Has the Chaos Walker set collapsed today?

The place where Ranpo-kun works is called Armed Detective Agency, Izumi Hoshino knows this.Compared to Mr. Ranbu who knows everything about him, there are many things on his side that he can't say clearly.

Regardless of whether it is the work of the God Inspector, or the dangerous nature and confidentiality of the profession, even now it cannot be frankly disclosed.It was also like this that Izumi Hoshino had a sense of worrying about gains and losses in his heart towards Ranbu.

Between lovers, one side faces each other frankly, while the other side conceals a lot. This guilt has always been pressed in his heart, which makes Hoshino Izumi particularly concerned about Luanbu's sensory impression on him.

However, he screwed up.Whether it's the embarrassing scene of meeting for the first time, or the awkward silence of being in the same room with the other's colleagues.

Hoshino Izumi held the black tea handed over by Miss Chunye, and made up his mind to ease the embarrassment. After taking a sip, the sweet and greasy taste in his mouth made his taste buds go numb for a moment.

I wanted to talk to Ms. Haruno through the idea of ​​"the tea is delicious", and Mr. Ranpo just said "the black tea that he brought yesterday", which means that this tea was specially prepared by Mr. Ranbu for him.

No matter how unpalatable it is, he should smile and say it's fine wine, and drink it cherished.But...so sweet!

He swallowed the tea with great difficulty, his tongue rolled in his mouth for a few weeks before he managed to suppress the taste, and then he grinned and asked with difficulty: "Miss Chunye... how about this tea..."

"Mr. Ranpo specially prepared it for you~" Haruno said with a smile, "I heard that I specially asked the president to find a relationship to buy Dahongpao in China Street. The packaging looks very high-end. What do you think of the taste?"

"...Of course it's delicious." Hoshino Izumi smiled, but the corners of his eyebrows twitched uncontrollably. "Is it sugar added?"

"Well, Mr. Ranpo said that you like sweets, and you should add a lot of honey to your tea, or is it not sweet enough?" Haruno's brows were also twitching non-stop, as if to say 'No, this is not enough'.

Izumi Hoshino: "..."

Although this love is very sweet, the burden is not a bit heavy.

And, has he ever mentioned to Ranbu-kun that he likes sweets?I should have said that Ranpo-kun is not the kind of person who can play tricks, and he is not Tsurumaru Kuninaga!

Wait, maybe it's because I feel that I'm too much younger than him, so I applied the panacea rule of 'children like sweets' to him!

This is too bad!He came to Yokohama to improve his relationship with Ranpo-kun. If he was treated like an immature kid, it would be too miserable!

He was indeed 15 years old when he established a relationship with Ranpo-kun back then, but there are some things that cannot be calculated by the superficial age. The flow of time is very slow, 24 hours a day in the normal world, 48 hours a day in his place, if the time of war is tight, this flow can be artificially adjusted to be slower.

After all, there are not many psykers who are qualified to act as a god-inspector. During the most intense period of the war, he worked in shifts, so busy that he hardly even had time to sleep.

So Izumi Hoshino believes that although his physical age is 20 years old, his actual age can be counted upwards. Ranbu seems to be six years older than him, but he is much older than him mentally!

Never be treated like a child!

Hoshino Izumi's heart was turbulent, but he still forced a smile on the surface. "That...sweet tea is also good, but it would be better if it can be brewed normally. After all, Mr. Ranbu spent a lot of effort to buy the tea, and the original taste is worthy of his intention."

"Hey, it's not the president who is struggling—"

Before Haruno finished speaking, someone covered his mouth and pulled him back. In the blink of an eye, there was a person sitting in front of him.Izumi Hoshino remembered his name, which Ranbu-kun mentioned just now.

"Mr. Dazai?"

"Yes~ My name is Osamu Dazai~ Hoshino has been admired for a long time~" Dazai approached with a smile, his smile was as bright as the sunny day outside the window. "I heard Kunikida mention that Hoshino and Ranpo-san have been dating for a long time, right?"

"That's right." Izumi Hoshino put down his teacup, adjusted his sitting posture, and looked at Dazai with his head held high.

I was finally able to talk to Ranpo-kun's colleague. Is he going to ask him about his relationship with Ranpo-kun, and is he sure whether he is worthy of such an excellent Ranbu-kun?I heard from Ranpo-kun before that the colleagues in the detective agency are very dependent on him, and he is a troublesome junior who will lose motivation after leaving for a while.

According to this analysis, the relationship with Ranpo-kun should be very good.In this way, it is even more necessary to cheer up and deal with it.

"Mr. Ranpo was very happy when he found out that you were coming to Yokohama. Don't look at him acting as serious and diligent as usual, but last night he took us to clean his dormitory together~ Even the president I'll do it myself~"

Dazai thought of the several large boxes of snacks that he sorted out from the Ranpo dormitory last night, and the large box of snack crumb packaging bags that he found in the corners. The expression on the president's expression at that time was enough to scare several elementary school students to death.

Izumi Hoshino was amazed, and he also realized more deeply how lofty Ranpo-kun's status is to this detective agency. While feeling honored, he couldn't help standing up and bowing deeply to Dazai and the people behind him who were poking around.

"I didn't expect this to happen. Thank you all so much." Mr. Luanbu was very moved to have such a good colleague.

Dazai shook his hands, and said generously: "It's a trivial matter, but although Mr. Ranpo is usually reliable, in fact, he has a bit of trouble in life. You understand, a person who is particularly intelligent in a certain way, God for the sake of fairness, It will deprive him of other abilities as complements."

"I understand." Hoshino Izumi accepted this well. "I also know a lot of people with outstanding abilities but lacking in life skills. Please rest assured that I am good at housework and cooking, and I will take good care of Mr. Ranpo in the future."

"That's really great~ Mr. Ranpo lived alone before, living alone in the dormitory, but you also know that he is very busy, and you have seen it today, he is so busy every day, he is so busy that he can't even drink his saliva I don’t have much time, three meals a day are either cooked by the president, or I just eat bento from the supermarket, which is not good for my health.”

"This is indeed an issue that needs to be taken seriously. I will prepare three meals so that Mr. Ranbu can eat on the hour." Hoshino Izumi looked taught, and even couldn't help groping in his sleeves.

Naturally, this kimono was just an ordinary kimono. Although it was unexpectedly close-fitting, it may be because he is about the same size as the president.But there was no pocket in the sleeve, so naturally he couldn't take out what he wanted.

A notebook and a pen were placed in front of him at the right time, Izumi Hoshino smiled gratefully at Dazai, opened the first page, and saw a densely packed schedule.

Izumi Hoshino: "...Well, did you take it wrong?"

Isn't it an empty book?

"Mistake, mistake~" Dazai turned his head and placed one hand next to his mouth in the shape of a trumpet, and shouted to the strange blond young man with glasses behind him who maintained a stiff posture like a plaster cast, "Mr. Kunikida~ You took it wrong~ Take it Come here with the empty book."

The young man stood up suddenly and heard the sound of his leg bone hitting the corner of the table, but his expression didn't change, as if he didn't care about the pain at all, he mechanically took out a new notebook from the drawer , limped over and placed it in front of Hoshino Izumi's table.

Then, with his back to Izumi Hoshino, he faced Dazai.

"Dazai..." came a voice suppressing anger. "When did you take away my important notebook?"

"What does it matter~ This is Ranpo-san's lover who has been dating for 'many years'~ He has been 'dating' before Mr. Kunikida joined the company~ I have always been curious and wanted to meet each other~ It's just a notebook, what's the matter? Big deal, those who don’t know think you don’t welcome him~”

Izumi Hoshino stopped copying notes, and looked up at Kunikida's back.The young man's ponytail tied behind his head stood up stiffly like an electric shock, and he slowly turned his head and smiled at Izumi Hoshino, as if wearing some kind of pain mask.

Stuttering incoherently: "No, no, I just didn't expect you, you, you...to be so young. Well, welcome, that...Mr. Ranpo has always mentioned you, you, you...that...ah Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat!!!"

Izumi Hoshino watched in a daze as Kunikida broke through the door suddenly. A hole in the shape of a human was broken out of the solid wooden door. No matter how slow he was, he noticed something was wrong.

Dazai, however, didn't seem to feel Izumi Hoshino's restraint at all, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Kunikida has such a strange personality, bluffing, occasionally making sabotage like a madman, and he can still work Halfway through, I punch the air~ It’s fun, isn’t it hahaha~~”

"...Indeed, it's quite interesting." Rao is used to seeing people with various personalities, and Hoshino Izumi, who also has a full knife tent in Honmaru, also thinks this personality is quite peculiar.

"Okay Dazai, don't pester Hoshino, if Mr. Ranpo finds out, he will be angry~" Yosano appeared like a savior.

Dazai propped his chin with one hand, and said teasingly, "Hey~ are you angry~ or are you jealous~"

"Eat, jealous?" Hoshino Izumi's attention was suddenly turned.The face with cold white complexion seemed to be covered with a layer of rouge, the kind that covered from forehead to neck.

Is Ranpo-kun so possessive?How could you be jealous?

... so cute!It's hard to imagine that Ranpo-kun, who can maintain his calm and guide the country even if Mount Fuji erupts in front of him, would be jealous!

——The contrast is so cute! ! !

"Aquan, let's go first, and we have to buy you daily necessities." The voice of Luanbu sounded at the right time.

Ranbu, who had just come out of the president's office, walked over while straightening his neckline, and walked towards the gate involuntarily, as if he was sure that Izumi Hoshino would automatically follow.

The fact is also the same, Hoshino Izumi, who was already so cute that he was about to faint again, followed him three steps at a pace like a slightly drunk drunk.

Luanbu glanced at the miserable state of the gate, glanced at Dazai who was smiling harmlessly, and said to Xie Ye in a flat tone: "The repair cost of the gate will be counted on Dazai."

Dazai: "...!!!"

"That... this one..." Dazai showed a shy look, sweating profusely. "My wages have already been spent."

"...Less than half a month has passed." A group of people hiding in the dark suddenly heard a timid voice.

Izumi Hoshino looked over and saw skulls of different hair colors lined up on the door frame of the tea room from top to bottom, and the faces could not be seen clearly.

"Then it will be deducted from next month's salary." Ranpo gave full play to the courage that a pillar of a detective agency should have.

Pointing to the forehead with Yosano: "Okay~ Mr. Ranpo~"

"Hmph!" Luanbu snorted coldly, opened the door and led Hoshino Izumi away with big strides.

The corridor was spacious, and Izumi Hoshino quickly followed Ranbu and stood side by side with him.Now his mood has eased a lot, and he said a little puzzled: "Mr. Luanbu, are you off work? It's not even noon yet?"

"Well, anyway, all the work has been completed. I am different. I don't need to abide by the working hours. I work flexibly."

"Well, that's not bad. So the work you just finished is a day's worth?"

"A day's worth?" Luanbu stopped, put his right hand on Biqi's chin, pushed the frame with his left hand, and the eyes behind the lens narrowed into curved arcs in a 'rare' way.seems to be thinking.

Thinking about it, should I be sure that it is a 'day's work', or tell the truth...it is actually a 'two months' work' by a detective agency...?