So, when Mori Ogai took his Alice for a routine stroll on the street, he got a green-eyed cat.

Mori Ogai looked at the world's number one detective in front of him who confidently asked him to raise him, and slowly typed a?

This is...the foot of the wall escaped by himself???

That's right, Arasuke chose to attack directly. He ran to the place Mori Ogai had to pass openly and confidently asked to be adopted. No, it was not to contribute to the port mafia.

Super efficient!

Mori Ogai narrowed his eyes slightly, and Alice, who was holding him by his side, tilted her head and asked with pure curiosity: "Ranpo-kun, do you think the salary at the Armed Detective Agency is too low and finally decided to change jobs?"

Mori Ogai noticed that the detective in front of him was not squinting his eyes all the time. His emerald green eyes were open, and the light in his eyes seemed to be able to see through people.

No, it should be said that nothing can be hidden in his eyes.

Mori Ogai was like an embarrassed father whose daughter said something inappropriate. He patted Alice on the shoulder and said reproachfully: "Alice-chan~be polite!"

Arasuke frowned, looked at Mori Ogai with dissatisfaction and said, "Do you still need to think about this for so long?! You can clearly see why I did this at a glance!"

Mori Ogai didn't look like the leader of the Port Mafia at all. After being treated in such a bad tone, he could still smile good-naturedly at the detective, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ranpo, you also know the reason for my hesitation.

It’s not convenient to talk here, do you want to go back with me to the Port Mafia to have a chat?”

Mori Ogai had some guesses. He remembered another Nakahara Chuuya a few months ago, and looked at the Edogawa Ranpo in front of him now, and his heart moved. Because of the "community", they and the Armed Detective Agency

A brief period of peace was reached. In today's trip report, Edogawa Ranpo of the Armed Detective Agency should be handling tasks from the government with Fukuzawa Yukichi, rather than appearing in front of him and confidently asking to return.

to the port mafia.

Yes, "back to".

Mori Ogai smiled with an unknown meaning.

Arasuke waited for his words and agreed immediately: "Go! You must prepare Ranpo-sama's tea!"

The world's number one detective, wearing a light-colored detective uniform, readily agreed to the invitation from the leader of the port mafia under the sun.

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When Arasuke appeared again, the light-colored detective uniform he was wearing was replaced by a black one, and a large black suit jacket was covered over the small shawl, which Mori Ogai put on him personally.

Arasuke tugged on his coat in disgust and complained loudly to Ogai Mori: "Mr. Mori's taste has always been bad! He likes to pick out such a big coat every time. Don't you know it's inconvenient to walk!"

"

Mori Ogai smiled good-naturedly, "Ranpo-kun, there's nothing you can do about it, just bear with it~"

"Huh, let's forget it because the dessert you prepared tastes pretty good!"

Maybe it was because Edogawa Ranpo liked desserts, but Arasuke also found them delicious when he ate them, not as greasy as when he ate them, and his mood index continued to rise.

Mori Ogai heard this answer with satisfaction, and another piece of information in his little notebook was confirmed. He changed the topic and asked: "Ranpo-kun, can I ask how your health is? I just gave you a message.

When you put on your clothes, you felt that your skin temperature was a little high!"

Arasuke swallowed the last bite of the dessert and pushed his feet lightly on the ground. He pushed the chair and turned around with him. He crossed his legs on the chair and said with an indifferent expression: "I guess I have a fever. I can't get over it."

How long will it take for it to heal on its own?”

Mori Ogai showed disapproval in his eyes and said in a somewhat commanding tone: "No, Ranpo-kun, you should take good medicine when you are sick. Get up quickly and go to the infirmary with me."

The detective with green eyes seemed to adapt well to this tone. He did not resist the tone, but said reluctantly: "No! Only Ranpo-sama doesn't want to take medicine!"

Mori Ogai just looked at Arasuke without saying a word. Not long after, Mr. Detective surrendered himself, stood up with a murmur, and said in his mouth: "Ranpo-sama is not admitting defeat, he is doing it for the sake of looking at the snacks."

I’m going with you! I’m not afraid of taking medicines and injections, I just find it troublesome!”

Mori Ogai nodded with a smile and said as if coaxing a child: "I know, I know, I'll prepare snacks for Ranpo-kun after the fever subsides."

Even though it was just their first meeting, their relationship felt as if they had been together for a long time, without any awkwardness. Mori Ogai personally took Arasuke to the leader's dedicated infirmary, prescribed medicine to Arasuke himself, and took the medicine at the same time.

While asking: "Ranpo-kun, how long have you lived with me?"

The famous detective sat on the table, his legs dangling constantly, and his hat slid down a little with his movements. He raised his hand to hold the hat and replied casually: "More than five years, almost six years."

Five years? I left around the time Chuuya-kun joined.

Mori Ogai finally found all the medicine. He put the medicine on the table and pushed it in front of Arasuke, "Where did it go after that?"

The detective looked at the medicine in front of him with a look of disgust. He was so youthful that it was impossible to tell that he was already a young man in his twenties. He reached out and pushed the medicine forward slightly, as if he didn't have to face it anymore.

Like, "Then I got together with a pretty interesting Russian. Mr. Sen, it's just a small fever, there's no need for so many medicines!"

Mr. Detective, facing a formidable enemy, looked like a cat with explosive fur. The soft fur on his body exploded. He looked at the owner with teeth and claws, trying to escape the bitter pill that was about to come: "Mr. Mori, you must

It’s a secret revenge! I didn’t have so much medicine when I had a fever before!”

Mori Ogai shook his head, "No, this is a normal dose. I will supervise Ranpo-kun's taking of the medicine."

The detective looked unconvinced and said loudly: "Mr. Mori, are you just empty, lonely and cold, so you treat me as your son? I am not a child, and I don't need supervision to take medicine!"

Mori Ogai's expression froze, and he raised his hand to rub the hat-covered head of the famous detective who was not a child: "Ranpo-kun, you'd better take the medicine first before you say anything like this."

Mori Ogai looked at the famous detective's movements with a headache, and thought, this Ranpo shouldn't be more difficult to deal with than Dazai-kun, right?

…

Facts have proved that there really is.

When Mr. Detective told him for the seventeenth time that he had revealed the privacy of his subordinates who came to report on their work, Mori Ogai put down his pen and waved his subordinates to leave, intending to reason with the detective: "Ranpo-kun, your wife is cheating on you.

In fact, the words "You were cheated on" can be explained in a more tactful tone and place." And he really doesn't want to know the relationship history of his subordinates!

As of now, we already know that seven subordinates have been cheated on, three subordinates' private money has been discovered, four subordinates' sons are gay and are involved with each other, and one subordinate's daughter has fallen in love with someone who is much older than her, no matter how old she is.

As her father's man, the two subordinate children looked at each other. Mori Ogai touched his hairline sadly and began to worry about the future.

But the famous detective asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Mr. Mori, don't you like hearing these things?"

Mori Ogai paused and asked cautiously, "Mori Ogai over there, likes to hear this?" Impossible! How could he like to hear such private affairs of other people's families?

The famous detective shook his head, "I don't know about Mr. Sen over there, but Tuosi likes it quite a lot. What, I thought the leader liked to hear this kind of thing."

Seeing Mori Ogai's confused expression, the famous detective thought it was because he was not familiar with the name, and explained: "Toss is the Russian, whose full name is Fyodor Mikhailovich Toss."

Stoyevsky.”

???

Wait, Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky, that Russian, likes to hear this???

Mori Ogai's eyes were subtle. Whenever he thought that the Russian who was behind the scenes secretly liked to hear such things, he felt inexplicably...

Mr. Detective, seeing Mori Ogai deep in thought, quietly stretched out his paws to secretly pick up the medicine and throw away a few while Mori Ogai wasn't paying attention. However, he was caught and angrily spread all the medicine on the desk.

Yao jumped to the ground with Yao in his arms, and said in a long voice: "Mr. Mori, Master Ranpo is tired and needs to rest——!"

Mori Ogai put away his running thoughts, took out a key and said, "The residence is ready, not far from the headquarters. Is it okay for you to live alone?" Although he asked this

, but in fact Mori Ogai didn't intend to take care of it himself. His red eyes looked at Arasuke, "Ranpo-kun, please let me say it again."

Mori Ogai opened his hand and said in the dark top floor of the Port Mafia, the leader's office,

"Welcome to the Port Mafia."

Red eyes and emerald green eyes looked at each other, Mori Ogai stretched out his hand to the world's best detective, "Come with me."
Chapter completed!