Yokohama Notes of a Miss Wizard

After finally recovering, Edogawa Ranpo took the water glass weakly, nestled on the sofa aggrieved and became a silent "kitten".

Alvira had never seen him so quiet before, and felt a lot of guilt in her heart.He prepared all kinds of snacks, fruit and snacks to apologize, and promised that he would never let him use this kind of magic with side effects unprepared and other strange requests.

After signing many "unequal" treaties, the two of them remembered the question Fukuzawa Yukichi had just asked.

Mr. Detective took a bite of a sweet and sour strawberry that was just picked, raised his hand and said, "President, let's have a meeting!"

It is naturally not a small matter that makes Luanbu take the initiative to ask for a meeting.

Fukuzawa Yukichi had no reason to disagree. He made some simple breakfast and stared at the two cats before leading them back to the fourth floor of the small red brick building.

Finally, Yosano Akiko was called, and they walked into the conference room.

After eating and drinking, Edogawa Ranpo lay on the conference table, motionless.

Seeing this, Alvira had no choice but to stand up and first bowed to everyone else.

"I am very sorry that it may cause more trouble to everyone in the days to come."

As soon as the words fell, she rubbed her hands nervously.

Seeing that no one was impatient, the little witch cleared her throat, and then continued: "We are going to England this time..."

Alvira explained all the details and circumstances as best she could to make sure nothing could be missed.

And after she finished speaking, apart from Edogawa Ranpo who had fallen asleep, the other two also didn't understand the root cause of the matter.

"So, the person who is following you has nothing to do with the Magic Association." Akiko Yosano tapped the table with her fingertips, calmly analyzing the existing information, "If there is any relationship, Miss Tohsaka should have dealt with you long ago. When it comes to identity, it will be shot."

But they can also use magic...

"Judging from the size of the ability, it should be just an unknown small magic association. It may be that they know something and then follow you."

If it was really the people from the church who made the move, they would not be able to return to Yokohama so leisurely and smoothly.

There are many factions in Europe, and their relationships are intricate. Although each has its own secrets, it is impossible to really hide it.

The man calling himself "Arthur Conan Doyle" must have known something and had positive feelings for Alvira herself.

Considering all kinds of incidents in Europe, the only place that will be kept in the dark is the Far East-Yokohama, Japan.

And this should be why Sir Doyle thought that the chaotic Yokohama could protect her.

Fukuzawa Yukichi had a calm expression, as if he was not surprised by the news.

He put his hands in his sleeves as usual, and said calmly: "Since this is the case, then there is no trouble."

"Just stay at the detective agency with peace of mind and do what you should do." The middle-aged man's tone was deep, and he was very reliable when he heard it.

Alvira nodded in conviction, and casually pulled out an empty chair, and was just about to sit down, but was stopped by Edogawa Ranpo.

He pointed to the chair beside him, and his usually clear voice was covered with a layer of gauze due to sleepiness.

The young man tugged at the corner of her clothes, and said in a daze, "Anyway, you just follow Mr. Ranbu."

The little witch blushed and pulled back the corner of her clothes, and sat beside him awkwardly, taking a long time to answer.

Edogawa Ranpo, on the other hand, fell asleep after being awake for a short moment, and fell asleep completely.

Seeing that all the things that need to be discussed have been discussed, Yosano Akiko nodded slightly to the others and left the conference room quietly.

After Fukuzawa Yukichi confirmed that Alvira didn't need additional help, he left only one indoor light behind and closed the door silently.

Under the dim light, Miss Witch, who had barely maintained her sobriety, couldn't help but feel a little sleepy.

Regardless of the jet lag, she should be back at the hotel by now, ready to wash up and go to sleep.

Although it was not a serious "escape", they did not stop shopping at the end of the day.

The little witch was so sleepy that she didn't want to think about anything else, she just wanted to have a good sleep.

The only thought was to wave a magic wand and cast a spell to conjure two vines, each of which would weave a hammock.

After commanding another vine to carry the little detective into the hammock, Alvira only had the consciousness of asking the vine to turn off the light.

With a "click", the last ray of light in the conference room was also extinguished, and only a small slit that the curtain could not block still revealed a little sunlight.

At this point, in the quiet conference room, there were only two breathing sounds one after another.

Edogawa Ranpo woke up a little earlier than Alvira.

He didn't get up either, just lying in the hammock, swinging back and forth like a swing.

One foot dangled from the edge of the bed, swinging as the hammock swayed.

After an unknown amount of time, he asked, "Are you awake?"

"How do you know I'm awake?" Alvira raised her hand, a vine stretched out, and she pressed a light.

As soon as the light came on, Edogawa Ranbu turned over and sat up, and replied slowly, "It's because the sound of breathing has changed."

When a person is sleeping, the sound of breathing becomes deep, while when awake, it is gentle.

The little witch stood on the ground, stretched her waist, and looked at him, "Do you still want this hammock?"

"Yes!" The little detective replied immediately, and made a further request, "I also want to move it next to the candy house, it's inconvenient to put it in the conference room."

What's the inconvenience?Is it not convenient for you to play?If it's inconvenient, it's even worse if the guests who enter the door watch you play with the hammock, right?

But Alvira, who had just signed the "Unequal Treaty", had no choice but to erase her own vine, and pointed at his one.As if the hammock had grown legs, he opened the door and walked out.

Edogawa followed it in disorder, pointing to another open space by the window and said, "It's just right here."

Miss Witch followed the direction he pointed, and the hammock with legs flapped its leaves and rushed to the designated spot, where it planted itself.

Mr. Detective, who has a new hammock, sits in the hammock again, just like a cat who found a new cat tree at home.

He carried his marbles and snacks, hung them on the timely branch of the vine, and patted it with satisfaction.

"You can brag about it, it understands now." Alvir pulled the corners of her mouth, restraining her inner desire to complain, and put away the wand that had just finished the last task.

Edogawa randomly hooked the newspaper on the table that he hadn't read in the past two days, and lay down in the hammock, "What are you praising it for?"

He turned his face sideways, looked at Alvira, his green eyes almost merged with the vines, and muttered softly.

"Obviously the most caring person is you!"

The young man's unclear voice echoed in the office, and the little witch was so frightened that she quickly looked around to make sure that no one else heard her before she was relieved.

She scratched her earlobe a few times, but she didn't dare to look at him at all, so she found her own desk and sat down.

But even so, she was still extremely nervous, afraid that Dr. Xie Ye or President Fukuzawa would not even know which passer-by suddenly appeared.

They didn't have to say a word, she would feel that the room was horribly small.

But what she was worried about, she couldn't tell.

In order to divert her attention, Alvira decided to find something to do.

The problem is, when she thought about it carefully, she didn't know what to do, so she had to sneak a glance at Edogawa Ranpo after a minute or two.

The little witch sat there silently, only looking over from time to time.

How could anyone ignore her?

Glancing at Alvira's every move from the corner of her eye, Edogawa Ranpo, who hadn't been concentrating on playing marbles, felt that there was nothing left in his mind.

What is it that makes her so irritating and yet so cute at the same time?

This is too unreasonable, right?

He made up his mind that he must ask her first before telling her what he can do.

But every time she looked over, it seemed like she was talking.

Is it possible to be unable to sit still first?

"Random steps..."

"Al..."

The two actually opened their mouths at the same time.

Looking at each other, Alvira pursed her lips, her eyes were erratic, "Ranbu, you should talk about it first."

"No, you can tell." Edogawa Ranpo sat up and looked at her.

The little witch shook her head: "It's better for you to say it, anyway, you know what I want to say."

So why on earth can she guess so accurately on this question, but she can just be ignorant and unaware of other aspects?

The little detective snorted angrily and pointed at the archives in the filing cabinet.

"If you have nothing to do, you can record what you have done since joining the company. The files are all in the cabinet, and you can get samples if you need them."

Hearing this, Miss Witch stood up and took out a few blank file papers, "Can I take the other files casually?"

"The clerks should have finished rearranging, just remember to put it back after you take it out." Mr. Detective lay back in the hammock, and started reading the newspaper.

"Do you want to write the content of the World Detective Contest?"

Edogawa pursed his mouth at random steps, and answered with all his heart and mind: "Write."

"Then you have to write down what I said in the meeting just now, right?"

"Yes—" The deliberately protracted answer came to an abrupt end.

Mr. Detective turned over and got out of bed, walked to her desk, bit his lip, struggled for a few seconds before saying: "There is no need to write about how to get rid of the pursuer."

"Ah?" Alvira stared at him in a daze, but she only said one sentence. She was puzzled in a daze, and then suddenly realized, she quickly lowered her head, and faltered in response, " I know, I know."

Then she said: "Originally... I didn't explain it in detail..." She didn't even say that they were actually "escaping" while playing.

"Even if it's not very detailed, don't write it!"

Edogawa stepped on his hat in disorder, his reddish pinnae could be vaguely seen in his black hair.

"Yes yes yes, listen to Lord Ranbu!"

Alvira, who was writing silently, also scratched her loose hair, covered her ears and the side of her face, and agreed.

The door of the social medical room opened a crack at some point.

Yosano Akiko, who thought they were arguing, quietly closed it again.

She sat back on her chair and continued her unfinished work.

It's fine if you're not arguing.

Yosano Akiko sighed, feeling a headache for her colleagues who did not graduate from elementary school today.