Don't compete with fairy tale vests

Sitting on the shoulder of the ghost fire spirit, Yumeno Hisaku suddenly found that even the world he saw seemed to be different from before.

The place where the eyes are looking at is no longer the hem of the trousers and skirts of the adults, and the sky that has been covered is no longer what you look up.

You don’t need to walk by yourself, and you don’t need to worry about your own abilities. You just need to devote yourself to the joy of going out. It’s so easy and fun.

The sky was so blue, even though he was still on the ground, he felt that such a clear sky was easier to touch than what he saw in the chief's office.

"Where should we go next?"

The brave man with a particularly long name supported the boy with one hand to prevent him from slipping off his shoulders, and held the map he just bought from the newsstand in the other hand, racking his brains as if he was thinking about what would be better than slaying a dragon. Still more difficult questions.

"I'm a little hungry." Yumeno Hisaku, who had been forgetting to eat because of excitement, didn't feel his stomach growling until he came out of Senmonji Temple.

"Hey! Then let's focus on filling our stomachs." Thinking that the hood was almost a small sugar biscuit eaten by himself, the brave man gave a guilty laugh twice, and hurriedly looked for a place to eat according to the map.

At this moment, Yumeno Hisaku suddenly noticed something small wriggling in the brave man's hood.He curiously touched it with his heel, but the little thing dodged quickly, kicking the will-o'-the-wisp instead.

A toad emerged from the youth's hat. It was white like suet and had a pair of golden eyes.For some reason, Yumeno Hisaku saw a bit of contempt in its small eyes.

The cavity under the white toad's big mouth swelled a bit, but it was not an ugly frog cry, but a crisp sound similar to wind chimes.

Hisakusaku opened his eyes wide in surprise, his eyes blurred, and then he hit his head. The toad, which always has a majestic temperament, unceremoniously found a comfortable place on top of his head and squatted down, as if holding the boy's body. Your hair is your home.

"My God, Upf, how did you get on top of the princess?"

When sitting down in a coffee shop called "Urlpool", the brave man found the white toad squatting on Yumeno Kusaku's hair arrogantly, and hurried up to drive the little thing off, but it seemed to have the opposite effect.

The original bell toad named Upf was placed aside, and immediately rang like an alarm clock. Fortunately, there was no one in the coffee shop at this time, otherwise the scene would be very embarrassing.

But the noisy bell toad still attracted the attention of the waitress.

The hostess with a gentle smile on her face gently persuaded: "Sir, please remember to turn off the alarm clock."

Forced by the coercion behind her smile, the brave man with a particularly long name muttered in a low voice, "It's not an ordinary thing like an alarm clock, this is my partner Boiling Sea Reef, the original bell toad Upf." Stuff the white toad back into his pocket.

Back in the dark and warm conditions, the bell toad, which had been barking non-stop, stopped its noisy behavior.

The child's eyes with strange pupils were fixed on the farce in front of him, all of which were new to him.

"what is that?"

Hearing Yumeno Hisaku's question, Mr. Brave, who was still languid because he disturbed others, immediately became full of energy again.

"Good question." The black-skinned wisp looked around furtively, making sure that the waitress was not looking, and then mysteriously took the toad named Upf out of his pocket.

Upf is much more sensible than his master, and he was very calm about being exhibited again, honestly, he didn't show his voice again, but Yumeno Hisaku always felt that he could see a trace of it from the pointy toad face. dislike.

"This is Upf, a primitive bell toad that lives in my hometown in the Boiling Sea. It sounds like a wind chime and has many functions. It's super cool!"

"Let me show you," the swollen white toad was held up in front of the boy by his master with both hands, and the will-o'-the-wisp shouted loudly, "Roar, my shuddering king, Belltoad Wupf!"

"Quack——" Not only did the white toad not chirp like a bell as the brave man had hoped, but he uttered like an ordinary toad and provocatively rolled away the cake in front of the will-o'-the-wisp with his nimble tongue.

"Hey, this is mine!"

Along with the brave man's protest was loud laughter from the table behind.

Yumeno Hisaku looked over the Will-o'-the-wisp's shoulder towards the place where the laughter came from, and was facing a smiling face.

It was a person who looked like a child, wearing a detective suit, but it didn't make people feel that he was a child playing detective games. He had an intelligent and innocent temperament, and he was embarrassed by the will-o'-the-wisp The look of wanton mocking.

Edogawa Ranpo noticed them when they came in from this wonderful group of one big and one small.As a detective, he has always been more sensitive to such special characters than ordinary people, and the movement of Mr. Silver Wolf subconsciously holding the saber beside him proves the unusualness of the nondescript pair of ghost fire spirit and Yumeno Hisaku.

Originally, the detective just wanted to take a good look at it, but he saw the scene of the ghost being teased by his pet, so he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"You're just a middle school idiot." Edogawa Ranpo pressed the brim of his hat childishly, and commented mercilessly.

"Did I say something wrong?" Suddenly, he felt the boy holding the doll's undisguised hostility towards him, and Ranpo complained aggrievedly, but Fukuzawa Yukichi next to him was neither serious nor light. knocked on the head.

"Sorry, mess up."

On the road, Fukuzawa Yukichi, who enjoys the title of "Silver Wolf", teaches Ranpo Edogawa, who always loves to poke people's pain, to take care of the children diligently, but the breath around him dare not relax.

Indeed, as Ranpo said, the most threatening ghost fire spirit is the safest one here, and it is the child who looks harmless.

The man quickly glanced at the direction of Yumeno Kusaku, he would not recognize the smell, this child has probably experienced the darkness of this city, and is even a member of it.

"You idiot in the second grade? Is the big brother introducing himself?" Yumeno Hisaku hugged the scary-looking doll, showing an innocent smile, and there seemed to be some kind of white flowers blooming behind him.Although he doesn't know exactly what the Second Second Disease is, it doesn't prevent him from fighting back, such as yin and yang strange qi, he has already been taught by Osamu Dazai.

"That's not it!" Sure enough, the childish Mr. Detective immediately jumped like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"How could Mr. Ranbu be confused with that kind of immature kid? This is not a cosplay for children! I am a real detective!"

Edogawa retorted angrily and loudly, even opened his eyes that had been squinted before, and stared at Yumeno Kusaku with round blue cat pupils, if Fukuzawa Yukichi was not here, he would probably have rushed Go up and talk to the boy.

"I don't believe it, just a little bit," Hisaku Yumeno grabbed the corner of the will-o'-the-wisp's cloak, hid behind the magician and made a playful face at the little detective, "unless the big brother can prove his identity."

Fukuzawa Yukichi sat at the side silently. He originally didn't want to have more contact with people who might be related to the underworld, but since Yumeno Kusaku and the two had no malicious intentions, Edogawa Ranpo was also right. Simply stand by and drink tea.

The number of stages of Ranpo can't be compared with Yumeno Kusaku. Mr. Detective was very angry, but he immediately became confident when he heard the boy's words.

"In that case, let Lord Ranpo take a look."

The transparent lens was put on the bridge of the nose by the young man: "Extraordinary power - super reasoning."

A wind blowing from nowhere lifted the detective's cloak.

"So that's it, I understand." The short black-haired young man nodded as if he had realized something, as if he had everything in mind, even Yumeno Hisaku also believed it to a certain extent.

He doesn't really know anything, right? The boy is suddenly a little worried, but is there really someone who can know everything at a glance?

He suddenly thought of Osamu Dazai, the man who cast a shadow over his childhood was almost the smartest person he had ever seen, and he couldn't imagine what it would be like to have a more detached wisdom than that man, so he was dubious about it in his heart .

"You are a member of the port Mafia, right? You are also a dangerous psychopath. No wonder you are rarely released."

In the past, Edogawa Ranpo had more or less learned some basic ways of life that he didn't quite understand, so he wouldn't talk nonsense about other people's information obtained by reasoning, but this time he was really provoked The heart, of course, can't take care of these.

Seeing that Yumeno Hisaku didn't respond, the detective "cut" in dissatisfaction. Fukuzawa Yukichi had a bad premonition, but it was too late to stop Ranpo and continued talking.

"You have done a lot of amazing things with your supernatural powers. So many people have died. No wonder the leader of Mafia at the port is so afraid of you." The detective took off his glasses and put them back in his pocket, looking at the opposite side proudly, only to find that he was showing off The subject has lowered his head since just now.

Edogawa Ranpo felt that he had already gained the upper hand in this war of words, and was interrupted just as he was about to pursue the victory.

"Shut up! What nonsense are you talking about!" Yumeno Hisaku didn't dare to look at the situation on the ghost fire spirit's side, but vented his emotions to the unknown detective with some hysterics.

I'm obviously trying my best to forget, why do I have to remember it!

Knowing this, will Big Brother still think I'm a princess?Yumeno Hisaku didn't dare to bet, he could only deny the detective's reasoning with pale words.

"That." As if he had just recovered, the voice of the magician with a particularly long name sounded suddenly in the coffee shop.