I, Kudo Shinichi, the rice flower death god

Nights in summer are very different from daytime.

It's not so hot, but with a gentle breeze, blowing on people, making it seem as if they can leave all their worries behind.

Even the mood has become extraordinarily comfortable and extraordinarily pleasant.

On such a beautiful night, Shinichi's mood is not very beautiful.

He knew that the aura of death on his body was very powerful, after all, since he was a child, he had been cheated I don't know how many times.

But he didn't expect that it had only been twelve hours since he went out today, but there were many twists and turns.

First, when I went to the convenience store to find a junior high school classmate, I found that the other party was wrongfully accused of stealing things by the store manager, and I spent some time helping her get rid of the suspicion, and by the way, I caught the parasites in the convenience store.

Then when I arrived at the pottery class, it didn't take long for another murder to happen, and it was still the kind of "I can't forgive him" drama that Shinichi hated the most.

By the time Officer "713" had completed the case, it was already dark.

Thinking about it carefully, Shinichi suddenly found that he was obviously accompanying the little angel when he went out today, but the two didn't seem to have communicated much.

However, looking at Xiaolan's appearance, it seems that she has not been affected.

Walking under the street lamp, her shadow was stretched long by the street lamp, intertwined with Shinichi's shadow.

The girl with small hands behind her back, her pretty face slightly flushed in the warm yellow light, lowered her little head, stared at the ground under her feet, as if there was something worth observing.

"What are you thinking?"

Shinichi couldn't help but ask.

"I'm thinking about you!"

Raising his head, Xiaolan responded to him with a big smile.

The overly straightforward words made Shinichi slightly stunned, and subconsciously stopped.

"Look, today you helped Xiao Xuan solve the trouble, and you also helped the convenience store catch the thief, and helped Officer Twilight solve a case......"

The girl withdrew her gaze and began to count the lattices on the ground again, muttering softly.

Shinichi didn't expect that when he was busy solving troubles, the little angel was silently watching by his side.

Even some details that he hadn't noticed himself were remembered by her.

"I'm sorry, I ......"

After being stunned for a while, Shinichi was interrupted as soon as he spoke.

"I'm sorry, why do you say I'm sorry?"

Xiaolan looked at her suspiciously, and then smiled.

"I see! You don't need to apologize, you didn't mean to do this!"

Growing up together, although Xiaolan doesn't understand any concepts such as the aura of death, she also understands Shinichi's physique that can be involved in trouble at any time.

"As long as you're by my side, I'm already happy!"

As she spoke, her smile became a little coquettish, and she turned and stretched out her hands to Shinichi.

"Carry me!"

Shinichi was stunned again.

At the moment, he felt that he was a little unable to adapt to the change in the personality of the little angel.

The distance between the two was so close that he could even smell a faint aroma wafting from the girl.

Xiaolan blushed and opened her arms, her watery eyes blinking, as if she was urging someone to hurry up.

The warm yellow light shone on her pretty figure, making her look extremely dazzling.

Smiling lightly, Shinichi didn't continue to speak, crouching down in front of her.

Xiaolan was not polite, and pounced on him with a swoop, and her white arms firmly wrapped around his neck.

Under the street lamp, the two shadows finally converged into one, and slowly moved forward under the witness of the starry sky and the moonlight.

At this point in time, the streets of rice are already quiet.

The street where the two were located was already close to a residential area, there were no major entertainment facilities, and even the nearest convenience store was a few minutes ago.

However, several vending machines can still be seen flashing on the side of the road.

Xiaolan rested her chin on Shinichi's shoulder, grinning on her face.

"Sure enough, it's still as comfortable as before!"

The last time Shinichi carried a little angel like this, it was when I was in elementary school.

At that time, the girl was still very ignorant, and she didn't feel anything about this overly intimate behavior.

But when she went to middle school and the differences between men and women became more and more obvious, she was easily shy and understood some truths.

Under the pressure in her heart, Xiaolan, who was not restrained, also became bold.

In other words, a month ago, she was afraid that she had fainted in shame.

"Shinichi, which of these two teacups do you think is better?"

Shaking Shinichi's neck, Xiaolan asked, pointing to the bag she was carrying. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

This is the work done by the two of them before the death of the pottery class.

As a beginner, it is easy to get started with teacups, which are simple to make and compact pottery.

"You must be doing better, I don't have this talent~"

Shinichi said honestly.

Originally, he was not very interested in pottery, and this kind of work was not something he was good at......

The ceramic teacups made today cannot be said to be miserable, but can only be said to be unbearable.

"In that case, shall I give you the teacup I made?"

Hanging the bag mischievously around Shinichi's neck, Xiaolan asked with a smile.

"Then I'll give you the teacup I made too, okay?"

"Who wants such an ugly teacup!"

"You can use it as a pen holder!"

......

The not-so-loud frolic constantly echoed through the streets.

After a while, Shinichi stopped in front of a vending machine, took a few coins from his pocket and threw them in.

"Bang Bang—" ×3

The pick-up slot under the vending machine sounded the sound of drinks dropping three times in succession.

Xiaolan poked her head out, glanced at Shinichi, and then focused on the screen of the vending machine, on which the golden font "One More Bottle" kept beating.

"Looks like your luck is as good as ever!"

Having handed both cans of strawberry milk to the little angel, Shinichi was not surprised at all.

If he has a halo of death on his body, then there is no doubt that Xiaolan must also have a halo of luck on his body.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as the reincarnation of the European Emperor.

"Of course!"

The two sat on the chairs next to the vending machine, and the girl proudly held her cerebellum 0.9 bags.

Inserting the two straws into the milk, Xiaolan handed one of the cans back to Shinichi.

looked at the strawberry milk in the hand of the girl in front of him, and then looked at the ice in his hand, he decisively chose the former.

If nothing else, I just think milk is healthier.

However, Shinichi's aura of death seemed to be extraordinarily active today, and he didn't wait for the two of them to rest for a while.

Not far from the street, a woman's screams could be heard.

Shinichi and Xiaolan glanced at each other and ran to the source of the sound together.

Although he knew that it would be troublesome, the kind little angel would not let this happen in front of him and leave it alone.

Although she knows that this will be troublesome, Shinichi will definitely help the little angel solve her troubles.

"Ran!"

Holding the girl's hand, Shinichi suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong?"

"It's a beautiful moonlight!".