rambunctious lover

next morning

Edogawa Ranpo was still indulging in the dream of being a king, when an external force suddenly caused his wall made of snacks to collapse.

boom—

"Wake up."

Ranpo's eyes reluctantly opened a slit, and what came into view was Onimai Tsuji's gloomy face.

"Wipe your drool, you can get up."

"What time is it?"

He glanced at the clock and exclaimed with righteous indignation:

"It's only 06:30! Do you know what time I go to work?"

Gui Wu Tsuji was originally holding his arm, but when he heard this, he let go, and watched him fall back on the pillow, frowning and said:

"That's okay, I won't make your breakfast."

"...Baking bread, even I can do it, okay?"

"very good."

Wu Mi left behind only a straight back and a loud slamming sound of the door closing.

"..."

Soon, the pots and pans in the kitchen formed a rhythmic symphony.After a while, the aroma of food slipped into Luanbu's nostrils through the crack of the door.

Edogawa Ranpo's stomach rumbled in response to the occasion.

"Gululu, Gululu."

He licked his lips, scratched his short chicken coop hair angrily, turned over and got off the bed.

As soon as he entered the living room, a detective bumped into Wu Mi who was walking out of the kitchen with breakfast.

The man raised his eyebrows, and the smile in his red pupils was obvious, but he still pretended to be surprised:

"Why did you get up so early? It's only before seven o'clock."

Luanbu took a sip of ice water as if nothing had happened, the just right coolness made him tremble all over, and he was instantly sober.

"What are you doing? Are you finally going to resume work?"

Wu Mi didn't speak first, squinting at him, pretending to be angry for a moment:

"So you were the one who got my project wet last night. I thought a mouse had entered the house."

"Rats!" Edogawa Ranpo had pimples all over his body: "How could there be rats!"

"It's not certain, after all, someone is so unsanitary."

Someone naturally talked about the Edogawa Ranpo who might leave the bags overnight after eating snacks.

It's rare for a famous detective to pretend to be confused, but he scolded Onimai Tsuji thousands of times in his heart.

"Tch, you want to invite that singer named Tori for the first show after your comeback?"

"So, I don't want you to be her bodyguard. Do you understand? Wherever you appear, there is always..."

Oni Wu Tsuji hesitated to speak on purpose, but both of them knew the unfinished words well.

"Murder".

Wherever Edogawa Ranpo appeared, there was a "murder case".

The famous detective just curled his lips in the face of the false accusation.

"If you have the ability, let the other party cancel the entrustment!"

Wu Mi didn't speak, her delicate facial features were wrinkled like a crumpled canvas, but she was a little more angry.

He walked into the room, went back and forth a few minutes later.

pat—

There was a short muffled sound, Luanbu's heartbeat stopped, and he looked down to see the man's pale, bony hands.

His joking voice hovered above his head:

"If I really let her cancel the commission, will you cry?"

"……fart."

"Ha ha."

The man laughed again.

He moved his hand away, and there was a staff pass on the table.

"Very well, I guess you'll need this today."

Edogawa Ranbu picked up his work permit, and a slight ringing in his ear caught his attention.

"Is this thing improved?"

"Well, a chip for identification has been added. After all, there have been bombings."

He paused, looked at Luanbu suspiciously again, and ordered:

"Because it was rushed, the quantity is limited. I hope you don't lose it."

"Got it, got it." Luanbu said impatiently: "If it really doesn't work, I'll keep it in my chest, it's always safe, right?"

"It's possible that you can even lose yourself."

"..."

Edogawa was at a loss for words.

How did this guy hit the nail on the head?

However, speaking of the bombing... If I remember correctly, Shu Tianyao will come out soon.

Coordination plus attempted, not he said, sometimes the legal sentencing standard is really outrageously light.

but……

After thinking about it, the Hong Kong gangsters who really caused the explosion are still at large, breathing the air of freedom.

This group of people seems to have some tacit agreement with the superiors, as long as they don't go too far, they will be safe and sound.

A sense of powerlessness welled up in my heart. When justice is not done, the famous detective is just a clown in the circus.

"Hey-"

"Why don't you sigh, sit down and eat quickly. Otherwise, you can wash the dishes yourself."

Makes sense.

How to become a partner of justice can be considered later.

He is determined not to wash the bowls.

After arriving at the detective agency, Ranpo naturally became the focus of everyone's attention.

When they learned that he was about to meet Tori, who was the most popular recently, everyone talked about it even more.

Naomi: "Mr. Ranpo, can you ask for an autographed photo of Tori? Please!"

Junichiro: "Naomi, you... are you her fan? Why haven't I heard you mention it?"

Osamu Dazai: "Mr. Ranpo, if you see that manager, please greet her for me. Just say, would you like to die in love with Osamu Dazai?"

Ranpo: "I refuse, thank you."

Atsushi Nakajima stretched his neck on the periphery of the crowd, with a cautious expression on his face:

"Hmm... is this singer so hot? Should I change into something more formal then?"

He glanced at his oversized overalls.

The owner of the gold-rimmed glasses is the only sane man left in the midst of this seemingly never-ending din.

He pushed the desk away, and the legs of the desk made a "stab" sound on the ground.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, the discussion suddenly became quieter.

The shiny black leather shoes tapped and tapped on the ground.

Everyone straightened their backs.

at last……

The man's grumpy voice came as expected.

"Do you know what time it is?"

Naomi: "...making tea, making tea, I'm going to make tea."

Junichiro: "I'll help you, Naomi!"

Osamu Dazai lay back on the sofa with a smile on his face, but his pace of fleeing the scene was faster than usual, that's all.

The famous detective met Kunikida's gaze with dignity, and heard him say:

"Mr. Ranpo, I'll go with you this time? I'm afraid that others will lose their manners."

Yes of course.Kunikida Doppo put the word "etiquette" very seriously.

Naomi whispered to the side: "Mr. Kunikida is really not a fake Gongji..."

The last word didn't come out in time because Junichiro covered her mouth.

Luanbu shrugged: "I don't care."

He took the lead, and when he left, he did not forget to pat the lost Atsushi Nakajima beside him.

Poor little guy, wouldn't it be nice not to have to spend money on a suit?

It was after ten o'clock in the morning when Ranpo and Kunikida arrived at the TV station.

After waiting for a while, Sakuma came out with a smile on his face.

She first bowed respectfully, then took out a magnetic card from her pocket, and handed it to Ranbu's nose with preciousness.

"Good morning, Mr. Ranpo..."

She looked at Kunikida, her tone paused.

"I am Kunikida Doppo."

"Hello, Mr. Kunikida. This is a special pass for TV station staff. It must be swiped when entering and leaving the recording studio and the gate. The number is limited, so you need to share it with others. I hope you two will keep it safe."

When Kunikida heard this, he didn't say a word, but the frowns he frowned told everything.

"so troublesome."

Ranpo straightened his crooked beret and walked forward.

As for the crucial card, he didn't even look at it.

In three or two steps, he walked to the gate.

Kunikida came up from behind, waved the magnetic card in his hand, and taught in a childlike tone.

"Mr. Ranpo, you have to brush this to..."

ding dong—

[Verification passed, please pass. ]

Luanbu calmly walked through the turnstile, and then showed them the faintly glowing magnetic card through the railing.

Sakuma was dumbfounded: "Mr. Ranpo, when will you..."

The detective hooked his lips and smiled slightly: "The killer's trump card will always come in handy at critical moments."

While coughing, Kunikida pushed the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose to cover up, and he quietly held the magnetic card in his palm.

"As expected of Mr. Ranpo," he said.

A detective left at the head of the pack.Sakuma can still hear Sakuma's amazement after a long distance:

"No wonder we Tori have to name Mr. Ranpo to protect her personal safety."

Luanbu thought to himself, this person is really beyond his appearance.

On the surface, Sakuma looked like a flower in the high mountains, but who would have thought that he was actually a chatterbox.

After all, they are the managers of popular singers, and it is also related to whether the comeback of the show can be a hit. The staff greeted the three of them with smiles along the way.

Many of them recognized Ranbu's identity and held his hand in gratitude.

In this way, Sakuma became more and more satisfied with the famous detective, saying repeatedly:

"As expected of the person appointed by our family, Tori."

Clichés like that.

Ah, so tired.

Ranpo doesn't hate compliments, but avoids unnecessary communication.

Before seeing the client, he wanted to go back home.

Ah, so tired.

However, having said that, who is this Tori?

Still quite discerning.

Sakuma brought the two of them to stop in front of Tori's exclusive dressing room.

"It's here."

thump thump—

At the same time as she knocked on the door, out of the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of her colleague raising her neck and solemnly straightening her bow tie.

Well, okay.

A solemn atmosphere enveloped it.

"Come in-"

A cold female voice came from the crack of the door, just like the one heard in a supermarket or a coffee shop.

He had already pictured in his mind the singer's pale face and long, narrow eyes.

Sakuma pushed open the door, made a "please" gesture, and walked in with Kunikida in disorder.

Indoors, the female singer that everyone praises has unveiled the mysterious veil.

In front of the lighted vanity mirror, she wore a simple knee-high white dress, her hair was as shiny as sesame seeds, and her hair was long and straight. Others are completely isolated.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Tori."

She clasped her hands and bowed respectfully.

"Edogawa Ranpo."

"Kunikida alone."

The woman nodded, and a smile that was colder than a lotus bloomed on her bloodless lips.

Her dark eyes stared at Ranbu unblinkingly through thick bangs, which made one's hair stand on end.

Luanbu pretentiously cleared his throat:

"Miss Tori, it's our first time meeting you. I've always thought your name is very unique. Does it have any special meaning?"

The woman lowered her eyes, the joy of being praised was completely absent on her face.

She muttered to herself:

"Tori is just a bird with an open mouth that can sing."

Crowd: "..."

Ranbu rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.

Ah, he really hates socializing, especially trying to figure out girls' minds.

"Cough, anyway, I, Edogawa Ranpo, will guarantee your safety in the near future. Until the person who sent you the death threat is caught."

Hearing this, the woman raised her head.

Her slender eyebrows were furrowed, and her dark eyes were full of apology.

"About this matter..." She took a deep breath: "Can I apply for a replacement? Mr. Ranpo's colleague is... not bad."

The woman barely gave Kunikida a look, but she said the exact opposite.

Ranbu: "... what?"

Sakuma: "Tori, what are you talking about! Didn't you teach me how to get Mr. Ranpo to agree to be your bodyguard..."

In a moment of excitement, the manager revealed some secrets, and she covered her mouth in vain.

Kunikida: "..." (pulling the bow tie awkwardly)

snort!

The detective wrinkled his nose angrily.

No need to ask, it must be that man's masterpiece!

Just as I was thinking, there was an uninvited knock on the door.

"It seems to be very lively here."

The man in the white suit went straight across Edogawa Ranpo, stepped forward to hold Tori's hand, and smiled kindly:

"Good morning, I'm Tsukihiko, the program producer."

The author has something to say: Question: A bird with an open mouth, is it _____?

The card for Ranpo is a special card for family members! (Akimbo!