I love learning and I was forced to become a sea king

In fact, the two of them didn't speak very loudly, and they were easily drowned in the noise of the crowd walking around.

But because that layer has already been set, and it is very obvious now as a "competitor" status, Edogawa Ranpo is particularly vigilant about it.

His reasoning ability can see through most of the truth, but it is used in the emotional tendency of that stupid lady...

Although it is not very appropriate to use it here, the saying "the needle in the bottom of a woman's heart" is not deceiving.

He didn't turn his eyes away on purpose, but the pile of cat ears had been erected early and successfully filtered out the information from the two competitors.

"Ah, ah, is it enough to simply write a mission report and hand it over to the leader? But there is an incredible force."

The voice of my colleague is still as lazy as ever, "This kind of perfunctory work attitude, should I say that I am a port afia cadre who paid the vacation in advance?"

"Tsk, then when you report to your president, don't learn from me, bastard Dazai."

The port afia gravity user smacked his tongue impatiently, and his tone was full of disgust, "Also, why have you followed me until now?"

"Eh? No, I just went to find Bell-chan in advance~ After all, I went shopping with Bell-chan and started to praise her when she walked out of the fitting room..."

Even if he didn't look at it, Edogawa Ranpo could still imagine the itchy look on his colleague's face, "Tsk, after all, Chuya is the one who shamelessly follows me, right?"

"...Honestly, I suspect you put a locator in her bag."

"Oh my goodness, did Zhong also find out? Tsk tsk, failed, I thought Zhong would be slow until I got together with Bell sauce."

"...you bastard!"

The voice was getting closer and closer, and it was obviously too late to hurry to the other direction now.

Fortunately, the attention of the people around her didn't seem to be on this side, and they were looking for the location of the store she was going to shop with shining eyes at this time.

He caught sight of the drink in the man's hand and counted silently for five seconds. He moved forward a little bit and bit the straw with a little lipstick on it.

After hearing two smacking tongues with different voice lines as he wished, he bent his eyes and gently tugged at the man's cuff.

"Bell sauce."

"Huh? What's the matter, Mr. Ranpo?"

She turned her head to the side, and the long hair hanging on the side of her face slid very cleverly.

"It's okay, I just want to ask if Bell Sauce can accept shopping with multiple opposite sexes?"

"Eh?" The man was stunned for a moment, and then he said uncertainly, "If it's with the younger brothers, it should be... okay."

"What about friends of the opposite sex who have a good relationship? Will it be a burden?"

At the same time he finished asking, Mao Er keenly sensed that the two had stopped.

"Yes, it's okay if you're doing group building activities. If you're shopping together to buy clothes... I don't think you're interested? Of course, it's fine if they don't mind."

"Besides, if there is a difference of opinion, it's easy not to listen..."

"Impossible, impossible! Bell-chan~"

Edogawa Ranpo puffed up his face a little, and looked indifferently at his colleague who passed through the crowd quickly and stood in front of the person whose face gradually became surprised.

"I'm super obedient and obedient! So it's no problem for Bell-chan to choose me~"

So what should have been a shopping trip for two turned into a foursome with an odd atmosphere.

Of course, on the surface, it still maintains a calm appearance.

Sitting on the rest chair in the shop with arms crossed, Ranpo Edogawa glanced at the scene where the hairy Portafia cadre drove away his colleague who seemed to have come to the fitting room unintentionally, and then turned his eyes away bored Turn to the other side.

If someone had been nearby and participated in it at the time, would it have improved that person's tolerance for him?

But he didn't regret choosing to guard around that person.

Although according to his reasoning, there would be no danger around that person, but he didn't want to gamble with a chance of less than [-]%, and he didn't have the confidence to gamble.

It seems that someone who cares is a troublesome thing.But... He unexpectedly enjoyed this trouble.

only……

He cast his eyes on the furry port afia cadre again, only to see that the other party had successfully driven his colleague out of the store, coughed lightly, raised his hand to take off the long skirt hanging on his right side, and attracted people from the sidelines. The clerk who kept smiling said something in a low voice.

The roots of the ears, which were pressed under the ochre-colored hair, were redder than the color of the hair.

The detective who had completed the bun face snorted softly.

It's just that the progress is a little bit faster than him, so what's there to be proud of?

What's more, everything is unknown before it becomes a foregone conclusion.

So the master detective stood up, picked up the same long dress under the suspicious and wary eyes of the other party, and walked straight towards the fitting room.

Just as he walked to the place where Osamu Dazai was dragged away, the door of the fitting room just opened.

The man didn't expect that he would wait outside the door, and the steps he was about to take paused a little.

A q-version villain has already appeared in his heart, but the famous detective who still maintains that indifferent expression on his face nodded indifferently, "Well, it's not bad."

"So try this one again."

As he spoke, he raised the long skirt he was holding in his hand.

Hmph, my hands are shaking a bit, damn it.

"Mr. Ranpo's aesthetics are very good."

The man showed a smile as he reasoned, but her next sentence made his cat's tail stand up and down slowly.

"But this size is not suitable for me, cough, after all, I have gained a lot of weight recently..."

In fact, he could tell at a glance whether she was fat or not, hum, it was just a momentary carelessness.

That shelf is also true, hanging clothes only hang the same size.

The indifferent expression on the detective's face froze for a moment, and then he uncontrollably let out a shy hum from the bottom of his heart.

"Hey, let's try this one."

The detective's expression froze again.

He opened his eyes and looked at the port afia cadre with the correct size in his hand.

"Ah."

The ochre-haired man with the blush on his cheeks clenched his fists against his lips, and although his voice gradually dropped, it was still within the hearing range of the three of them, "You look, uh, so pretty."

"Uh, then, thank you Mr. Chuya for your compliment?"

Sensing the emotion hidden between the lines of that person's words, the famous detective who puffed up his face again let out a moderate hum.

As the saying goes, plans cannot keep up with changes.

Jiang Ling originally planned to have a meal with the cubs who participated in the big event after shopping, but because of the sudden phone call from the boss, she had to end her trip in Neon early.

Obviously less than two days.

But fortunately, the vacation can still be reserved, and the return air ticket will be fully reimbursed by the company.

Anyway, there is a chance to meet next time.

She sighed, and after sending the cubs a message that she had to go back to work, she pulled the suitcase out of the subway.

But before going through the security check, she accidentally saw the rare brown-haired man whose top hat was a little crooked and whose hair seemed to be blown into a mess by the strong wind.

"Ahem, we meet again, what a coincidence."

The man coughed twice, and the white ticket pinched in the black leather glove was very obvious, "I happen to have work to go there."

"It seems...it's still the same plane."

As he said, the corners of his lips raised wantonly, "So, we can still have dinner together."

"No next time."

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