Dilu, who was forcibly detained at Kudo's house to recover, turned over in Kudo Shinichi's room.

In fact, they can't blame them for not being able to find the truth, after all, if this kind of thing is done by an existence that can be invisible, then it is normal that the worldview of this "Kexue" cannot be understood.

Something that can't be said right now is happening.

Yawning, but not moving, Dilu patiently waited until the Kudo couple fell asleep, and then ran out of the window again.

The room where he lived was empty at this time, and Ley was not there, and he didn't know whether he went on an FBI mission or looked at himself who hadn't come back for a few days, thinking that he had abandoned this "safe house".

But it didn't matter if he wasn't there, and after pressing the inexplicable wounds on his body recently, Dilu opened the refrigerator.

And then its face turned blue.

I saw that the chocolate milk, which had occupied all the drink compartments arrogantly, was now hiding in a corner of the refrigerator aggrievedly, and the sandwich that could be eaten by baking it in the microwave was gone, replaced by a mess of ingredients.

Di Lu even found a cookbook on the table, and looking at the dense notes on it, it still couldn't hold back the surging complaints in his heart after all.

Shuichi Akai, what are you doing, Shuichi Akai! Is this why Okiya Pleiades can cook?

Is the FBI really that idle?

Di Lu didn't understand, but Di Lu was shocked.

The wine cabinet was full of various types of gin, and it was replaced by Akai Shuichi who bought the Golden Flower Cognac from somewhere.

Although, Akai Shuichi probably has that serious illness.

Dee showed up expressionless.

But luckily he didn't touch the gin he treasured, otherwise it would have torn the agreement with this world and killed him.

Thinking of Cao Cao Cao, it seemed that he felt Di Lu's heart, Akai Shuichi walked in from the door, and was stunned for a moment when he saw Di Lu, and then nodded very naturally to Di Lu, who was standing in front of the wine cabinet in a daze, and walked to his room with a cello case and a body of gunsmoke.

Seriously, for a moment Dilu even thought that Shuichi Akai was the owner of the house, and that he was just an outsider.

Or I'll kick him out tomorrow.

Whatever he pries tomorrow, he will be cast out. Di Lu made up her mind, and then calmly walked from the storage room with a bottle of gin to her room.

When passing in front of Akai Shuichi, the door inside opened, and Akai Shuichi wiped his hair and looked at Dilu at his door, and then looked at the gin in his hand.

"You like gin so much? Don't even like to drink it yourself? "Could it be that Camus has some special relationship with gin?

No, in a sense, I still like to drink "myself", after all, gin is gin.

Unprepared to ignore Shuichi Akai, who didn't know what was going on, Di Lu hugged the wine bottle in his arms tightly, like a cat stealing food in front of his master, glanced at his master with disdain, and then left with a small dried fish in his mouth proudly.

Shuichi Akai really has this sense of immediacy: I probably have a bad brain, or it's my eyes.

…

Early the next morning, Dilu took out his gun and rushed downstairs, pointed the gun at Shuichi Akai, who was busy in the kitchen, and threatened fiercely.

"It's time to get out of my territory, right? Mr. Undercover. ”

Although he was pointed at early in the morning, pointing at him was still the landlord of the house he was currently in, but Akai Shuichi didn't look panicked at all, just calmly glanced at Di Lu, who was dressed without washing and didn't even take off his nightcap, and calmly ordered.

"Okay? Wash your face and brush your teeth, and remember to change your pajamas, you can take care of your own hair, right? Remember to come down for breakfast. ”

Are you my mom? My mom didn't even care about me like that!

Confused, he was fooled back by Shuichi Akai, and Di Lu, who didn't react to something wrong until he finished dealing with it: "..."

No, come again.

After washing and changing, Di Lu rushed downstairs with a gun again, and aimed the muzzle of the gun at Shuichi Akai again, who was putting breakfast on the table.

"FBI ace agent Shuichi Akai, I can't accommodate your big Buddha here, if you can, please leave my territory, if not, I can only ask you to lie down and leave."

Akai Xiu paused, but after putting the plate on the table without any sense of crisis, he took the pink rainbow pony apron placed on his waist with his backhand, and then turned his head to look at Di Lu, with a little helplessness between his eyebrows, but he still looked completely unafraid.

"Stop making a fuss, come to dinner."

Di Lu fired, the bullet rushing out of the silencer, and slashing across Akai Shu's cheek, only a strand of hair came down, leaving no blood.

Delu: Dirty talk.

And Akai Shuichi, who seemed to have expected this, calmly smoothed the bullet-burned hair in his ear, walked to the wall, looked at the bullets embedded in the wall, and nodded to Dilu.

"If you've had enough trouble, sit down to eat, and after eating, you have to fix the wall, and you don't want to live in a dilapidated house full of bullet holes, do you?"

Delu: "There's something wrong with this man!"

In the end, Di Lu, who still didn't understand what Akai Shuichi was doing and what he knew, sat down silently and nibbled on Ley's handmade sandwich.

Well, it's not as delicious as Jingguang's cooking, and the craftsmanship can't even be compared to Bourbon, a bad review.

Dilu silently put down the sandwich in his hand.

Seeing the sandwich that was put down after being bitten, Akai raised his eyebrows, but he was not too surprised that he knew his other two "contemporaneous" crafts, and after eating his share, he found tools from the warehouse to dispose of the wall that had been made a small crater by bullets.

Looking at Shuichi Akai, who was busy, Di Lu was inexplicably a little weak-hearted.

I always feel that it doesn't seem to be very kind if I still want to drive people away...

But what kind of kindness does it want from a bastard Mafia cat?

But it's just not very kind...

Just, or forget it.

With a slightly depressed sigh, Di Lu drooped and looked at the busy Akai Shuichi.

"Why the hell do you have to stay here... Trouble is killing you... No matter how you think about it, it's a huge time bomb for an active volcano..."

Akai Shuichi turned a deaf ear to Dilu's complaints, of course he had a purpose here, not to mention that there was no safer place in the city of Rice Flower Town than Dilu's residence.

Ever since the last time Rum calculated Camus caused her to fake her death for three years and Gin killed three of her cronies and blinded one eye, this place has become a well-known taboo in the Order.

If it weren't for the fact that incident had greatly damaged Rum's vitality, he wouldn't have promoted Bourbon, who had not been in the organization for a long time, so soon, after all, he was really no one left with Curacao at that time.