64 Jinjiang Exclusive

Do you still like him?

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Perhaps she wanted to calm her mind in the cold winter night air. Kawakami Wakana stood on the balcony until all the clothes in the washing machine were washed and dried before quietly taking them back to the inner room.

She stood on the balcony for almost an hour in the wind, but she still didn't feel cold at all.

Holding the clothes, Ruoyi carefully knocked on the bathroom door. A pair of hands quickly reached out and took the clothes from her. A few minutes later, Fyodor, already dressed, left the bathroom.

Ruoyi, with her sharp eyes, immediately noticed the bloodstains under his nose.

"...!"

"Didn't I say that if it's too hot, you can get some cool water or wear a bathrobe and come out early?" Ruoyi couldn't help but say, "Why is your nose bleeding!"

She often sighed, "You really are..."

"No matter what I say, you won't listen."

In the blink of an eye, Fyodor suddenly grabbed her waist, and then his lips, cooler than usual even after a hot bath, landed on her forehead.

Kawakami Wakai:?

Kawakami Wakai:! ! !

"Hentai!!" she couldn't help but curse, "Sukabul!"

“Mom…” Fyodor murmured softly, as if he hadn’t heard her cursing.

Kawakami Ruoyi: "...?"

Hello--

Did this person soak in the bath for too long and damage their brain?

"Does it look familiar?" Fyodor didn't loosen his grip on her waist, but asked himself as if talking to himself.

familiar……

Come to think of it, during the "symbiotic" incident, in the ward at Dr. Blackjack's clinic, she did indeed seem to be...

Ruoyi felt a surge of heat rising from her stomach.

She jumped out of bed, ripped open the refrigerator door, and tossed a bottle of chilled juice into the other person's hand: "If you've been soaking in the bath for too long and your head is all hot and foggy, drink this to cool down!"

"Thanks." Fyodor waved the bottle of juice and went straight out the door. "I'm off, or the detective agency will see me."

"How inexplicable," Ruoyi muttered as she closed the refrigerator door.

But as soon as Fyodor left the room, she immediately slid to the ground and buried her face deep in her knees.

When Fei Jia kissed her forehead just now, she clearly had the opportunity to kick him away; given the vast difference in their physical strength, it wasn't impossible for her. Yet, she didn't even instinctively resist.

Could it be...?

So, I do actually have some feelings for Fedia?

and--

Did Fedia's reaction mean that the fact that she had kissed his forehead tightly while he had a fever was also discovered?

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh—" Kawakami Wakana let out a sharp, piercing scream, "That vengeful bastard! I was definitely wearing a fever-reducing patch!"

Downstairs at the detective agency.

Fyodor didn't open the bottle of drink that Kawakami Wakai had given him until he walked out of the detective agency's dormitory building, and took a sip.

The sweet taste of orange juice seemed to have cleared his mind a bit more.

Just now, he noticed that the other bottles of drinks in the refrigerator were all carbonated.

The kitten still remembers that he doesn't like carbonated drinks...

However, what bothered him even more was Kawakami Wakana's previous reaction.

He hadn't seen that panicked and bewildered expression on her face in a long time.

Could it be that the kiss wasn't a mistaken memory he had while running a high fever?

Fyodor frowned.

Is there really anyone in this world who can fire a gun at an enemy and then cry for them?

At least he can't do it.

…………

Kawakami Wakana had no idea how long she had been squatting by the refrigerator in a daze. When she finally came to her senses, the first thing she saw was the photo wall that Fei Jia had made in her room.

Is it possible that his gift was actually...?

Ruoyi slowly got up, picked up her phone from beside the bed, and sent a message to Hinata Natsumi:

Are you asleep?

Hinata Natsu called immediately.

"Meow-chan, listen to me!" the girl on the other end of the phone yelled. "Didn't I go to England for training? The food there is absolutely outrageous! At mealtimes, all I can eat is fish and chips!"

"I was going to complain to you, but it's best if the timing doesn't coincide; you might be at work or on break..."

"I feel sorry for you..." Ruoyi gave you a virtual pat from afar.

However, her tone of voice still alerted her friend, whom she hadn't seen for many years, to something was amiss.

"...What's wrong, Meow-chan?" Hinata Ai stopped her incessant complaining about the English food. "That Feda...did Feda bully you again?"

"That's not true," Ruoyi said with a faint smile. "I just wanted to ask when you're going back to China."

"What happened this weekend?"

“Okay.” Ruoyi nodded. “Then… could you come to the gym and play volleyball with me for a while… We don’t need to form two teams of twelve people each, just the two of us can practice serving and receiving.”

"Also, I've been quite busy with work lately. Once I'm done with this, I'd like to get a driver's license."

“…!” Hyuga Natsu, who was feeling sorry for herself after eating so much fish and chips these past few days, almost dropped her phone on the ground.

You should know that ever since she was unable to become a professional player due to a car accident in her first year of high school and had to leave the volleyball club, Miao-chan has never played volleyball again, and now that she's of age, she has no plans to get a driver's license.

After all, if you could only choose one between drinking and driving, it's obviously easier to completely avoid the latter.

She was worried that although Miao-chan seemed to have regained her original lively personality on the surface, she was actually still holding a grudge about this matter.

But now it seems...

She doesn't need to worry anymore.

"Waaah—" Hinata Natsu couldn't hold back her tears and burst into tears.

The crying startled Kawakami Wakana.

"Ugh... fish and chips can't be so bad they'd make you cry, right?"

"No, that's not it!" Hinata Natsu sniffed hard. "Nyan-chan, you really are... I'm going to cry... Waaaaaaahh ...

"Never mind... I won't say anything more. Anyway, when I get back, I'll call my brother and we'll play ball together!"

"Yes," Ruoyi said with a smile, "It's a date."

the next day.

As soon as Kawakami Wakana arrived at the Armed Detective Agency, she told the other members of the agency everything she had seen the day before.

"It's just a pity that no matter how hard I try, I can't see 'Kamui's' face clearly..."

"That's nothing!" Edogawa Ranpo said casually, a lollipop dangling from his mouth. "If your superpowers could see through everything, what would be the point of having a famous detective like me?"

"Presumably, Wakai-chan's ability is also meant to let the famous detective find out 'Kamui's' true identity himself!"

Kawakami Ruoyi: "..."

"Ranpo-san," Atsuya Nakajima couldn't stand it anymore, "isn't this way of comforting you a little off?"

Before he could finish speaking, Dazai Osamu grabbed the strap of his overalls.

"Atsushi, don't forget that today is your follow-up appointment with Dr. Blackjack."

Atsushi Nakajima exclaimed "Ah!" and prepared to go out with Osamu Dazai, but Dazai suddenly stopped at the door, causing Atsushi, who hadn't reacted in time, to bump into his back.

Even though Atsushi Nakajima no longer felt pain from such a small impact, he couldn't help but complain, "Dazai-san, what are you doing!"

"I suddenly realized I forgot to bring something," Dazai Osamu said casually, pointing at Wakana.

Kawakami Wakai: Huh? Me?

"Wakai-chan hasn't been assigned any work today, has she?" Dazai Osamu said nonchalantly. "Then come with us."

"Um……"

In fact, Kawakami Wakana was also somewhat concerned about Dr. Blackjack and Pinocchio, as well as how Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who had undergone surgery that day and had been recuperating at the clinic, was doing now. So she also went to the clinic by train with Dazai Osamu and Nakajima Atsushi.

It was still Pinocchio who opened the door.

Judging from her expression, she seemed to have moved on from the trauma of the bomb incident at the clinic. Upon seeing Ruoyi, she immediately covered her mouth in surprise and exclaimed:

"Wakai-san is dressed so simply today!"

Kawakami Wakai:?

She glanced at the clothes she was wearing.

She wore a white shirt and a light blue skirt, along with off-white boots.

It's not a very bright color, but it should be alright.

“But,” Pinoko tilted her head, “the last few times Ruoyi came, she was dressed as a blueberry cake.”

"Pinoko thought you were starting to like this type of clothing."

"..."

Kawakami Wakana glared fiercely at Dazai Osamu.

It's all this guy's fault—!

At least during Akutagawa's surgery, she was tricked into dressing up like that!

Fortunately, Pinocchio didn't pay much attention to these details. He led the arriving patients to find Black Jack. This time, Ruoyi also went to the clinic with them.

"Let's do an electromyography (EMG) test first today," Blackjack said, observing Atsushi Nakajima's hand shaking uncontrollably once again.

“Electromyography, huh?” Dazai Osamu said deliberately, “Atsushi-kun, you can’t do this! If there’s been no significant improvement after all this time and the electromyography doesn’t show anything, the doctor might suspect you’re faking it!”

Atsushi Nakajima: ?

"Dazai-san—?"

He panicked for a moment, unsure whether he should first question Dazai Osamu about how he had let something slip, or explain something to Black Jack.

But he noticed—

Whether it was Dazai Osamu, Kawakami Wakai, or even Dr. Black Jack, they all remained completely calm and composed.

Atsushi Nakajima: "...!"

"Doctor...did you already know I was faking illness?"

“Compared to neurology, I am indeed better at surgery.” Blackjack placed his pen and medical record on the table. “It’s not difficult to tell whether someone has real Parkinson’s or is faking it.”

"Since you're not going to pretend anymore, then tell me, what exactly is your purpose in staying here with me for so long?"

"After all, this may affect whether or not I charge you for the treatment during this period."

“It’s very simple.” Dazai Osamu leaned back in his chair, his eyes gleaming. “I wonder if you, Dr. Blackjack, are interested in the vampire virus?”

"As the name suggests, it's the kind of virus that can turn normal people into vampires, similar to the zombie virus in movies."

[Author's Note]

New article published qwq

The anime next door, *Ranpo Neko Neko's Dimensional Girlfriend Has Become a Reality*

Please add this to your favorites, waaaaaah!

My rhinitis is really bad today, so I'll take a break.

No more mini-dramas qwq I'll make up for it tomorrow