There must be something wrong with my krypton game

Oda Sakunosuke realized for the first time in his life that there is a feeling that there is nothing to say.

But Yu Kandagawa had nothing more to say than him.

The white-haired young man wiped the scalpel absently, feeling very depressed.

Didn't he train detectives to investigate family crises—how did he somehow pick up a child?

What he wants is clearly a killer, someone who doesn't kill... Wait.

Kandagawa Yu paused, and slowly turned in the direction of the boy.

A...killer who doesn't kill?

Oda Sakunosuke intuitively sensed the crisis, grabbed the broom and took half a step back, Kandagawa Yu stepped forward and supported him by the shoulder.

"Young man." He said seriously, "Are you interested in detective novels?"

Oda Sakunosuke:?

Quickly become a private detective, starting from reading mystery novels.

But what surprised Kandagawa Yuu was that there is no detailed detective novel in this world! !

The white-haired young man brought back a stack of books taller than him from the second-hand bookstore, kicked the store door open, walked unsteadily to the counter, and poured all the books down.

Then start looking one by one.

"The Complete Works of Detective Short Stories, Mystery Magazine, Science Fiction Short Stories..."

However, no, not even one to read.

Kanda Chuanyu picked out the only few books by Natsume Soseki he found, threw them on the table, and gave up completely.

Not only detective novels, except for Natsume Soseki, all the famous literary works in the world have disappeared here.

The literature of this world is like a white bone, only the framework remains, and the filling inside has almost disappeared.

Kanda Chuanyu put his legs on the counter and looked up at the sky decadently.

Forget it, he should think of other ways.

Oda Sakunosuke picked up the book he had thrown aside, turned around and asked, "Can I read it?"

Kandagawa Yu waved his hand generously, "Look, let's see."

He looked down at his watch, stood up and stretched his waist, "I'm going home, the second floor here can accommodate people, the key is in the drawer under the cash register, and there is my number inside, please send me a text message .”

Oda Sakunosuke closed the book, "Are you already married?"

Kandagawa Yu was answering the phone message, and took the time to answer him, "No, but I have two older brothers and one younger brother."

Oda Sakunosuke: "Brother without blood relationship?"

Kanda Chuanyu: "Yes, but he is a very cute younger brother."

Oda Sakunosuke was silent for a moment: "Is he eight or nine years old and not tall?"

Kandagawa Yu was taken aback: "Yes, how do you know—"

In the middle of speaking, Oda Sakunosuke showed subtle sympathy in his eyes.

Kanda Chuanyu paused, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

The next second, the boy pointed to his back with a subtle tone.

"Is it that person you said...?"

Kandagawa Yu turned his head slowly, the dazzling sunlight came in from the door, and behind him stood a backlit figure.

The brown-haired child held a bag of potato chips, moved his neck twice, and crunched a piece.

"Excellent." He paused every word, "Where did you go?"

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

A family crisis is not resolved, and a new family crisis arises.

This operation is also no one.

The roller shutter of the bento room was raised, the boss got up from the chopping board, raised a warm smile, "Welcome light——"

Before he finished speaking, he met a sharp gaze that looked like he was about to rob, instead of buying something.

Boss: "... Lin?"

The child randomly took two boxes of bento and put them on the counter without saying a word. The boss was trembling and was debating whether to offer money or not.

The roller blind was lifted again, and a white-haired youth hurried in.

"Sorry, I'll pay." Yu Kandagawa apologized, and paid the bill, "How much?"

In the crowd of people on the street, the white-haired young man chased the brown-haired child and chatted all the way.

"Chuya, I was wrong."

"Chuya, I'm sorry."

"Zhongye..."

Zhongya Nakahara walked quickly with a cold face, and Yu Kandagawa followed him into the entrance, changed his shoes, and walked to the door of the room. The child slammed the door shut, and before closing the door, a plastic bag flew out of it.

Kandagawa Yu subconsciously caught it, and stepped back half a step, the door almost hit him on the nose.

He looked down and saw that the bento he bought just now was in the plastic bag.

A sheet of seaweed and rice, one serving.

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

This time, Zhong Yuanzhong seemed to be really angry.

Kandagawa Yu hugged the plastic bag of bento in his arms, turned around, and slid down with his back against the door panel, making a long and aggrieved sound.

"Zhongye—"

No one answered.

He yelled without a sound for an hour, and started nodding as he yelled.

The phone vibrated, waking up Kandagawa Yuu.

He frantically turned on his phone—it was an unfamiliar number.

[＊＊＊: Do you have the second volume of Natsume Soseki's "Light and Darkness"? 】

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

He changed "＊＊＊" to "Oda Sakunosuke" and quickly typed the reply.

[Very hungry, very hungry: Do you think there will be a second volume in my life? 】

【Oda Sakunosuke: ...】

【Oda Sakunosuke: ... What's wrong with you】

[Very hungry, very hungry, very hungry: It’s okay, Zhong ignores me, I’m just dying]

The more people who don't usually get angry, the more terrible they are when they get angry.

At this moment, Kanda Chuanyu finally realized this deeply.

He got up from the ground, finished all the housework tremblingly, cleaned up his room for the first time, then sat down at the table and spread out a piece of paper.

Start writing an apology letter.

A letter has been carefully stuffed through the crack of the door with all my efforts.

Half a minute later, there was a response from the room.

Letter paper cut into strips by a shredder pushed out from the crack of the door.

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

He won't just give up like this!

Kanda Kawayu sent a message to Oda Sakunosuke.

[Very hungry, very hungry: Do you know any effective ways to apologize? 】

It should be thought carefully, and the other party replied after a while.

[Oda Sakunosuke: Are you considering seppuku? 】

【Very hungry, very hungry, very hungry:...】

[Very hungry, very hungry: You are joking, right? 】

[Oda Sakunosuke: What joke? 】

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

It is impossible to cut seppuku, but you can try pretending to cut your hands.

Kanda Chuanyu took down the chopping board and kitchen knife, washed a radish, and gestured to the void, gestured again and again, but still couldn't do it.

He put down the knife and thought for a moment.

Pulled a packet of ketchup from the cupboard.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also lying on the bed, covering his head with the quilt and sulking, when he suddenly heard a scream outside the door.

He sat up habitually, paused, and finally threw the quilt on the bed, opened the door with a stinking face, and glanced wide, a bloody person appeared in his vision...

The child's heart skipped a beat and he ran over quickly.

Before I got to the front, I smelled a strong smell of food.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

A cross appeared on Zhongya's head, and he grabbed the young man's back collar unbearably.

Dragging him all the way and throwing him into the bathroom, turning on the faucet.

"Wash yourself! Mop the floor!"

This cold war did not last long, mainly because one of the parties was too stubborn.

Zhongyuan Zhong also sat at the door of the bathroom for a while, stood up and wanted to leave, and the sliding door behind him immediately opened a crack.

He paused for two seconds, then sat back slowly.

The door also slowly closed.

stand up.

The door opens.

sit back.

The door is closed.

After repeating this several times, the child pushed the door from the outside and couldn't help shouting, "Okay, I'm going to get you a change of clothes!!"

Dinner is finally freed from white rice with seaweed.

Smelling the aroma of food coming from the kitchen, Kandagawa Yuu was so moved that he almost cried.

Zhongyuan Zhong also commanded him, "Why are you standing there, come here!"

Kandagawa put his palms together, "I'm starting—"

The kid took his chopsticks away, "Wait a minute."

Zhong Yuan supported his chin and tapped his index finger on the table, "Do you have something to say to me?"

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

He said cautiously, "I was wrong...?"

Nakahara Chuya: "What's wrong?"

Kanda Chuanyou: "I shouldn't have lied to others and ran out secretly..."

Nakahara Chuya: "What else?"

Kanda Chuanyu: "I shouldn't have caused trouble, and brought people back casually..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also remained expressionless, and continued to ask, "What else?"

Kandagawa Yuu was stunned.

besides?what else? ?

Kandagawa Yu carefully reflected on his crimes, momentarily at a loss for words, "And... and..."

Seeing him racking his brains, the child paused and sighed.

"Excellent." He put down his chopsticks and reached out to touch the young man's hair. "Are you really worried that Mr. Verlaine and Mr. Rimbaud will have a quarrel, or are you worried that I will be left unattended after they leave?"

Kandagawa Yuu was taken aback.

"Excellent." Nakahara Chuya continued, "Don't you, don't you want to stay here at all?"