​​"guiding swordsmanship".Let's not discuss whether we should do it with the child. The main thing is that we really want to do it. The child's big summoning technique is really scary.

Forget it, it wasn't decades ago, there was no need to force children to grow up quickly.

"You... slowly understand."

Speaking of the Japanese restaurant, Mr. Fukuzawa walked in and found a place to sit down, and said to the proprietress who came up: "Red bean soup, maple leaf steamed buns."

Considering that Hiyori and Ranpo have the same sweet taste, he directly ordered the special set menu for detectives.

The proprietress knew this regular customer very well, she bent down and nodded immediately: "Understood, please wait a moment."

Not long after, she served the meal on an old bamboo tray, and chatted a few words before leaving: "Where is your son? I haven't seen you for a few days, busy with work?"

She said it in a random way, because the act of refusing to eat the rice cake without taste is really impressive.Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded: "Recently, the Metropolitan Police Department pressed several unsolved cases and asked him to go. He is really busy."

The guest responded with a face-saving reply, and the proprietress smiled and said, "Oh, it's better for young people to be busy, and being busy means that they are popular. This is Lingmei? What a beautiful child, even better than the stars on TV, Mr. Fukuzawa is very lucky. .”

According to the general principle, as a father at this time, he would probably shake his head with a casual smile and say a few words of humility.But the proprietress's compliments are all the truth, no matter how modest she is, she will inevitably be suspected of hypocrisy, so Mr. Fukuzawa acquiesced to her praise: "I will pack a small pancake and take it away."

After hearing this sentence, the proprietress bowed and resigned, giving up this small space.

Hiyori watched the proprietress swaying into the cooking room, and did not look away until the curtain stopped shaking: "Does Mr. Ranpo often come here to eat?"

"It was here that I took Ranpo to eat for the first time. He helped me a lot at that time, and Oda..." Regarding these, Mr. Fukuzawa said in a vague way: "Eat without talking, eat I'll take you back when I'm done."

In the end, I didn't have the nerve to ask "Do you want to live in a dormitory alone?"