Started with a green hat for Verlaine

On the day of Nakahara Chuya’s 15th birthday, the whole family was celebrating him.

Wearing a paper crown for his birthday, with a flamboyant demeanor, he brought all the "sheep" people home, having fun and having fun, and let the "sheep" people see the life of a local tyrant for the first time.

At this moment, Zhongyuan Zhong was also the happiest person, envied and blessed by others. When he looked at Aso Qiuya who was applauding for them, he almost mistakenly thought that he was indeed a human child and was brought up by this man.When he saw the smiling Lan Tang, the reality poured cold water on him and made him cheer up to find the truth of the year.

[One day, I will know everything. 】

Zhongyuan Zhong also believed so firmly, as if he had been encouraged by Aso Qiuya and Lan Tang.

Only Edogawa Ranbu stared at the back and didn't say a word. The smart detective will not expose the family's secrets, but maintain the family in his own way.

As long as everyone is happy.

Zhong also keeps on being stupid, Lord Ranpo will protect him!

Because of the family's occupation, Ma Shengqiu waved his hand and brought out alcohol such as fruit beer and red wine, so that these teenagers and girls who were hungry for alcohol could have a drink to their heart's content.In the living room on the first floor of the villa, the orange-haired boy stood on a temporary stage with a microphone in his hand, performing a dance of demons with his companions.

The sound of soaring songs and the percussion of musical instruments are deafening, and they have been placed at home early, but the millions of speakers that are not used have exerted great value.

Afterwards, Zhongyuan Zhong also became hoarse and drank so dizzy that he accepted the gift from his family.

This has become a new round of stimulation!

Because Ma Shengqiu also gave him a customized red motorcycle!

Lan Tang followed suit and gave away a red sports car, lavishing the salaries of the cadres without blinking an eye.

The two parents didn't care about whether Zhongyuan Zhongye could open or not.

Predicting that Qiuya and Mr. Lantang will be very generous, Edogawa Ranpo learned from the two of them for the sake of his brother's face, and sent more than a dozen different musical instruments from Chuya Nakahara, updating the "Yang" club to the most modern ones today. The most fashionable, the most popular musical instruments that are even loved by celebrities.

wallet is bleeding

Only in this way can Edogawa Ranpo barely have more face.

Nakahara Chuya's hobbies are too easy for people to figure out. Which kind of adult man likes, he basically likes which kind, with extremely high taste, and his personality also pursues sensory stimulation.

Fights, music, wine, cars!

He loves them all!

Embracing the locomotive that fell in love at first sight, Zhong Yuan Zhong also got drunk.

"I, I want to ride..."

Compared with sports cars that do not meet the age, the customized motorcycle is more suitable for the short man of Nakahara Chuya. Aso Qiu also knows his quick temper, so he helped today's little birthday star to sit on it.Since Aso had never driven a locomotive himself, he beckoned to Luanbu and let Luanbu guide Zhongye from the sidelines.

Edogawa Ranpo said: "No, I learned it when I went to Hawaii."

Aso Qiuya: "Hiss!"

Aso Akiya sends his two children to Yusaku Kudo every year to participate in training courses in Hawaii, expecting them to become talents with first-class survival skills.Throughout "Detective Conan", no one knows what skills are taught in the Hawaiian training class!

Then, everyone gathered to watch Zhongyuan Zhongye's crooked start of the car.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

The sheep man exclaimed: "Zhong also disappeared!"

Ma Shengqiu also opened the door of the sports car, borrowed it temporarily, and hurriedly shouted: "Drunk driving is not allowed!!!"

Before he got into the cab, Lan Tang squeezed in.

"I come."

Compared to Aso Shuya who obeys the traffic rules, Rantang is the drag racing party of Yokohama.

Ma Shengqiu also took the next best thing and sat on the co-pilot, and remembered slowly: "Lantang, you were drinking just now..." Before he finished speaking, the strong wind outside the window blew into his mouth. The feeling of pushing back appeared, and the seat belt pulled his body, preventing him from being thrown away.

As soon as Lan Tang stepped on the accelerator, his long hair was blown back, and his face and ears were rarely completely exposed. The Frenchman was like a seagull spreading its wings in a slightly drunk state, and he was still fearless in the storm.

In a second, the speed soared up.

He laughed heartily under the scenery in the middle of the night.

"Qiuya, let's go! Bring back our little drunk cat!"

What is family.

After living for many years, Lantang accepted Ranpo and Chuya and regarded them as his own children.

Lantang's "color painting collection" covers the sports car, making the sports car drive like a phantom, which can traverse the walls and high-rise buildings of the material world, and cut out "subspace" along the way to serve as their runway!

The happiness of the strong is the pinnacle that the weak cannot reach in this life.

Ma Shengqiu is also going crazy with him tonight.

"Ugh……"

His voice was broken under the sound of the wind, and he muttered helplessly as far as he could hear.

"Obviously...two...drunk cats...all of them are inherited from you..."

The little one was missing.

The big one followed suit.

At a moving speed beyond the acceptable range of human vision, Aso tilted his head neatly and closed his eyes, as if riding a roller coaster, with the sports car running ahead and the soul chasing behind.

Ten minutes later, they caught Nakahara Chuya who let himself go.

Ma Shengqiu also got out of the car softly, and vomited beside him. With the blessing of the "leader of the port mafia", he would not have the adaptability of a race car driver.After the food in his stomach was emptied, he turned his head to look, and found that Lan Tang was leaning against Zhongye's locomotive, holding Zhongye in his arms and rubbing him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also struggled in confusion: "Don't rub my face!"

Lan Tang said: "Look carefully, the 15-year-old Nakaya-kun is a petite and cute child."

Zhongyuan Zhong also seemed to hear it, and seemed to have heard it wrong again, and muttered something.

"I... will... grow taller..."

Who gave him confidence?

Of course it is the height of Aso Akiya and Rantang!Two people, one is 1.8 meters three, and the other is 1.8 meters five!

Aso wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and stood up unsteadily.

"Let's go back."

Seeing that Lan Tang wanted to drive a sports car again, Ma Shengqiu also stopped in front of him.

"I come!"

Therefore, the current port mafia leader used the speed of the city road to go home at a constant speed.

There was no extra space in the sports car, and Lan Tang sat beside Aso Qiuya with Nakaya in his arms, without wearing a seat belt.When he arrived at the villa, Chuuya had already fallen asleep in his arms, and his messy orange hair made him look like a fledgling that hadn't shed its feathers.

At the suggestion of Aso Qiuya, the two adults gave Chuya a surprise.

The last day of April.

In the early morning, Zhong Yuanzhong also wore a nightcap and a cat's one-piece pajamas. He slammed his mouth in his sleep, as if he had eaten some big meal.When it was time to go to school, his brain woke up drowsily, and he wanted to sit up, but felt that he was stuck in the bed and couldn't move.

Uh... like a classic ghost press.

He turned his body, trying to get rid of the "repression", and bumped into a warm embrace.

The breath of this embrace is so familiar.

The boy suddenly opened his eyes wide.

he saw...

I didn't sleep in my own room, but between Aso Qiuya and Lantang, hugged by my family like a child who didn't grow up.

In the eighth year of being in the world, breathing is a "natural disaster", and the Central Plains between humans and gods also touches unprecedented warmth, and the soul can't help shivering.How afraid he was that the scene in front of him would be shattered, how afraid that he didn't deserve such a happy life.

Then, when he thought that his mind was inferior to Aso Qiuya's, his strength was inferior to Lan Tang's, and there would always be someone who could stop his rampage, he suddenly relaxed.

nothing special.

In this family, it is enough to be the youngest child yourself.

Zhongyuan Zhong also tried his best to convince himself, after experiencing Aso Qiuya's embrace, he turned around with a blushing face and leaned into Mr. Lantang's embrace.He sniffed the light fragrance of the long-haired French beauty with his nostrils, and he would never forget the hand that grabbed him out of the sealed place.

Mr. Lantang...

Thank you for taking me out of that darkness.

Listening to the heartbeat in Lan Tang's chest, Zhong Yuan Zhong also seemed to have grasped his own roots.

That's how he was born.

In the dark, he was convinced that he would not be able to give birth to his own personality without Lantang.Perhaps under the influence of a huge force, a consciousness of a god will be born, but that person will definitely not be Chuya of the Central Plains, absolutely... not himself who is now a human teenager.

The cranky Zhong Yuanzhong also closed his eyes tightly, planning to fall asleep, and missed class on Friday.

Today is the last day for registration for the [-]th "Youth Award".

A few minutes later, due to a change in Lantang's movements, Zhongya Zhongye was crushed under him, almost suffocating. The tall Lan Tang didn't realize that he would crush Zhongye Zhongyuan. He was used to life with pillows. He regarded the person in his arms as Aso Qiuya.

Ma Shengqiu felt the loss of the person he used to cling to, instinctively touched the bed next to him, and hugged the two of them together in his arms.

Nakahara Chuya: Suffocate!

Zhongya Zhongyuan: Mr. Lan Tang!Your sudden love is about to crush me!

Nakahara Chuya, who didn't dare to use supernatural powers at all, saw through life with a face, and felt the troubles of happiness.

This is the beginning of his 15-year-old.

……

On May [-], the list of winners of the fifth "Youth Award" was announced.

This year's "Sentimental Award" has a special feature. The prize for No.1 short story has been increased to 500 million yen, the prize for No.1 novel has been increased to 1000 million yen, and the prize for No.1 poetry has been raised to 500 million yen. The prize money has been increased to [-] million yen!After setting up the temptation of a huge literary bonus, the competitive pressure of the "Sentimental Award" is getting bigger and bigger every year.

No one knows how many inspired and talented new authors the competition will explode!

Moreover, the "Youth Award" unilaterally stipulates that a work with more than [-] words is considered a novel, and such works will automatically participate in the novel competition after submission!

Local reporters from Yokohama City interviewed the official personnel of the "Youth Award" on the same day, and reported it in the form of TV stations at the same time when the list was announced on the website.

"Short story No.1, the work "The Nose", author Takanosuke Yanagawa!"

"No.1 novel, "The Twenty Faces of a Phantom Thief", author Edogawa Ranpo!"

"Poetry Novel No. 1, Poetry Collection "Random Hair", authored by Feng Jingzi!"

Under the aura of No.1, the names of No.2 and No.3 have become less loud, and this time Edogawa Ranpo has returned to No.1!

The Armed Detective Agency cheered.

Three No.1s, two of them are members of their armed detective agency!

Edogawa Ranpo smiled rarely, but he was no longer complacent, and his back felt chills.

Almost went to compete for short stories.

Fortunately, he was conceiving a relatively long storyline. If he wrote a little more, the number of words would exceed the limit. Otherwise, he might be the one who got No.2 today.That Takanosuke Yanagawa participated in the competition twice in total, and won No.3 for his "Water of Okawa" in the first competition!

The second entry, the writing style is more mature, directly won the No.1!

Is this guy... a literary genius?

In any case, Edogawa Ranpo achieved a satisfactory result for his last competition, and he did not let himself "lost in the late festival", and he did not even get the No.1 in the last competition.

Edogawa Ranpo hummed a few times, and went to see Sakunosuke Oda who participated in the short story competition.

"Oda, where do you think you are?"

"do not know."

"Have a little confidence!"

"It's great to win an award. The recent newcomers are better than each other."

Oda Sakunosuke spoke his heart out heavily.

The field of writing is not easy to mix.

Pigeon essence will be forgotten by readers.

Short story No.2, work "Dark Flower", author Tokutaro; No.3, work "Spring Bird", author Tetsuo; No.4 is a consolation prize, given to a new author Natsuko who entered the competition this year, her debut work " Dark Cherry"!

However, Sakunosuke Oda, who was also unable to participate in the competition next year, chose a two-pronged approach and submitted short stories and novels at one time, not wanting to live up to the qualification for the last competition.However, Sakunosuke Oda, who writes at most two novels a year, never expected that the competition for novels would be fierce!

No.2 "Discontinuous Murder Incident", author Anwu.

No.3 "Extended Edition: Infernal Naraku", author Yan Dao Zhonger.

No.4 "The Paradox of Youth", author Oda Sakunosuke.

Oda Sakunosuke watched the TV silently, thinking: Is there a "shrunk version"?In order to win the competition, these authors are more willing than themselves.

Yosano Akiko turned on the computer and logged in to the winning website of the "Sentimental Award".

She clicked her tongue and said in amazement: "Poetry is also terrible."

No.2 is Nakahara Chuya, an old acquaintance, the poetry collection "Mo Heiye", No.3 and No.4 are all people she doesn't know, click to open the content, each is a masterpiece!

In a corner of Yokohama City, a certain contestant who lived here recently suddenly jumped up from the boring yawning response.

"I won the award?"

"My short story didn't win the prize, but the long one did?"

"Hmm... can't I write a complaint letter..."

Osamu Dazai looked at the letters on his desk, and thought about it seriously.

"Write."

"I've finished writing, and I will send it next time if I don't win a prize."

Every time he doesn't win an award, he writes a letter to the judges, which has become very long after a few years of accumulation.

This time, the judges have eyes.

Osamu Dazai, who participated in the competition four times and won the third prize for the first time, felt a little touched.

It's a horrible game, I really want to kill all the players.

His thoughts resonated with Shibusawa Tatsuhiko back then, and at this time, Shibusawa Ryuhiko turned off the TV in Tokyo, and said indifferently with the gesture of a senior: "Boring."

Those who do not participate are calm.

Afterwards, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko looked in the mirror and fell into a depressed state facing himself with short hair.

Why is there no supernatural ability to make hair grow quickly?

The Supernatural Secret Service is a bunch of trash!

……

One of the annual sponsors and judges, Mr. Aso, known as the "reader" teacher, finally found a familiar pen name among these Japanese authors who like to wear vests.

Ma Shengqiu also picked up the manuscript.

He carefully checked the delivery address of the manuscript - the local city of Yokohama.

Suddenly, he laughed.

"The second of Yandao's people."

It's time to inform my subordinates that the mackerel fishing season has arrived.