The three-dimensional me is incompatible with the paper people

Small tea room.

Since Qingque became a student of Natsume Soseki, it was the first time for the four masters and apprentices to get together.Of course, Edogawa Ranpo is also indispensable.

When Mori Ogai learned that Qingque had become his little junior sister, his expression twisted again, even Alice couldn't stand it, and came out and punched Mori Ogai.

Even Fukuzawa Yukichi couldn't bear to look directly at him, standing in front of Qingque, he almost drew his sword and slashed at the opposite Lolicon.

Of course, the chaotic scene was stopped by Natsume Soseki.

After all, people are still teachers, so we have to show some face.

"Ahem! Qingque, even if you don't plan to participate, there are still some things that I need to talk to you about."

Qingque sat upright, and then habitually poured a cup of tea for the old man.

"Seeing that you are going to make a long speech, let's have a cup of tea first." Qing Que said.

Natsume Soseki was silent, then took a sip from his teacup.

Should he really say that his third disciple is sensible?Or naughty?

Afterwards, Qingque learned about the [Three Moments Concept] that Natsume Soseki had said.

"That is to say, it is preliminarily confirmed that the night is controlled by the Mafia, and the day is the Supernatural Secret Service, so what about the evening?" Qing Que asked.

"On this point, of course I am with Uncle Fukuzawa!" Ranbu puffed out his chest confidently.

At this time, the boy no longer wore the black uniform he used to wear, but changed into a brown British-style detective uniform. A small beret twisted on his head, as if he could see his soft body just by pulling it off. cat ears.

"Yes. The students came here this time, in order to better display their talents in Ranpo, and came to seek the help of the teacher." Fukuzawa Yukichi said to Natsume Soseki.

Qingque made up her mind that she didn't want to do any messy work, so she quietly made tea for herself.

Ranbu sat down between Qingque and Mori Ogai, grinning at Mori Ogai, not forgetting to mock the bald-headed Mori Ogai.

When Ogai Mori was wronged, of course he had to find someone to complain about, but it was impossible for the teacher. Alice would only gloat, so she could only cry and find Qingque.

"Barrow sauce~ I'm not bald, right?"

Qingque couldn't help but drifted to Mori Ogai's hairline and stayed for three seconds before turning away.

"Actually, there's nothing you can do when you reach a certain age. But don't worry, it won't become Mediterranean."

About whether Mori Ogai will really go bald, Qingque is not too worried.Think about it, how can the paper man who is one of the main characters be Mediterranean?

As for Mori Ogai's relatively high hairline, it is probably the author's setting.Therefore, it is impossible for Mori Ogai to want the Mediterranean Sea, but it is also not allowed to want to grow hair.

"Hey! Even Sparrow-chan said that, so sad, so sad~"

No matter where you walk, Mori Ogai will make an inch of it. Holding the blue bird, he moved towards Fukuzawa Yukichi, "The bald man stay away from my little bird, I will be infected by your stupid breath!"

Alice was also gloating next to Mori Ogai, "Hehehe, no one likes Rintaro, Rintaro deserves it!"

"No! Chick! Even so, Alice-chan and Bird-chan are so cute too!"

The corner of Qingque's mouth twitched.

I really can't imagine that this guy used to be a military doctor.

While playing around, the conversation between Fukuzawa Yukichi and Natsume Soseki ended.

With Edogawa Ranpo as the axis, the Armed Detective Agency was established and was in charge of the evening in Yokohama.

For this, Qing Que always felt the shock.

"Does Qingque have any ideas?"

Seeing Qingque's strange expression, Natsume Soseki asked.

"I'm curious, where is the Yokohama government?"

As soon as this question came up, Natsume Soseki and Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't say anything, but Mori Ogai laughed out loud first.

"Pfft! Sparrow sauce is really innocent and cute at certain times."

Qingque raised her eyebrows, waiting for his next words.

Mori Ogai said with a smile: "The current government in Yokohama is just a decoration."

Qingque blinked, smiled, and said, "I have a request."

"Miss Qingque, please tell me." Fukuzawa Yukichi said.

"Radium Bowl Street." She picked up the teacup and looked at her own reflection in the cup, "When the [Three Moments Concept] is established, can I take care of Radium Bowl Street?"

"Of course, it's just the right to manage Radium Bowl Street for a period of time. After that, I will return it in full."

As for who to return it to, Qingque didn't say.

This point, we have to wait until the [Three Moment Concept] is established to know.

……

When Fujita came to the door with the sample book, Yokohama had already begun to show signs of winter.

At this time, Oda Sakunosuke was writing and drawing beside Qingque.

Probably because of Qingque's suggestion that day, Oda Sakunosuke completely gave up his career as a killer, turned around and joined the port of Mafia, and became a low-level miscellaneous employee.Then set the goal of becoming a novelist, report to the bookstore on time every week, and then ask Qing Que some questions.

After going back and forth, the two turned out to be very good friends.

"Teacher Yamanori! I'm here with samples!" Fujita bowed at ninety degrees to Qingque as soon as he entered the door.

The corners of Qingque's eyes twitched, "Ah, Fujita."

Fujita took out the sample book and presented it to Qingque with both hands, "If you have any dissatisfaction with Yamatori-sensei, please tell us, we will definitely complete it according to your preferences!"

"It's not necessary." Qingque took the book.

The cover is very simple, just a simple "Sakura".White bottom, black lettering.

Turn to the back, is a brief introduction.

"Everyone is thinking about their own origin."

"Sakura is Sakura, and so is everyone in Yokohama."

"Use warm and everyday words to write the essence of human beings! It is a guiding light for people when they are confused!"

Fortunately, the introduction is not too exaggerated.

Qingque took a rough look and handed the book back to Fujita.

"There is nothing dissatisfied, I trust you." Qingque said to Fujita.

What he said brought tears to Fujita's eyes again, and Qingque quickly stopped him as he was about to get another seat.

It was another burst of Fujita's rainbow fart, which finally sent people away.

Looking at the deserted bookstore, Qing Que had a bad feeling for some reason.

Needless to say, the books of the publishing house will be sold here in the future.

I suddenly feel a little ashamed to sell my own book or something.

He told Oda how he felt, but Oda didn't find it strange.

"If I feel unwell, I can help the teacher take care of the bookstore's business." Oda said.

"Let's call me Qing Que. It's really strange for acquaintances to call me Teacher. You can also call me Miss Qing."

Oda nodded, "Okay, teacher."

Qingque: ...

"Speaking of which, what do you low-level handymen usually do?"

On a whim, Qingque asked Oda.

"A lot. Dealing with dead bodies, dismantling bombs, dealing with emotional entanglements with bosses, everything."

"I understand the handling of corpses and bomb disposal, but do you still need to take care of things like emotional entanglements?"

"So, don't you need it?" Oda's expression showed slight doubts.

Qingque thought for a while, "I don't know. I haven't had close contact with other low-level personnel, so I don't know."

"Ah, since the teacher seems to know everything, I couldn't help asking."

"What made you insist on calling me teacher?"

Oda thought about it for a long time, and said, "Because Qingque seems to be a teacher."

"Is that so? It sounds reasonable."

Before time travel, Qing Que did work as teacher Ma Yuan for a while, but for some reason, the students were quite afraid of her.

That's how the name of the teacher passed.

When Qing Que put on a thick sweater, the publishing house sent over the finished book "Sakura".

Box by box, because of Fujita's special instructions, he also kindly helped Qingque move into the bookstore, tidy up the bookshelves and arrange them.

Qingque didn't do anything, just watched.

Next, Qingque waited for the first person to come to buy books.

Of course, after getting the books, Qing Que immediately signed several limited collector's editions, and then gave them to her seniors, teachers and friends.

Oda cherished it and said that he would recommend it to colleagues who work together.

But Luanbu felt that one book was not enough, and Qing Que wanted to give two more.There are three books in total, one for viewing, one for collection, and one for recommending to others.

What can Qingque do?Of course I love it.Ranpo is really cute, isn't it?

While sitting in the bookstore flipping through books, I saw a middle-aged man come in.

The man saw the best-seller recommendation in the middle at first glance, but he quickly skipped it.

Qingque glanced lightly, didn't care, and continued to read.

My handwritten manuscript looks good, but the finished book looks different.

"Little girl, do you have any recommended books?" The man finally came to the front desk.

Qing Que looked up, seeing the man's startled eyes, and asked, "Do you have any requests?"

The man recovered from the girl's appearance, realized his impoliteness, and lowered his head.

"It's all right, as long as it's not a book about moaning about diseases."

After hearing this, Qing Que smiled, "That's difficult, because most of the books on the market are moaning without disease. If you must pursue the interestingness of the story, or simply pass the time, I can recommend some interesting light novels and comics."

"No, novels are fine. As long as you're not moaning for nothing, and the stories aren't so old-fashioned, they're fine. I don't expect to see so-called thought-provoking works anymore."

"Really?" Qingque tilted her head.

"Then you can take a look at this one." Qing Que turned over the book in her hand and showed it to the man.

""Sakura"? What are you talking about?" the man asked.

Qingque smiled, "You need to discover this by yourself."

The man looked troubled.

"If you feel entangled, you can read it here. It doesn't matter if you read it and put it back. Everyone who likes to read is welcome in the bookstore." Qingque said.

The man finally nodded, turned around and went to the bestseller recommendation position.

Qing Que, who advertised for herself, felt better by a few percentage points, then lowered her head and continued to read.

No, I still feel a little ashamed when I think about it carefully.

It has been a long time since I advertised myself.

Shaking her head, Qing Que put the strange thoughts behind her.