Mr. Oda and his friends

The game about snow ended two hours later, Xia Youjie threw Wutiao on the open space, and hurried Rihe back to the dormitory to take a shower and change clothes.

Running around to hide snowballs, and running around to make snowmen, all three of them were sweating.

"Don't worry, according to the current temperature, the snowmen can last for several days." He smiled and pushed the reluctant little girl, Hiyori turned his head to take a last look at the six snowmen lined up in a row, and obediently stepped on the steps :"Um."

I really want to show it to Mr. Fukuzawa and Mr. Ranpo!

After turning up the temperature of the water heater and cooking a sweet soup, Xia Youjie remembered his friend who had been forgotten.

"Wu, have you taken care of yourself? I cooked sweet soup!"

He opened the door and yelled outside, Baimao, who loves sweetness infinitely, appeared while wiping his hair, "Sweet soup? Is there enough sugar? I'll watch, you go back and clean up."

At this moment, the sweat was almost gone, Xia Youjie couldn't help but sneezed when a gust of cold wind blew: "Oh, ok, I'll leave it to you."

Taking advantage of Wutiao Meizizi pouring the powdered sugar, Xia Youjie turned and went back to his room to take a shower and change clothes as quickly as possible.When he came back here again, he saw two "little" friends, one big and one small, hugging bowls around the low table, drinking sweet soup to their heart's content.

Looking up at the time again, it was almost time for lunch.

"I'm ordering takeaway now, it's too late to wait until it's delivered!" Gojo Satoru glanced over his shoulder at the takeaway page on his phone, jumped up with his arms propped up, and looked carelessly through Hiwa's refrigerator: "Carrots... White radish...onion...green pepper...what are these!"

He yelled and pointed at the refrigerator and glared at Hiyori, the little girl tilted her head: "Sakunosuke's curry rice is delicious!"

"Wu, did you see that even Xiao Rihe is not picky about eating." Xia Youjie made up for it in time, and went forward to find the remaining half box of eggs from the refrigerator: "I just saw that there are still a few packets of ramen in the cabinet. Is fried egg noodle soup okay? I learned it from my mother, it’s very suitable for winter.”

"Oh, I want to put sugar in that bowl." Baimao fell back to the floor with a "slap", just wanting to be lazy.

"You do it yourself!" Xia Youjie broke out the word "well" on his forehead.

Soon, the soup noodles decorated with shallots and carrot flowers were brought to the table. The sun-dried eggs were fried golden, and the soup smelled very fragrant—it was made from broth powder. Let’s not talk about how it tastes. question.

"I'm going to start~" Adding a spoonful of sugar to the soup, Wutiao was satisfied.

"I'm going to start..." Rihe imitated Xia You and sprinkled some pepper, equally satisfied.

At 06:30 in the afternoon, Oda Sakunosuke came back with the kotatsu and ingredients, and when he opened the door, he saw two high school students fighting around Hiyori.

"……Excuse me?"

What is this unfolding?

"It's all said to take this factor as a whole and substitute it in!"

"According to the formula, break it down and find the answer at once, what to replace!"

"Substitute!"

"break down!"

"..."

Hiyori rolled out like a ball from between the two fighting, "Sakunosuke, this question!"

"Um... can you put on the kotatsu first?"

Oda Sakunosuke talked about him from left to right.

For things like mathematics, if you don’t know it, you won’t know it. It’s not deceiving at all.

After the kotatsu was assembled and turned on, Bai Mao, who had been playing happily just now, quickly made a truce, and took advantage of the situation to sneak into the quilt to seize the favorable terrain: "Okay~warm~peace~ah~"

It sounded like it was about to melt away.

Hiyori huddled next to Oda Sakunosuke, and asked him in a low voice if he saw the snowman downstairs.

"Did you say the row below? I saw it, it's very realistic."

Snowmen of different shapes stood in the open space, and they almost startled him by walking in suddenly.

"Hey hey!" The little girl slowly slid into the quilt like a little cat ball.

"The day after tomorrow is the new year, I have to go home, how about you, Jie?" Wutiao tried to roll himself into the quilt, like a big cat ball.Xia Youjie nodded when he heard his words: "I have to go back too."

Whenever he thinks of the old things at home, Wutiao gives him a headache, and when he has a headache, he wants to do something: "After the New Year, just find an excuse to bring Nitzi over here to play. Yokohama has almost become a vacuum of magic spirits, and there is nothing like this place. A safer place."

"You want to make excuses, I'll carry people." Xia Youjie would not take the initiative to take the blame that he must be beaten.

The New Year they talk about is coming soon.

On that day, the left-behind members of the detective agency gathered together to watch TV while eating sukiyaki by the kotatsu.Oda Sakunosuke and Yosano Akiko each had a small drink, and they drank comfortably, and Hiyori stared at the TV intently.

The next day was a dark day, and the detective agency was not open during the rare holiday, so the detectives each nested in the dormitory and took a rare lazy sleep.After finally being separated from the warm bed, no one mentioned going to the shrine to pay homage. Instead, they continued to stay in the dormitory, reading books, writing, and practicing calligraphy.

On the third day after the New Year, Wutiao and Xia You showed up outside the detective agency's dormitory with a girl who also had a bob hair.The smoker with a cigarette and the Yosano Akiko with a wine bottle hit it off, and both immersed themselves in the ocean of medicine and traveled happily—if they weren't so keen on changing Hiyori's skirts, or if they didn't pass each other in the dormitory at any time. Even better with an eerie laugh.

Iinuri Glass stayed in Yokohama for three days before being sent back to Tokyo. As for her two classmates, they stayed until Fukuzawa Yukichi returned from M country with Edogawa Ranpo.Originally, according to Wujo Wu's meaning, after finishing the report and having enough fun, he wanted to continue his "vacation" in another place, but fortunately Xia Youjie stopped him in time.

It's not a problem to go to other people's house to eat and live, and then sneak away before the parents come back!

So they waited until Fukuzawa Yukichi returned to the detective agency, and talked with him about the phenomenon of "Yokohama curse spirit abnormality" for more than an hour, and then returned to the magic school with the gift from Edogawa Ranpo. Zhuan——The plan to go on vacation was finally seen through by the moth Zhengdao, and it was a pity that he failed to make the trip.

"Let me tell you, it's definitely a pity that I didn't go to country M with the famous detective this time!"

Edogawa Ranpo ate the special biscuits made by Uzumaki Cafe and danced about his travel experience: "Basically, all the famous detectives from all over the world have gathered, including those from E country, F country, and M country...Super Too many, almost too many to count!"

"That Edgar Allan Poe from Country M is quite interesting. He kept a raccoon as a pet, and he took it with him wherever he went. Do you know raccoons? Look!" He turned on his phone and put the picture of his pet raccoon in front of Riyue, The little girl's eyes shined: "Cute!"

Furry and chubby!

"Heh heh heh heh! His supernatural ability is also interesting. It allows people to experience immersive reasoning, and famous detectives like it!"

Speaking of which, Oda Sakunosuke is not sleepy anymore, he raised his head from the materials that are about to bury people: "reasoning?"

"Yeah, didn't you say you wanted to be a family, how did you write it!"

Sitting on the table in disorder, shaking his lower legs, he glanced at him: "Oh? Finally, you have a clue?"

"Hey hey, thanks to everyone, I got a little inspiration." The red-haired boy smiled stupidly: "The two guests from Tokyo told Hiyori a lot of weird stories during the New Year, so I wrote them down and wrote them down. It feels pretty good."

"Congratulations, the author's fee for debut will treat us to eat~"

Yosano Akiko, who was also about to be buried in the document, made a congratulatory voice, and Oda Sakunosuke quickly agreed: "Okay, yes, definitely."

"Hey hey! How did you spend the New Year at home?"

Edogawa Ranpo and Fukuzawa Yukichi stayed in Country M until before Setsubun before returning. This was the first time he spent a traditional festival abroad, so he was naturally very concerned about his companions who were left at home.

"New Year..."

It was Akiko Yosano who answered him: "Oda got a very good kotatsu and came back. We made sukiyaki pot together. Later, we ordered Sichuan hot pot takeaway from Chinatown to try. Oda was very happy."

"The taste is really good." Oda Sakunosuke has a high acceptance of spicy things.

Yosano Akiko's expression was indescribable: "I'm afraid you are the only one who thinks it's good, did you get burned and cried without reading the five articles?"

“Sichuan hot pot is delicious, and it’s worth crying about!”

As another person who was crying, Hiyori said that he would stand with Sakunosuke.

"Did you forget the gastroenteritis last time?"

"Ugh..."

Ranpo Edogawa doesn't like spicy food, but he doesn't stop others from eating it. He skipped the topic and went back to the reasoning competition: "Although many good detectives came, I still had the last laugh!"

"Wow formidable!"

Oda Sakunosuke reacted quickly and applauded as usual. Hiyori shook his head and looked back and forth a few times, then hurriedly clapped his hands: "That's amazing!"

"Heh heh heh!" The detective was triumphant, and jumped off the table with his hands on his hips: "Where is this?"

Speaking of him waving his arms and talking about the twists and turns in the reasoning competition, the three people who stayed behind heard the tension, the door of the president's office opened, and Fukuzawa Yukichi came out: "Hiyo, come in."

"Yes!" The little girl stood up without hesitation and walked towards the door of the president's office: "Is there anything I need to do?"

"Well, you sit first." Mr. Fuzawa took out a box from the drawer and pushed it to her: "A gift for you, congratulations in advance for entering high school."

That's not something extravagant.

"Thank you."

Hiyori got up and took it with both hands and opened it. Inside the box was an ordinary, simple pen that was very suitable for students to use.

"In my time, enrolling in school was a great event. Although it is not the same as before, there should be some celebrations."

He covered his sleeves, and his eyes drifted out of the window along the broken gold left by the sun on the sun and the top of his head: "Reading, learning is to build morality, respect teachers, and be friendly to others. When you enter the school, you will grow up soon." gone."