After becoming a chaotic daughter

Today is Ranpo Edogawa's birthday.

That is to say, from today onwards, he is just a young boy, and he is a single dog boy who concentrates on eating, drinking and having fun, has a childish and willful personality, can't do anything except solving crimes, and can't eat and starve to death for the whole family.

Therefore, when Nanako, who had just met for less than an hour, grabbed the cloak and called her father, his first reaction was to jump up and shout in resistance: "I'm not your father!"

He doesn't want to raise children!horrible!Although he likes to run to the nearby park to play with elementary school children on his way to work, he has no desire to raise children at all!

Children would fight with him for snacks, sodas, and the latest issue of the weekly manga magazine, and they would lie on the ground and cry loudly, causing him to be scolded by the president. Children are all idiots!He doesn't want to raise children!

Absolutely!right!No!want!

Edogawa Ranpo almost wrote these big characters on his face.

Nanako watched him jump up, but there was no reaction on her face, she just stared at Ranpo without blinking with a pair of dull black eyes.

"Father." She called again, her tone flat, as dry as a piece of bread that had been dehydrated overnight, and her two little hands grabbed the little cloak of Chaos Walking together.

"I'm not your father."

"dad."

"I'm not your father—"

"dad--"

"I'm not your father!"

"father!"

"...Kunikida!!!" Edogawa jumped wildly.

As a qualified junior, Kunikida immediately stepped forward and rescued Ranpo's cloak from Nanako's grasp.He lifted the little radish head off the flower bed, and pressed her shoulder with a serious expression.

"Mr. Ranpo is not your father, we are only here to work. Don't misrepresent your father outside, this is a very serious matter, kid." Kunikida educated the little girl in front of him sternly

Nanako kept her mouth shut, with no emotion on her face. She and Kunikida, who was only 14 years old now, looked at each other for a while, then turned their heads away.

[This is too young to be a father. 】

[And it seems that it is not easy to cheat. 】

Although Ranpo looks very young, he should still be older than the student-like Kunikida, and compared to the well-behaved Kunikida, Ranpo looks a little more deceitful.

She thought so, and then continued to raise her head and shout towards Ranbu:

"dad."

Kunikida who was ignored: "..."

Trying to calm himself down, thinking silently not to argue with children, Kunikida pressed Nanako's shoulders, and said in a serious tone: "Children, the world of adults is not as simple as you think. It's not about just grabbing someone and calling him Dad, He will be your father. You have your own father, and Mr. Ranpo has no reason to be your father, don't be willful."

His speaking speed was a little fast, and Nanako tried hard to digest the long string of Japanese.

【... I don't quite understand. 】

Ranpo who was standing on the flower bed was shocked, and suddenly found the reason to get rid of this "little trouble" from Kunikida's words.

With his hands on his hips, he said condescendingly to Nanako: "That's right! That's it! If there is no reason, I won't be your father!"

Nanako looked at him and blinked.

She understands this.

A short paragraph of concise Japanese, without complicated words and grammar, just like the way a child speaks. Nanako, who only has the vocabulary of a six-year-old child, understood Ranpo's sentence very well.

[I want a reason to be a father. 】

She thought about it, and remembered that 15 minutes ago, she was ruthlessly rejected when she walked around and wanted to eat ice cream.

"Dang, Dad, please eat, ice cream, pour."

She spoke to Ranpo in stumbling Japanese, the pronunciation was very stiff, but Kunikida also understood her meaning.

Kunikida fell into a brief silence.

Do you think Mr. Ranpo can be her father as long as there is ice cream?It's too naive... But maybe for this child with a gloomy childhood, a small ice cream is already a precious exchange.

Faced with such an innocent little girl, and thinking of her miserable life experience, Kunikida couldn't help but sigh in his heart, softened his tone, and said to her as gently as possible: "Little friend, this is not a matter of exchange, Even with ice cream, it's impossible for Mr. Ranpo to be your father—”

"President! Can I take a daughter back!"

Standing on the flower bed, holding the phone in disorder, happily interrupted Kunikida, and asked the person on the other end of the phone.

Kunikida Doppo:? ? ?

Looking at Ranbo standing on the flower bed dancing and talking on the phone, Nanako blinked slowly, confirming one thing in her heart.

[It's really easy to cheat. 】

She put such a label on Ranbu.

So now the new question is how to get an ice cream.

Touching her empty pockets, Nanako, who was penniless, turned her eyes to Kunikida in front of her again.

She stretched out her short hand and grabbed Kunikida's sleeve: "...ice cream."

Kunikida, who was about to stop Ranpo, froze.

"Ice cream." Nanako stared at him with no expression on her face.

Kunikida: "..."

"ice cream."

"No, I won't..."

"ice cream."

"No matter what you say, I will..."

"ice cream."

"..."

"ice cream."

"..."

"ice cream."

"ice cream."

"ice cream."

Kunikida Doppo fell silent, he found it difficult to resist Nanako's deadpan repetition attack.

Looking at the back of Kunikida going away to buy ice cream, Nanako raised her small hand and put it on her heart. Feeling the sound of her own heartbeat, she suddenly realized the joy of being a repeater.

She looked at Ranbu again.

"dad."

"What are you doing~!" Thinking that he would be eating ice cream soon, Ranbu finally answered her cheerfully.

Nanako didn't speak, she just clumsily climbed up the flower bed again, sat beside Ranbu, and continued to bite her fingers and think about life.

The Aoki Police Department, who was used as a background board, looked at them, a little unable to digest the situation in front of them.

*******

Three hours later—

Nanako was sitting on the sofa in the reception room of the detective agency, so quiet and well-behaved that she looked at the silver-haired man on the opposite sofa in a daze. There was no light in her pair of dark eyes, as if she was a dead thing with no vitality. to speak of.

She is still wondering where this is.

There was a brand-new nameplate at the door that read [Armed Detective Agency] in Japanese and Chinese characters. Even if she didn't understand any Japanese, Nanako could understand the meaning of these words straightforwardly.

Armed Detective Agency.

Probably the place where the so-called "detectives" work, but the question is-is the original Japanese detective a legal and normal occupation?

The impression of the word "detective" is still in the words that only appear in novels such as "Sherlock Holmes", "Akechi Kogoro", and "Youth Detective Team". Nanako is a little surprised that the Japanese detective industry has developed. To the extent that we can cooperate with the police.

She thought that the detectives in reality were all doing things like catching mistresses and helping employers collect evidence for divorce lawsuits.

But what does [armed] mean?Is it the [armed] she understood?The kind legally equipped with weapons?Is gun control in Japan also so loose?Ordinary companies can also be equipped with guns?

Before she could figure out why, Fukuzawa Yukichi who was on the opposite sofa spoke.

"……What's your name?"

The swordsman Yinlang, who looks so scary that he can stop a child crying at night, did his best to make him look kinder. Don't be intimidated by the guy sitting on the sofa whose shoes can't touch the floor and whose head is only as high as his thigh. Little Luobotou, but the habit of keeping a straight face for many years is hard to change. His efforts have not had any effect, and his face still has a vicious expression on his face.

Standing behind him, Yosano Akiko sighed helplessly in her heart.

Nanako, who was sitting on the sofa, didn't react to his majestic aura, she just blinked her eyes slowly, and said slowly: "nai... na... Nana... son."

I'm still not used to Japanese pronunciation.

So awkward.

Turning into a child, she was a little unaccustomed to doing anything. Sitting on the sofa, she couldn't step on the floor, and the sofa was so soft that she couldn't sit still, which made Nanako feel a little unsteady.

Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't realize that Nanako was not used to it, he nodded slightly to show that he knew, and then introduced himself with a straight face and a serious face.

"I am the president of the Armed Detective Agency, Fukuzawa Yukichi, the boss of Ranpo."

[President... seems to mean the boss? 】

【fu, fuku... What's wrong with Fukuzawa?It's so hard to pronounce, why are Japanese names so long. 】

[じょうし (joshi)... What do you mean? ...sounds a bit like a teacher...? 】

Nanako tried her best to understand these two short sentences of Fukuzawa Yukichi, making guesses, like a blind man trying to figure out an elephant.

But there was still no reaction on her face, as if she was listening to Fukuzawa Yukichi seriously.

"I heard from Kunikida that you want to recognize Ranpo as your father. This is not a trivial matter, and it's not something you can get approved just by playing a small temper. Just take the cake and eat it."

Seeing Ranbu next to him, taking advantage of no one's attention, he reached out to break the cake cut on the table, Fukuzawa Yukichi subconsciously scolded him.

"Know~know~~~" The reprimanded boy curled his lips angrily, and purposely elongated his tone in response to the guardian's nagging, but he still ran to get the fork obediently.

He has the same temperament as a seven or eight-year-old child, how can he be a father to other children.

Fukuzawa Yukichi frowned, thinking worriedly in his heart.

Ranpo can't even take care of himself well, if he is Nanako's father, Fukuzawa Yukichi really has to worry that he will raise this child and cause trouble.

He turned his eyes back to Nanako again. The two people, one big and one small, one old and one young, looked at each other expressionlessly across a low table.

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "..."

Nanako: "..."

【...What is the atmosphere like? 】

Yosano Akiko held his breath and was speechless, not daring to speak to break the silence in the reception room.

The veteran in the workplace chose to keep silent, but the upright and brave newcomer Kunikida spoke.

"President, allow me to say more." Kunikida is already looking mature at the age of 14, with square glasses flashing a sharp light, "The detective agency is still in its infancy, and Mr. Ranpo is also... …For the time being, it’s not suitable to be a father, we don’t have the energy and cost to raise another child. And this child—Nanako still has…”

He originally wanted to say that Nanako still has a distant relative, but thinking of the description of that "distant relative" by the Aoki Police Department, he still didn't say anything, and changed his words: "...No, it's nothing."

Putting his hands in his sleeves, Fukuzawa Yukichi closed his eyes and calmed down. After thinking for a moment, he said: "...You are right. It is not easy to raise a child. The detective agency really has no spare capacity at the moment—"

"Yeah." Nanako said abruptly.

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "...?"

"Yeah, lord." She spoke again, staring at Fukuzawa Yukichi with her swarthy eyes, her words were a little clearer than before.

Fukuzawa Yukichi remained silent.

"……grandfather."

This time her pronunciation was very clear, with only a little awkward accent, vague, like a child who just learned to speak.

Yosano Akiko's shoulders couldn't help shaking, and it was very hard to hold back her laughter.

The president of the Armed Detective Agency - Fukuzawa Yukichi.This year he is only less than 40 years old, but he is born with silver-white hair and always has a serious face, so he looks older and dignified than men of the same age.

[But grandpa... poof. 】

Yu Xie Ye turned his head away, covering the corner of his mouth that couldn't help but rise.

[However, if Mr. Ranpo is "father", it is only natural for the president to be "grandpa"... Poof, no, you can't laugh. 】

The 17-year-old Yosano Akiko didn't think of it for a while, and she was only one year younger than Ranpo.

Nanako clumsily climbed down from the sofa, wobbled around the low table like a duckling, walked to Fukuzawa Yukichi, and stretched out her fierce face and sharp blade-like eyes. With short hands, he grabbed the wide and hanging sleeves of the kimono.

"grandfather."

She stared at Fukuzawa Yukichi with her big eyes wide open.

The silver wolf's majestic figure swayed imperceptibly.

"grandfather."

"..."

"grandfather."

"..."

【…】

【I look like a gourd baby. 】

Nanako thought in her heart, and then continued to shout persistently:

"grandfather."

Fukuzawa Yukichi suddenly stood up.The sleeve he was holding was suddenly pulled away, and Nanako couldn't stand still for a moment, and almost fell to the ground with her ass.

But Fukuzawa Yukichi stretched out his hand and supported her behind her back, the big sleeves almost covered half of her.

"It's okay to take care of it for a few days."

After leaving this sentence, he walked away quickly.

Kunikida: "...huh?"

Yosano Akiko finally covered her mouth and laughed softly. She had laughed enough. She leaned over from behind the sofa and touched Nanako's little head: "I am Yosano Akiko, Ak———— want to call My sister."

She thoughtfully split her name into syllables and slowed down her speech so that Nanako could hear it clearly.

"Aki... Akiko..." is a very simple and easy-to-pronounce name. Nanako can pronounce her name fluently after saying it twice, "Akiko... sister."

"Good boy~ good boy~" Yu Xie Ye smiled and pinched her cheek, "Do you know what father's name is?"

Nanako thought for a while, "Random... Random steps."

"Yes." Xie Ye picked her up and sat on the sofa, "It's 'Ranpo', Edogawa Ranpo."

She took out her mobile phone from her pocket and typed for Nanako.

"えどがわ is [Edogawa]; らんぽ is [Ranbu]."

"Together it is [Edogawa Ranpo]. Mr. Ranpo is a famous detective of our detective agency. You have found yourself a powerful new father."

On the screen of the old-fashioned clamshell phone, the typing cursor was still blinking. Nanako didn't listen carefully to what Yosano continued to say, but just stared at the five Japanese characters on the phone screen.

【Edogawa Ranho】

【Edogawa Ranpo】

The name is exactly the same as the father of a certain Japanese mystery novel. Even if Nanako doesn't know Japan very well, her weak common sense tells her that whether it is the surname "Edogawa" or the two "Ranpo" The Chinese characters used as names are not common words.

It is no longer explained by the reason of "just hit the name".

Nanako's heart was greatly shocked.

[How big are these parents that they would name their son such a world-renowned mystery novelist! 】

She felt that she had learned a lot.

The author has something to say:

Nanako’s understanding of various writers is roughly equivalent to that of ordinary people’s understanding of celebrities: I haven’t read a few of the works, and I know these people only through hot searches (miscellaneous books)

And she loves to browse (read) micro (leisure) blog (book)

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In other words

Although she has never read masterpieces such as "Black Lizard", "Twenty Faces", and "The Chair on Earth",

But she knew that Edogawa Ranpo, who wrote the novel, was a glass-hearted man who hated socializing. The Fantastic Writer Who Snatches Play Itself

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#Although I have not read a few of your books, but I know your dark history well#