I'm such a big son

Rimbaud changed his posture and stood, his eyes suddenly turned to the shore and then retracted, "Wow" smiled and said, "I accept your thanks." Her smile was like a flash in the night, and the light where she stood was brighter than other places. The place lights up for a minute or two, "Someone is here to pick me up, thank you for your hospitality."

At this time, the yacht had already returned, and the pier was far away. Rimbaud stepped onto the deck briskly like a girl eager to see her lover.Osamu Dazai and Atsushi Nakajima, who had been standing here before, were dumbstruck as they watched her leap off the side of the ship, one after another pale golden subspace bodies appeared under her feet, just stepping on the golden steps in the void He walked towards the silver-haired man standing on the pier with his sleeves folded.

If they hadn't just met this person in the banquet hall of the cabin, they might have fainted from shock at this moment, and now they are still basically rational.

Miss Rimbaud, who was wearing frilly sleeves, jumped off the last subspace body, and the silver-haired man who had been waiting for an unknown amount of time opened his hand to catch her: "Nonsense."

He spoke harshly, and after putting the person on the ground gently, he untied his haori to help her put it on: "It's only been a few days since my body recovered, and I have to ask the doctor to prescribe medicine when I catch a cold."

Everyone knows who this unlucky doctor is.

Rimbaud gave him a sideways look with a smile, and Mr. Fukuzawa sighed: "You scared me."

The tone was a bit like a stick, but she knew what he said was true: "I just want to go out and eat a curry rice, [color painting collection] seems to have a little problem, I don't know what's going on. How did you come here?"

"It was the man with the supernatural ability that Chuya-kun was looking for last time, and Ryunosuke beat him up."

Mr. Fukuzawa said something quite serious with a straight face.

Miss Rimbaud suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "He is really unlucky."

"Maybe." Mr. Fukuzawa didn't think so. If he didn't have this point, he would have been killed by PortMafia long ago, so how could he still be alive and occasionally beaten.

The two stood on the pier for a while. The yacht entered the pier and anchored. The hatch opened and the guests who participated in the banquet came out one after another. The members of the Armed Detective Agency walked in the front, and then the problem appeared...

"Hey!!!!!! Two, two presidents?"

In a certain sense, the pure and innocent Kunikida Doppo was so shocked that his jaw almost fell out on the ground. President Fukuzawa who was walking behind him subconsciously raised his hand and pressed it on the sword—a monster?

"Well...hahaha, surprise~ This is not a place to meet relatives and reminisce about the past, let's go to the detective agency together!"

Dazai, who reacted quickly, appeared in the middle of the scene. The guests who didn't know the truth thought it was a specially arranged funny show, and they laughed and praised President Fukuzawa for being so tolerant that the employees made jokes about themselves. They broke up and left.

Of course, some people would never take this scene as a joke.Especially when my mother suspected that she had found a "stepfather" for herself within a few hours... she was as shocked as a green hat.

"..."

Mr. Zhongyuan, the filial son who drove to pick up his mother home, exploded a corner of the pier to express the intense emotions surging in his heart at the moment.

Immediately afterwards, he yelled out the doubt that everyone wanted to ask: "Why are you standing so close to that guy!"

That's the boss of the opponent's house!You are the cadre of PortMafia!Even if you say you abducted your leader, Mori Ogai, to the bed, I still think it's normal. Why is it the president of the Armed Detective Agency?

Miss Rimbaud leaned in her lover's arms and glanced at her eldest son: "What's wrong with me standing with my boyfriend?"

Her attitude was too magnanimous, so magnanimous to the point where she was more straightforward than she was, only someone else blushed quietly for her.

"Ahem, my wife is still young, so it's inevitable that she's a bit naughty." Mr. Fukuzawa, whose ears were red, nodded as a greeting, and it would be too embarrassing for this dull person to ask him to say anything more, so let's just leave it at that Keep silent.

People who eat melons: "..."

You are still young and naughty, do you have any misunderstandings about the person next to you!

No, these two people, like day and night, shouldn't be intersecting, so why are they getting bored together?

"Ah... just like what Dazai said, it's better to go to the detective agency and sit down and talk..."

This time it was Kunikida Doppo who reacted, no matter what, the image of the president should not be tarnished!

Rimbaud let go of his lover's arm, walked to his son and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, it's just a lover. I won't marry, and I won't want you."

So why on earth can you be so scumbag with so much confidence?

"……boarding!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also definitely took out all his life's cultivation and used it up today. Seeing his expression [-]% wanted to curse, he finally refrained from getting in the car and started the engine, waiting for Rimbaud to pull the silver-haired Mr. Fukuzawa into the seat. After coming in, I drove the ordinary sports car to have the effect of supernatural power.

The shining red and black car roared by, and the other detectives hurriedly withdrew their thoughts and drove to catch up. It took less than half of the usual time to go back and forth to the Armed Detective Agency downstairs. Open the doors of this detective agency.

"I want a hot drink from the Vortex Café, and a Napoleon cake!"

The man next to her didn't say a word, turned around and left quickly, and reappeared 10 minutes later with three plastic bags.President Fukuzawa, who rushed to the scene with his subordinates, twitched the corners of his lips in a rare way when he saw this scene—this is too honest and obedient, do I still have the hidden attribute of being afraid of my wife?

I don't even know it myself!

The door was open, and the clerks were not there, and the larger member studio was requisitioned for use as a conference room. Mr. Fukuzawa skillfully placed three identical meals on Miss Rimbaud, Mr. Edogawa and Mr. Nakahara. before.

At first glance, it looks like he has already experienced this.

Luanbu calmed down after getting hot cocoa and cake, put away his glasses, and ate carefully; Zhong also saw that he was not being biased, and his mind was naturally more balanced, and his temper also restrained a lot.Rimbaud picked up the hot drink and drank it slowly, as if it wasn't freshly boiled hot cocoa that would scald you to death.

"Well... because of something wrong with my special ability [Colorful Painting Collection], I ended up living here. Mr. Fukuzawa came to pick me up. That's probably the case."

She explained in the simplest language, whether they believe it or not, they have to believe it or not after everyone is gone.

Osamu Dazai, who had already obtained the first-hand information, laughed "hehe" twice: "If it is possible, I really want to go to the world where Miss Rimbaud lives!"

Rimbaud raised his hand and patted his forehead: "Farewell! One of you is enough to give me a headache, two of you together would be the end of the world, and Zhong would be mad."

The orange-haired young man who was sitting beside him was suddenly mentioned by his name, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Don't tell me that you also adopted that mackerel?!"

"I'm sorry~"

"I told you don't tell me!"

Luanbu, who was sitting on the other side eating the cake seriously, suddenly added: "You have two brothers and a sister, plus my in-law, Mr. Hat, a top student."

As he spoke, he glanced at Atsushi Nakashima, and the white-haired boy pointed his finger back and smiled wryly at himself: "Huh?"

How could it be possible, he waited in the orphanage for so many years, no one ever wanted to adopt him.The famous detective suddenly became playful: "The last pair is Mr. Meimei Zaixia and his sister, right?"

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't want to talk, so he might as well destroy the world today.

"Don't say that about Ryunosuke, he will be angry if you raise your eyebrows again!"

Rimbaud was quite tolerant of the second top student in the family, blowing his nails and sighing: "Even if you compliment him on graduating from Tokyo University, it won't help."

The thick-skinned Osamu Dazai leaned forward with bright eyes: "Todai! Can't you tell!"

"Well, you are the only one in the family who has studied art subjects. It's okay, even thieves dare not come in after hanging up those paintings."

...Are you more curious about that world?

Sitting quietly at the side, Mr. Fukuzawa, with a relatively gentle expression, slightly nodded at President Fukuzawa, who had been completely petrified: "We will leave immediately, and we will not increase your workload."

The latter coughed stiffly: "Understood, is it dangerous?"

"No, I found an interesting supernatural person, the anchor is in his hands, and Jeanna can find the way back through the [color painting collection]."

The operator was Rimbaud, and the credibility and reliability soared inexplicably. President Fukuzawa nodded in agreement: "Please take care of Madam."

Mr. Fukuzawa told him that this sentence was nonsense with his eyes.

"Okay, that's it, I should go."

Rimbaud stood up and walked in front of Zhongya Nakahara and opened his arms to him. The orange-haired young man stood up and fell into a warm embrace. He could smell mint, tobacco, and perfume from his nose—the embrace he had hoped for eight years.

She patted her son's straight back: "I won't say goodbye to Mr. Mori, I think he probably doesn't want to see Mr. Fukuzawa either."

"Goodbye child, no matter when and where, don't forget that you will always be my pride. I have given you all the blessings I can give, and you are my glory."

The pale golden subspace palace unfolded, and she stood in it and waved goodbye. The orange-haired youth sighed and laughed: "It's too long-winded, old woman!"

"If anyone dares to be angry with you, tell me in that world, and I will support you."

"Goodbye...thank you."

Thanks for showing up.

The two unexpected guests left, the cadre of PortMafia put on his hat and jumped out of the window, and the members of the Armed Detective Agency only had internal personnel in the studio.

"Ahem, this incident is listed as the top of the seven secrets of the detective agency, and no one is allowed to disclose it to the outside world!"

Kunikida came to the conclusion tremblingly, and no one raised any objections.President Fukuzawa, who was secretly glanced at several times by his own members, coughed: "Jean Rimbaud, an associate cadre of PortMafia, was later confirmed to be a spy of the European Bureau of Supernatural Investigation, and died in a dock at the port eight years ago. The above It is the information sent by the Ability Secret Service Division."

"There is no such person in this world, just submit the report like this."