Yokohama Notes of a Miss Wizard

Conan's doubts have never been answered.

After confirming that there was indeed no follow-up to this case, the four of them embarked on their way back to Kudo's house.

After sending it to the door of Kudo's house, Mao Lilan stood up.

After explaining the location of the guest bedroom, she turned and left.But before she took a few steps, she rushed back in front of the two of them and added: "I forgot to mention it just now, but it may not be a big problem for you."

"There is only one guest bedroom in the new home."

Standing at the door of this guest bedroom, Alvira suddenly became nervous for some reason.

Seeing that she hadn't entered the guest bedroom for a long time, Edogawa who was following behind couldn't help urging: "Al."

The little witch was frightened by him, and quickly took a step forward, while turning her head to look at him.

Sensing something from her golden eyes, the little detective grabbed her wrist and emphasized, "You can't become a cat!"

He doesn't sleep with the cat in his arms!It's obvious that the relationship has gone a step further, how can I still get the same treatment as before?

"But there's only one room..." Miss Witch struggled lightly, trying to pull out her wrist, but she had no choice but to let him go, "There's only one guest bedroom, and I'm not allowed to become a cat. no……"

"I won't do anything to you." Mr. Detective was also very wronged.

He stepped into the guest bedroom, took her into his arms, and coquettishly acted like a human being, no less than a cat, "I just want to hold you to sleep, and I want to hold you in my arms when I wake up." !"

"But I'm not a pillow..." Alvira's ear was next to his mouth, and it was not at all clear whether the numbness spreading from the base of the ear to the spine came from the words or the simple vibration of the eardrum.

The hand she was holding onto the skirt of the other party was trembling, trembling almost invisibly, even she trembled unconsciously.

No matter how ignorant she was, she knew that the situation was different now, and she couldn't just agree.

Two people sleeping together and sleeping together as a cat have completely different meanings.

This is a license for the other party to further encroach on one's own life area and develop a further relationship.

"Then do you want to?"

The youthful voice rang in my ears.

He tried his best to calm down, but there was still a little tentativeness and nervousness in his tone.

Seeing that she didn't answer, the little detective pursed his lips and said pitifully, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to..."

The black-haired girl lowered her head, and after a long silence, her voice sounded soft, and she whispered, "It's not that I don't want to."

"that is……"

Edogawa Ranpo's words came to an abrupt end when he saw the little witch decisively pulling out another quilt from the ring.He didn't know whether he should be happy or angry, no matter what kind of reaction he made, it seemed inappropriate, so he closed his mouth, put his hands on his hips, and stared at the quilt for luck.

Who would have expected that she could take out a quilt casually? !

When was this quilt stuffed in?

Alvira flung the quilt over the bed and made the bunk, dividing it into two areas.

"You're done!" She turned around, compared a yes, and said with a smile, happy that she had solved the problem perfectly, "Now you can go to wash up!"

While talking, Miss Witch packed out the toiletries and pajamas that had been prepared in advance.

She put Mr. Detective's pajamas on the bed, picked up her own pajamas and toiletries, passed by him who was thinking about something, left a sentence "I'll go first." and went straight to the bathroom.

After she returned to the guest bedroom with her half-dry long hair on her head, and found the hair dryer, the little detective had no choice but to take his pajamas and wash up.

While he showered, Alvira dried her hair and curled up under her own covers on the bed.

The little witch took out her mobile phone and was chatting with Mao Lilan when a wet head suddenly appeared in her arms.

"Random step!" She picked up the towel she just wiped her hair and covered his head, "My quilt will get wet!"

Even though she was complaining, she still wiped his hair until it was half dry, pointed to the hair dryer and said, "You have to dry your hair before going to bed, otherwise you will have a headache tomorrow."

Edogawa Ranbu didn't even look at the hair dryer, lying on her lap, coquettishly, "I want Al to blow it for me~"

"Why do you even want me to blow your hair now?" Alvira pinched his cheek gently, but didn't say much.

She took the hair dryer, poked him on the shoulder and said, "Sit up, how can I blow it while you lie down?"

The little detective sat up cross-legged as promised, listening to her whispered complaints hidden under the wind of the hair dryer.

From "The quilt is really wet" to "Why are you getting lazy", the little witch muttered, but she didn't see any substantive dissatisfaction.

Her slightly cool fingers ran through his hair, showing a considerable sense of presence in the warm wind.

Edogawa Ranpo's hair is short, and it doesn't take long to dry it.After Alvira was done, she snorted on his head, unplugged the hair dryer, slid off the bed, and put it in its original drawer.

After tidying up, she looked back at Edogawa Ranpo, who kept his cross-legged posture unchanged, "Are you going to sleep now? If you don't want to sleep and are bored, Lan said that you can go to the study to get books to read. There are many mystery novels at Kudo's house, Dao There are books written by the father of Sir Sir and Shinichi Kudo."

"Hmm—" Mr. Detective pursed his lips, "Aren't you going to sleep anyway? Lord Ranpo just take a look."

After finishing speaking, he pulled on his slippers and walked out of the guest bedroom.

"When I see that kid tomorrow, I must ask him to change his name." Edogawa Ranpo complained as he walked.

Alvira followed beside her, and couldn't help laughing: "Didn't you allow him to use Edogawa as his surname, why didn't you let his name go all the time?"

The surname is fine, not even the first name?

"It's not good to call it, I have to call it Conan." He curled his lips unhappily, and glanced at her, "Don't you feel uncomfortable hearing this name?"

Conan Conan, who can't remember Sir Doyle?Only a guy like Unicorn who doesn't care much about people in the reasoning world can't guess.

"Did you borrow Sir Doyle's name?" The little witch nodded her chin, recalling that brief meeting with Sir Doyle.

She said slowly: "But Sir Doyle doesn't seem like someone who cares about such things. Lan also told me that when they were in England, Kudo still had Sir Doyle's signature."

"It was signed on the "Sherlock Holmes Collection Four Signatures" that he carried. It is also in the study now."

Walking into the study, Edogawa Ranpo directly found the mystery novel with the signature, turned to the page with the signature, and stuffed it in front of Alvira.

"It's this signature. Does it look familiar to you?"

"I've never seen it before, so why does it look familiar?" The little witch glanced casually, her gaze paused on the name for a long time, and she took a deep breath.

She traced the cursive characters of "Conan Doyle" with her eyes, bit the tip of her tongue, and said slowly, "The handwriting is indeed very familiar."

But... the text in the impression with the same handwriting was not marked with a name, and she still couldn't remember the specific content.

Seeing her thinking hard, trying to recall but ended in vain, Mr. Detective guessed something and closed the book.

The sound of closing the book awakened the meditating Miss Witch.

She looked at the little detective who put the book back where it belonged, and hesitated to speak.

Edogawa Ranpo took down a mystery novel casually, turned his back to her, and said in a relaxed tone: "It should be familiar. After all, Sir Doyle and you seem to be very close."

Contrary to his tone of voice, his face became serious.

Alvira's performance was more and more able to confirm the conjecture in his heart.

however……

If that was true, how many suspected "relatives" like Sir Doyle would he have to face by then?

Not to mention, the Natsume Soseki who assured the president that "Al is a good boy" is probably one of them.

It's too hard.

Mr. Detective suppressed his unspeakable worries and returned to the guest bedroom with the novel.

Sitting on the bed, Edogawa fumbled through the novel, unable to read even a word for a long time.

The lady witch next to her chatted with the unicorn again, but she didn't know where she got so much to say.

He lay down in silence, covering his face with the novel.

The closer to the answer, the more I feel that the road ahead is long.

The idiot is cute, but the idiot's relatives are very unlovable, and can even be said to be super troublesome.

None of those people are going to recognize Al now, but they don't know when they will appear suddenly. I really hope they don't appear all the time.

So Al was always his own little fool.

"Eh? Ranbu, are you asleep?" Alvira asked in a low voice, "If you're asleep, I'll go and turn off the lights."

Edogawa's chaotic voice was muffled in the book, "Not yet. If you're sleepy, turn off the light and go to bed first."

"Alright then." The little witch turned off the lamp, nestled under the quilt, closed her eyes and fell asleep not long after.

Heartless fools always fall asleep so quickly, which is enviable.

Mr. Detective sighed, put the novel on the bedside table, turned over, and looked at the sleeping Miss Witch.

Forget it, anyway, none of them will appear here now.

He quietly picked up a corner of the quilt, moved in, and hugged the sleeping treasure into his arms.

Rubbing her soft hair, the little detective also closed his eyes.

In any case, what he wants to do, he must be able to do.

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The author has something to say:

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Of course, the mystery is slowly being solved!

But now the direction of Chaos can be regarded as half right and half wrong.

Trying to get two big babies to sleep together, the kind of sleep that is purely chatting under the quilt.

Speaking of the small theater I added later in the last chapter, it is really funny, but it really won't appear in the main text!Don't think OOC? Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha (Besides, the main line in this article is not to knock the winery 23333 [-]

感谢在2020-11-3021:58:42~2020-12-0121:16:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 6 bottles of a spicy cabbage; Xiaoguaiguai, 198259662 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!