After becoming a chaotic daughter

Edogawa Ranpo was sitting on his soft and comfortable luxurious office chair, crossing his legs and reading the four-panel manga serialized in today's newspaper.

It is now 41:[-] pm Tokyo time. Under normal circumstances, if Nanako walks back, she will open the door of the detective agency at four o'clock sharp. She will arrive at the detective agency at [-]:[-]. If she comes back by bus, she will come back earlier, around [-]:[-].

Today’s weather is fine, and it’s a day when Miwa Kasumi doesn’t have any work. According to the usual practice, Nanako should take Miwa to Hanakou’s house, supervise Hanada to complete today’s daily exercise, and then return to the detective agency. We will eat something together at the roadside stalls. At this time, it is often the last day Nanako arrives at the detective agency, and usually does not come back until 04:30.

But today, even before three fifty in the afternoon, the door of the detective agency was gently pushed open from the outside.

The doorknob was turned, and then opened a door that was not too wide or narrow, just enough for a person to enter the room sideways. The next second, a fluffy black head poked in through the door, carrying a schoolbag. , Nanako walked into the club slowly, and after seeing Ranbu, she opened her mouth and called him dryly: "Dad."

Nanako came in, but the door behind her was not closed, another bright sky blue head poked in, looked at the few people sitting in the office area, Miwa blinked her eyes, and waved her hand embarrassingly: " Excuse me~~"

She trotted in like a deer, but the door behind her was still not closed.

Edogawa Ranpo frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

While Nanako hadn't come to his desk, he secretly tried to hide the candy box on the table, so as not to let Nanako confiscate his candies, while turning his gaze to the crack of the door that hadn't been closed. Nanako was about to stop at his desk, and when he stuck the candy box into the keyboard drawer under the desk, the half-closed wooden brown door was opened again.

A figure came into the door, before the heels of the dropped leather shoes touched the tiled floor, Edogawa Ranpo immediately waved, sitting on the office chair and greeted the visitor:

"Hey, isn't this the cute hat-kun! What a rare guest! What's the matter, Mr. Mori is finally going bankrupt due to poor management, so he sent you to the detective agency for help!"

Chuya was subtly relieved just now because he found out that Dazai was not in the club: "..."

This detective boy is no better than Dazai! ! !hateful!If not now is not the time, he would definitely—

"Oh~ Mr. Ranpo, there is no one at the door, why do you still open the door?" A flirtatious voice floated out from the reception room partitioned off by a screen, and Dazai's smiling face that deserved to be punched came out together. , "...Oh, sorry, is there someone there? But Chuya is really Mrs. Mrs.—— small, so I accidentally didn't see it~"

...Sure enough, the detective agency was destroyed.

Stepping into the house with one foot, Nakaya stood by the gate with the nameplate of [Armed Detective Agency], and this thought came to his mind. The shiny golden nameplate was just above his head.

—Right now, right now, right now.

——It’s all here, it’s better to hit the sun than to choose a day, it’s better to kill all the detective agencies right now, and report this matter to the leader when I go back.

Standing in front of Ranbu's desk, Nanako stopped in her tracks, looked at Ranbu in front of her, and then turned her head to look at a head protruding from Dazai in the reception room. For some reason, she always felt that they were acting strangely, um, It's just... I don't know how to describe it. In short, Nanako feels as if she is watching some strange house fighting drama.

Dad and Dazai are like cannon fodder villains. Mr. Nakahara, who just entered the door, is the heroine who is targeted by the villain for making a career, and then she and Miwa are simple children who don't understand anything, and are secretly guided by the villain to frame the heroine...

[No no no. 】

Nanako quickly shook her head vigorously in her heart, and pushed all these strange thoughts out of her head. I don't know why the more I think about it, the more crooked I am... It must be because sister Naomi has been taking her to watch strange TV dramas with her recently.

Having found the source of her blame, Nanako decided to read two more manga later to suppress her shock, and use the boy manga to correct her way of thinking that was distorted by the TV series.

"Huh?" Miwa was a little surprised, "Mr. Nakahara, do you know Uncle Ranpo and Mr. Dazai?"

"It's an ex-colleague, Miwa." Dazai said with a smile, "I used to work at Mori's Club for a while—by the way, Oda Saku also worked there. .”

"Oh!" Miwa nodded for no reason.

Sen's Club is a large consortium, and the companies it operates span many industries, so it has many subsidiaries, branches, and shareholding companies... all kinds of branches, for example, Sanwa himself is in Zhongye Under the introduction, I went to do odd jobs at a branch of an accounting firm under the Mori Corporation.

Probably Mr. Dazai and Mr. Oda also worked in some company under the Mori Corporation.

She thought so simply.

Nanako watched Nakaya and Dazai talk about the old days in a "friendly atmosphere", she also put down her schoolbag, buried her head in the schoolbag and dug out the homework book, and saw Atsushi tremblingly approaching Ranpo's desk.

"Mr. Luan, Ranpo... Is this really okay? Make the enemy—" Atsushi saw Nanako who was standing aside, and immediately swallowed back what he was going to say very abruptly, and forcibly changed his words, "... …I mean, um, right—a competitor company! Is it okay to let people from the competitor company come to the club casually?”

Nanako's dark eyes didn't blink, she just watched Atsushi finish speaking furtively like this, she lowered her small head, scratched her hair, thought for a while, then raised her head again, and looked at Atsushi slowly. Said: "There is no competition...an accounting firm and a detective agency do different things."

"...What?" Atsushi didn't understand Nanako's answer.

What "accounting firm"?Do port mafia cadres have anything to do with accounting firms?

Nanako also failed to understand Atsushi's brain circuit.

It seems that Atsushi also knows the boss of Miwa. Atsushi, Dazai, and father also know each other. It may be that Mr. Nakahara’s company has some business contacts with the detective agency. For example, it seems that the club has to hire The accounting firm came to check the accounts or something...?

Nanako doesn't quite understand this, but no matter what, Mr. Nakahara runs an accounting firm, so he won't compete with the detective agency for business.

The only one who received the brain circuits of two people at the same time was sitting steadily on his office chair. He didn't say anything, and even the expression on his face didn't change at all. He still looked lazy and opened his mouth. Dun, who came over to ask questions, just said: "Dun, I'm a little thirsty, can you please go downstairs and buy a glass of mixed juice for me?"

Although it was a questioning sentence, and it used logically polite words such as "I'm sorry for you", but the tone of the chaotic step was like a child who was willfully directing an adult.

Hearing Ranbu's instructions, Dun subconsciously responded "Okay", trotted all the way out of the gate of the detective agency, and didn't realize until he got into the elevator that Ranbu didn't answer his question.

But...it shouldn't be a problem.

Atsushi thought hesitantly. After all, Mr. Ranpo and Mr. Dazai are both there, Dr. Yosano is in the infirmary, and the president is also in the office. Kenji is teaching Oda how to grow vegetables on the rooftop. Nothing to worry about?

With hesitation in his heart, Auntie went to the coffee shop to buy juice for Ranpo.

Atsushi left, but Nanako was still standing in front of Luanbu's desk. As soon as Atsushi stepped out of the door, he scrambled back and ordered Nanako again: "Nanako, go and pour a cup of tea for the guests!"

Usually this kind of thing is done by Tanizaki or the clerks, but Tanizaki and the others are not here at the moment, and Chuya is just "after sending the child to the detective agency (invited by Miwa) to come up and sit down", it is considered It's not a serious client, and there's no need to go into the room to call a clerk, so Luanbu treated him like this very perfunctorily.

There are leftover cold tea and disposable paper cups in the tea room, let's make do with it.

"Oh." Although she had never done such a thing as serving tea to guests before, Nanako subconsciously responded honestly, then turned and ran to the tea room across the corridor.

There was no one in the tea room at the moment, there was only cold water left in the kettle on the kitchen counter, and there were tea leaves thrown away by the previous clerk after making tea in the sink.

Nanako doesn't drink tea, but she is still very familiar with the tea room, and soon found tea in a cabinet, and took out a teacup from the cupboard.

Then, it's time to make tea.

Standing in front of the kitchen counter, Nanako looked at the kettle, half a pot of tea leaves, and a pottery teacup in front of her, and scratched her head.

【...How to make tea? 】

Nanako was a little confused as she didn't drink tea and never paid attention to how to make tea.

In her impression, making tea seems to be a very complicated thing, with a small purple sand teapot, a small teacup, and tweezers?Or small spoon?Anyway, it was some small tool that she couldn't remember. There was a set of tea sets in the president's office and on the couch.

But if it's just entertaining guests normally, it shouldn't be troublesome...?

Nanako thought a little uncertainly.

She hesitated for a moment, first boiled a pot of hot water with the kettle, then hesitated, opened the tea pot, there was a small spoon in the iron pot, Nanako scooped out a spoonful of tea, poured it into the teacup, The finely crushed tea barely covered the bottom of the teacup.

[It seems a little less...]

Nanako stared at the little tea in the teacup, hesitated, picked up the small spoon, and added a spoonful of tea.

Then add another spoonful.

Keep adding.

More.

It still doesn't seem to be enough.

……

The teacup was soon filled with half a cup of tea. Nanako felt that it was almost done. She threw the small spoon back into the tea pot and closed the lid. The kettle beside her had already boiled water. Wisps of white water vapor.

Nanako held the kettle, thought for a while, and felt that she really couldn't figure out how to make tea. Apart from powdered brew, the only thing she knew how to make was instant noodles.

Looking at the thick pile of tea leaves in the quilt, she hesitated for a second, then poured a cup of boiling water with a splash.

The tea leaves surged up to the mouth of the cup, and the fragrance of the bitter tea gradually wafted out. Nanako put the tea pot back into the cabinet, then found the tray, put the tea cup on the tray, and held the tea cup in a decent manner. out.

【...Sister Naomi used to brew tea, would there be so many floating tea leaves? 】

Holding a teacup, she walked back from the tea room to the office area. During the short journey, Nanako was thinking about this issue seriously.

Holding tea, Nanako walked to the door of the reception room, and Naka was sitting on the side of the sofa near the door, talking to Dazai, seeing Nanako coming in with tea, his expression softened a bit.

"Your tea," Nanako said to him, putting the cup on the low table in front of the sofa.

"Ah...thank you." Zhong also responded.

He watched Nanako turn around and walk away with the tray in her arms. He picked up the teacup and was just about to take a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and then he continued to argue with Dazai for three times, stalking and beating around the bush—there was no way, Miwa was still on the side. For an hour, so I didn't even look at it, I looked up and drank a big mouthful of tea.

The scalding hot water suddenly touched the mouth, like a firecracker exploding in the mouth, mixed with a pile of wet tea leaves and tea stems, the moment the tea was drunk in the mouth, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt as if he hadn't drunk it Instead of taking a sip of tea, he drank a mouthful of magma mixed with stones.

Can't swallow it.

Can't spit it out.

Nakahara's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

Holding the tray, Nanako went back to the tea room. After wiping the tray clean, she put it back on the shelf. Suddenly, she noticed a large transparent cup with a filter on the side shelf in her field of vision. .

Oh.

Nanako remembered.

It seems that when making tea, you need to use that to filter out the tea leaves first, and then pour only the tea water into the cup, so Naomi and the others make tea with almost no broken tea leaves.

【... Forget it, don't worry about it, anyway, you can't die if you have tea. 】

Nanako, who was soaked and didn't want to do another job, decided to pretend that she didn't know anything.

She didn't remember that the tea had to be cooled after making the tea, and that the tea leaves would not kill you but the boiling water would scald you to death. Nanako opened the refrigerator, got a box of apple juice for herself and Miwa, took out her mobile phone, and told Gogol When I came back, I packed two cakes and ran back to the office area with apple juice in my arms.

Dazai's joyful laughter came from the reception room.