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

Kuroba-san always misunderstands that I like Kunikida-san, and when he expresses his point of view, I will only feel annoyed and funny.

But Mr. Dazai's question made my heart sink.

Since this period of time, I have always felt that our relationship is steadily rising, and we are short of dating after confessing. I never thought that Mr. Dazai would say that suddenly.

If he said he was joking, I couldn't hear the slightest hint of teasing from his tone.

Mr. Dazai is such a smart person, who do I like, and whether I like Kuroba-kun, does Mr. Dazai not know?

At this moment, I almost blurted out the words, but after meeting Mr. Dazai's iris-colored eyes, I quickly calmed down.

I looked at him and asked softly, "Why is Mr. Dazai so gossipy?"

"Just caring." As if he didn't notice anything wrong with me, Mr. Dazai said casually: "After all, we are sitting so close, if Jasmine falls in love with a classmate, the president and Kunikida will also blame me. "

"That's why I don't believe it. Mr. Dazai really didn't say a word of the truth."

"But Jasmine is everyone's treasure." Mr. Dazai looked at me tenderly: "Kunikida and Ranpo-kun are targeting together, even I will find it troublesome."

I almost laughed out loud at what he said, if you can’t fall in love with your classmates, it’s even more impossible to fall in love with him. Mr. Dazai directly rejected me.

Not wanting to talk to him anymore, I turned around and walked directly towards home, and Mr. Dazai followed me leisurely.

When I came to the door of the house, I stopped and took out the pocketbook I had collected and handed it to Mr. Dazai: "By the way, there is also this, please Mr. Dazai to help return it to the original owner."

"If Kunikida-san finds out, Kuroba-san and I will be in trouble."

"No problem." Mr. Dazai agreed without hesitation, and put the notebook into the pocket of the windbreaker.

Suppressing the urge to shed tears, I sniffed and tried to maintain my voice, and asked steadily: "So, Kuroba-san got this because of Mr. Dazai's help?"

"That's not true." Mr. Dazai shook his head: "After all, that's the famous Kaitou Kidd."

? ? ? ?

Didn't Mr. Dazai let Kidd see it?

I thought he did it on purpose, but what's the situation now.

Kuroba Kaito = Phantom Thief Kid, is that the Kid I know?

No, this is not right.

The grievance and loss in my heart was swept away immediately, and my attention was immediately diverted by new problems.

If Kuroba is Kaitou Kid, then he can't be my son Edogawa Conan.

After all, when I met Kidd for the first time, the system was not broken. At that time, the system did not remind me that Kidd was my little Conan.

It's impossible that the system can't recognize it, right? Did I really recognize the wrong person?

If not, is my attitude towards Kidd these days very ambiguous in the eyes of Mr. Dazai?

Is it really my problem and gave him the wrong hint that Mr. Dazai is jealous on purpose?

Also, thinking of my attitude toward classmate Kuroba these days, which can be called social death, if he is not the little Conan in my memory but Kidd.

This is too embarrassing!Even my emotional setbacks didn't matter compared to this.

Saying goodbye to Mr. Dazai, I went home in a daze.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a detective sitting on the sofa playing games.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the famous detective turned his head and showed a bright smile: "Jasmine, I bought a new game, come and join us."

Realizing that my expression was wrong, Edogawa Ranpo carefully put down the controller and asked, "What's wrong with you, who made you angry?"

"I'm fine." Saying it's fine, I threw myself into Brother Ranbu's arms and buried my head in it.

"Jasmine, don't cry." Edogawa Ranpo stopped holding me, and carefully patted me on the back: "Who is bullying you, a detective will help you teach him a lesson."

No, I didn't cry, I just felt my face burn.

It's really embarrassing.

There was some doubt in Brother Ranbu's voice: "Someone must have bullied you, is it Dazai, or your deskmate?"

I raised my head and stretched out my hand to cover his mouth, for the sake of our brother-sister relationship, don't talk about Brother Ranbu.

"Okay, Lord Ranpo can't find anything now." The helpless brother Ranbu took out his glasses and put them in my coat pocket.

He spread his hands and looked at me again: "Now I'm just Jasmine's older brother, come and comfort me like an ordinary older brother."

So, I continued to pounce back, brother Luanbu did as promised.

As a famous detective who can observe everything, it really seemed that he hadn't found anything, and let me nestle on him.

Until I heard a few coughs in my ears, Brother Ranbu was also trying to sit up straight.

After falling asleep in the arms of the famous detective, I sat up straight in a daze, only to find that it was my father who had returned.

After entering the door, he coughed a few times to attract our attention.

"Father, welcome back." I stood up and walked to the entrance, taking out the shoes for him from the shoe cabinet.

Father was silent and nodded to me.

After saying hello, I sat on the sofa again.

Seeing the handle that was dropped by Brother Ranbu, I picked it up and asked him, "Are you still playing the game?"

Brother Ranbu smiled and said, "Of course, this is a game specially chosen by a famous detective. Jasmine, just wait and see me show off my skills."

I still have my doubts about this, but my brother-sister relationship with him has just been recharged, so it is still possible to play a game with him.

The experience of this new game is much better than the previous break-up kitchen.

The game focuses more on deciphering, which is within the scope of the detective's business.

Except for my occasional cooperation, other places are famous detective shows.

I went all the way to the end with soy sauce. When killing the boss, Brother Ranbu was in charge of using the props, and I was crazy about output.

This is very happy.

This is the correct way to open the game, and I feel much better after I finish playing.

It feels good to have an older brother, I came to the kitchen humming a song in a good mood.

Let's start with Strawberry Daifuku, Pineapple Cake, and Fried Shrimp Crackers, which Brother Ranpo likes very much.

Because lack of nutrition has always been on my taboo list, today, for the sake of the detective's good performance, I think I can provide some.

Sure enough, after receiving my tribute, Edogawa Ranpo happily hugged me around and said, "Jasmine is the best."

"Master Ranpo is also the cutest in the world." Facing his compliment, I also praised him back.

Another man in the living room coughed.

Seeing my adoptive father sitting on the side drinking tea, I handed over his tea and said with a sweet smile: "Of course, my father is also the best father in the world."

His Excellency Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at me and nodded, and praised: "Jasmine is the best daughter."

At this time, Brother Luanbu also came over with a big blessing, and looked at his father with wide eyes: "What about Luanbu, Luanbu's compliment?"

Father pondered for a while and said: "As the pillar of our company, Luanbu must continue to work hard."

Brother Ranbu nodded happily: "The famous detective will work hard."

While joking, the afternoon passed happily.

When our family of three had dinner together, the adoptive father who put down his chopsticks looked at us seriously and asked, "Ranbu, Jasmine, are you dating?"