Half-blood mixed rice daily

Yokohama Co□□oWorld.

This is a very famous large-scale comprehensive playground in Yokohama. The landmark facility is the eye-catching 112.5-meter-high landmark clock Ferris wheel.

Of course, in addition to this, there are carousel horses, roller coasters, banana boats, waterway sailing and other recreational facilities that can be seen in general playgrounds.

"This is the headquarters of the Port Mafia, and there are many gang conflicts. From the standpoint of an armed detective agency, you can't just come and play if you are not accompanied by anyone."

Edogawa Ranpo explained the reason why he came here with a slightly regretful tone, and then pinched Shiina Yuu's sleeve emotionally, and looked up at the young man who was slightly taller than him expectantly.

——The other party said that he was 27 years old, and his real age would only be older. Calling him a youth is a bit too young!

You Sheng: ... I am very grateful for not directly addressing me as an old man.

"Shiina, no matter what facility I play, you will accompany me, right?"

Can anyone say no to Ranpo Cutie's request?

No.

"Of course, my dear Ranpo-kun."

You Sheng patted the little detective on the head through the hat, and then took the other's hand: "Okay, let's buy tickets first, and then order a play guide, shall we?"

"Uh-huh!"

Ranpo has the talent to directly see through the truth, although in the early years he couldn't understand why the grown-ups in this world would turn a blind eye to the obvious facts, and even became angry and angry because he revealed the facts-but now he is almost I can already understand the ignorance of the world and tolerate those who have the appearance of adults and the thinking ability of babies.

After meeting Fukuzawa Yukichi and knowing that his uniqueness is due to the world's number one superhuman ability [Super Reasoning], all problems were easily solved.

He has also grown a lot in the past few years of living with Fukuzawa Yukichi as a partner.Who can be trusted, who should be guarded against, how to protect oneself... After a little thought, these are not difficult problems, as long as you want to do, there is nothing a detective can't do!

In short, Edogawa Ranpo felt that Yuu Shiina was a man who could be trusted and relied on, even if the other party was not human and was spying on his own blood.

Anyway, the agreement has already come into force, and the trade must be done to the other party in the end, so why not just have fun.

"Wait a little bit." After confirming the full itinerary, Yousheng took Luanbu's hand and tapped on his wrist, "Excuse me for being rude, in order to avoid accidents and not being able to find you, please allow me to do it for you." A little mark."

Luanbu looked at his wrist that was lightly pressed, and blinked suspiciously: "What is this?"

He felt nothing and saw nothing.

"It's a small spiritual mark that can sense where you are at any time. I will disappear after I send you back to the Armed Detective Agency."

"It's really convenient. Are ordinary onmyojis this powerful?"

The half-blood boy smiled, his red eyes gleaming, elegant and confident: "No, I'm probably the only one who is so powerful."

"Oh! As expected, I, a famous detective, have chosen the guard!"

"Yes, Mr. Ranpo has a good eye."

Yousheng's sincere praise made Luanbu feel even better - who wouldn't like to admire himself, praise himself, love him, let go of all his willful demands, and have a good personality himself!

And Yousheng himself also likes Ranpo's straightforward and cheerful personality, and many things can be understood without explaining to the other party. For smart people, getting along with Ranpo, a cute and lively little genius, is more relaxed and happy.

According to the schedule, after having lunch at the family restaurant in the amusement park at noon, You Sheng bought a double serving of cones and went to line up for the Ferris wheel with Luanbu, who was full of snacks in his arms.

Wouldn't it be wonderful to have a private conversation and do things that will not be disturbed while watching the scenery of Yokohama while digesting food?

The Ferris wheel slowly rises into the sky.

The nearest across the bay are the five black buildings that look like landmarks in Yokohama—the headquarters of the Port Mafia, arrogantly occupying everyone's sight and casting a shadow over the entire city.

However, today's port mafia does not have the absolute strength to match this arrogance.

"Do you also know the three-moment concept?"

For Ranpo, snacks are probably stored in another stomach pouch—just like every girl has another stomach dedicated to desserts.

So even though he had just had lunch, the little detective sitting opposite You Sheng had already opened the potato chips and began to eat them.

"Mr. Natsume did say that he probably just didn't want my appearance to break the balance of the three-hour concept."

"Then do you know why Mr. Natsume chose this time to tell you the three-hour plan?"

"Ok?"

"Two-thirds of the three-quarter concept has been completed before, which is the part of the Armed Detective Agency and the Ability Secret Service Section, but the corner about the mafia has been vacant, and not long ago, the leader of the Hong Kong gangster was replaced. .”

"Mori Ogai." Yousheng knew a lot of information but couldn't show it clearly, "Is he related to Mr. Natsume?"

"That's right, that doctor, like the president, is a disciple of Natsume-san."

"So that's the way it is. The three-quarter conception really started after Mori Ogai came to power."

As the axis of the Armed Detective Agency, Ranpo will do what should be done by the way.

"Your power is more inclined to the world over there... I don't quite understand why you knew everything from the beginning and were carrying out some kind of plan, but now you are wavering."

The delicate and beautiful boy with black hair and red eyes was silent for a while.

"Shake, maybe." Those red eyes reflected the scenery of the whole city through the glass window of the Ferris wheel, "I just think, even if I leave it alone, this world won't be easily destroyed, right?"

"But..." Luanbu blinked in confusion, "You like this city more than saving the world, right? You have something you want to do, right? It's not a 'responsibility' or a 'must do it' 'things', but your own desires."

What do you want to change, where do you want to blend in.

Compared with those boring plans and responsibilities, in this world where he can mess around with himself, he also has things he wants to do, right?

After all, his body was still stained with the shadow of that person's heavy depression.

And this world itself is a place arranged by the government of time for him to relax freely, without restraint, and follow his heart to do what he loves to do.

Even if you have a long life, you should not live up to your time.

Life isn't just about desperately writing scripts.

"It's unbelievable." The half-blood stretched out his hands to the little detective who was eating snacks, with a gentle smile, "I want you very much right now, Luanbu. Please sit in my arms."

Shocked by this sudden and unexpected development, the potato chips in his hand stuttered: ... What?

"Don't you want to try the feeling of being bitten by a vampire? I will try my best to be gentle. Also, unlike vampires who cannot bask in the sun, humans who have been bitten by me will not become vampires."

"Now? Here?" The little detective looked around, "It's indeed a good place where you won't be disturbed..."

"Right?"

Ranpo was confused that the planned time should be at night instead of noon, but it seemed quite appropriate.

So the little detective put down the potato chips, wiped his mouth casually, and sat face to face on the half-blood's lap.

...There seems to be something wrong.

It does seem to be a very convenient position as far as eating is concerned.

You Sheng supported the confused little detective's waist with one hand, took out a handkerchief and wiped the potato chip crumbs from the corner of the detective's mouth, and then took off the other's hat.

"It won't hurt, right? Although it doesn't hurt."

"It won't hurt, and it will be very comfortable."

"This is the so-called hunter's trap, right? Like the kind where poisonous mushrooms are very beautiful."

"Are you complimenting my beauty? What an honor."

In short, the awkward little detective pouted and puffed up his cheeks: "Okay, hurry up!"

It's too weird to deliver it to someone to bite!

It's not a child anymore, sitting on an adult's lap!

Clever Ranbu finally found the reason why he felt awkward!

He is already old, the posture of a child coaxed by an adult is not suitable for such a handsome detective like him!

"Hey, hello, my dear Mr. Ranpo."

Yuu Shiina is in a good mood right now.

Not only did the conversation with Ranbu make him face what he really wanted to do, but also the self-conscious and well-behaved visit of the prey really poked his cuteness.

For example, Ling Xiaolu who took the initiative to wait to be bitten [Brother Lu: I regret it now, I regret it very much], and the cute little detective who obediently obeyed the agreement and exposed his beautiful neck to the teeth of a half-blood who must be a dangerous monster in the eyes of a human being. .

You Sheng unbuttoned the prey's shirt with one hand, and then gently supported the back of the prey's head to prevent the other party from running away due to an instinctive reaction.

Tongue licked the warm and smooth neck.

"Pfft...hahaha it's so itchy!"

——Well, that happens occasionally.

Shiina Yusheng, who was struggling and beaten by the laughing ticklish prey, looked calm.

The palm on the prey's waist caressed the prey's back soothingly, grabbing the little detective's attention.

"Eh--?"

The pain sensation of the skin is paralyzed by the saliva. When the tip of the tooth sinks in, in order to prevent the prey from suffering and frightening during hunting, and to make it easier for the predator to plunder more blood, some kind of stimulant will quickly flow into the prey's whole body along the blood vessels. Let the mature prey be dominated by a stronger sense of pleasure, forgetting that they are in danger of being sucked blood.

Kissing is often a shy comfort and intimacy. Even if two people are arguing, if one is kissed by the other, they will be stunned and forget what they were doing?

The hint of desire brought by the kiss on the neck will make people blush and heartbeat-compared with kissing the lips, it is more like a metaphor for something that can be taken a step closer.

The little detective suddenly opened his emerald green eyes wide, his eyes were blank, and subconsciously hugged the only existence that could be hugged.

Ranpo, who was well protected by Fukuzawa Yukichi, instantly understood the reason for everything, but couldn't understand what happened to his senses.

"All right."

Shiina Yusheng swallowed that small mouthful of delicious and sweet blood, and licked and healed the shallow wound very skillfully—pure human blood is always the most delicious treasure, but he is not a wild beast that is unrestrained and dominated by instinct, just like He is an elegant sommelier who is satisfied with just a taste.

"Thank you for entertaining...Ranbu-kun?"

The half-blood boy with crooked eyebrows embraced the short-breathing and red-cheeked little detective, and smiled very clearly after being impressed by that cute look for a moment.

"Well, it's really comfortable, right? You can lean on me and take a rest?"

He is such a thoughtful hunter.

This, is this the end?

Luanbu raised his hand to touch the place where he was bitten.

There was no blood and no wounds, but the feeling was always there.

【Want to continue】

"I……"

"Don't be addicted, Ranbu-kun."

The culprit gently rubbed the prey's soft black hair, and suppressed the other's head that was about to be raised.

"Once addicted, you won't be able to quit, okay?"

Indulge the prey who lacks self-control, and while demanding the pleasure of being invaded to fill the emptiness torn by the fangs, while continuously donating blood——

This is the elegant and despicable survival routine evolved by the blood race.