After becoming a chaotic daughter

In the first week of class suspension, Nanako took out his middle school math textbooks from Kunikida’s desk drawer; in the second week of class suspension, Nanako finished the Japanese high school math textbooks by relying on the translator in her mobile phone; In the third week of class suspension, Nanako found the exercise book that Kunikida left on the office shelf; in the fourth week of class suspension, Nanako began to teach Gogol to solve linear equations in two variables.

The Dragon Head War broke out, and armed conflicts broke out in every corner of Yokohama at any time, and there was chaos everywhere. The workload of the detective agency was also increasing day by day, escorting government officials to meetings in the morning, helping wealthy businessmen plan cargo transportation routes in the afternoon, and And help the understaffed city police patrol the neighborhood.

Everyone was busy running around, and no one cared about the two children in the club, so that when Yosano, who had just returned from a conflict scene covered in blood, walked into the infirmary to get bandages a month later, At that time, I found two little radish heads sitting at her desk, one black and the other white little heads together, muttering something very remarkable.

"Set y1=ax+b, y2=mx+n, and then substitute these two points, the simultaneous equation..."

With Xie Ye: "..."

She took a step back, closed the door of the infirmary, stood there and calmed down for a while, then held the door handle again, and opened the door.

"△ABC is similar to △MON, establish a Cartesian coordinate system, and calculate..."

Nanako scribbled and drew on the draft paper, and Gogol next to him nodded in response.Xie Yejing held his forehead, feeling that something was not quite right.

[... Is the plane Cartesian coordinate system the content that primary school students learn? 】

Yosano Akiko, who has been out of school for seven or eight years, feels that she seems to be decoupled from the current education system.

In her impression, isn't elementary school just learning linear equations in one unknown?

"Dr. Yosano!" Kunikida shouted to her in a serious tone outside, "There has been an attack on the side of the warehouse street, and the city police are unable to spare manpower, we need to rush there immediately!"

"Understood!" Yu Xie Ye subconsciously raised his voice in response, and regardless of what the two children were doing, he walked into the room in two or three steps, took out supplementary medical supplies from the cabinet and stuffed them into the handbag, and then Stepped on the high heels and went out.

The door of the infirmary was slammed shut again. Sitting on a stool, Nanako held the fountain pen in her hand and slowly calculated the answer vertically, and then filled the result into the other end of the equal sign. Checked the answers.

【Well, yes. 】

It was already afternoon, and Nanako, who had done three questions, lost the little patience she had for mathematics. She pushed the draft paper and exercise book to the side, and planned to go downstairs to the coffee shop with Gogol. eat cake.

Schools have been suspended for a month, and the gangsters outside... Oh no, it should be called the "Mafia" in Japan. It seems that the fights of the mafia are still not going to stop, and no school dares to reopen, and many shops on the street are also closed. , especially those jewelry stores that sell gold, silver and jewelry, and there are no customers to buy them, and there are always people who take advantage of the chaos to rob. For example, in the law firm downstairs from the detective agency, there are only a few employees on duty every day.

Most of the stores that are still open are restaurants and convenience stores, which are inseparable from daily life. The street where the detective agency is located is relatively stable. Most of the stores are operating normally, and the whirlpool coffee shop downstairs is not open. The business is closed, and Nanako can go to eat cakes as usual every day.

After closing the door of the infirmary, Nanako and Gogol ran to the office area outside.

Yosano and Kunikida had just left the house, Ranpo went to the police station after lunch, and hadn't come back yet, the office area was empty, only a clerk was cleaning up a large pile of documents piled up on the table, all of which were recent The accumulated work is full of several desks, and even the empty desks are full of messy materials.

"Nanako?" Noticing Nanako and Gogol coming out of the side door, the clerk stopped arranging the documents in her hands, pulled herself together and smiled at them, "You guys are going downstairs to eat cake ?"

"Yeah," Gogol replied energetically, and then turned into a curious tone. His golden eyes looked at the document in Miss Clerk's hand, and asked, "Is this today's job?"

After working overtime for several days in a row, the haggard clerk's smile relaxed when she heard the words, showing a little tiredness: "Not only today's work, but also yesterday, the day before yesterday, and the day before yesterday. Incident, the court also made an appointment tomorrow to assist in collecting evidence... Forget it, really, what am I talking about with you." Halfway through her speech, she also realized that she should not complain to children, so she immediately changed her words and told them : "Come back immediately after eating the cake, don't run out to play, it's very dangerous outside recently!"

"Yes~" Gogol responded cheerfully with an innocent smile on his face, like a very obedient child, as if he was not frightened by the dangerous atmosphere outside at all, and he was not nervous because of the clerk's words Get restless.

Standing beside him, Nanako also nodded her head and said "hmm", but her eyes were looking in another direction.

Every desk in the office area is full of documents, except for one place, which is the chaotic desk.Compared with Kunikida, Yosano and others who were pushing documents dozens of centimeters high, there were only a few more folders standing up on Ranbu's desk, and there were some scattered information papers. Kida usually has a lot of files on his desktop.

My father, who is always fishing, seems to be forced to start working hard recently. Nanako is still very satisfied with this. The workload is heavy and the manpower is insufficient. The workload of everyone must increase. It is the so-called "21-day theorem". , has been "working overtime" for a month, presumably her cheap dad should have gotten used to this work intensity, and can get rid of his bad habit of "working eight hours and fishing all day" - after all, he should be able to work for a long time It's been two hours.

But what Nanako was looking at now was not the documents on the table.

After lunch, Ranpo had already left the house. When he went out with Kunikida, Nanako was still working hard at the dinner table, and she didn't see him go out. Naturally, she didn't know when he went out. Put on his little cape.

A small brown cape hangs over the back of a plush office chair, crumpled in a random ball.Ranpo usually wears a small cape when he goes out, and he rarely takes it off when he is in the detective agency, but he didn't wear it when he went out today.Nanako ran over, stretched out her hand, pulled the small cloak off the back of the chair, and hugged it in her arms.

Although it was a "small cloak" for Ranpo, it was a bit too big for Nanako. She held it in her arms, but a part of the cloak still hung down on her shoe.

"What's wrong?" Gogol asked.

The clerk also looked over and saw Nanako hugging Ranpo's small cloak in her arms, she paused, guessing that Nanako might want to send the cloak to Ranpo.

"It's okay, it's not that Mr. Ranpo forgot to bring his cape." She explained to Nanako, "When I went out in the morning, Mr. Ranpo's cloak was scratched, so Mr. Ranpo didn't put it on when he left at noon, probably It needs to be replaced with a new one...or take it to the store for repairs."

【……broken. 】

Nanako looked down at the cloak she was holding in her arms. She grabbed a ball of fabric with her small hands and pulled it for a long time, but she couldn't find where it was broken.Gogol also ran over, grabbed one side of the cloak for her, and unfolded the cloak.

A tear more than ten centimeters long is at the place where the cloak is almost at the height of the collar. It is cut diagonally and connects to the gap where the button is buttoned. Although the tear is not big, and when the cloak is worn on the body, this position will be overlapped. The fabric was used to block it, but the gap between the buttons was cut too wide, so the buttons couldn't be fastened, and the cloak couldn't be worn naturally.

Nanako stared intently at the cut for a while, with no expression on her small face, making it difficult to see what she was thinking.

"Hmm..." Gogol also had a thoughtful look on his face, and followed Nanako to look at the cut hole. After a long time, he suddenly suggested, "How about patching up this place?"

The clerk at the side: "...Huh?"

Nanako looked up at the smiling Gogol, then looked down at the tear in the cloak, then nodded her head: "Yeah."

"Needle... and thread." She said sternly.

Before the lady clerk stopped him, Gogol raised his hand enthusiastically: "There is one in the infirmary with Miss Xie Ye~"

The little boy said so, but he stretched out his hand directly, felt inside his cloak coat, and then took out a sewing box, pulled the small cloak in one hand, and handed the sewing box to Nanako with the other, with a slight smile on his face Unchanged.

Nanako looked at the small sewing box he handed over, closed her mouth for a moment of silence, and then said flatly, "Guoguoli."

"what?"

"Sister Jingzi said, if you steal from the infirmary to play again, I will spank your ass."

"……oops,"

Gogol's movements froze.

The lady clerk next to me laughed out loud.

Nanako took the sewing box, pulled the big brown cape into her arms, and rushed to the reception room.

Dragging the small cloak, Nanako climbed onto the sofa in the reception room, twisted her buttocks a few times and sat down, covered her short legs with the cloak, then pulled it across the gap, and picked up I got the sewing box, ready to mend the cloak.

As a sophomore in the standard version of Tianchao high school who is "not working hard" and "not distinguishing five grains", before her sudden death, Nanako sewed only three things: buttons that fell off clothes, straps that were broken off schoolbags, And the loop of sewing thread that holds the frame of the umbrella to the canopy together.

All of them are things that don’t require any technical content. You just need to sew a few more times back and forth. Although you haven’t mended the cuts in your clothes, it’s probably about the same.

Thinking about this, Nanako found a thin needle from the sewing box, and then pulled out a thin brown thread that was the closest color to the cloak. It took a long time to finally pass the thread through the needle hole and draw It's a knot.

A sharp thin needle is inserted into the cloak, then pulled out from the other end, then inserted again from the other side of the back hole, pulled out with a long thread, the same steps are repeated, the hole is a bit long, if If you want to sew it tighter, you have to sew it back and forth several times. Nanako sewed a third of the length and felt tired. Whether it was the neck or the short hands, they were all heavy and sore.

She couldn't sew any more, and when she saw Gogol watching, she handed the cloak and needles to him.

"Huh? Shall I do it next?" Gogol asked, pointing to himself, with obvious excitement in his tone, as if he had completely forgotten about the possibility of being spanked with Xie Ye, and took it with great interest. Looking at the things in Nanako's hands, she began to imitate her actions just now, and "sewed" the gap crookedly.

The results are remarkable. If Nanako's sewing level is "sewing buttons", Gogol's sewing level is probably "not even doing needlework to the extent of threading the thread into the eye of the needle", which is sparse and crooked. Loose and loose, the result of the sewing is so ugly that it looks like the sutures on Frankenstein's body, which is horrible.

Nanako: "..."

Silently, silently, but resolutely, she took the cloak and needle and thread back from Gogol's hand.

Standing by the sofa, Miss Clerk felt that she should worry more about Mr. Ranpo's cloak than worrying about the two children getting stuck with needles.

With her own hands, Nanako put her head down and filled up the remaining one-third of the gaps. She tried her best to correct Gogol's "success" halfway, but the effect was not obvious. It can only be said that the loose lines were filled. A few times to make the suture thread tighter.

After a lot of effort, she finally patched up the ten-centimeter-long tear, tied the knot tightly, and cut off the end of the thread. Nanako carefully put all the needle and thread back into the small sewing box, and then Picking up half of the collar of the cloak, he carefully appreciated the fruits of his labor.

"..."

Nanako suddenly noticed something.

She seemed to have stitched it backwards when she put in the stitches.

The fabrics on both sides of the tear were put together, and the folded part during sewing should be on the inside of the cloak, but she got it on the outside.A flat cloak, with an ugly piece of wrinkle below the neckline, a long thin strip of fabric folded, dense and loose threads mixed together, like an ugly little bug, and Even the seam is gone, and the tear is sewn together

Clerk: ...she should be more worried about Mr. Ranpo's cloak.

Although she watched the two children working hard, in fact, she didn't realize that Nanako sewed the wrong face from the beginning to the end.

She just wanted to comfort Nanako, and believed that Mr. Ranpo would not mind such a "little" problem. After all, it was the fruit of her daughter's hard work and hard work for 10 minutes. If Mr. Ranpo didn't appreciate it , she went to find the president...

[To cut off and re-sew. 】

Thinking of this, Nanako found the small scissors from under the sewing box, and began to cut slowly along the sewing thread.

Click, click, click...

"what,"

Suddenly she gave a soft cry.

"What?" The clerk, who was distracted, immediately came back to her senses in fright, her heart tightened, "Did you get the cut?!"

Looking at the small piece of brown fabric that was cut out in her hand, Nanako replied slowly, "...it was cut off."

Raising her short hand, Nanako scratched her little head, not knowing how to put the cut piece of fabric back together again.

Gogol on the side had already run away at some point.