This famous detective is too cute

Hearing Naomi Tanizaki's words, the Armed Detective Agency was quiet for a moment.

Dazai Osamu was the fastest to jump up from the window sill. He was just lying there with a book on his face and taking a nap in the sun. He jumped over when he heard Tanizaki Naomi's words, and even ran over to open the box very happily.

"Since it's an entrustment, there's nothing I can do, and I haven't eaten for three days."

He touched his little belly, which he couldn't see at all, and complained,

"I lost my wallet when I entered the water before, and I have been spending my days on Kunikida-kun's wallet for the past two days..."

"You bastard, so it was you who took my wallet away!"

"Hey hey, hurry up and eat the cake, and then remember to give Miss Shiraishi your impressions and suggestions for improvement, it's entrusted!"

"...Since it's a commission, there's nothing I can do..."

Tanizaki Naomi cut the cake according to the number of people in the Armed Detective Agency, and squinted at Edogawa Ranpo who was sitting on the desk and gnawed delicious food. It was surprising that the other party had no motivation for Shiraishi Yuki's cake.

Could it be that there was a psychological shadow after getting drunk last time?

"Mr. Ranpo, I'll put the cake here."

Haruno Kirako didn't think too much about it, she took the excellent cake from Tanizaki Naomi and put it on Edogawa Ranpo's table.

"Thanks."

Edogawa ranpo biting the delicious stick, looking through the newspaper at the cake on the corner of the table, Naomi Tanizaki cut it beautifully, the small piece given to him happened to have a complete flower bed on it, three Viola blooms gorgeously and charmingly.

He squeezed the newspaper tightly, and finally put down the newspaper in his hand, picked up a small fork and stuffed a lot of the most beautiful pansies into his mouth.

The sweet, pansy-flavored cream melted in his mouth instantly. The whipped cream was different from the hard cream cakes he had eaten before. It was light and soft, as dense and delicate as clouds To the mouthfeel that is completely unaware of the weight.

But the dense and delicate aroma is faintly lingering on the tip of the nose, and the light and sweet taste brings some irresistible charm. Edogawa ranpo lowered his eyes, and stuffed the blossoming pansies into it one mouthful after another. In his mouth, as more pansies entered his mouth, he keenly noticed the difference in the taste of each flower, the aroma, sweetness and even a little sour taste that could not be tasted carefully.

He swallowed all the cream on the top layer expressionlessly, and looked at the soft and tender cake embryo at the bottom showing a little disgust, and then stuffed the cake embryo that had already eaten the cream into his mouth in two or three bites.

"……good to eat."

Edogawa Ranpo frowned, and admitted with some reluctance that Yuuki Shiraishi's cake was indeed delicious.

Even when Osamu Dazai asked "Is it too sweet", many people nodded thoughtfully.

"Also, if I add some canned crab meat, I think it will taste better."

"What kind of dark food are you?!"

"That's it... Everyone thinks it's a bit sweet... Do you have any comments, Mr. Ranpo?" Tanizaki Naomi wrote down the opinions of the members of the Armed Detective Agency one by one after tasting the cake, and finally walked to Edogawa Ranpo's before.

"delicious."

Edogawa wiped the cream on the corners of his lips at random, and pressed the hat on his head, so that Naomi Tanizaki could not see the expression on his face.

Just said something in a low voice.

"I have no other comment."

Tanizaki Naomi looked up at Edogawa Ranpo seriously, and after seeing that he really had no opinion, he recorded it seriously, and then fed back the result to Shiraishi Yuki.

"Hey... Do you think it's too sweet?"

Shiraishi Yuuki propped up her swollen face with a surprised expression.

"I thought everyone would prefer the improved taste."

The ratio of milk flavor, cheese ratio and sweetness ratio of the one she developed at the beginning was slightly weaker, but it always felt that something was missing when I tasted it. I grabbed Amuro and tasted it again. After listening to his opinion, I improved the taste and tried it again. The second version, this time won the approval of most people, and even the owner of the cat house placed many orders with her through guests from different worlds.

But Shiraishi Yuki still felt that something was missing while eating, and this lack tickled her heart like a kitten stretching out its claws tentatively.

After being knocked out of a big bag by Edogawa Ranpo, she went back and changed the taste. This time, the proportion and sweetness of lemon juice were increased, the milky taste was diluted, and the floral fragrance was highlighted.

The third improvement won the favor of Earl D and Abel. The silver-haired priest even stared at her with shining eyes like a puppy.

What she asked Tanizaki Naomi to bring back was the cake she tried for the third time, in exchange for most people's evaluation of "too sweet", and the only vote, Edogawa Ranpo's "just right."

"That's it... Then I'll try to change the taste again, thank you, Miss Naomi." Shiraishi Yuki rolled her eyes at Edogawa Ranpo's "delicious" comment, and replied to Tanizaki Naomi in a relaxed tone, and said: Not hit.

"Oh, but I think it tastes good..."

Abel, who also saw the evaluation of the members of the Armed Detective Agency, was very surprised. He still felt that the sweetness was not enough. If more sugar was added, it might taste better...

As a result, the answer given by others was "too sweet".

"Abel probably tastes like a child?"

Shiraishi Yuki put away her phone, and responded to the ex-priest's emotion with a smile.

"Eh, is that so?" The vampire hunter, who has been rated as a "kid's taste" despite being an adult for an unknown number of years, couldn't help feeling embarrassed.

"It's decided. I'll choose the second version that I improved with Mr. Amuro." Shiraishi Yuki quickly made a decision, respecting everyone's tastes. As for the third version that is preferred by a few people, it can be released as a limited product.

Only for those special friends who are particularly fond of this heavy sugar.

"There are so many differences?"

Fu Heisher, who was finally called back by Shiraishi Yuki to help, frowned. He also ate the second and third versions of the cake, saying that there was no difference at all.

"Shi Er, you big devil of taste, don't be greedy in this kind of delicate taste identification activities."

Shiraishi Yuki rolled his eyes angrily, this bastard ate the cake like someone else took it bite by bite, he just swallowed it in big mouthfuls, and he thought the cake was too light and not enough to fill his stomach!

"Let me tell you, you will be beaten to death by my seniors."

Yuki Shiraishi thought of the seniors he met when he was still studying at Yuanyue Academy, and remembered those people's persistence and pursuit of food, and he couldn't help but shed a cold sweat.

You can't talk about people during the day, and you can't talk about ghosts at night. She just remembered the seniors of Yuanyue Academy when she suddenly heard her phone ring.

"Hello?"

Seeing that it was a number with no contact information saved, Shiraishi Yuki was a little puzzled, and then heard a slightly picky voice on the other end of the phone, "Xiao Yuuki, haven't seen you for so many years, have you managed to grow taller? "

"Senior Four Palaces!"

Yuuki Shiraishi couldn't help grinding her teeth when she heard this voice that was still familiar even though she hadn't heard it for a long time.

Hey, although she already knew that Shinomiya Kojiro was coming back, she was still not ready to bear his usual venomous tongue...

"Why did you call me suddenly? Have you arrived in Yokohama?"

Habitually ignoring Shinomiya Kojiro's greetings, Shiraishi Yuki asked the question that concerned her the most.

Kojiro Shinomiya called himself suddenly, did he follow that French group to Yokohama?

"Ah, because there is still some time before the opening ceremony, so I plan to take a stroll around..." Kojiro Shinomiya stood in Yokohama Port in casual clothes, standing in this legendary city full of people with supernatural powers, with little heart The insight kindled an impulse.

"What's the matter with you?"

Before Shiraishi Yuki on the other end of the phone could react, he couldn't help it, "It was agreed before that we would open a sweet shop that impressed me, why was it blasted twice in three days when I was in Tokyo, and came to After Yokohama, there was no sound at all, could it be because of fear?"

Kojiro Shinomiya's tone was full of sarcasm that could easily hit Yuuki Shiraishi's point, "It hasn't been so many years, your cooking skills are the same as your stature, and you still haven't improved at all?"

"Heh," Yuuki Shiraishi sneered when she heard Kojiro Shinomiya's words, she clenched the fork tightly, watching Abel beside her hesitate to speak.

"Do you want to compete?" She whispered softly, but her light golden eyes flashed with a sign of the approaching storm, "I dare not say anything else, but I still have some confidence in my dessert skills."

In addition to opening the dessert shop in Mihua Town, Tokyo, which suffered from bad luck from time to time, she did not forget to run around in her spare time to connect with her former classmates, Earl D, a dessert master, and the Suzuki family. Ms. Suzuki, who has tasted world-renowned desserts and has a tricky tongue, even if her craftsmanship cannot be fully verified by running a store, these diners are enough to give her very good suggestions for improvement.

"Hehe," Shinomiya Kojiro also laughed twice when he heard the elementary school girl on the other end of the phone, "Are you comparing desserts with me?"

He is the first Japanese to receive the "Medal of Prosper". Although he is better at cooking and processing fruits and vegetables than the usual French food that focuses on meat dishes, he is in the fierce battle zone of France. A chef who lives at the forefront and owns his own shop, SHINO'S.

The chef who survived the fierce battle in France, dare you say that he is not good at desserts?

"Listen, little dwarf, if you want me to eat halberds with you, you have to pay a much higher price than in the academy."

"No problem, I also really want to know how far Senior Sigong has studied in France for so many years."

Shiraishi Yuki frowned, smiled and made an appointment with the senior whom he had not seen for many years, and at the same time threw a car key to the silver-haired ex-priest who was still curiously listening to the conversation.

"Abel, I leave it to you, go and fetch Senior Sigong back."

The little girl was full of smiles, and there was no tension on her face.

"Use the skills you learned from Mr. Amuro to pass the driving test perfectly, and use all your hard work to fully demonstrate it."

"As soon as possible, bring Senior Shinomiya back from the port pier."

"As soon as possible."

"I can't wait to meet him."

Taking the car keys from Shiraishi Yuki, Abel could easily find that this was a brand new car that had never had an owner.

Clenching the car keys in his hand, Abel took a deep breath and recalled all the tension, excitement, and pain that he had sitting in the co-pilot of Toru Amuro during the days when he was learning to drive.

With determination on his face, "I see."