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"Chiriko-san, you..."

Atsushi Nakajima kept moving his hands, washing the containers covered with white foam with water one by one.

Unlike his neat hands and feet, Atsushi Nakajima hesitated when he asked, hesitating, afraid of saying the wrong thing.

In the room, apart from his light breathing and talking, the gurgling water, the sound of the collision of utensils, there is also the sound coming from the small bathroom, the random number of ducks in the bath, random steps and seven will automatically The little yellow duck that sprays water and can sing is having a lot of fun—cute and magical little yellow ducks, with different sizes and shapes, bright colors, floating lightly on the steamy water, like a little yellow duck The fountain spouted water, and it was like a music player with a cheerful melody, swaying around, causing Atsushi Nakajima to open his eyes and stare intently at the bath toy that was thrown into the bathtub by random steps.

There are also a few little yellow ducks in the orphanage that coax the young children to take a bath, but they can't spray water or sing. They just make a "goo-" sound when they are pinched.

There are so many new things outside the orphanage, too many to dazzle the eye.

Atsushi Nakajima has never seen a novelty yellow duck with automatic water spray music, and the mobile phone that Osamu Dazai gave him is also a novel communication tool, and he has never seen a constant temperature heating bathtub that automatically controls the water level and temperature with one button.

Nakajima Atsushi listened to Chiriko and introduced him how to use the constant temperature heating bathtub, while setting the water level and temperature on the control panel.

Confirming that he understood and learned, Chiriko tried the heat with her hands, just right.

The small bathroom was filled with warm mist, and he who was being taught was pushed away by chaotic steps, and stood next to Chiriko.

Atsushi Nakajima exited the bathroom obediently, watching the random steps as if he was bouncing his brain, and bounced off the seven little yellow ducks placed on one side with his fingers one by one. The water ripples.

Flicking all the seven little yellow ducks down, Luanbu, wearing a bath towel, stood up, leaned down slightly, and reached a height where Chiriko could not strenuously stand upright.

The messy black hair was draped wetly, and the water droplets kept falling, or sticking softly to the forehead, cheeks, and back of the neck.

There were water droplets falling, Luanbu's eyes narrowed uncomfortably, and the fresh green color was particularly eye-catching in the hazy mist.What is also noticeable is the exposed skin, which turns a faint crimson color in the hot air.Red and green, the accident does not make people feel strange.

Chiriko took colorful and cute hair clips from the window——I see!

Atsuan Nakajima watched quietly, like a soft sponge, quickly absorbing new knowledge, and he learned another one: the eccentric use of cute hairpins - Chiriko fixed the still slightly long black hair that had been trimmed by Ranpo , revealing a chaotic smooth forehead.

Luanbu stood still obediently, thoughtfully.

Hairpins shine on Ranpo's head, decorations include a black cat with a beard, delicious-looking donuts and dorayaki, fresh green glass beads, and more.

The style should especially match the characteristics of random steps.

And, this is Chiriko's preference.

Obviously, a bath towel can be used to wrap all the wet black hair, so that it is convenient to take a bath, but Chiriko uses a cute hair clip, which is several times more troublesome than a bath towel—it must be intentional.

This must be Chiriko's preference!

Atsushi Nakajima dared to conclude.

Of course, Ranpo, who sees through the truth at a glance, cannot fail to understand this: Chiriko likes to do this.

Atsushi Nakajima has a deep understanding of the authenticity of a famous detective. Ranpo deserves to be the No. 1 detective who knows his own world better than him. There is nothing Ranpo does not know.

Therefore, Zhilizi must have been allowed, or Zhilizi was acquiesced and tolerated.

——Ranpo allowed Chiriko to turn herself into a boy decorated with hairpins.

Ranbu, who was wearing house clothes, seemed to be the same age as him, but now he looked younger.

Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help guessing the actual age of Ranpo and Chiriko.

Ranpo is the world's No.1 detective who does whatever he wants, and should be closely related to Edogawa Conan, who appeared on the morning news, and the world's number one detective agency.Chiriko is an undefeated lawyer with a lawyer's license, which is obviously not a certificate that high school students can have.However, according to the standards of ordinary people, Atsushi Nakajima can't justify the two as socially successful people who have participated in the coming-of-age ceremony, graduated from college, and entered the society.

That kind of youthful face and imposing manner obviously couldn't be more than 20 years old.

Regardless of Ranpo with hair accessories and character bonuses, Atsushi Nakajima looks at Chiriko.

No one is born knowing how to take matters into his own hands, to keep things organized and satisfying.

Therefore, regardless of the fascinating speech, the orderly handling of events, the reputation accumulated by entrusting... all these must be accumulated through time and experience, and then they can be gradually adjusted, and finally get a way of getting along that makes people feel like a spring breeze.It can be seen that Lizi's smile is as bright as a golden warm sun, and as soft as a scent that heals tiredness.

"Well--"

Luanbu suddenly frowned.

"Does it hurt you? Then I'll be more careful." Zhi Lizi moved lightly.

"No, it's because it's too small!" Luanbu disliked.

"En, what?" Chiriko responded by pinning the hairpin on Ranpo's forehead.

"Here! It's too small here, the bathroom is too small, the bathtub is too small!"

"Oh."

It's too small, and that's impossible.

This is a low-cost apartment rented by a detective agency. Not counting the small bathroom and cooking table, a single room is about three pings, that is, six stacks of tatami mats.The bathroom is limited by objective conditions, so naturally it will not be big. After placing furniture such as bathtubs and sinks, there is not much space left—this is already the most comfortable and spacious bathtub that is not obtrusive in size.

To completely solve the problem of being too small, you can only replace the apartment.

Chiriko carefully pinned the loose hair on the back of Ranbu's neck.

As for the rest of the messy hair, Zhi Lizi grabbed it into a bunch and tied it with a hair tie.

"I can only hold one of me, and I have to shrink to fit it! No——"

Luanbu said, his eyebrows stretched.

Xiao Yaya raised and raised, unbelievably, it matched Luanbu very well.

"Kyushu, let the event I'm looking forward to happen soon, then we can go to a hot spring hotel in Kyushu to relax and soak in hot springs, and eat authentic hot spring food! In addition to hot spring eggs, I have a lot of things I want to eat, you know Lizi, you agreed to go with me! Of course you will go with me, there is no doubt about it!"

He rushed forward with random steps, clasped Zhilizi tightly with his hands, hanging like a raccoon, and rubbed his chin slightly against the hollow of his neck.

Chiriko patted the shaking head, and took off the sticky random steps.

Nakajima Atsushi silently turned to wash the dishes.

"Chiriko, you should like it very much!" He heard Ranpo's emphasis, "I'm super soft now!"

"It's a bit annoying." And Chiriko's answer, "Hairpins."

It means that Luanbu is full of beautiful but shaped decorations. It is cute, but it is uncomfortable to rub slightly.

Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help himself not to think about it.But the dormitory at Sanping University was too small, even if he covered his ears with his hands, the sound would come in flexibly through the gaps between his fingers.Even if he stayed in his own room, the sound would come through the walls with poor sound insulation from time to time, just like this morning, Ranpo and Chiriko were woken up by him.

"Ugh—" Ranbu let out a long, unhappy cry, "Then—how about this, ha ha!"

After a while, Atsushi Nakajima polished the utensils, white foam overflowed, and he heard Chiriko close the shoji door.

Zhi Lizi rummaged through the closet, picked out two sets of soft home clothes, stood in front of the closet and spread them out with both hands, compared with him who was washing the dishes - the clothes that Luanbu needed to change had already been placed in the bathroom, which was Lend him a change of clothes.Ranpo's height and build are similar to him, but he is a little taller by visual inspection.

Through the flimsy shoji door, the chaotic self-entertaining humming clearly reaches the ears, light and proud.

This should be the time when I won't be dismissed by Ranpo, Atsushi Nakajima's organization problem.

"Chiriko-san, you...excuse me, please, please,"

"En?" Chiriko tilted her head, looked straight at him, and waited patiently for him.

"May I ask how old you and Ranpo-san are?" Atsushi Nakajima asked.

"what?"

Zhilizi was stunned for a moment.

The doubts in Atsushi Nakajima's mind undoubtedly piled up like a mountain, she didn't expect to ask this first.

The most important thing is obviously the way to control the ability, why is he very valuable.

Zhilizi smiled, "It's not okay to be so directly curious about a woman's age, it's common sense in social etiquette."

"Sorry, Chiriko-san." Atsushi Nakajima bent over hastily, the tip of his nose was accidentally stained with white foam.

"If you're chaotic, you're 26 years old."

"Hey hey—!"

Amidst the reminder of Ranpo saying "You are too noisy--", Atsushi Nakajima covered his mouth with his hands covered in foam, so as not to disturb the detective enjoying the bath.

Chiriko watched Atsushi Nakajima let go of his hand slowly, leaving a white beard around his mouth, matching his unique white hair, like a Santa Claus.In other words, regardless of Atsushi Nakajima's weird hairstyle, this length should be trimmed.

"Now, Nakajima-kun, ask some more practical and useful questions, and I'll try my best to answer them." Chiriko put two sets of home clothes and brand-new bath towels and other necessities aside, and pulled out another stack of [-]-yuan banknotes, "Go straight out, there is a convenience store on the corner of the street, it's not big, it has basic daily necessities. For clothes, you have to take the Shinkansen to the commercial street."

"Thank you, Chiriko-san."

Atsushi Nakajima wiped the foam from his mouth with his rolled-up sleeves, stood up straight, and met her eyes, "... Excuse me, Chiriko-san, why do you invest in me? I, it seems, are obviously a An investment that is sure to fail and never pays off. It's not so much an investment with the expectation of getting paid for it, it's more like a helping hand for nothing..."

"Dun Jun, can I call you that?"

"Ah? Ah... yes, but why all of a sudden...?"

"Because it's so cute. Atsushi-kun, you should have seen it this morning, the press conference on the one billion yen theft case."

"Ah," Atsushi Nakajima nodded, "It's the Metropolitan Police Department who received help from the world's number one detective agency."

"Yes, in fact, because I have been failing all the time, I kind of wanted to save all my income. But the day after I did so, this unprecedented amount of theft occurred in the bank where I made the deposit."

"Uh, this is really..." Too bad luck, almost bad luck.

Atsushi Nakajima hesitated.

He opened his mouth slightly, and closed it slowly after a while.

Zhilizi continued with a smile: "——If this continues, bad luck may cause the bank to reject me. So, I am thinking about changing a way to save money and invest. For example, use money to save Money, spending money on people. In other words, the investor. That’s you. The situation will definitely not be worse than before, you will definitely not let me fail, you will work hard to turn the failure into success, and you will definitely be responsible even if you fail Yes, right? But, please don’t take too much burden, besides investment success, I don’t really have anything in particular right now, ah, no, I still have one——Dun Jun, if you can control your special ability , can you pet it? I have never touched a tiger, I heard that it is a very rare white tiger, and there are only a few hundred of them in the whole world."

A moment of silence.

A barely audible response floated over.

"……kindness."

With a sound of "shua", the shoji door was pushed open forcefully.

Wet at random steps, covered with a large bath towel, Pata Pata rushed over, leaving a trail of water on the tatami.

"Hmph! Chiriko, you didn't even say you wanted to touch me!"