Fukuzawa had been called to the presidents office..meeting the young assassin, Oda, and the secretary whom laid out all his papers. He wasn’t expecting to meet two children together.

Ranpo and you, have always been together. You could understand his intelligence. So being the child he is, and not wanting to lose someone special, he held your hand innocently.

You witnessed the entire thing…the whole “It’s the secretary who killed the president!” And him outsmarting everyone in that room. It was amazing to you.

And after that, you and Ranpo were eating a bunch of red bean soup. You ate the rice cakes, while he drank the soup.

Fukuzawa watched over you two. Children. He listened to how Ranpo couldn’t keep a job due to his spouting of secrets and all…Fukuzawa simply listened.

Ranpo began to list yours, and his own trauma. He’s clearly trying to get Fukuzawa to take you two in…and Fukuzawa carelessly began to praise him. And of course Ranpo interrupted him.

“We’re both 14 year olds! With no home, no family, and nowhere to go, and thats what you say??” Ranpo said while putting a hand on his hip, and holding your hand to try and guilt Fukuzawa.

Fukuzawa sighed, handing over his contact information…And Ranpo dragged you away as he sulked to walk to the nearby phone.

He had you call Fukuzawa…next thing you two know, you two have a new father figure. And of course, your truest and bestest friend holding your hand as he had you follow him like a duckling.

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