Yokohama Script Team

The green-eyed cat, who had been wandering all day, ran home, kicked his shoes away as soon as he entered the door.

Ranpo Edogawa had a fulfilling day today.

The 14-year-old Edogawa Ranpo has never experienced a series of work pressures. The burden of life cannot be seen on this young man, and the young man has a happy expression.

"I'm back! Makino! Lan Tang!"

Makino Chihime, who was monitoring the door, had a laptop in front of her, and a good radio device could absorb the sound of the wind blowing leaves from outside.

The conversation between Ranpo Edogawa and Yukichi Fukuzawa was not missed.

Lan Tang was holding a thermos cup in the warm room, staring at the screen with half-closed eyes.

The two looked at him at the same time: "Welcome home, Chaos."

Makino Qianji looked away from the monitor, and said one more sentence: "You performed very well today, Lan Tang made dessert, do you want to eat?"

No matter how old Edogawa Rampo is, he likes thick dim sum very much.

I especially like desserts.

Say no to dessert?It doesn't exist in Edogawa Ranpo!

"Okay!" Edogawa Ranpo rejoiced.

He quickly ran into the kitchen, his little brown cloak fluttering in the air, Lan Tang stared at his cheerful back for a few seconds, and suddenly said sourly: "Actually, Mr. Ranbu, you only like my desserts!"

Makino Chihime said, "This is normal, Lan Tang."

what?

Lantang felt a sense of crisis, "Muye?" What are you implying?

Makino Chihime from the script team showed him a bright smile.

How to say something?

——"It's true that people like you, but they like your writing even more!"

Sitting next to the great poet, Makino Qianji's urging hand was about to move, and her eyes glowed green.

"..."

Lan Tang couldn't sit still because of the "salivating" eyes of the children at home, feeling like he was on pins and needles, feeling like he had turned into a delicious snack, and was thinking about where to eat it.

Thriller!horrible!

The head of the family, Lan Tang, tightened his grip on the scarf. When he was uneasy, the scarf was the only thing that could bring him warmth. He was afraid that the children at home would be thinking of ways to trick him again.

Who made his brain the bottom of the family Orz

Makino Chihime said faintly: "I'm thinking of a hundred ways to stew pigeons."

Did you hear that?Lan Tang, pigeon spirits who don't write well will be caught and stewed!

Since the ostensible identity is a poet, then write it well. If you don’t produce for a long time, you will not only be suspected of your identity, but also be sent a blade by readers!

Lan Tang stared blankly and said: "...I will write it."

Even if he said that Makino was responsible for the damn "poet" status, Makino wouldn't listen - Makino would just sit in front of him without saying a word.

Supervise his writing without blinking!

Lan Tang is powerless: I didn't even know I had the talent to write poetry!

Edogawa Ranbu came over with a plate of desserts, Maomao ignored the delicate atmosphere in the living room, and the lively boyish voice sighed forever full of energy: "Mr. Makino and Mr. Rantang are so generous today!"

Well, the atmosphere is completely spoiled.

Makino Chihime said casually, "Because you performed very well today."

With regard to Edogawa Ranpo's education, although the two have fierce methods, they are cautious inside and are not stingy with rewards. This is the unanimous decision of Makino Chihime and Rando.

Makino Chihime tapped the screen.

The silver-haired samurai watched Edogawa step into the door, then turned and left with a calm and serious face. The shadow behind the silver wolf was stretched by the street lights in the night, and the lone swordsman was alone.

But Makino Qianji knew that Silver Wolf had been shaken.

He tries to accept an underage teenage partner from being a loner.

Touching the vacuum flask, Lan Tang said in a tone full of vicissitudes: "Mr. Luanbu, congratulations on finally learning social etiquette and being able to invite guests. As Muye said, this is a reward."

Edogawa Ranpo's eyes complained, "Why is this so?"

Mr. Lan Tang, who obviously can't eat bad teeth, but still restricts desserts at home, is too good.Lantang will not care how many desserts Edogawa Ranpo buys and brings back, but he will restrict the consumption of the desserts he made by himself-here specifically refers to Edogawa Ranpo.

The French transcender was deadpan.

Thanks, he's human too, making desserts + writing poems only occasionally.

If there are too many times, the strike spirit of the French will drive Lan Tang to happily dove off the two children and give himself a unilateral holiday.

Edogawa Ranbu sighed casually, eating a little slower, wanting to savor it.

"If Ranpo wants to learn how to make desserts, I can teach you too."

Lan Tang said lazily, giving a solution once and for all.

"I'm greedy for Lantang's dim sum, but I don't want to learn it by myself."

Makino Chihime gives unreliable advice.

"Ranpo, you can try to ask Mr. Fukuzawa to do it for you. Mr. Fukuzawa is a very friendly person."

Edogawa rolled his eyes at random steps, ran to the farthest sofa and sat down angrily: Mr. Makino and Mr. Rantang are really unreliable, the famous detective doesn't want to learn how to make desserts, and Uncle Fukuzawa doesn't seem to be able to make desserts people.

……

The next morning, Ranpo Edogawa, who still got the right to eat the remaining desserts, washed up and was sent out by two "parents".

Fukuzawa Yukichi waited outside the door as agreed.

Makino Chihime stood inside the door, waving goodbye to Edogawa Ranpo and Chikun outside the door.

On the other side, Lan Tang dutifully played the role of a weak poet, with melancholy and solemn brows.

"Mr. Fukuzawa, I will entrust my child to you."

Fukuzawa Yukichi turned his gaze nonchalantly around Makino Chihime, Edogawa Ranpo and Chikun who were standing together, not knowing whether to lament that "the other party has an adult in his family" or to "in the spirit of intelligence and strength, I will be able to help you." The few children who can be said to be rampant in the field actually have a poet parent" and wondered.

In his hand, he still holds a collection of poems given by Lan Tang, who calls himself a "poet", which is said to have been published by himself.

The other party was still distressed and said: "Luanbu must have caused you trouble. As a parent, I apologize to you."

"No, no."

Fukuzawa Yukichi glanced at Edogawa Ranpo, and said sincerely: "There is no such thing, Mr. Lantang, this is not a trouble to me, it is better to say: Ranpo is a very smart child, I believe that Ranpo , he will be of great help to me."

Lan Tang seemed to frowned, "Then, I will trouble Mr. Fuze in the future."

He said apologetically, "You are a very decent person, and your help is indispensable for Luanpo's education. You can also see that Makino is rather rough."

"..."

Fukuzawa Yukichi was speechless.

He shouted in his heart: You also know, this is not just rough!

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded calmly on his face, "Well, I will take good care of him."

Makino Chihime also said to Edogawa Ranpo: "If you have a commission, do it well. If you have nothing to do, you can go to our 'Buteisha' and buy everything. I believe in your taste."

Edogawa Ranpo nodded indifferently.

Makino Qianji took a step back, stood together with Lan Tang, and watched the three of them go away until they couldn't see their backs. The facial expressions of Lan Tang and Makino Qianji suddenly relaxed.

Lan Tang rubbed his face.

It is really difficult for him to assume the posture of a melancholy and sensitive poet. When did the transcendent pretend to be weak?

But finally... entrusted Luanbu for the time being.