After becoming a chaotic daughter

Physical fitness test...

Passed.

Nanako stared blankly at the pass sheet she got in her hand, she still didn't come to her senses, she just thought it was amazing, although the results of each item were not very good-looking, almost hovering above and below the passing line, but in the weight assignment Finally, at the end of the physical test result sheet, in the "General Assessment" box, there was a big red stamp——

【qualified】

These two days are mid-term exams. The last math test has just ended, and the results of the physical fitness test have also come out. They are sealed in envelopes and distributed to everyone. When she just came back, the other students had already discussed the physical test results, and she was the only one who saw her own results.

The whole school will have exams for these two days, and the club activities are also suspended today, so Miru packed her schoolbags and wants to go with Nanako.She walked to Nanako's desk with her schoolbag on her back, and saw Nanako reading the physical test results just sent out.

Probably didn't pass.

Miwa subconsciously thought this way. She and Nanako went to elementary school together for six years. She knew that Nanako passed the physical test every year by letting go.

She wanted to comfort Nanako, and planned to accompany Nanako to exercise more every day before the make-up exam. As long as she worked hard, she should...maybe...probably...maybe...

Is it possible to pass?

Miwa didn't think so confidently either.

But she looked down and saw a bright red color on Nanako's physical examination sheet.

Unqualified is a black stamp, and qualified is a red stamp.

Thinking of this, Miwa held her breath and opened her blue eyes in surprise, staring at the small report card in Nanako's hand.

Hey, hey, hey—passed? !

She bowed her head in surprise and leaned over to look at the report card in Nanako's hand.Most of the events were at the same level as Nanako in her impression, but the long-distance running was much better than when she was in elementary school. Although she still failed, it was not too slow.

"Passed!" She said in a very happy tone, she seemed even happier than Nanako, as if she might be the one who failed and Nanako was holding her report card.

After thinking about it for three rounds, I feel that this result is not surprising.The physical education class in middle school is stricter than that in elementary school. This semester is basic physical education. Every class has to run. In the first month of school, Nanako has a lot more exercise than in elementary school. The amount of exercise has increased, and the improvement in grades is taken for granted.Although the running is still very slow, it has indeed improved by more than ten seconds.

In the math test in the afternoon, Nanako had circled about [-] or [-] questions on the paper for her. In Sanlun, I felt that I did well in this midterm exam. Nanako can pass the physical fitness test, and I can also get a good result in the exam. , which made Sanlun feel as good as today's weather.

"What snacks are we going to bring to Mr. Quilt today?"

"I won't take it anymore...Brother Dubu said he ate too much, and I can't give him food now. I want to watch him exercise."

"oh oh!"

Waiting for Nanako to pack her schoolbag, they set off together to supervise the flower bag lifting dumbbells.

*******

The time for the home visit is the weekend after the midterm exam.

On the home visit form sent by the teacher, Nanako filled in the address of the detective agency, and then took out his seal from Ranpo's drawer, and stamped it on the place where the parents signed.

Many parents in Japan have such private seals. When she handed in the home visit form stamped with Ranbu's seal, she would not appear awkward among twenty or so classmates.But the night before the home visit, Mr. Nakamura, the class teacher, still called Luanbu.

It was already night, and when Nakamura-sensei called, Ranpo was taking a shower in the bathroom, so it was Nanako who answered the phone.After knowing that it was inconvenient for Luanbu to answer the phone, Mr. Nakamura didn't pay much attention and asked Nanako directly.

"That's right, Edogawa, the teacher is going to visit your home tomorrow, but I checked your home visit form just now. Is this address wrong? Do you want to go to this... Armed Detective Agency?" He read out I saw the address Nanako wrote on the home visit form. I don’t know why, but I always feel that the name of this company seems familiar. I seem to have seen it in the newspaper or somewhere. "For home visits, the teacher usually goes to your home."

Sitting on the tatami mat, Nanako was drinking milk. After listening to Mr. Nakamura's words, she let go of the straw she was biting on, and answered him slowly: "There is no mistake. Dad has to go to work, and there is no one at home."

"That's it... Then you can change a time that is convenient for your father. If you go to the club, it may disturb your father's work." Teacher Nakamura persuaded.

【Work. 】

Nanako thought about what Ranpo usually does at the detective agency.

Play games, eat snacks, read comics, ask her to go downstairs to the coffee shop to eat cakes, and water the cactus when you are really bored.

"I won't bother you." Nanako answered Nakamura-sensei with certainty.

The premise of disturbing work is that he is working. Since he is not working, there is no such problem.

"That... that's good." Mr. Nakamura compromised, but still added uneasy, "If you need to make changes, you can call me and tell me."

"Well, goodbye teacher."

Nanako hung up the phone, opened the bathroom door, and came out of the bathroom, wiping her hair in disorder, taking a shower and feeling refreshed.

He threw the towel over his shoulder, went to the kitchen to get milk, and casually asked Nanako, "Who called?"

"Mr. Nakamura." Nanako answered him while biting the straw, "Explain about the home visit tomorrow."

Luanbu let out an "oh", didn't take it seriously, took out the milk and closed the refrigerator, urging her: "Hurry up and drink the milk and go take a shower, it's time to sleep!"

Nanako quickly drank the milk, asked Gogol to help her throw away the milk carton, went to the closet to find her pajamas, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

*******

This is the first time Nanako's teacher came to the detective agency for a "home visit".

Shengye Elementary School does not have the habit of home visits, only one-to-one parent interviews every semester. Although it often receives visits and calls from teacher Koizumi, the class teacher, in fact, even the president has never met Mr. Koizumi.

The teacher is coming to the agency in the morning, and the investigators of the detective agency are gathered in the office area, just starting to prepare for "how to entertain the teacher".

Leaning against the desk, Dazai said as a matter of course: "Since it is the teacher's first visit, it must be more grand."

Hearing him speak, Kunikida could already feel his stomach throbbing, he propped himself on the table, looking very ugly, staring at Dazai fiercely.

"Swallow all your troublesome thoughts back into your stomach! I won't let you do anything wrong!"

"How can this be called nonsense!" Dazai's tone rose slightly, as if he couldn't believe what Kunikida said, "It's very important to make a good impression on the teacher during the home visit! If you make the teacher feel neglected, Nanako may be ignored by teachers at school, and adolescent girls are at a sensitive age. If the students alienate Nanako because of this, wouldn’t Nanako fall into the cold violence on campus..."

He waved his hands and started talking, the expression on Kunikida's face gradually changed from irritable to suspicious, then dubious, and finally took out his notebook subconsciously and started to record.

Looking at Kunikida who was being fooled around, Dazai had a satisfied smile on his face, and when he turned his head, he found that Oda was also holding the employee's notebook, writing something.

"What are you doing, Odasaku?" he asked Oda.

"Shinji's homeroom teacher seems to be coming to visit next month, I have to write down these points, maybe it will be useful." Oda said very down-to-earth.

Standing beside them, Naomi hugged Tanizaki's arm, with a pure and seductive smile on her face: "Although the layout is also very important, the most important thing is the heart, and the teacher must feel everyone's heart and mind. Ah. Are you right? My lord~"

She ambiguously elongated the ending of the word Xinyi, and her slender and soft fingertips slid across Tanizaki's chest.

Tanizaki stammered in response: "Ah, um, yes, yes..."

Sitting on the office chair, Xie Ye was maintaining the hatchet she used for treatment. Hearing what Naomi said, she suggested with great interest and sincerity: "In that case, why don't you let me do a complete physical examination for the teacher? , No matter what the problem is in the inspection, I will help him heal everything. Make sure that Mr. Nakamura walks out of the detective agency with a brand new look like a new product that just left the factory."

——Can you really go out?

Everyone thought so in their hearts, but no one dared to say it, not even Dazai who kept jumping around.

"The teacher is here to visit Nanako's home! I am Nanako's guardian!" Seeing that everyone had forgotten the most important thing, they slapped the table and yelled loudly, very dissatisfied with the group of people robbing him "Hurry up and go to work! Or you can stay and describe the great achievements of a famous detective to that teacher for me!"

A real detective doesn't need to brag about himself, because before he speaks, there will be competent npcs around him who will vividly describe his greatness. npc, so that Nanako's class teacher can understand his greatness more fully.

"Or to put it another way, who is going to invite the president? It's okay if the president isn't here at this time, right?"

"It's better to ask the president to come out after the arrangement is complete."

"How does Mr. Ranpo feel?"

"Does it need to be said—"

A group of adults chattered wildly, and the scene became more and more chaotic. You said something to others, and the content of the "entertainment" faintly moved towards the direction of "the entrance test for Mr. Nakamura". There were even proposals to "close the relationship" such as "let Nakamura-sensei participate in a detective agency investigation", "the drawbridge effect in a crisis", and "repay the favor (in Dazai's language)".

Nanako and Gogol sat at the empty desk, compared with the adults on the other side, they were so calm that it was like a different world.

She was writing homework for this weekend, and Gogol sat across from her, watching this month's "Wild Times".The Detective Agency has subscribed to this magazine for several years, from the first issue to the latest issue. Although "Wild Age" only released one monthly magazine in January, it has accumulated dozens of copies so far. A few bookcases were specially set aside for this magazine.

Nanako finished writing the math workbook, but the adults were still arguing, and the scene was still becoming more chaotic. Yosano and Yosano even waved the hatchet in their hands while talking, and Kunikida grabbed it again. Dazai's neck, Oda was watching with Kunikida's notebook, stepped on the chair and stood on the highest point "pointing out the country", the Tanizaki brothers and sisters were also tightly stuck together like Siamese twins in the chaos.

Nanako took out her homework notebook, crossed out the line [M: Exercise book p35], and then looked at the next line.

[E: Copy words x 4, translate p43]

It is the homework of copying words and translating sentences.

It is a weekend homework, so there are a lot of words to copy, which is as much as the usual three class hours.Nanako doesn't want to copy the words, and the words in the first grade of junior high school are also very simple, so there is no need to rely on copying to deepen memory.

She supported the table, stretched her arm, and poked the magazine in the hand of Gogol, who was sitting across the desk, with a pen. She wanted to ask Gogol to copy the words for her, but the pen in her hand hadn’t touched the spine of the book. , but suddenly something silver flew past the edge of the field of vision.

——It was the hatchet in Yosano's hand.

Just after finishing the phone call with an old customer, Fukuzawa Yukichi remembered that Nanako's teacher was coming to the club for a "home visit" today.He got up and left the office, wanting to come out to see what was going on with the home visit, but just as he opened the door at the end of the short corridor, a sharp knife with a cold light flew towards him.

After a long battle, both the body and the will have been tempered, even if the consciousness has not yet made a judgment, the body has subconsciously raised its hand to catch the sharp blade accurately.

Looking at the hatchet caught in his hand, Fukuzawa Yukichi was silent for a few seconds, not knowing what to say.

There was silence in the detective agency, and everyone's eyes were on the machete in the hands of the president. Kunikida still maintained the posture of pinching Dazai's neck, with one foot on the chair, and the chaotic hand sitting on the desk. The movement of shaking the soda stopped, and Oda who accidentally bumped into Yosano and Yosano opened their mouths slightly, but before they could utter a word, Naomi pulled his brother's sleeve.

Fukuzawa Yukichi stood in front of the side door of the office area, holding the hatchet he had just caught in his hand, and was still thinking—should he first warn Xie Ye to pay attention to safety in the club, or ask first What are my subordinates arguing about?

——Boom,

In the silence, the door of the detective agency was knocked, and a visitor pushed the door open.

"Excuse me, may I ask if Mr. Edogawa Ranpo and Mr. Fukuzawa Yukichi are here..."

Mr. Nakamura is about to step into the detective agency. After seeing the sharp hatchet, the man with a majestic face, and the young man who is about to be strangled to death, he silently and firmly,

Shrunk back again.

"excuse me."

He took a step back and closed the door again.

There was a very soft sound, "bang".