Yokohama Notes of a Miss Wizard

This chaotic morning ended with the timely appearance of the hatchet that Yosano Akiko took out from the social medical room and Haruno Kirako.

In order to prevent a certain detective from crying on the spot, Kirako Haruno took the blond man and his female assistant to the president's office, leaving only Po who was at a loss hugging the raccoon.

Carl was much more at ease than Poe.

After Osamu Dazai was forcibly thrown to Atsushi Nakajima, it jumped out of Slope's arms and picked up Alvira's skirt.

Miss Witch took Carl into her arms, and dragged Edogawa, who was feeling wronged, to sit beside the candy house.

Pointing to the chair against the wall, she said to Poe, who was in social fear and anxiety: "If I remember correctly, you are Mr. Poe who chose the same case as us in the World Detective Contest six years ago, right? "

"There is no one sitting on this chair, you can sit closer and let's have a chat."

Seeing that chair, Poe moved into a corner, "Thank you for your thoughtfulness..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Alvira sitting on Edogawa Ranpo's table waving Carl's paw at him.

She asked with a smile: "So how did that gentleman get information about us from you?"

Carl squeaked in agreement and answered the master's questions.

"I asked the detective agency directly..." Alvira rubbed Carl's ear, lost in thought.

Since that person only asked Poe about the situation of the detective agency, it can be explained that the information about the "Holy Grail" was not disclosed by Poe, but by someone else.

And this person who knew that the "Holy Grail" would cause trouble for them naturally didn't think otherwise...

Seeing Kirako Haruno waving at her at the door, Miss Witch nodded.

She leaned back, looked at Mr. Detective who was still sulking, brushed his forehead hair, tilted her head and looked straight into his green eyes, "Walking?"

"Master Ranbu knows!"

Responding sullenly, Edogawa ran against her cheek and took Carl in her arms.

"Quickly explain clearly, I will be optimistic about this guy."

Since Luanbu promised to treat Po well, there would be no problem.

Alvira put her heart back in her stomach, jumped off the table, opened the filing cabinet, and found the records about the Holy Grail War.

Holding the file bag containing the records, she followed Haruno Kirakako into the president's office.

In the president's office, the blond man and Fukuzawa Yukichi were sitting face to face.

Seeing Alvira appearing with a file bag, Fukuzawa Yukichi said to the blond man, "Mr. Fitzgerald, this is the member of our detective agency who completed the 'Holy Grail War' related commission."

After finishing speaking, he nodded to Alvira, "Al, explain the situation to Mr. Fitzgerald."

"Okay, President."

Alvira opened the file bag, took out the report she had submitted, and handed it to Fitzgerald.

"During the Holy Grail War that happened three years ago, due to the failure of the Great Holy Grail itself and the wish of someone in the red master, there would be serious consequences, so there appeared Ruler-class Heroic Spirits."

In the most concise language, she summarized the cause and process of the Holy Grail War.

When talking about the results, Alvira hid the file bag behind her back, hands behind her back, and began to recall what she had written in the report at that time.

"And after we discovered that the Great Holy Grail was polluted by the evil of this world during a certain Holy Grail War, we made a decision to disintegrate the Great Holy Grail."

"Our heroic spirit [Holmes] activated the Noble Phantasm, and then found a way to disintegrate the Great Holy Grail, and assisted us in dismantling the Great Holy Grail."

"As a result, the 'universal wishing machine' has since disappeared, and the Holy Grail War has also ushered in an eternal end."

Having said that, Alvira quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the external rhetoric that the few of them settled on after deliberation.

Although a few people who returned to Yokohama claimed that the Great Holy Grail had been dismantled, in fact it was stuffed into the world by the [book] and would no longer be connected to the surface, and its magic power was also used by Alvira to complete the Holy Grail The wish of the true winner of the Great War.

Fitzgerald picked up the teacup in front of him and studied it against the light.

He stroked the outer wall of the teacup and said with emotion: "I always think that I have a deep research on porcelain, but I have to say that the Far East is the best place in terms of porcelain."

"Which family's treasure is this?"

As he spoke, he signaled his female assistant to write down his name.

Haruno Qiluozi replied calmly: "I bought it casually in the ceramic shop on the street next door."

Putting down the teacup without changing his expression, Fitzgerald cleared his throat and asked back.

"You said that the Holy Grail has been dismantled... Then why is there still a Heroic Spirit active in England?"

He leaned back his upper body and looked at her questioningly.

"The Heroic Spirit who is still active in England is [Sherlock Holmes]. He was not summoned to this world by the Great Holy Grail, so he will not return to the Heroic Seat due to the disintegration of the Great Holy Grail."

Facing Fitzgerald's questioning, Alvira took her time and showed no signs of haste.

"If you have done research on [Holmes], you will naturally find that he suddenly appeared in the Clock Tower five years ago."

"Neither the people in the Clock Tower nor Sir Doyle himself, who wrote "Detective Sherlock Holmes", has not discovered the reason for his existence. Therefore, he is still under the observation of the Clock Tower."

These things are not classified as secret, as long as a little investigation can be found out.

Fitzgerald knew very well that she was telling the truth.

However, how could the existence of heroic spirits have nothing to do with the Holy Grail?

He hung his left arm on the back of the sofa, crossed his legs, and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Let's do this." Fitzgerald spread out his right hand and stretched it towards Alvie, "Since your president disagrees with my cooperation, and I am a win-win person, then this cooperation is not worth discussing. But I very much Appreciate your talents. Someone like you fits the 'group' and it would be a waste of you to be buried in this little detective agency."

The blond man smiled confidently, and made two positive and negative gestures with his right hand.

"I can give you ten times or even twenty times the salary that this detective agency gives you. You don't have to worry about this. I have..."

When he was just about to count the properties under his name to prove his financial strength, Fitzgerald accidentally saw Alvira smiling and shaking his head.

The blond man raised an eyebrow, "Then do you like jewelry or something? I can also give you a jewelry company."

"No, it's not for this reason." Alvira interrupted him, "If you want to talk about money, the funds I have are probably no less than what you can give me."

"Then it's status?" Fitzgerald continued to ask, "I can make you a member of the U.S. House of Representatives, and I can even help you enter the Senate."

Miss Witch was unmoved, and said calmly: "Mr. Fitzgerald, my father is Sir Doyle. As long as I want, I can return to England to inherit his position and title of aide in the clock tower at any time."

After a moment of silence, Fitzgerald withdrew his hand and folded his chest, "What made you choose to stay here instead of the clock tower?"

"Hmm... because of love?" Alvira blinked and replied with a smile, "My fiancé and I are both members of the detective agency. We have met here to get engaged, and we should be married soon Hall."

She paused, and her smile deepened, "I believe that you, who love your wife deeply, must be able to understand this emotion, right?"

Fitzgerald wasn't at all shocked by what she knew about herself after learning about her Clocktower background.

As one of the longest-established superpower organizations, the Bell Tower Attendant has investigated and recorded the combination, which is not surprising.

And he, who went to Yokohama for his wife, couldn't say anything to keep her away from his lover.

But this is not impossible.

"Then you two will go with me, won't this problem be solved?"

Fitzgerald clasped his hands on his knees.

"Both of you are paid according to the standard I gave you before, and I can find a world-class designer to design your wedding dresses."

Seeing that Alvira's expression still didn't change, he said in shock, "What's the problem?"

"My fiancé, as the core of the detective agency, cannot leave the detective agency." Miss Witch couldn't help but said.

"Mr. Fukuzawa, how much money do you think can buy your company?"

After several times of thinking, Fitzgerald gave up on starting from Alvira's side, turned the offensive, and faced Fukuzawa Yukichi.

"I can sign checks right now if you name a number."

The black eyes glanced at Alvira, and the silver-haired man said helplessly, "I refuse. The original intention of the detective agency was not to make money, and naturally it is even more impossible to give up the detective agency for money."

"Will not give up for money, this is really the favorite saying of the poor." Fitzgerald closed his eyes and stretched his neck, "It's all about this, it seems that I must return empty-handed today right?"

He stood up and asked himself and answered, "But I don't think so."

Seeing that Fitzgerald was about to leave, Alvira quickly opened the door of the president's room, and added: "If you think that taking me and Ranbu away directly can achieve your goal, then let me remind you in advance, I will never allow this to happen, and we will only follow the orders of the president."

The raised foot stopped.

Fitzgerald looked at Alvira who opened the door with a fake smile.

He gritted his teeth, took a few deep breaths, exposed his white teeth, and asked with a smile, "What's your opinion, Ms. Al?"

"There's nothing that can be called a 'high opinion', just to warn you not to start with Luanbu."

The Miss Witch narrowed her eyes with a smile, her sharp little canine teeth looming on her lips.

"Although I have been talking to you with a good temper for so long, I may not have such a good temper when it comes to things about Chaos."

"I can understand that." Fitzgerald stood by the sofa with one hand in his pocket, "But why do you only obey the orders of Mr. Fukuzawa?"

Obviously there is no salary, nor is it a high-status occupation. The only thing that connects several people is the friendship between companions.

However, what is a "companion" to a person with supernatural powers?

"I really don't care about these things, but Ranpo and the president are like father and son, so I have always treated the president with the same attitude." Alvira stretched out a hand outside the room as a gesture of seeing off the guests.

Catching the key words she said, Fitzgerald suppressed his smile and walked out of the president's room silently.

His female assistant followed closely behind.

It wasn't until the two of them walked out that Fukuzawa Yukichi told Alvira, "Stop teasing each other."

Alvira turned into a cat, and rushed to his shoulder in two or three steps, "Next time!"

I will definitely not tease him like this next time!

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The author has something to say:

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President Philippines: I never expected that this is still a family business.

Al: As long as I become a cat, the president will stop training me!

President: ...It really is a cat...

感谢在2021-01-0120:08:25~2021-01-0220:04:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Aoki 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 17 bottles of yeaa;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!