fall in love with chaos

He was amused by my unbelievable expression, and the next second he really laughed, completely ignoring the tie I was holding, and lowered his head to smile.

The head hangs against my forehead, breathing intertwined.

I was forced to raise my head slightly by him, I couldn't see clearly if I was too close, and my eyes were blurred.

I was surprised, but he slipped his hand and pulled the edge of the sleeve down, and the arm that was still so cold just now was covered by the sweater sleeve again.

The sound outside didn't know when it died down, and it seemed that he should leave.

Ranbu kissed him closely, this time it was not a simple kiss, but a kiss that covered half of his face.

The tip of my nose rubbed against my cheek, and the tip of my nose also staggered to meet Luanbu's soft face.

Just post it and stay away.

"Because I'm so cold too, Tao Jiang." Luanbu said, but his voice contained a smile.

I:"……"

Me: "Get out quickly."

I opened the cabinet door with my backhand, and the cold air invaded, and I followed behind me and closed the cabinet door slowly.

I rubbed my cold hands, and felt a bit stiff when I went to the bookshelf to flip through the books again.

Luanbu looked at the posters on the wall with his arms crossed.

I came up with a plan and leaned over: "What are you looking at?"

On the poster is impressively [Excellent!Mountain forest hot spring travel is waiting for you to participate...the warmth of winter and the ultimate service!We promise to make you feel the comfort of spring——】

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Luanbu said, "I have been there."

Me: "How?"

"It's okay. The only bad thing is that they bumped into the port mafia." Luanbu frowned when he thought of his previous experience, "I'm telling you, Tao Jiang, the guys in the port are very bad! If you see it, stay away! Stay away!"

"Oh……"

Although... I don't know anyone in the Port Mafia, let alone what their members look like.

In my imagination, the brutal and decisive mafia should be a strong man with a scar on his head and a cigarette in his mouth.

Huh, wait?

"Can you actually meet? Don't fight?" I asked.

Luanbu curled his lips, "On vacation, temporary truce."

I was still thinking about the mafia in those five buildings, and they reached out to me in disorder, and took my right hand.

I looked puzzled: "?"

Luanbu squeezed: "Qingtao, don't you just want to cover your hands?"

was discovered...

I didn't feel guilty, "That's right, boyfriends should also be useful for this."

By the way, he curled his left hand into a fist and stuffed it into his palm.

Luanbu looked soft, even the body temperature was warm, and the cold fingertips that had just been washed just recovered quickly after coming out.

He muttered, "Am I a tool?" He wrapped my hands gently with both hands.

Luanbu looked down, feeling like he was holding a plate of candy.

He said, "Taojiang, let's go too in a few days."

Me: "Where are you going?"

Ranpo: "That, that."

He couldn't move his hands, and raised his chin towards the poster.

I understand.This is to go to the hot springs.

I calculated the time and looked at the price list, one day is fine.

I agreed: "Yes..."

"Great!"

The body temperature of Luanbu continued to pass, and I let go and continued to read when I was warm enough, very ruthless.

I walked around to my right to look at the comic book in my hand, then turned around and went somewhere to play, and after ten minutes came back to my left to look at me as I turned the pages.

After reading this short story, I put down the book and walked out in disorder.

We should go back to Ranpo's house. On the way, I thought of the plot of the comic and asked, "Is the butterfly effect very powerful?"

Luanbu stuck to me: "Of course..."

"If you also travel back in time and change one thing, what will happen when you come back?" I had a sudden thought, "The Flash went back in time, saved his mother, and came back to the present to find that everything has changed." .Obviously just saved one person.”

"Probably treats you very well." Luan Bu Shun thought for a while and said.

me……"

Luanbu gestured to make me understand: "Then Taojiang will definitely know me early. There won't be so many people who hate to confess to you in high school."

"Uh..." I was shocked, and after thinking about it, I became angry and knocked him on the head, "Adults are not allowed to shoot high school girls!"

"Ah!" Luanbu covered his head, pretending to be in pain even though he wasn't in pain, and looked at me aggrievedly.

I hesitated for a while, cleared my throat: "It's not possible anyway."

Continue walking, Luanbu asked me: "How do you count as a shot?"

Me: "Of course it's a relationship."

Ranpo: "What, since we have to date in the future, why not in high school? There are so many contacts in high school!"

I thought, "I'm different. Don't bother me with my college entrance exams."

Luanbu and I were arguing and walking, when we passed by a park, we were stopped by a boy.

The boy grabbed the hem of Luanbu's trousers, blinked and looked at him: "Brother, can you help me take the balloon down?"

Luanbu looked up, a red balloon stuck in the tree, lonely.

Luanbu fully agreed: "Yes!"

I just watched him start to climb the tree awkwardly.

The boy looked at his back with me, and he said, "Brother is not very tall."

Me: "..." Hello.

Luanbu took off the balloon and handed it to him, and wiped his forehead with his sleeve pretending to be hard, and took a long breath.

The boy was very happy and smiled: "Thank you brother!"

He ran away with the balloon.

Luanbu was still pretending that he was tired, I suspected that he was about to scratch his forehead, Luanbu sighed again: "I'm so tired..."

"Uh..." I said lightly, "Thanks for your hard work..."

I was walking on the road, and after a while, the person next to me suddenly said: "Climbing trees is so tiring."

Me: "Oh..."

Seeing this, Ranbu finally revealed his true purpose: "So don't cook at home, let's go out and eat peach jam."

Me: "??" Is there any connection?

But I can barely eat cooking, not to mention random steps, washing dishes can wash three bowls and then break three bowls.

Called life idiots.

And I can't be the nanny to the idiots of life.

Me: "Okay..."

So we sat on the high platform of a restaurant, sitting on the left side of me in random steps, humming, "I want sweets."

Me: "Spicy is king."

Luanbu was silent for a second, then beeped softly: "Sweet..."

Me: "Spicy..."

He was still talking, and I noticed that there was a customer sitting on the right. I didn't pay attention at first, but immediately shut up in disorder.

I looked to the right—without turning around, Luanbu immediately grabbed my neck and led me to him. I stared at him in surprise. His face was serious, and he slowed down after some reasoning.

"Look at Qingtao, he is the one you want to stay away from."

I:"?"

He let go of me, and I was able to turn around. The person sitting on the right was looking at Ranbu coldly, and his cobalt blue eyes moved to meet my gaze.

"Don't be too arrogant." The stranger said this, not to me, but to Luanbu.

Luanbu smiled indifferently, hugged my shoulders and leaned against me: "I just want to say, stay away from Taojiang. Is there enough surveillance?"

I:"??"

The other party was wearing a black top hat and a three-piece black suit. His ochre-colored hair was a little long, bundled into strands and casually thrown over his shoulders, and he had a bad complexion.

He seemed to want to explain something, clicked his tongue: "You think too much."

Luanbu smiled without saying a word, but pinched my face with his backhand: "It looks better than the photo, right?"

"Tch, believe it or not. It's just a coincidence." The other party finally got angry and stood up. The blood and murderous intent coming out of my body made me freeze.

He seemed to be restrained in some way, didn't make a move, and left with a cold breath, as if he didn't want to be in the same room with us.

I was both dazed and froze by the menacing look in the stranger's eyes. I walked from behind me and leaned on my shoulders, making a burst of laughter, and then squeezed my cheek gently, and I Turned to him sideways.

Warm kisses fell on the ear, followed by the face, with a soothing meaning.

The voice of Luanbu went straight into his ears: "No one can hurt you, what are you afraid of, Qingtao?"

I came back to my senses and said dryly, "Who is he?"

Luanbu seems to answer every question: "Central Plains Zhongye."

"Who?"

I can't find this character from my memory.

Ranpo's next words were much simpler and clearer: "He is a cadre of the port mafia."

I don't know much about the inner circle of the Mafia, but the executives should be dangerous, right? !

"It's all right..." Luanbu patted my head, "Because Peach Jam is very fragile, it is well protected."

I:"……"

I remembered the knowledge I had vaguely learned over the past year.

For example, the port mafia and the armed detective agency do not deal with each other, and sometimes even oppose each other.

For example, those five buildings belong to the Mafia.

I turned to look at him: "Are they investigating me?"

Luanbu got up from me, but not far away, and slightly lowered his head to meet my gaze.

He didn't hesitate to ask me: "Yes..."

Luanbu suddenly felt that something was wrong when he was late. He realized that his behavior was called concealment, and he opened his mouth but did not speak.

I looked at him: "What's the investigation?"

Luanbu lowered his expression: "Except for photos, names, and schools. Things that I knew in Yokohama, I don't have anything else."

He paused, and hastily added: "It's okay, I'm well protected."

"Uh..." I stared at him quietly for a few seconds, then suddenly got off my seat and pushed open the door to go out.

"Qingtao—"

The air outside is freezing cold, and the temperature near night is even colder, so cold that people's bones are trembling.

Why are you leaving?I don't know either, it's just that my eyes are so hot that I don't want to be seen.

Footsteps sounded soon behind me, and I just kept my head down and hurried on. After catching up with him, he seemed inexplicably afraid to approach, and fell one meter away from me, not far or near, and followed closely.

Luan Bu followed and talked: "I didn't let them approach you."

I didn't say anything, and he immediately said, "I'm hiding it because...because..."

He couldn't explain clearly, and the detective, who was as ignorant of the world as a cat, became flustered and didn't know where he was wrong, so he just stumbled and chased after him.

He wanted to say because it wasn't necessary, because he thought he could handle it.

I knew he would say this, but Ranbu didn't say it.

The traffic light across the road was flashing red, and it turned green as soon as I got there.

There are not many pedestrians in the cold night.

Just as I was about to step on the zebra crossing, the detective who had been chasing me all the way finally shouted: "Qingtao! If you go any further, you will leave me behind—"

Rarely with a hint of crying.

I stopped short, my toes missing the white rectangle of the road.

Luanbu lowered his voice again: "Take care of me."

I stared at the traffic light, lowered my eyes and stared at my toes again, and turned around.

The detective's hat went somewhere, his messy black hair was exposed in the air, the corners of his eyes were reddish like crying, his lips were pursed, and his eyes were fixed on me.

Turned around but fell silent again.

I blinked, only to realize that my eyes were also covered with tears, which were barely falling.

I heard my own voice, but it was calm: "Come here..."

He froze for a moment, the detective seemed to have stopped turning his head, he couldn't reason as usual, he could only act on instinct, and rushed over after hearing the words.

Luanbu stopped in front of me, I looked at him, not knowing what I looked like, but Luanbu's appearance was full of sadness and anxiety.

He stared at me and suddenly said, "I was wrong."

I:"……"

Luanbu was startled by his own words, and pursed his lips, obviously, the words just came out of his mind, and he didn't know what to say after that.

I saw his pitiful look at a loss: "Is it very hard?"

"Ah..." Luanbu was stuck for a second, and then he reacted immediately.

It's asking if blocking the port mafia is tiring.

"No." He shook his head.

Me: "Is it dangerous?"

Luanbu continued to shake his head, and replied obediently: "No..."

Me: "I don't believe it, you don't have the word danger in your heart."

"I have..." Luanbu replied quietly and cautiously.

I said again: "Do you think it's better if I have supernatural powers?"

Luanbu met my eyes, his anxiety gradually faded away, leaving behind a serious and calm expression, he raised his hand to touch my head, paused, seeing that I didn't refuse, he gently covered it, his warm palm was beside my ear .

"No." He said, "No..."

I think I've only seen Ranpo in private, childish and sometimes charming.

I don't know anything about his work, I don't know everything else about him.

There is a gap in the amount of information, he knows everything about me, but I can't.

This is nothing at all, but I think that if I was injured or even died when I didn't know about Ranpo—after all, it's a mafia, I can't help worrying.

I don't think I'm useless. There's no need to insist on different fields. I'm quite strong in my own field, but I'm not good in the field of supernatural beings.

I didn't even think about forcing it to go deep into the past.

Me: "Is this part of the reason because of busy work?"

Luanbu wanted to talk, I added: "After all, you were quite free before dating."

"Uh..." Ranbu reluctantly said, "It's just a part—a part."

I blinked, and before the tears shed had time to be wiped away by Chaos Walk's fingertips, he seemed hesitant to glance at the teardrops on his fingertips, and leaned forward slightly.

Very slow, as if waiting for my rejection to stop immediately.

But I didn't stop, so the kiss fell to the end of the eyes, and then wiped away all the tears.

I was forced to close my eyes: "You will tell me later. I am very angry."

Luanbu said yes.

Me: "I can't know about you all the time, it's not fair."

Ranbu: "I'll tell you."

Me: "Is the rest of the detective agency here to protect you?"

Ranpo: "There is this part of the responsibility."

Me: "Because you are weak and don't know how to fight."

Luanbu let out a quick laugh, he straightened up, and without leaving his fingertips, he stroked my lower eyelid.

"The man just now is the strongest in the Mafia."

I didn't understand what he was going to say, so I hummed for no reason.

"But he is not the leader, and he was even more embarrassed before."

Luanbu said in a low voice: "Qingtao, sometimes the brain can calculate everything. In the face of a truly thorough plan, the saying that absolute power crushes everything - does not exist, because a smart plan will even include this within range."

Luanbu laughed, and said slowly, "They are protecting me, and they are also protecting themselves."

I gradually calmed down, feeling a little cold, and hugged me in random steps, in the usual koala posture.

"I'll tell you everything in the future." The detective only showed a little grievance now, and said in my ear.

"no matter what."

"Qingtao doesn't need to think about protecting me."

"You have always liked me, and that is the best protection for me."

Nakahara walked into the Port Mafia building grumpily.

Just now, Edogawa relied on his lover to turn his back to his emerald green and proud eyes, which almost made Nakahara Chuya almost crush the whole floor.

It is true that no specific matter about Kino Kiyomi was investigated.

This task was not taken over by Zhongyuan Zhongye, it was someone else.

At first, I thought she had some special ability, so I was on guard.

Later, it was simply a condition for confrontation when something happened in the future.

It's not that I don't have the ability to investigate, but that I was stumbled and had to give up.

Edogawa knew other things about the port mafia, it was very simple for him, just for the balance of the three parties, he didn't care.

Mutual containment is the invisible rule.

It was just a little underestimation, and the detective used other means to declare not to touch this person.

The constant attention of a famous detective is not a good thing.

After a few rounds of probing, the subordinates came to the terrifying conclusion that Ranpo Edogawa was indeed monitoring her every minute.

At that time, Mori Ogai tapped his finger on the table lightly when he heard the words, and he said with a smile: "I see. What a terrible person. Ms. Kino must have worked hard."

The leader of the largest mafia said such words in a high-sounding manner, and no one at the scene refuted them.

"There is no one who controls his girlfriend every day..." Mori Ogai smiled and secretly changed the concept, "I don't know where the end of his ability lies."

She has become a tool, a tool for testing the detective.

Apart from Dazai Osamu, Edogawa Ranpo is the one who needs to be feared the most.

Only those who sit in high positions can know that intelligence is a sharp weapon.

What is strength? Ability, something that one can have by oneself, or the ability bestowed by others, is inherently stronger than others.

Gaining loyalty is the most difficult thing to control powerful people for your own use.

The detective seemed to sense an almost uncontrollable anger.

Mori Ogai knew how to measure, and stopped before Edogawa couldn't help it.

"It seems that the angrier he is, the calmer he becomes." Mori Ogai said to himself after listening to his subordinates' work report.

There was only one photo on the table. Mori Ogai glanced at it. The black-haired girl was smiling at Bier. It was a high school graduation photo.

Ah, by the way, did Ranpo Edogawa go to Kino's high school a few days ago?

The cunning boy only leaked a graduation photo to them as if mocking him. The subordinate really dedicated this photo to him as a proof of his success.

Their people are undercover at the police station in Yokohama - of course, otherwise, how to eliminate the evidence, they can't leave any clues.

But even that doesn't bring up any usable information.

used to be able to...

The center of the detective agency is serious, and it is still serious every day without any relaxation.

What a terrifying mind.

It was his character that limited him before.

It turns out that this is the feeling of staring at every minute and every second.

Mori Owai laughed a few times, he didn't use his full strength himself, only he and the detective were carelessly coming and going in the undercurrent of the chess game, others could only know the surface, not the details.

"Okay, you can skip her. You don't need to waste manpower in the future." Mori Ogai sighed and said after listening to Nakahara Chuya's report and knowing that he met Edogawa in the hotel.

This is the ending signal given by the detective that only he and Mori Ogai understand.

Chuya Nakahara withdrew respectfully, Mori Ogai threw the photo into the trash can, and Alice next to him drew with her legs shaking her legs.

This walk doesn't work.What he needs is the method of maximizing profit.

The purpose of the detective's protection was achieved, and Mori Ogai didn't have much regret, it was just a fun.

"It's Miss Kino who has pity on us." He pretended to be kind.

When she spent every day of this year in peace and stability, she had no way of knowing what kind of frequent and meticulous plans her boyfriend was using to wrap her tightly against the enemy's temptations time and time again.

Living an ordinary life, she could never have imagined that the calmer the thing, the stronger the undercurrent below.

And it would never be possible to understand what dangers their lives were--or what dangers hers were.Apart from enemies, the closest relatives are the scariest, right?

The silent barrier can resist outsiders, but it may make the ignorant and reckless Miss Kino hurt herself.

"I didn't expect that people who don't know how to fall in love with others are like this."

"What should I do if I'm suffocated?"