Ke Xue: My standards for dating are not problematic!

Chapter 105 Are you happy? Mrs. Edogawa! Happy? I've already taken off.
On the streets of Beika Town, Kitahara Natsuhiro and Yukiko's shadows overlapped under the streetlights.

Yukiko, who was originally completely drunk, suddenly opened her eyes, revealing a crack, and glanced at the back of Kitahara Natsuyu's head, quietly taking a breath.

As she said, she can drink a lot, and a little beer simply couldn't get her drunk.

And her purpose in doing this is obvious to everyone.

This smells... kind of nice.

Yukiko took a breath, instantly getting into the moment, and her heart started racing.

It wasn't that Kitahara Natsuhiro smelled good; it was his hormones that were at play.

At this moment, Kitahara Natsuhiro also noticed that Yukiko had 'woke up', but he didn't say anything and continued walking towards home.

And so, the two people who knew the truth but pretended not to understand decided to go down a dead end.

soon
Kitahara Natsuyu arrived at his front door, took out his key, opened the door, went inside, turned on the entryway light, and changed into slippers.

At this moment, Yukiko quietly opened her eyes again, looked around at her surroundings, and couldn't help but think to herself as she looked at the clean and tidy living room.

It's so clean, there's no trash on the table, it doesn't look like a home for an adult male.

She knew very well that some men were slovenly when they lived alone, and even if their homes were so dirty they couldn't walk in them, they wouldn't clean them up.

Conan, Yusaku Kudo, and Kogoro Mouri are all like this.

The first two would pay a cleaning lady to do the cleaning, or Xiaolan and she would do it for free. The latter would only clean up on her own initiative when Xiaolan scolded her or when a beautiful client came to the firm.

Aside from these two hard requirements, it's simply impossible to get Kogoro Mouri to clean up.

Very few boys like Kitahara Natsuhiro are willing to do the cleaning; of course, it's also possible that they hire a professional cleaner.

吱.
At that moment, Kitahara Natsuhiro opened another door and also turned on the switch on the wall.

The white light illuminated the entire room, which was also a clean and tidy bedroom.

"This is Kitahara-sensei's room."

The smell in this room was exactly the same as the smell she had smelled on Kitahara Natsuhiro.

Cosmetics make women flavorful, while men make rooms flavorful.

The next second.
Yukiko felt her body touch a soft spot, and she lay down flat on her back.

She slept in Kitahara Natsuhiro's bed.

At this moment, Kitahara Natsuhiro lifted the blanket and gently covered Yukiko with it, saying softly, "Mrs. Edogawa, you should get some rest today."

"If anything happens, just call me. I'm sleeping in the living room."

After saying that, Kitahara Natsuhiro turned and left.

At this moment, Yukiko became anxious.

I pretended to be drunk not to sleep at your house, though. Even if it was sleeping, it wasn't like this—a deep, sober sleep!
In a moment of desperation, Yukiko took action and grabbed Kitahara Natsuhiro's sleeve.

Kitahara Natsuyu stopped in his tracks, and as he turned around, a half-smile appeared on his face.

When Yukiko saw the smile on his face, her heart skipped a beat, her face flushed red, and her ears turned bright red as well.

Damn it!
I actually fell for it.

Kitahara Natsuhiro knew I wasn't drunk; he did it on purpose.

At the same time, she also knew that he had seen through her thoughts.

Just thinking about it made her blush crimson, and she felt like dying; she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

But there was no hole in the bed, only a blanket, so she covered her head with her blanket, and that was all she covered—a classic case of focusing on the head but neglecting the buttocks.

At that moment, Yukiko suddenly felt something pressing down on her, and a familiar scent enveloped her entire body.

"Mrs. Edogawa, you are so cute that I couldn't help but tease you."

Kitahara Natsuhiro pulled back the blanket for Yukiko, revealing her little head.

A little teasing is fine, but continuing to tease is impolite.

At that moment, Yukiko turned her head, and the two locked eyes.

The temperature inside the room suddenly rose considerably, and even the color of the bedroom began to change, seemingly turning pink.

"No, don't call me Mrs. Edogawa. It sounds strange to me to call you that."

Yukiko swallowed hard, breathing heavily and intermittently.

For some reason, when Kitahara Natsumi called him Mrs. Edogawa under these circumstances, she felt her heart pounding with excitement.

But I felt bad letting him continue calling me that.

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu lowered his head, moving even closer to Yukiko, and whispered in her ear, "Oh, if I don't call you Mrs. Edogawa, then what should I call you?"

The warm breath from his voice brushed against Yukiko's ear, causing her delicate body to tremble involuntarily. Her legs involuntarily tightened, but they ended up clamping down on Kitahara Natsuhiro's thighs.

Call me.

Yukiko was cut off by Kitahara Natsuhiro before she could finish speaking.

Kitahara Natsuyu leaned down, captured her lips, and then quickly released them.

I just like calling you Mrs. Edogawa.

Before Yukiko could react, he kissed her again.

If you're looking for excitement, then you have to see it through to the end.

You can't just start acting halfway through, Mrs. Edogawa.

Uh~~~
Yukiko hummed, then instinctively wrapped her arms around Kitahara Natsuyu's neck in response, her legs moving involuntarily.

She doesn't want anything now, she just wants to let loose and release the emotions that have been suppressed for so long.

Zila
Yukiko suddenly felt a chill all over her body, and then some pieces of cloth fell from the sky.

She recognized the scraps of fabric; they were her clothes.

But at this moment, clothes were no longer important; she just hoped the storm would rage on so she could forget all her troubles.

呲溜
Yukiko felt a chill and covered her body with her hands, but made a sound that could be misunderstood.

"No, this won't do," Yukiko trembled, even her voice was shaking.

At the same time, her black bodysuit was pulled down to her knees, making her legs taut.

"Why not? I think it's fine."

Kitahara Natsuyu raised his head and smiled, then lowered it again.

Knowing she was powerless to stop Kitahara Natsuyu's conquests, Yukiko simply gave up, which was also the outcome she wanted.

So I became more proactive.

I do not know how long it has been
Yukiko let out a long sigh of relief, the dew dried, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face. The flowers bloomed even more beautifully.

Kitahara Natsuhiro licked his lips and casually wiped his face.

Mrs. Edogawa

The next second, Yukiko suddenly levitated, her gaze shifting constantly.

For some reason, Kitahara Natsuhiro put his hands on her waist and helped her sit up, while Kitahara Natsuhiro came down to her, and she subconsciously braced her hands on his chest.

"Now, it's my turn."

It is time for free fall.

Then, the two of them groaned simultaneously.

Wuhu, take off.

2-22, Yoneka Town, the home of Dr. Agasa.

Tons, tons, tons.
Conan was holding a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor) with the words "Bai Gan Er" printed on it, and kept pouring it into his mouth, looking extremely dejected.

He bears some resemblance to Kogoro Mouri.

As for this bottle of wine, he took it from Kogoro Mouri's collection.

He was just a kid, after all, and the supermarket wouldn't buy him any alcohol. And since Professor Agasa didn't drink much, he could only sneak a bottle to drown his sorrows.

Don't worry if Kogoro Mouri asks.

Just say that he drank with us when he was drunk.

Anyway, Kogoro Mouri is a fool, so we can just fool him.

But while Kogoro Mouri can be fooled, he is not so easy to fool!

He even wished he were a fool at this moment, so he wouldn't have to worry about these things.

At that moment, he felt that being a primary school student was pretty good, at least he wouldn't have to think about so many troubling things.

Tons, tons, tons.
Dr. Agasa, watching this scene, hesitated, even wanting to step in and stop him. But after thinking for a long time, he didn't know what to say to comfort him, and could only sigh helplessly.

"Huh, how could Yusaku do this?"

"He's definitely not that kind of person!"

He has already learned from Conan that his friend, Kudo Yuzuru, has cheated on him.

Yukiko also learned about this matter and even heard the woman's voice with her own ears.

Therefore, this is something that cannot be denied.

After all, it was nighttime in the United States when the call was made.

The fact that a woman's voice could be heard near Yusaku Kudo late at night is enough to prove that he was having an affair.

Coupled with his own silence, the affair is now a settled matter.

You can't exactly say it's a foot massage parlor in Los Angeles.

Therefore, Dr. Agasa was also in great pain and distress.

Why did things turn out this way?

Hiccup~~~
“My dad has changed. He has fallen into decadence in the glitz and glamour of America, so he has affairs with other women.”

"The former mystery novelist, Yusaku Kudo, is dead; now it's the fallen Yusaku Kudo!"

After saying that, Conan took another swig.

The more Conan used to admire his father, the more he now hates him.

It was Yusaku Kudo who shattered his own halo, making Conan feel utterly disgusted and even repulsed.

"Is there really no chance of salvaging this?" Dr. Agasa asked.

If he could, he still wouldn't want to see the two of them end up getting a divorce and becoming strangers in the end.

Conan gave a bitter smile: "Do you think I don't want to?"

"But Dad's silence and what that woman said completely shattered the last glimmer of possibility. So Dad and Mom's divorce was inevitable."

“I used to laugh at Ran, asking why she wanted Uncle Mori and Aunt Eri to get back together. They've been separated for ten years, wouldn't it be better to get a divorce?”

"But now I know why!"

"Xiaolan just wanted a complete family, but now..."

Tons, tons, tons.
"I have no home anymore!"

"New One"

Dr. Agasa's heart ached as he looked at Shinichi's pained expression.

After all, Shinichi was someone he had watched grow up, and he was practically his son. Now that his son had turned out like this, it was naturally heartbreaking for him as a father.

However, he is now powerless to do anything about it; the evidence is conclusive, and there is no way to undo it.

And it's too late to say anything now.

The only thing he can do now is to keep an eye on Shinichi and prevent any problems from arising.

"Hey, Yusaku, you're so foolish!"

(End of this chapter)