Yokohama Notes of a Miss Wizard

"Are you sure?" Edogawa Ranpo tried to restrain the upturning of the corners of his lips, but the little smiles still lingered in those green eyes.

He sat up straight, and said solemnly: "You have the right to refuse, and you have always had it."

How could she not know about this kind of thing.

Alvira blinked her watery eyes, her cheeks flushed with shame.

She bit her lower lip, nervously showing shame and indignation, breathing quickly, "Do you really want me to refuse?!"

Then she is going to refuse? "It's not impossible for me to reject you!"

Miss Witch jumped out of the bay window, ready to rush into the quilt and sleep with her head covered.

But one end of the belt was quickly grabbed by another person.

She was tied casually, but when Edogawa Ranpo pulled her, the belt slipped loosely from her waist.

Alvie pulled her bathrobe tighter and shrank to the foot of the bed in an instant. She first snorted, and then said shyly and angrily: "Random steps!"

After being called by name, Mr. Detective wrapped her belt around his hands a few times to avoid stepping on it while walking, "You can also come and untie my belt."

His eyes were brighter than the stars in the night sky, and the smile on his lips was completely revealed.

Walking nearby, Edogawa knelt and sat down in disorder.

He took her hand, held it on his belt, leaned down, and said in her ear.

"In this world, only you can do this kind of thing to Ranpo-sama."

Alvira raised her arms to try to cover her face, but forgot that she was still holding the opponent's belt.

The bowknot was easily untied, and Edogawa Ranpo tore off the part wrapped around his waist by himself.

He pressed down her raised arm, put his hand on her slender neck, stroked the jaw line with his thumb, and dropped a kiss on her slightly hot cheek.

Miss Witch turned her head away, clenched her hand into a fist in front of her mouth, honey seemed to flow from the corner of her eyes.

She was timid, and her voice was like a mosquito: "Can you stop looking at me..."

An unprecedented shame hit her, forcing her to never look him in the eye after agreeing.

"No." Mr. Detective was very firm, covering her eyes with one hand, "I like to look at you, I want to look at you."

He doesn't want to miss all the expressions, all the details.

So it is impossible, impossible, and even to think about it.

"But you don't have to look at me."

As she spoke, a soft belt covered her eyes and tied a knot behind her head.

Alvira, who lost her vision, could only hear the friction of clothes and the tearing of packages.

Immediately, the body whose temperature was slightly higher than his own leaned over.

She became more and more nervous, and helplessly grabbed his skirt, "Random steps..."

The rest of the voice was lost between the lips and teeth.

Physiological tears smudged some water marks on the belt.

The shadow of the moon is flowing outside the window, hiding behind the curtain and peeping secretly, as if it is going to be warmed up by the smoke.

The loose knots were rubbed apart in the friction and mixed with the long black hair.

Gold and green collided together, and a shameful sob flowed out of the corner of his lips uncontrollably.

The raised arm failed to cover the eyes, but was pressed against the long hair that was spread out.

The low-mute, short and powerful words broke into the ears with warmth.

"Look at me."

The speaker's face was reflected in the golden pupils.

"kiss Me."

Trembling lips pressed against his rolling Adam's apple.

"say you Love Me."

"...爱している."

The brain that is gradually heating up cannot accommodate even a shred of reason.

Fiery emotions flowed freely in his body.

The touching skin was hot as if it was going to stick together.

Even the breath is stained with the smell of another person, and they can no longer be separated.

The night is still long.

They still have plenty of time to squander.

Bright sunlight leaped into the room through the cracks in the curtains that were not drawn properly last night.

The wakefulness caused by the biological clock and the drowsiness caused by not getting enough sleep are intertwined. Alvira, who was half asleep and half awake, tried to turn over to avoid the sun, but only belatedly realized at this moment that she could not move at all.

There was an arm of the person behind him across his waist, his bare back was pressed against his chest, and his four legs pressed against each other almost into a knot.

The lost sanity gradually gathered, making her finally recall the chaotic and sweet last night.

The young man's arms suddenly tightened, and the head buried in the girl's neck moved, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded at the same time.

"Good morning, Al."

He let go of his legs, allowing the girl in his arms to turn over smoothly.

Before she could speak, Mr. Detective narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Merry Christmas!"

"Merry Christmas." Miss Witch closed her eyes and yawned, poked him on the shoulder, and said angrily, "I'm so sleepy...it's all your fault."

Accepting the accusation that was no different from acting like a baby, Edogawa ranpo hugged the cat-like girl, turned over and lay down, letting her lie in his arms.

In skin the size of a nickel, there are 25 meters of nerve fibers and thousands of nerve endings.When the skin touches, the message of love can be conveyed through the sense of touch.

Just sticking together like this can make him feel full while greedily craving more.

The imprint I left last night has not faded, and its distinct sense of presence is evident on the girl's collarbone.

She is mine now.

This cognition prompted Mr. Detective to even take another bite, so that it would never go away.

Alvira found a comfortable position in his arms and continued to lie on her stomach.

She had a calm face, lowered her head peacefully, and pressed against the side of the other party's neck, her breath was full of his smell.

The chest below him vibrated, and his coquettish voice came from his ears: "Al, kiss me."

The girl still didn't open her eyes, she just raised her head and smacked wildly before lying down again.

"Don't bother me anymore, I want to sleep." She complained dissatisfied, her tone full of grievances.

Except for the New Year's Eve vigil, she has never slept so late.

Even if it is a night watch, he can sleep alone in the dark the next day, so as not to be hugged around like a big baby.

And now how can people sleep in this situation!

Knowing that it would be bad if the teasing continued, Edogawa Ranpo tactfully quieted down.

But before he was quiet for a long time, someone knocked on the door outside the house, directly waking up Alvira who had just fallen asleep.

She propped up her upper body, hooked the mobile phone in the corner, glanced at it, and then fell into Mr. Detective's arms again, "Maybe the boss came to ask us to have breakfast, if you want to eat, you can go, anyway, I want to sleep."

He didn't feel hungry at all right now, and he didn't want to let go of the cat in his arms.

If there is no answer after knocking on the door, the boss should think that they are still awake and leave.

Edogawa Ranpo also closed his eyes, ready to sleep with her for a while.

After the knock on the door stopped for a while, it rang again persistently.

The attitude of the man outside the door who would not give up until he woke them up was really annoying.

Alvira turned over, lay aside, and pulled the quilt over her head.

She covered her ears, curled up in the quilt, rolled several times, and wrapped the quilt completely around herself.

"Ranbo, go and see who it is, I don't want to go!" Miss Witch urged Mr. Detective after driving him out of the bed.

There was nothing he could do about her, Edogawa Ranpo had no choice but to find out his yukata and belt, put on his clothes and went to open the door.

However, the person who knocked on the door was not the hotel owner they thought, but the owner's daughter.

When she saw that the person who opened the door was not Alvira but Ranpo Edogawa, she froze for a moment, and then rushed into the room.

The detective saw her intentions long before she made a move, and slammed the door in her face before she could even step.

The boss's daughter was blocked from the door, and angrily knocked on the door and shouted: "Is that woman in this room?!"

After putting on the anti-theft chain, Edogawa Ranpo opened the door again, and looked at her with a calm face.

Those eyes are too transparent and extremely indifferent, like an omniscient and omnipotent god.

The god sitting on the throne sent down an oracle.

"The man you're looking for isn't here."

Hearing his words, the boss's daughter didn't dare to refute, she took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

Her long, curly hair was disheveled and she looked hysterical.

Shaking her head, she muttered something like "Ryosuke won't abandon me", and fell into a state of being unable to communicate.

Seeing that she would not jump on the door again, Edogawa Ranpo closed the door, found the "Do Not Disturb" switch, pressed it, and went back to the bed.

He grabbed a corner of the quilt and slammed it hard, and the stuffing in the quilt rolled out.

Mr. Detective took the dizzy sandwich girl into his arms, covered her with the quilt, and fell asleep again with her in his arms.

I didn't sleep for a long time when I returned to the cage, and Miss Witch desperately supported her dizzy and swollen forehead.

I can't fall asleep, and it will be even more uncomfortable if I go back to sleep.

She stretched out an arm from under the covers and fumbled with her dress on one side.

She didn't find even one, and just as Alvira was about to get out of bed to search carefully, the Mr. Detective beside her threw her bathrobe in front of her.

Alvira: ...

She didn't want to ask why, after all, once she asked, there was a high probability that the other party would get an answer that could not be more confident.

The content may be something very shameful like "This is the clothes I took off with my own hands, how could Mr. Ranpo not find it!"

Although she has done the most intimate thing in the world, she still feels ashamed if she hears this.

If you think about it, you have already broken the bottom line, so you must not hear it.

Alvira slipped under the covers and got dressed in the sunlight that filtered in through the heavy curtains.

She tightened her belt very carefully this time, and tied a standard bow.

"I'm going to open the curtains?" Miss Witch warned, and opened the curtains in front of the bay window.

The winter sun gently shines into the room.

She sat on the bay window and looked out.

It was probably a heavy snowfall in the middle of the night, and the window was covered with snow.

Miss Witch turned her head and looked at Ranpo Edogawa who was sitting up. She was about to say something when someone knocked on the door and asked again.

"Excuse me, is Miss Alvira in this room?"

It's the voice of Police Officer Yasui... Could it be that the buff of the four of them together has finally come true?

Alvira walked towards the door and opened a crack, "Officer Yasui, is there any crime?"

Officer Yasui smiled wryly at her and Edogawa Ranpo who walked slowly behind her.

He said helplessly: "Just now, we received a report that the body of Ryosuke Koyama appeared. Judging from my experience, this should be an accident. But his girlfriend Mie Fukuda insisted that it was Miss Alvira hands down."

"Impossible." Mr. Detective denied.

"We said the same thing, but Ms. Fukuda said that they had a conflict last night, and..."

Officer Yasui's face became even more ugly, hesitating and not knowing what to say.

Edogawa blinked randomly, turned cold, and said slowly: "I know. Since I can't participate in this case, you can go find that kid named Conan, he is in 'Grey Sakura'."

Hearing what he said, Officer Yasui also felt relieved.

He apologized to the two of them: "If it wasn't for my lack of ability, Miss Alvira would not have been accused like this."

"Now everyone related to Koyama Ryosuke's case is gathered in the restaurant, and you need to stay there for a while."

"It's okay." Alvira finally figured out who was who, pursed her lips and shook her head.

She didn't want to mention the disputes with those two people, but since she has been holding on to it, why should she back down.

Miss Witch turned back and picked up the key in the porch, and pulled Mr. Detective out of the room.

Let her see who it is, who is so courageous that he dares to blame her for murder.

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I tried my best woo woo woo woo!

I'm going to make up a case, love everyone (?°3°?)

感谢在2020-12-0922:58:31~2020-12-1021:00:28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 of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Buerjun; 5 bottles of Xiaoguai, the head of the kindergarten, and 1 bottles of Shasha; [-] bottle of Pululu;

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