Yokohama Notes of a Miss Wizard

Ranpo Edogawa has been examining himself from the time he was asked about his thoughts by Mo Lilan to the end when Alvira returned to him.

During the whole process, he seemed to be split in two.

Half of them are wondering, puzzled, and asking themselves why they did this.

The other half is angry, aggrieved, and responding intuitively because it wants to.

want to get close to her.

To solve the mystery that accompanied her.

I want to catch the dream I have been wishing for since childhood.

From the first moment he saw her, he knew whether Alvira was the witch she thought she was.

He has not been able to fully explore the fog lingering around her until now, and it is even more mysterious because of her "amnesia".

Who is she, where did she come from, what or who led her to appear in Yokohama, and even found the detective agency without knowing anything...

Strong curiosity forced him to keep paying attention to this "person without a past", and at the same time, she always brought something beyond his expectation.

From those fairy-tale abilities that are dreamlike, unreasonable, and direct to results, he seems to have glimpsed some areas that he has never been aware of.

He couldn't be sure whether this could be classified as "love", but at least, logically speaking, this "curiosity" that would persist until the mystery was solved plus the "favor" that was born at an unknown time should be judged to be equal to "love". like".

And only when the inner logic is "like" can everything he does make sense.

It wasn't because neither the president nor Yosano wanted to go to England, so he chose Alvira; it was because he chose Alvira, so neither the president nor Yosano planned to go to England.

It's not that I can't agree because I'm speechless; it's because I don't want to be treated the same way, so I don't want to agree.

After all, if that time really comes, who can accept being rejected for this reason? !

At least he doesn't accept being rejected, no matter what the reason is!

Edogawa Ranpo stopped looking at Alvira.

He closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief and relief.

He thought he was speaking fairly clearly, but asking that question showed that Miss Witch didn't understand what he was saying at all.

At the same time, it also shows that this idiot has never connected himself with "being liked" at all.

Then... he must be the first.Therefore, even if she is queuing up, she should ensure that she can think of him first.

However, how to make the stupid witch realize this matter is undoubtedly more difficult than any incident he has encountered so far.

It's not that he doesn't know that he is like a child in her eyes, but how can he be a child in her eyes at ease now?

Seeing that he sighed and then stopped talking, Alvira tilted her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

The black-haired young man's eyes became deeper and darker, from the dark green in the past to the pale green at this time.

He glanced at her sullenly, his lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end he still didn't say anything, just mentioned the marshmallow he wanted before again.

"It's time to eat in a while, are you sure you want to eat snacks at this time?" Alvira asked, and directly turned a marshmallow in her hand and handed it to him.

After taking the marshmallow, Edogawa ranpo tore a piece and put it in his mouth.

The sweetness of the marshmallow melts in your mouth, just like the soft and light clouds outside the window.

He tilted the marshmallow to the little witch and asked softly, "Do you want to eat it?"

The little witch waved her hand and refused: "Eat it yourself, if I continue to eat, I won't be able to eat dinner."

The little detective hesitated, "Are you sure?"

At this time, Alvira still had no idea about airplane meals, let alone predict what kind of situation she was about to face.

Seeing Edogawa Ranpo's complex expression, she felt a little worried.She frowned, as if asking for proof, and said in a drawn out voice: "It's first class anyway, so it shouldn't be bad food, right?"

Soon, Alvira paid the price for her naivety.

The flight attendants brought up exquisitely packaged meals.

The tuna salad without merit, the soft stewed goulash like a salt shaker overturned, the only thing worthy of praise is the chocolate cake as dessert.

But compared to the usual chocolate cake, this time it tasted a bit more bitter.

The little witch frowned the whole time, and had to drink several glasses of juice after eating her plane meal with a face full of disappointment, to relieve her heart hurt by the goulash.

She muttered, observing whether there were any flight attendants nearby, and complained in a low voice: "I didn't expect it to be like this..."

"This is also impossible."

Ranpo Edogawa finished the last bite of marshmallow, and only took apart the chocolate cake from the plane meal.

"Airplane meals are like this. Because people's perception of sweet and salty tastes will decrease by about 30.00% at high altitudes, most airlines will add more salt to their dishes."

Holding a fork in his mouth, he continued, "In addition to microwave heating, the texture and taste of the dishes made on the spot are completely inferior. Therefore, it is quite normal to feel that the food on the plane is difficult to eat."

Alvira took a sip of tomato juice, blinked and asked, "You..."

"Is it really that Edogawa Ranpo I know? He actually explained things so clearly, no matter how you think about it, he doesn't look like you."

As she spoke, she leaned in front of him and stared into his green eyes.

"You've been different since you solved the case... No, that's not right." She sat back and denied herself, "You were different before that."

But thinking about it carefully, she couldn't be sure when the change started.

Edogawa Ranpo didn't know himself, so he couldn't answer this question.

He could only fork off a piece of chocolate cake and put it into his mouth, "But you look like an idiot. If I don't speak clearly, you will definitely not understand, right?"

Alvira: ...

The little witch was only silent for a moment, then crossed her arms and stared at him with displeasure.

Under her aggressive gaze, the little detective's movements also gradually slowed down, gradually stopping like a robot that was about to run out of battery.

He smiled dryly, "Why do you keep staring at me?"

"Are you still ashamed to ask me?" Alvira burst out angrily, "Why are my adjectives downgraded from 'idiot' to 'barely indistinguishable from an idiot'?"

"What's more, do you think you made it very clear when you solved the case just now?"

She could tell the motive of committing the crime as soon as she heard it, but she didn't understand the method of committing the crime at all.How is this different from half-talking? !How annoying!

"Then I can explain it to you now!" Edogawa Ranpo hastily remedied, "This case is so easy to understand, it doesn't make any sense at all. There is a lot of information that even ordinary people can know... "

As he was talking, he just remembered that the "amnesia" little witch's reserve of common sense was probably not as good as his own in some respects, and his voice became lower and lower.

Alvira has a quick temper and walks even faster.

Out of her mind, she had completely lost interest in Miyamoto's affairs, "Then what kind of case is interesting to you?"

Edogawa felt a lot more relaxed after he didn't need to spend too much time on this boring case.

He squinted his eyes and was extremely confident: "If you have officially started to be active as a detective, you have to start six years ago. I have solved many problems in these six years!"

"Oh oh oh! That means there are a lot of good stories to listen to!" The little witch cheered up. She took out two bags of thick snacks and helped Luanbu unpack them before handing them to him, "Please trouble the number one detective in the world Tell me about the past!"

"Where do I start..."

Alvira just opened her bag and started to eat, "Why don't you tell me from the very beginning?"

"Well...then it will start when I meet the president!"

Time quietly passed by while the two of them were not paying attention.

The sunlight hides under the clouds, and the earth turns the other side to the sun after a few hours.

The two people who had eaten and drank enough yawned at the same time, and just after yawning, the two laughed together again.

"It's getting late, so I'll go to bed first." Alvira rubbed her eyes and flattened the back of the chair.

She greeted the flight attendant and asked for two blankets, and she slept peacefully after covering them separately.

However, Edogawa Ranpo was rarely full of entanglements, and he didn't know where he was looking, let alone when he fell asleep.

But when he woke up, Alvira was standing next to his seat in a difficult position, lying on the window and looking out.

Her face was almost pressed against the glass, and her fingers were tracing something on it.

"Ah, are you awake?" The little witch stood up straight with the cabin propped up, and pointed out the window, "Look quickly! Now you can clearly see the outline of the city!"

As he said, he looked out of the window, and there was a city map composed of bright light paths below.

In the city surrounded by night, only the places where the lights are lit show a few lines, like golden spider webs, or...

"It's exactly the same as the inverted 'BlastedTree'..."

Alvira stared at the city outside the window, muttering to herself.

Ranpo Edogawa, always astute, caught her mention of the new term and repeated it: "'BlastedTree'?"

"The Thunder Tree of Punishment is Frankenstein's treasure." Miss Witch explained casually.

Mr. Detective asked, "Did you remember anything?"

"...No, I just know..."

The girl's golden pupils were filled with doubt and confusion.

Her lips parted slightly, her voice was so low that it almost melted into the air.

"very strange……"

She obviously doesn't remember anything, but she knows this strange term.

But why?What does this have to do with her nonexistent memories?