After becoming a chaotic daughter

Autumn is gradually coming to an end, and the weather in Yokohama is getting colder day by day.

When she got up in the morning, Nanako ran to the window and opened the corner of the curtain to look out. The sky was gloomy, the sun could not be seen, the dim sky light leaked from the gray clouds, and the cold wind rolled the dead leaves. After the blowing, the tree downstairs in the dormitory was already bare, leaving only a few sporadic leaves hanging precariously on the branches, yellow and curled.

She put down the curtains, turned around and ran back to the center of the room, lying on the side of the quilt spread on the tatami mat, stretched out her small hand, and pushed hard the boy who was still sound asleep in the quilt.

"Dad, get up."

"Uh...um...sleep again...for a while...fufu...so sleepy..."

He turned over, turned his back to Nanako, buried his head in the quilt, and muttered something vaguely, but Nanako didn't hear clearly.

Still wearing Pikachu pajamas, Nanako touched her flat stomach and looked at the alarm clock on the table.It was already past eight o'clock in the morning, and she was used to three meals on time. Before breakfast at this point, Nanako's stomach growled softly, urging her to find something to eat quickly.

He didn't have to go to work at the detective agency today, so Ranpo didn't sleep until late last night. If it wasn't for accidentally waking Nanako up when he was playing games after two o'clock, he would probably be able to stay up all night like this.

Nanako, who died suddenly because of staying up late to make up homework, has now developed good work and rest habits. As a "filial" good daughter, after being woken up by random steps, she tried her best to open her heavy eyelids, and sleepily got out of bed I crawled out, unplugged the TV's power plug, then turned around and crawled back into my quilt, and continued to sleep.

Ranbu seemed to be yelling her name and said something, but she was too sleepy to hear clearly, and fell asleep again.

Ranbu, who was forced to close the game, could only get back under the covers and go to sleep.

Luanbu, who had only slept for six hours, obviously couldn't get up. Nanako guessed that he wouldn't get up until ten o'clock, so Nanako could only lie on the tatami, trying to fold up her little futon crookedly , together with her little pillow, was stuffed back into the closet with difficulty.

No way, Dad is an idiot, she can only rely on herself.

Stepping on her special stool, Nanako took out fresh milk and instant sandwiches from the refrigerator. After closing the refrigerator door, she climbed off the stool, kicked the stool to the kitchen counter with the microwave oven, and stepped on it again. , opened the milk and poured it into her small porcelain cup, then put it in the microwave together with the sandwich wrapped in plastic wrap, and chose to heat it.

After 1 minute, the microwave oven dinged, and the milk and sandwiches were warmed up.

Nanako sat on the tatami mat and slowly finished the sandwich. There was half a glass of milk left and she couldn't finish it. She saved it for the morning snack and drank it later.

After filling her stomach, she consciously took out her messy laptop and continued watching today's children's cartoon program.

Now she has been able to watch children's programs aged five to seven, and can basically understand most of the sentences. She has also figured out simple grammar and can speak some short sentences fluently. I still have to talk and think, and I stumble.

Nanako prefers to talk to Yosano and the aunts in the coffee shop downstairs. They will take care of her speaking ability and speak patiently and slowly. The second is to talk to her father in random steps. Random steps always like to use simple and clear short words. He rarely uses uncommon words, and speaks like a child, but he always flies up when he speaks, and Nanako can't understand.

At [-]:[-], Luan Bu, who had been sleeping all morning, finally woke up.

At eleven o'clock, after washing up, I also warmed up a sandwich for "breakfast", drank the remaining half cup of milk that Nanako forgot to drink, and then taught Nanako "Children are not allowed to touch the electrical appliances in the kitchen, they will explode of!".

At 11:30, I took Nanako to a nearby park to play for a while, and asked Nanako to push him on the swing.Not many people came to play in the park today, it was a bit boring, so I took Nanako back soon.

At twelve o'clock, I wanted to teach Nanako to practice speaking, but because it was too boring, I only lasted for ten minutes, and then took out checkers to play.

At [-]:[-], Nanako won three games in a row in checkers. Nanako was hungry again, so she called the takeaway beef noodles in the shopping street.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Nanako and Nanako ate the beef noodles delivered by the takeaway for lunch. Nanako didn't eat coriander, and she didn't eat it at random. The father and daughter spent a minute picking coriander.

Two o'clock in the afternoon, followed by a nap.

[Decadent day. 】

Nanako thought so from the bottom of her heart, but when Ranpo dragged out the quilt, she still hugged the little yellow duck doll that Ranpo bought for her and nestled into the quilt, obediently covered her little quilt, Soon fell asleep in a daze.

At the same time, Ranbu, who confirmed that Nanako had fallen asleep, immediately got up wrapped in a quilt, secretly pressed back the power plug that Nanako had unplugged last night, turned on the TV and picked up the game console, and the instant the game was loaded, he quickly got up. I chose Mute, took advantage of Nanako's sleep, and secretly continued to play the game that I didn't clear yesterday behind her back.

A child can't be addicted to games, but he is already a mature father, so as long as he doesn't get discovered by Nanako - Edogawa Ranpo found a perfect excuse for himself in his heart.

Nanako didn't wake up until nightfall. When she woke up, the quilt that was walking around had been folded and put away.

She got up from the bed, and the little yellow duck doll rolled away for some reason. Nanako picked up the doll and put it on the table. Then, with the tail of Pikachu on the butt of her pajamas, she rubbed her eyes and slowly folded the quilt .

Pikachu's tail is so troublesome, it always swings back and forth, and it hurts its buttocks when sitting, and the stupid father will deliberately stretch out his tail to tease her. Nanako wants to cut off this lightning-shaped tail, but he walks in disorder Put the sharp pointed scissors back on the cabinet, but Nanako couldn't get them, Ranpo said that children can only use small round scissors.

Nanako put Pikachu's tail behind her buttocks, and then reached out and grabbed the corner of the quilt, trying to drag it to the other side to fold it in half, but before she could crawl over, her little nose moved and smelled a strange smell. the taste of.

A little choking, like something was burnt.

"...Dad?" She grabbed the quilt, turned her head and called into the lit kitchen not far behind her, her face was still dazed.

"what--?"

There was a loud, chaotic reply from the kitchen.

Nanako blinked vigorously, shook her little head, and after she cleared her mind, she sniffed again and smelled the strange smell in the room.

"...It stinks." She hadn't learned how to say words like "burnt", so she could only use a vague expression, "It smells bad, smells."

There were bangs and bangs in the kitchen, but there was no sound of chaotic steps. Nanako put down the quilt in her hand, climbed directly to the kitchen door, stood up, and leaned on the wall to look inside.

"dad?"

There was a choking smell in the kitchen, which lingered even with the range hood and windows turned on. Standing in front of the induction cooker with the pan on it, Luanbu holding the spatula stared down at the contents of the pan with a look on his face. "I don't understand" expression.

Nanako ran over, tiptoed over the kitchen counter, and glanced into the pot.

There was a pot of something black and mushy, which exuded a choking smell.

She only glanced at it before she was left by the kitchen counter with her collar in her hands.

Looking at Ranbu with a small expressionless face, Nanako kept her mouth shut and didn't say a word, just staring at Ranbu, making Ranbu feel guilty.

"It's rotten meat, Dad is going to throw it away!" Ranbu emphasized to Nanako, "It was rotten in the first place, it has nothing to do with Dad, it's not what Dad did!"

Nanako looked at him, as if reacting to what he said, paused for a few seconds, and then slowly said: "... black, meat."

Ranbu: "..."

Even a detective like him couldn't tell whether Nanako's subtle pause was mocking him or not.

He immediately threw Nanako out of the kitchen, then dumped the black mass in the pot into the trash.

Fortunately, he is smart, cooking is too troublesome, so he threw a bunch of messy ingredients into the pot to make soup, steamed egg custard, and used a rice cooker as he saw on the cooking show in the afternoon Cooked the rice.

Even if a serving of stir-fried pork with green peppers is not done well, it can still make a perfect dinner!

Edogawa Ranpo felt that he was really a good father. In order to prevent Nanako from always eating takeout and suffering from malnutrition, he even went to learn how to cook. Such a simple little thing is unlikely to stump a famous detective.

He opened the rice cooker with confidence, filled the rice with a lot of soup for some reason, then took out the egg custard from the pot, and finally filled the soup that had been stewed for several hours.

Although the side dishes are a little short, it's just because there are no ingredients in the refrigerator. When he goes to the supermarket tomorrow to buy some, he can make a hearty dinner!

Sitting at the small dining table, Nanako, who was originally waiting to continue eating takeaway, took her small spoon and children's chopsticks, looked at the food in front of her, and buried her little head to taste the rice, Egg custard and stewed soup, then put down the small spoon in his hand, raised his head, and looked at Ranbu with his swarthy eyes without blinking.

Waiting for the compliment from his daughter, Ranbu puffed out his chest happily, and raised his chin in a small arc.

He saw Nanako open her mouth and said slowly:

"Dad...I want to eat takeaway."

The rice was half dry and not runny.

Egg custard has an uncooked fishy smell.

The stew seemed to have half a bag of salt poured into it.

The good father who is full of confidence in his "cooking skills" is unwilling to accept the reality. He tasted the meals he made one by one with a dissatisfied expression, and then put down the spoon in his hand.

"Come on, Nanako, Dad will take you to eat fried chicken."

A good father should still satisfy his daughter's reasonable wishes.

Luanbu thought so from the bottom of his heart.