After becoming a chaotic daughter

After standing in the corner of the coffee shop and meditating for 10 minutes, Nanako got a new useless prop—the little brown cloak that originally belonged to Ranpo, with a corner of the collar cut off.

After cutting out a whole piece of fabric, even the almighty Kunikida couldn't sew the fabric back together without any traces. Naturally, the small cloak could no longer be worn, so Ranbu simply threw the old cloak to Nanako, he has worn this cloak for three or four years, and it's time for a new one.

Nanako, whose head was covered by the small cloak, clumsily grabbed the cloak off her head, looked at the cloak she was holding in her arms and thought for a long time, but didn't know what she could use this cloak for, so in the end, the old The cloak became a "little blanket" for her to cover when she snuggled up on the sofa and took a nap.It's thin, because it has been worn for several years, and the fabric has been worn and soft. It's just right to cover it when you take a nap.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, lying curled up on the sofa in the reception room of the detective agency, Nanako, who woke up from a nap, opened her eyes in a daze, yawned, and sat up on the sofa with her cloak in her hands. It became unkempt and turned up in a mess.

She sat on the sofa with her head down, still a little dazed, her little head was bit by bit, and after a while, she shook her head vigorously, lifted the small cloak that fell on her lap, and turned around in a trance I scratched my head and wanted to climb off the sofa.

A short leg had already hung down to the side of the sofa. Nanako supported the sofa, looking at the ground with her head buried. She stretched out her short leg slowly, trying to step on the tiled floor, but she seemed to see the edge of her vision again. something strange.

The movement of climbing off the sofa paused for a moment, Nanako raised her small head and looked at the single sofa opposite the coffee table.

There was a person sitting on the sofa, a little girl with long blue hair and strange bangs. She looked familiar and had a shy smile on her face. Seeing Nanako looking up at her, the little girl shyly grabbed scratched his hair.

"..."

Nanako blinked her dark and dull round eyes very slowly, then slowly retracted one of the outstretched short legs to the sofa, pulled up the small cloak again, covered her body, and turned over body, facing the inner side of the sofa, covered his head and continued to sleep.

She felt as if she hadn't woken up yet, otherwise, how could she see her little friend Sanwa in the reception room of the detective agency, whom she hadn't seen for nearly two months.Classes have been suspended, Sanlu should be at her own home now.

Thinking of this, Nanako buried her little face in the cloak with great peace of mind, covered her head and curled up in a ball, ready to continue sleeping.

Sanlun Xia: "...Huh?"

Ignored by the good friend who woke up from the afternoon nap, Miwa was a little at a loss, struggled in his heart for a while, and then called out cautiously: "... Nanako?"

The round ball like a chocolate ball on the loveseat arched slightly. After a while, Nanako's little black head emerged from under the cloak. She stretched out her short hands and rubbed her eyes. Nanako turned over again. Standing upright, he lay on the sofa, and then climbed up while supporting the sofa with his hands and feet. He hung his head in confusion for a while, then turned his head and looked at Sanlun.

She stared at Sanlun for a while, and finally called out the other party's name a few beats later: "... Sanlun."

[...It's not that I didn't wake up. 】

Nanako scratched her little head, got up on the sofa and sat down, grabbed the small cloak and folded it in a crooked way. Finally, her sleepy head woke up a little. She asked Sanwa: "Three Lun, why are you in a detective agency?"

"In this case..." Miwa's expression seemed to be facing some troublesome and difficult problem, which made her feel very troubled but helpless.

"It's because of the Mafia." She dropped her shoulders and said in frustration, "Isn't the Mafia fighting outside now? Closing the door, or reducing the number of employees, many people lost their jobs, and so did my mother. She originally had two part-time jobs in addition to her own job, but one of the part-time shops closed down, the other downsized, and her job was also reduced. Salary, but the prices in supermarkets and vegetable markets have been skyrocketing recently. In the past two months, the family has been unable to make ends meet. I have two younger brothers under me, and my mother’s salary is not enough.”

Although I can probably understand the meaning of Miwa, Nanako still doesn't understand. Miwa's mother used to have one job and two part-time jobs. Although there is only one left in the past two months, didn't she save any money before? ?After all, with three salaries, even if there is one adult and three children in the family - Miwa's father is probably dead, Nanako guessed so reasonably - should be able to save a lot.

So she tilted her head and asked in a slightly confused tone with no ups and downs: "No, is the money in the bank?"

"My family doesn't have much savings..." Miwa understood what Nanako was referring to without any hindrance, and a more distressed look appeared on her immature face, "The family was in debt before, and the money my mother earned was repaid. She needs to use part of it to pay off her debts. Although she works very hard at three jobs, they are all at the bottom of the class—for example, cashiers in convenience stores and so on. The salary is not high. The same job , women are paid less than men... That's why I practice basketball hard. The coach who helped me enroll said that as long as I can win the game, I can get a lot of bonuses, but now everyone is suspended, the city league It will be postponed, and if there is no competition, there will be no money to get..."

She said dejectedly, but soon managed to cheer herself up: "Didn't I tell you before that a kind person hired me to deliver milk for him?"

"Yeah." Nanako nodded, she still remembered what Miwa told her, it seemed to be several months ago.

"When I was delivering milk to him last month, I happened to meet him back at the apartment. After he heard that I wanted to find a part-time job, he introduced me to an accounting firm to do odd jobs. I have been working there for two months. " Miwa said, but immediately sighed again, "As a result, the accounting firm was attacked by the Mafia today, and a group of people with guns rushed in, and I was almost scared to death—— —”

She had lingering fear on her face: "Later, a handsome man in black rescued me from the office..."

In fact, it was just throwing her out of the accounting office to the street outside. Compared to saying "save", it felt more like she was just disgusted that she would get in the way inside.There was also an ugly reddish-brown bug coiled around that man's shoulder, which looked super disgusting. Miwa probably knew that the bug was "something" that ordinary people couldn't see. She had always seen this bug when she was a child. Strange things, I saw less after moving to Yokohama.

The man seemed to be able to see the bug too, and Miwa saw him pull out a strange knife from the bug's mouth.

With sticky saliva, super disgusting.

——But also super handsome! !

I have always felt that I like the three rounds of handsome, slender handsome guys, and I feel that my aesthetic preference has undergone some subtle changes at that moment—for example, it is slightly tilted towards the side of "good-looking muscular handsome guys" Just a little bit or something.

"He left me on the street and there were mafia fights everywhere outside, I didn't know what to do, I didn't dare to walk home by myself... Then Nanako, your dad's boss passed by that road The street brought me back." Miwa raised her head, recalling the situation at that time, her dark blue eyes half-closed, "After I arrived at the detective agency, the clerk's sister heard from me that there was no place for me to work. Well, let’s just say that the agency is short of manpower, so I can do odd jobs in the agency.”

She finally finished talking about her ups and downs in the part-time job history, and then let out a long and sad sigh, with vicissitudes that did not match her age on her small face.

"Hey... I haven't received my salary for working in the accounting firm this week..."

It sounds too sad. I only know that Miwa’s family is not very good, but I didn’t expect it to be completely "poor". Compared with Miwa, Nanako, who has saved 200 million yen by saving pocket money, feels that she is Troubles are nothing, at least her stupid father is not unemployed, and it seems that there is no worry about unemployment in the short term.

Nanako climbed off the sofa, walked around the coffee table, stretched out her short hand, and patted Miwa's young shoulder comfortingly.

After 3 minutes of being frustrated with the salary I didn't get this week, Miwa tried to pull herself together and asked Nanako, "So is there any work I can do now? I've already rested!"

She took Nanako as her "senior" who worked in the detective agency for granted, thinking that Nanako was similar to her, because her father worked here, so she also did some odd jobs in the detective agency to earn pocket money.

【Work】

A term that sounds very formal, it means running around in the detective agency and playing with Gogol every day. Nanako has no idea of ​​any "jobs" that children can do. When the clerks talk about work, Most of them are things that Nanako can't understand, such as "financial statements", "reports", "schedules" and so on. At most, Nanako can only understand what to do to find a commission .

She thought for a while, and said to Miwa: "Go first, in the office, look for the documents that my sister wants."

Three rounds: "Oh!"

The two little girls ran to the clerk's office together, found the clerk, got a thick stack of documents, and stood at the door of the office holding a large stack.

Nanako said to Miwa again: "Then go outside and move the bench."

Three rounds: "Yeah!"

Nanako took Miwa to the corner of the office area, dragged out her beloved little bench, and asked Miwa to kick away Gogol's little bench first.

Holding a large stack of documents dangling, Nanako kicked her short legs hard, kicked her small bench to a small white machine placed against the wall, and then continued to Miwa: "Sit here. "

Three rounds: "Hey!"

Putting the documents in her hand on the floor, Nanako dragged the small bench and sat down in front of the white machine. Miwa followed her and sat on the bench kicked over.

Nanako took out about a dozen sheets of thick information paper from a stack of documents, poked a certain button on the machine with her finger, and showed Miwa: "Press this, and then..." She said, Aligned the paper in his hand, aligned it with a slender opening on the top of the machine, and stuffed it in. The machine immediately started buzzing, swallowed the stuffed paper, and twisted it into pieces like snowflakes.

"Give it to the machine. That's fine." Seeing that the dozen or so pieces of paper had been swallowed into the machine's stomach, Nanako turned her head and said to Miwa with a firm look.

[Oh, it’s shredded paper. 】

Miwa knew this, she also worked in an accounting firm, but she took it down carefully, and then asked Nanako: "Is there anything else to do?"

Nanako thought about it.

"The potted plants on the windowsill, water them."

"it is good!"

"Help everyone go downstairs to buy cakes and come back."

"Ok!"

"And... well..."

Nanako, who doesn't do anything serious in the club, can't think of anything else to do, but Miwa is still looking at her seriously, so Nanako thinks hard again, and then runs to the chaos with Miwa. He walked over to the desk where he walked, squatted down, and opened the biggest cabinet under the desk.

There were a bunch of various snacks stuffed in the deep cabinet. Nanako pulled out a bag of mochi, closed the cabinet, hugged the mochi, and ran out of the detective agency with three rounds of thud-dump-dump, standing on the opposite side of the corridor. At the door of the tea room, he raised his short hand and opened the door of the tea room.

In the open space in the middle of the tea room, there is a group of eye-catching flower quilts.

Nanako ran into the tea room, placed the mochi on the ground directly in front of the quilt, and pushed the quilt vigorously like a ball.

Hua Mian was moved, moved slowly, turned around, and then poked out a messy black-haired head from under the quilt.

Pushing the small round glasses on the bridge of the nose, I saw Nanako and Mochi from the flower bag poking out from the quilt, and immediately thanked Nanako familiarly: "Oh... thank you so much, Nanako, lunch at noon is here I have already digested it in my stomach, so I will not be polite."

After saying this, Huadai opened the packaging bag, took a mochi in his mouth, reached out and moved the three laptops behind his back to his front, and continued to do his work while eating.

"Also, feed the flower bag."

Nanako pointed to the flower bag wrapped in a quilt lying on the ground and worked hard, turned her head, and said to Miwa with no fluctuation in tone and expression.

I almost thought I saw Miwa of the quilt monster: ...

I always feel that my job may be easier than ever.

Miwa thought suspiciously in her heart.

——"I'm back~"

A brisk voice suddenly came from behind, his golden eyes bent into crescent moons, Gogol poked his head out from the door of the tea room, and then walked lightly into the tea room, carrying a packing box in his hand , The aroma of Kanto cooking wafts out of the box.

Nanako looked down at the packing box in his hand. It was printed with a familiar pattern, which seemed to be the logo of the oden shop in the shopping street. She stared at the logo for a while, and Gogol also looked at it with a smile. She looked calm and composed, and she didn't have the introspection to sneak to the shopping street at all.

The aroma of Kanto cooking permeated the tea room.

[There is something to eat. 】

Nanako kept her mouth shut, silently averted her gaze, and decided to pretend she didn't see it, not to tell Ranpo that Gogol had sneaked into the shopping street.

"Who is this?" Gogol looked at Sanlun with a curious look of interest on his face.

"Eh? Well, I'm Miwa! Kasumi Miwa! I'm here to work for the Armed Detective Agency! Please give me your advice!" Miwa's conditioned reflex is a bow.

"My name is Gogol! It's our first meeting, Miss Miwa."

There was an innocent smile on Gogol's face, his golden eyes curled up in laughter, but there was no emotion in his pupils.

He trotted into the tea room, the hem of the cloak he was wearing slightly raised.Putting the oden on the table, Gogol climbed onto the chair and opened the tightly sealed box in two or three strokes. The tea room was immediately filled with the aroma of oden.

Nanako also climbed into the chair opposite Gogol and sat down. She lowered her head and looked at Miwa who was still standing next to her. Her dark eyes were expressionless and did not blink.She patted the seat next to her, and said to Sanlun: "Sanlun, eat."

Sanlun wanted to run over, but when he saw Gogol who was sharing the bowls and chopsticks, he hesitated subconsciously for some reason.

Her physical fitness has been much better than that of her peers since she was a child, as are her five senses such as hearing, smell, and smell. Although it is not exaggerated, it is stronger than ordinary people.In the tea room was the delicious and warm aroma of oden, but under this aroma, Miwa could smell something else keenly.

[...the taste of blood. 】

Miwa thought about it with some uncertainty, but she felt that she hadn't smelled it wrong. After all, at noon, when she was attacked at the accounting office where she used to work, she smelled this unique strong smell.

The smell seemed to come from Gogol. It was a faint smell of blood, but there was no blood on his clothes, and his body was clean. There was only one situation that Sanlun could think of, and that was Gogol. Li had just left from the blood-stained place not long ago, so the smell of blood lingered on him, and it didn't have time to completely dissipate.

She hesitated for a moment, but ran over and sat down beside Nanako. After all, Gogol seemed to be Nanako's friend, so it should be fine.

Supporting the table, Nanako knelt on the chair, holding a small spoon in one hand and a small bowl in the other, clumsily scooped out a small bowl from a large bowl of Oden, then climbed off the chair, holding a little The hot small porcelain bowl was placed in front of the flower bag, and after conscientiously completing the task of "feeding the flower bag with less food and more meals" assigned to her by Kunikida, she ran back to the table, climbed onto the chair, picked up the small spoon, Scooped a cuttlefish ball, blew it, and then took a small bite.

Eating oden, the flower bag nestled in his quilt, controlled the three computers in front of him with supernatural powers, and continued the monitoring and intelligence collection work in Yokohama.

A real-time newsletter flashed across the computer screen.

[Tokyo time around [-]:[-] p.m., a fight broke out between illegal organizations in the shopping street. Five members of the mafia died in a bizarre way. Dozens of severed limbs belonging to different parts of the human body were left at the scene.

Witnesses who were present claimed to have seen the mafia involved in the conflict being separated but still able to speak, but the mafia died soon after being shot in the forehead by a stray bullet.

Note: The monitoring of nearby businesses is missing for unknown reasons. 】

The author has something to say:

Gogol sneaked into the store to buy Oden, and the mafia fought outside, which affected him to buy Oden, so he killed the mafia, and the monitoring was covered with supernatural powers before the action (just stick something on the camera OK)

He is now in a state of half-black and half-white, he will not intentionally kill, but he will not intentionally not to kill

The cloak jacket I’m wearing now is the one I wore when Ranpo was 14 years old, and I took it and made it a little smaller

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Shier is considered to be in the port mafia camp, but he is not obedient. Mori Ogai pays him to work, and he often pays on credit at various stores under the Hong Kong Black Company. When he has no money to spend, he also takes private work, as long as he gives You can ask him to backhand assassinate Mori Ogai

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Nanako is currently a little over one meter tall (probably as far as Ranpo's belly), I try to fit her height as much as possible, but the proportion estimation may not be so accurate, don't get entangled, after all, Koda Fumi's manga is only as tall as Kunikida's thigh when he is in the same frame as Kunikida (press The height ratio is estimated to be less than one meter)

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Nanako uses short words because she is lazy, long sentences need more grammar considerations than short sentences

——Nanako was 14 years old at the end of the text, and she fell in love when she was an adult, so the text will not have a large span of time to fast forward