Kitahara and Kaede held Karl, who jumped into their arms and chewed his sleeves tirelessly, and then looked at Poe, who wanted to run over and pick up the raccoon, but did not dare to do it, and blinked gently.

A smile that couldn't be more obvious emerged.

"My generation...my generation..."

Poe lowered his head in embarrassment, stretched out his hand and looked pitifully at Carl, who was unwilling to come back. His already long bangs completely blocked his eyes, but there was not much gloomy aura, and instead he made people feel even weaker.

a little.

Fitzgerald coughed and said nothing as if watching a show, let alone made a rescue:

He actually has some opinions about Poe. It's not just that Kitahara and Kaede particularly like this kid and knows that he always asks more questions after he joins the group. It's because he knows that the other person and the group are not of the same mind.

This introverted and extremely proud detective does not agree with the concept of the combination at all - although few people in the organization seem to agree with it - he only regards the combination as a tool, and may even sacrifice the interests of the combination in order to achieve his goals.

If Fitzgerald, who was in the ups and downs of the business world and had read countless people, wanted to, he would know the thoughts of each member of the group, but most of the time he didn't care:

After all, in the world of capitalists, as long as the interests are related, they can be tied up, and it doesn't matter whether they are sincere or not.

But Kitahara is too partial to this guy Edgar Allan Poe! He even takes the initiative to send gifts to him!

Damn it, why is this gloomy, autistic guy with great potential as a teenager so beloved by Kitahara and Kaede!

——Well, Fitzgerald admitted that he was a little bit sour when facing Edgar Allan Poe, who was four years younger than him. The only consolation was that the other person had no girlfriend, only raccoons, which made him always

It is the ability to gain an invisible sense of superiority after comparison.

"Okay, actually Mr. Po is also very cute."

The traveler looked at Poe with some amusement, who seemed to be in a tangled mess, and took the initiative to hug Carl. He didn't care that the raccoon had scratched his clothes to the point where a few threads were torn, and stood up to give Ellen...

Poe handed it over, with a bright smile in his voice: "Long time no see."

"Karl, you can't run away anymore!"

Poe quickly picked up the raccoon in his arms, as hard as if he was afraid that the little guy would run out again without anyone noticing. Then he took a deep breath nervously and shouted: "It's been a long time."

No, Mr. Kitahara! Well, I..."

He is obviously 182 centimeters tall, but in front of travelers, he feels more like a child who has done bad things, with no imposing manner.

Sigma, who was very experienced in being teased, raised his gray eyes sympathetically. He had a premonition that this human being was about to follow in his footsteps, and then he lowered his head and took a bite of the sundae with a strong cocoa flavor: the taste was indeed better than before.

The sundaes I had were good, but I still felt like I was losing $25,000.

Facts have proved that Sigma's premonitions have always been very effective.

While Poe was trying to think of words to break the "awkward" atmosphere caused by Karl when the two met for the first time, he felt himself being grabbed by Kitahara and Kaede's clothes and gently held in their arms.

"Hey! Wait!"

"Sure enough, Mr. Poe is cuter than I thought, and Carl is also very cute. Last time I heard that you won the Novel Newcomer Award, you are really awesome! Well, Mr. Poe, are you shy?

?”

"No, no! And Kitahara, can you..." Don't hold me, I'm a horse, I'll be twenty-six years old soon!

Poe was helpless and grabbed Kitahara and Kaede's clothes, shrank his neck, and was a little embarrassed by the closeness and praise from the traveler. Karl accepted it well, and even tried hard to stick his head out to seduce him.

Kitahara and Kaede's clothes were held tightly by Poe.

Beihara and Feng tilted their heads, not hearing the second half of the sentence, and their orange-gold eyes were a little confused: "Huh?"

Seeing this, Poe was so nervous that he crawled into Kitahara and Kaede's arms. He immediately gave up his previous thoughts and whispered weakly: "No...it's okay..."

Wow, how could things turn out like this?

This is what it looks like!

Fitzgerald shook his wife's hand and quietly drew a heart on her palm. As a result, the beautiful lady looked at her helplessly and indulgently, and the expression on her face instantly turned into a silly and bright smile.

But soon, the CEO may have considered that his expression was a bit too silly and not in line with his usual image, so he immediately restored his expression, but his fingers were still tracing lines in the palm of the other person's hand, trying to

The palm of the opponent's hand was itching.

As a result, Zelda was hooked a few times, and she seemed to be a little unwilling to admit defeat. She also stretched out her fingers, forcibly "opened" Fitzgerald's fingers, and started scribbling on her palms. In the end, she pulled Fitzgerald away.

De's heart also felt itchy.

But in the end, he maintained his expression with great perseverance, looked up at the entrance of the restaurant, and said in a much more casual tone than usual: "Mark, there is no need to hide at the door. Come in and wait for people to arrive.

When everything is ready, we will start the dinner."

"Dinner! But there shouldn't be many people, right?"

When Mark Twain found out that his peeping behavior was discovered, he was not too scared. Instead, he jumped out laughing and looked at Kitahara and Kaede curiously. There were two Q-like doll-like supernatural beings floating around him.

"Introduce yourself: Mark Twain! The super powers are Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn!"

The young man with orange hair didn't care that Kitahara and Kaede were still holding Poe in his arms. He let out a cheerful and energetic laugh, put one hand on his waist, and raised the other hand high to hit him.

Snapping his fingers crisply, his eyes curled up:

"The current goal is to write a full volume of "Twain's Active Diary"! Compared with other members of the group, is it full of shocks?"

"!" Poe, who had barely calmed down, poked his head out of Kitahara Kazuka's arms and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to justify his ideals.

"Sounds like a very interesting book." Kitahara and Kaede blinked and replied in a brisk tone.

"Of course it's interesting, don't you think, Tom?"

Mark Twain raised his head very proudly, stretched and found a seat to sit down, looking at the supernatural life form floating beside him.

Tom grinned and didn't answer; Huck still looked ahead as dead as ever: he seemed quite speechless about Mark Twain.

Kitahara and Feng took a look at it and successfully compared it with their impressions in the comics: the one with a bunch of curly hair and vertical pupils on his forehead should be Tom Sawyer, and the other one had very symmetrical hair and a very dull expression.

The weakest villain is probably Huck.

It looks like a cartoon doll with a round face that makes people curious about its feel.

But before he could say hello, Mark Twain, who was much more enthusiastic than expected, jumped over and sniffed beside Kitahara and Kaede solemnly, and then his eyes lit up.

"Wowo! It's the flavor of adventure! You must have experienced many adventures! Are you willing to tell me about this experience? I will definitely include you in the next "The Adventures of Mark Twain"! Yes!

It seems I haven’t asked you what your name is yet. Do you mind if I just call you Mr. Adventurer? Of course I can also give you a name..."

Poe raised his head and took advantage of Mark Twain to grab Kitahara Kaede and start his characteristic passionate confession. Then he took the opportunity to quietly sneak to sit next to Sigma, still holding him tightly in his arms.

Reluctantly falling in love with Carl.

At this time, Sigma had finally finished the goblet full of premium frozen chocolate sundae, and was looking at Kitahara Kaede who was being dragged away with resentful eyes: According to common sense, he should rush forward to declare his sovereignty at this time.

, and let this overly enthusiastic guy retreat before the difficulties, but...

He had just finished the $25,000 sundae given to him by his boss!

Although Kitahara was definitely more than twenty-five thousand dollars, he was really a little embarrassed. It was too difficult for the thin-skinned Sigma to blow up someone else's dinner just after eating their food.

But I’m still so depressed and depressed——

Sigma stared hard at the inlaid in his hand

The gold spoon was set with white and chocolate-colored diamonds. It felt like the soft pure gold was about to be bent by my gaze.

Then he glanced to the side and was startled by the Edgar Allan Poe next to him.

The other party was lowering his head to the tableware with a very depressed expression, and seemed to be a little more resentful than him.

Well, actually Sigma couldn't see Poe's expression, but he did feel the frustration on him:

After all, the frustration that was almost substantive all over his body was almost overflowing to his side!

Moreover, he kept chanting something quickly and quietly, looking very anxious.

"Hmm."

Although this person had been very close to Beihara before, but now that they were like this, Sigma was too embarrassed to show any hostility. Instead, he poked the other person with some worry and took the initiative to comfort him:

"It's okay. Beihara is very fond of small animals, and he also likes to play with small animals. If a raccoon runs over or something, it might be a surprise for Beihara."

Poe flinched when he was poked. He looked at Sigma from behind his long bangs and said in a small and pitiful tone: "But, I'm so unwilling... I, I clearly know that Beiyuan will come over after Christmas to prepare."

Lots of stuff.”

He raised his head and shouted in a resolute but still quiet voice: "I have used the rigorous thinking of writing the most rigorous mystery novels to list various situations! And I have specially prepared new clothes.

Come welcome Beiyuan!"

"But none of the plans were used...and Carl ran away, ugh."

"It's so sad. We are really stupid when it comes to interpersonal communication. Carl, it turns out that you are the only one who can stay with me. Wow, my fingers hurt so much!"

Sigma tried to say something, but in the end he looked at Poe who was bitten by a raccoon on his finger but still hugged Carl tightly. Suddenly he found that nothing he could say was appropriate, so he simply revealed "Subway, old man, mobile phone"

expression.

So why does greeting people require the rigor of the strictest mystery novel? And you didn’t even consider the possibility that the raccoon would run away?

"Mr. Kitahara has always taken good care of me and Carl since we met, and he sends me various detective novels every Christmas! He is also very patient every time I ask questions about interpersonal relationships... and also encourages me to ask questions about interpersonal relationships.

Ranpo challenge!”

Poe clenched his fists, his voice clearly showing his depression: "But at first I only communicated with Kitahara because he was a Japanese like Ranpo. Now that I think about it, I'm really sorry, so
To be continued...