The power name is too shameful, I can't say it

Just when brother Luanbu and I were so shocked by what we said to sister Xie Ye that we didn't have time to clarify immediately, several heads popped out of the door.

Probably, the excited voice of sister Xie Ye was too loud, and many people heard her words outside.

The topic of "I have a boyfriend" was fermented immediately, as if a big bomb was triggered, and everyone looked at me full of gossip.

In their eyes, I pinched the first detective who wanted to explain.

From an optimal point of view, it is actually better to maintain this misunderstanding than to clarify what we just talked about.

In order to achieve this goal, being misunderstood is not a big deal at all, is it...

Edogawa Luanpo, who was stopped by me, snorted, disgusted: "Anyway, the famous detective doesn't like that person, who is that person? Jasmine won't let the famous detective tell you. Ask yourself."

Sister Xie Ye smiled: "It seems that my sister has a boyfriend, which makes Ranbu-jun unhappy, so Jasmine should tell everyone about your boyfriend."

"That's right, this has nothing to do with the famous detective, you let Jasmine speak for herself." After saying that, Edogawa Ranpo simply stood up and gave up the seat closest to me, and I was surrounded by everyone.

The famous detective who kept saying he wanted to protect me slipped away too fast.

Brother Ranbu, you don't talk about Wude!

You will be hated if you don't talk about brotherhood like this.

"It looks like I really have a boyfriend." Amidst my resentment, the happy-looking Naomi sister put her arms around her brother and said, "Little Jasmine should keep a distance from her boyfriend, and don't do things that go too far secretly~"

As she spoke, she also performed an intimate post on the spot.

Not to mention, what exactly is going too far, sister Naomi, you are not exhorting, but obviously encouraging, if I fail to learn, it must be your fault.

"I've always thought that Jasmine should be thinking about dating after college, but since she already has a boyfriend."

It was Brother Kunikida who said this. He picked up the notebook, flipped through it, closed it, and looked at me seriously: "Before the person brings it, please introduce what the other party does at home. Do you have any bad habits?"

Don't take it, even if I really have a boyfriend, I haven't met my parents...

I couldn't help shrinking back, Miyazawa Kenji patted me on the shoulder, and when I looked over, he asked, "So who is Jasmine's boyfriend, do we know each other?"

He looked at me curiously, and handed me a cow rope: "If that person treats you badly, you can use this to deal with him."

Binding, this... is unnecessary.

Surrounded, I felt pitiful, young and helpless, until my adoptive father, the president of the Armed Detective Agency, His Excellency Fukuzawa Yukichi, walked in with a straight face.

He walked into everyone's encirclement and looked at me with a serious face: "Jasmine, you have gone too far this time."

Yes, I admit that I have gone too far, my lord father, drive everyone away and let me accept the punishment alone.

The feeling of being questioned is no better than receiving criticism.

Sure enough, under the majesty of my father, everyone else left the room, leaving me alone to receive his education.

Saved, long live my father.

"Jasmine, you have gone too far this time." Father repeated what he said just now.

With some excitement, I only had one thought in my mind, what did I do...

I have done so many things that will make my father angry, which one happened?

No matter which one it is, there is nothing wrong with pretending to be pitiful and muddling through.

I reached out and pulled the hem of his kimono, and said pitifully, "Father, don't be angry, Jasmine has already realized her mistake."

Sure enough, after staring at me for a while, my lord father hugged me again: "The people of the port mafia are very dangerous, Jasmine, you have to keep a distance from that person."

I knew that my father was referring to the old fox Mori Ogai, so I nodded obediently: "Okay, I will definitely keep a distance from him."

As for why I dragged Mr. Sen to call him father at that time, she didn't ask.

After I agreed, my father asked abruptly: "So, is that phantom thief named Kidd your boyfriend? Do you know his real identity? He doesn't seem very old?"

Father, can you stop asking this kind of question with your hand on the samurai sword.

How can I answer that, if I say yes, will you continue to chop Kidd the next time you see him?

I was lucky this time, and I'm sure I'll die next time.

I weakly explained, "Kidd is really not my boyfriend, we don't know each other well..."

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo?

Father clearly knew it was a misunderstanding, so why did he ask Kidd's identity in a roundabout way? It couldn't be because he needed his blood to give the samurai sword a head start.

"It's fine if it's not, Jasmine's boyfriend must pass my test."

My father's attitude was so serious that I couldn't help but light the wax for my future boyfriend.

But at this moment, I still echoed: "I will bring him to see you as soon as possible."

My answer satisfied my father, he rubbed my head and left the room.

After everyone left, Mr. Dazai came in through the window again.

After coming in, he didn't speak, just looked at me silently with iris eyes.

I couldn't help poking his face with my hand: "Mr. Dazai is also here to ask me about my boyfriend?"

Then, my hand was grabbed by him, and I wanted to pull it away but couldn't pull it away.

Mr. Dazai looked at me and said with a resentful tone: "Compared with my boyfriend, I want to know why Jasmine-chan cut herself with a dagger."

Sure enough, Mr. Dazai saw me doing this.

But why does he say that, compared to the small injury I cut my finger with a dagger, it is obviously Mr. Dazai who is more excessive.

Putting my own death aside or something, according to my ability prompt, Mr. Dazai really almost died in the fog before.

And who is the person who usually jumps into the water and reads the "Complete Suicide Manual" every day? Compared with him, I really just swiped a few times.

Now people who do this kind of thing come to teach me, and I will be angry: "Mr. Dazai is too much, is it time to expose each other's past?"

Mr. Dazai didn't answer but just looked at me with a smile: "Now it's your problem, how about I go and invite Dr. Yosano for you?"

I continued to exert force on my hand, but his strength was stronger than I expected. After a stalemate for a while, I could only give in helplessly: "This small wound will not trouble sister Jingzi."

Hearing what I said, Mr. Dazai let go of my hand, and gently patted my head: "I gave the dagger to Jasmine not to let you harm yourself, but to let you defend yourself."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Dazai took out a box of ointment from the windbreaker and carefully applied a thick layer of ointment on me, then wrapped a bandage around it and wrapped my fingers into rice dumplings.

This small wound obviously doesn't need to be treated like this, it will heal immediately.After Mr. Dazai processed it like this, it was inconvenient for me to do anything, and I looked at him with a bit of disgust.

"It's not uncomfortable to be in bandages, is it?" Before I could complain, the man covered in bandages looked at me and said seriously: "So, don't do it next time,"

"Even if something unexpected happens, Jasmine only needs to protect her own safety, and I'm the only one left."

Hearing what he said, I smiled and grabbed his sleeve with the other hand: "I remember Mr. Dazai's promise, you don't want to die before the promise is fulfilled."

Mr. Dazai froze for a moment when he heard it. He turned his head and stopped looking at me, but sighed with some trouble: "Yes, this is really a problem."

Sure enough, hearing his answer like this, I also sighed.

This problem will haunt us for a long time, and we can solve it slowly.

Now I am even more depressed, even if my fingers are tied into rice dumplings by Mr. Dazai, I still have to go to school.

Yes, my online lecture program failed.

It's not that Brother Luanbu changed his mind and didn't sign for me, but that I was sanctioned.

The big gossip that I made a boyfriend was shared by everyone in the detective agency.

During lunch, someone chatted about this in the Vortex Cafe.

So, I was so daring that I met Mr. Mori at the Vortex Cafe and it was discovered.

I heard the lady clerk describe that I was dating a middle-aged uncle who also brought a daughter with blond hair and blue eyes who loves desserts. She and Yosano sister directly took out a huge hatchet.

If Mr. Sen showed up at this time, two people might have already been mutilated.

This kind of sister Yosano, even though she didn't want to kill me, still made me very scared.

But she still maintained her rationality. Although she didn't have the gentle gossip she had in the morning, she still kept talking to me about Mr. Sen's unreliability.

After all, this is my father's homotope from another plane, so I can't help but defend him a few words.

This can stab a hornet's nest...

I just don't want to recall what happened to me that afternoon.

This incident also made my father very angry, and it seemed to make him realize that he must restrain me.

But to listen to online classes face to face with him in his office, I would rather choose to go to boarding school.

Father, however, was worried that if he sent me to boarding school, he would not be able to control me.

Ever since, I was assigned to a new school.

While other schools are closed, there are always special services available to a small number of special populations.

I was also ordered to come here to listen to the lectures.

Realizing my mistake, as a good girl, I would not disobey his order and came to school early in the morning with my schoolbag on my back.

In the new school, I met new deskmates.

The moment I saw him, I froze for a moment. This guy looks familiar.