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When Yukiya Yokosaki came out with a small plate on a large tray, smaller potato chips and teacups, he was surprised to find that Mr. Akechi was so angry that he jumped to his feet, while Mr. Nakahara, who was loudly accused by him, held four His tall mochi box kept Mr. Wise out of reach.

What kind of miniature kindergarten scene is this? How can he control the situation?Quickly move your stiff little brain, Yukiya!

"Mr. Wise? Mr. Zhongyuan? Who are you?"

"He won't let me eat!" Edogawa Ranpo complained loudly.

"I've already gone to prepare potato chips for you. It's impolite to steal other snacks before that." Zhongya Zhongya said without feeling tired, holding the box with both hands.On the contrary, Edogawa walked in disorder, didn't want to move after a few jumps, and stood angrily with his hips on his hips.

"Ah, it's okay," Yokozaki Yukiya hesitated for a moment, put down the tray, and went to pick up the box in Nakahara Nakaya's hand, "If you want to eat, I'll cut it up, where is Mr. Nakahara? Is there anything in particular you want to eat? "

"Don't pamper him, we don't feel hungry at all, so we don't need to be so troublesome." Zhong Yuanzhong also grabbed the box, but found that he also left the ground with his feet, and let go of his hand silently.

"It's okay, I don't find it troublesome, and eating can replenish energy and make your body more flexible." Yokozaki Yukiya said, and put a small table and chair for Edogawa Ranpo who jumped into the tray, "Mr. Nakahara also sat down Come on, it's cold on the ground."

It's not cold at all, but seeing you bending over and talking tired, Nakahara also sat down tiredly, and let Yokozaki Yukiya bring them to the table together.

Edogawa Ranpo was already chewing potato chips. He watched Nakahara Nakaya sit across from him and let out a mocking snort.

Nakahara Chuya: "It's hard to cut mochi into small pieces. The filling will be exposed. It's better to just remove the filling and just cut the mochi skin for him."

Yukiya Yokosaki: "Ah, that makes sense."

Edogawa Ranpo: "It doesn't make sense!! You just need to give me the red bean paste! Throw away the mochi skin!"

Yukiya Yokosaki: "Oh, no problem."

Nakahara Chuya: "It's too wasteful. Farmers work very hard."

Yukiya Yokosaki: "Then, shall I eat the mochi skin?"

Chuya Nakahara: "Have you had lunch yet?"

Yukiya Yokosaki: "Well, I'm not too hungry."

Edogawa Ranpo: "...Damn it! I won't eat mochi anymore!"

Obviously came to a novel and interesting new world, and obviously can enjoy the wonderful life of eating snacks without toothache, but why, why is the new owner an idiot!

Yukiya Yokozaki, who didn't need to cut mochi, rummaged through the bag under the urging of the two, found a box of bento and heated it up, took apart the chopsticks and sat down at the dining table, looking at Nakahara Chuya who raised his glass to him, feeling that he Can take two extra bites.

Although the concentration of the dead house is too much for the scene of eating with figurines, but he can!

Edogawa Ranpo took a sip of tea, watched Yokozaki Yukiya pick and choose the bento, and suddenly said, "You can call me Ranpo."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't choke: "What?!"

"Call him Chuya," Edogawa Ranpo pointed to the shocked little friend, "This is the real name of the body we use, you just said it a few times."

Yukiya Yokosaki was also stunned: "But, no, although, but, however..."

"Take it as a reward for living with you," Edogawa Ranpo raised his chin proudly like a very mature adult, "It's weird to always hear you call me wrong, so I will use it as a pseudonym. "

Yukiya Yokosaki: "I, I, I..."

"You can't control our comings and goings, right?" Edogawa Ranpo still said bluntly changed interrogative sentences, but the two people present had no intention of complaining, "It doesn't matter if you empathize a little? I'm also curious, What kind of people are they."

Yukiya Yokosaki: "Uh, ah, uh, ah, ah, let me go first..."

"After dinner." Nakahara Chuya, who saw something, answered.

Yukiya Yokosaki was in a trance, and mechanically ate the bento as if he had been given an instruction. It wasn't until the chopsticks scratched the bottom of the box that he woke up and picked up the garbage and fled out the door.

Watching him leave, Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his eyes: "Hey, it's too much."

"It's good for everyone." Edogawa Ranpo continued to eat potato chips without paying much attention. After eating for a while, he realized something was wrong, and raised his head in surprise: "What... I'm not a bastard who plays with people's hearts. The hat-kun is too rude!"

"Aren't you?" Zhongyuan Zhong didn't let him go, his blue eyes under the brim were as sharp as ice-hardened blades, and he approached him and asked, "You did this for snacks, right? Knowing that empathy would be very dangerous , no matter whether he knows us or not, in the case of amnesia, we can't give him the answer he wants."

To the too wise, the human heart is like an open book, the end of which can be seen at a glance.To righteous, moral men they will be silent, but to some it is all too easy, sometimes inadvertently, to turn over, fold and even tear them, that book, that heart , disappeared into destruction.

Edogawa Ranpo is so smart. To him, ordinary people may be more like flakes of snow or fish, appearing following a loose trajectory, and can be caught in his hand, maybe let it go, maybe Let the other party dissolve.

"Zero, snacks are just one of the reasons." Edogawa Ranpo stammered a bit, although he realized that Mr. Hat is a good person, but——

He is obviously not a human being, but he has a softer heart than any human being.

As for him, although he reasoned out that there was such an existence that put him on the "right path", a detective only needs to reason, and the rest of the messy things have nothing to do with him!He just... just didn't want to be beaten by the idiot hat, so he didn't worry about being hated!

"That guy's spirit has completely reached its limit."

"It's going to be over soon without soothing, and while it might seem normal, that's because he has a goal he has to accomplish. Without other help, he's going to break down before he can accomplish his goal and send us here That existence cannot be undone.”

"In order to prevent this situation from happening, there will be assistance. Otherwise, it is purely military support. Why seal the ability and memory? Combat experience is very important."

"Human beings have limits. Before worrying about the problems caused by empathy, let's solve the problem of survival first, Chuya."

Mr. Hat is a good man, so I will leave it to you. He still has a lot of snacks to eat.

Edogawa Ranpo is a hands-off shopkeeper. He really can see people's hearts, but he is not good at playing with them at all. In other words, he is not interested. He is just enjoying Yokozaki Yukiya's service naturally, occasionally saying "do it It’s an elder-style compliment—he learned this sentence from others, and he can probably only say “not so stupid” by himself.

Nakahara was also powerless to complain, and could only watch Yokozaki Yukiya busy and busy, almost turning the guest room into a villa for a baby, and put a pile of clothes and decorations, and couldn't help asking a very realistic question: "What is your salary? Can you hold it?"

Yukiya Yokosaki lived in a small single-family apartment with only one floor, six or seven rooms, and a basement and attic.Zhong Yuanzhong is not very clear about the income level and consumption status of ordinary people—especially because he has lost his memory—but he feels that this place is quite small.

Yukiya Yokosaki froze.He could hold on, but he just realized suddenly——he hadn’t worked seriously for a long time, neither in his job nor in his hobbies...

"Today is a working day, right?" Zhong Yuanzhong also obviously misunderstood his stiffness, and lowered his voice, "Could it be..." Resting at home due to physical reasons?

"I'm not a vagrant!" Yokozaki Yukiya said loudly, "I'm now working in a multinational organization where elites gather. The salary is good, the work is less and the money is more, the boss talks less, and the colleagues are friendly..."

"Organization?" Shouldn't it be called a company?Like a port, hey, port what?

Yukiya Yokosaki: "...In short, I have nothing to do with you recently. They are doing a big investigation because of, uh, commercial espionage."

"That's it." Zhong Yuanzhong didn't care about the specifics of his job, he was more curious about what the other party's goal was to achieve across the world.But he looked half-believing like this, Yukiya Yokosaki opened and closed his mouth, wondering if he should continue to explain.

He's really not good at these.

Edogawa Luanpo lay on the small table that Yokosaki had arranged, watched him transfer the figures from the bedroom to here one by one, and said lazily: "Can the guy who sent us here read your mind? "

"Huh? No, it can only capture fragments of my consciousness," Yukiya Yokozaki pulled off his gloves, picked up a middle-aged man with black hair and purple eyes in a white isolation suit, and gently wiped it twice with a soft cloth , "Your amnesia is probably caused by crossing the space barrier, after all, there is not much energy left."

That's not it, Edogawa Ranpo yawned, "Then if you think a little harder, you can control who will come back to life next."

"Does Ranpo have a companion you want?" Yokozaki Yukiya's tone sounded cruelly naive, almost making hair stand on end, but Edogawa Ranpo didn't respond, just pointing at a person with a relatively monotonous color. Figure said: "I want this."

"Huh?" Yokozaki Yukiya was a little surprised, "Why Nakajima Atsushi?" He thought the other party would choose Mr. Fukuzawa Yukichi... Well, he shouldn't think too much.

"Atsushi Nakajima, good name," Edogawa waved his hands perfunctorily, "because he has a rice bowl at his feet."

Yukiya Yokosaki: Huh?

Is that just a small decoration he made casually?

"He must be very good at eating," Edogawa Ranpo confidently said, "In this way, I can give him what I don't like."

Yukiya Yokosaki: "..."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

"Ha, haha," Yukiya Yokosaki laughed a few times, "Then I will try to think hard. It's a pity that everyone can't use supernatural powers, otherwise he can still turn into a tiger, so cute."

"Oh, Tiger, Atsushi Nakajima, "The Story of the Mountain and Moon"?" Edogawa Ranpo was thoughtful, as if he was already thinking of a way for Atsushi Nakajima to restore his supernatural powers so that he could walk with him.

"Sure enough, Mr. Akechi has read this book too." Yokozaki Yukiya lowered his eyes, slid his finger over Atsushi Nakajima's hair, and said softly, "From a human to a tiger, why did you ever become a human?"

Edogawa raised his head in disorder: "...Well, Chuya!"

Nakahara Chuya: ...don't call someone else if you can't figure it out yourself!He can't do it either!

"What's the matter with suddenly calling Mr. Chuya? I can help." Yokozaki Yukiya asked.

"Since your name is Chuya, let's read a poem by Chuya Nakahara." Edogawa clapped his hands in disorder, saying as if he was real: "Although I don't know why you like these writers so much, but since we live in them It would also be fun to do something about it in the shell of me."

!!!

Yokozaki Yukiya seemed to be overwhelmed by the great sense of happiness: "Is it really possible? Recite poetry? Will this be too troublesome..."

"...I will only read the most famous poem." Zhongyuan Zhong also pressed the brim of his hat, damn it, he only read that poem once, and the other party believed that he could remember it?

"If you don't dislike it, you can listen to it. You have been busy for a long time, so sit down and rest for a while."

"Okay! Yes!" Yokosaki Yukiya ignored the odds and ends in his hands, quickly took off his gloves, washed his hands, went to sit on the sofa, hugged the pillow and stared at Nakahara Nakaya with bright eyes.The expectation in it overflows like magma, flowing and burning slowly.

"So happy." His mood was more or less complicated.

"Although I am very grateful for your dedication, you will not understand." Yokozaki Yukiya bent his eyes and said something that could be called excessive.

Nakahara Chuya: "Okay."

What else can he say.

"...

in filthy sorrow

no hope, no wish

in filthy sorrow

When we are tired, we fantasize about death. "

……

"I've tried to endure the loneliness

My wrist is useless..."

The teenager curled up on the sofa murmured, deeply, deeply retracted into the blanket, his frowning eyebrows gradually relaxed, and he returned to calm.

"He fell asleep." Edogawa Ranpo said softly.

"What did he read just now?" Nakahara Chuya turned his head and looked at Edogawa Ranpo who was closer to the phone.

Edogawa Ranpo: "Come and check yourself." Do you expect Ranpo-sama to help you with such boring work?

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He swallowed his anger and climbed off the coffee table lightly, across the entire living room, to the mobile phone still lying on the ground.Ranpo Edogawa glanced at it, then sat back in his seat without interest, and began to think about what to do with the evening snack.Yukiya Yokosaki won't wake up for a short time, and the only reason to wake him up is gone. Sure enough, he can only enslave Hat-kun?

He rested his chin in thought, a soft, deliberately low voice came from under the table, as if he was afraid of waking up something.

"...you gloomy and filthy tolerance

Don't... wake me up again. "

Another he woke up.

Supernatural powers, Huangba spit, in the filthy sorrow, gravity control.

It's great, you don't have to walk, and after shrinking, the house is terribly big.

This seems to be the end of his thinking, everything will stop between black and red.

He closed his eyes.

In a blur, he saw...

A burst of faint white light shines from around Zhongye Zhongye, covering the red wound around his body, gradually suppressing the ever-expanding supernatural power.Compared with the deep and dark gravity, the blue and white intertwined light was inconspicuous, but it enveloped him uncompromisingly, preventing the filth from escaping.

"Scared the famous detective," said Edogawa Ranpo who didn't move, "You are the kind of person with special ability that can't end."

Nakahara Chuya: "...I didn't expect that."

Who would have thought of this!It's not that he has supernatural powers at all, it's that he's restricting that ability, he was born in a laboratory, can this kind of power be mass-produced?And the white light just now, what is that?Special restrictions?

Edogawa glanced at him in disorder, and sighed: "Ah - I'm so tired, I don't want to worry about it at all, isn't it what you should do to make Mr. Detective happy to eat snacks? If it suits me, everything will be fine , that's right."

Zhongyuan Zhong also collected his attention and raised his head: "I will praise you, Chaos."

Edogawa Ranpo: "...No need! Only this point, no-no-need-need!"

Damn, this guy learns too fast!The famous detective doesn't think so! !

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Tentatively at the edge of Larang (without

Surprised to find that there are clicks, how did I find this article... Ah, it would be better if there are comments, although I feel that there will be no one to care about it, after all, it is completely self-created. , I am not very satisfied with many places, but it is not easy to find time to write in a busy life. I really don’t have time to refine and revise... I hope someone can point out typos or something, my hand cancer is quite serious

Although this article has been crazily OOC for private settings, but I like this setting very much~ I will work hard to finish writing (...)!