Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 225 Luxurious Happiness (Monthly Ticket Plus 1)

"These two people are really... I don't know what to say."

She suddenly understood why Awa-kun wanted to find work for the two high school detectives.

If Hattori was really allowed to go to great lengths to look for his non-existent "first love" in Kyoto, who knows what kind of trouble would arise.

"What is this?" Mao Lilan leaned over the magazine to examine it carefully, but in the end she still couldn't recognize the true appearance of the crystal bead.

"It should be an ordinary crystal bead." Yuanshan Heye sighed, "Maybe it was given to him by that girl. Maybe they knew each other because they played marbles together."

Suzuki Sonoko looked up and asked her, "Do you know that girl?"

"How could I possibly know her?" Kazuha's eyes dimmed. "It seems that Heiji only met her once, but it was as if he was bewitched. After that, every time he came to Kyoto, he would spend a lot of time looking for her."

"Isn't that why he asked the reporter to take the photo?" Suzuki Sonoko suddenly understood, "Hoping that one day the girl will see him in a magazine and come to recognize him!"

He Ye looked even more aggrieved: "Look, he's very nasty, right?"

"Yes!" Suzuki Sonoko nodded seriously.

But she quickly turned around and slammed the table, saying righteously: "But that's why you should go talk to him and explain it clearly!"

"That makes sense." Miyano Shiho took a sip of coffee, frowned slightly, and then put the cup down as if nothing had happened, "But this is a public place."

Suzuki Sonoko turned her head and saw the guest at the back table staring at her blankly, with the newspaper in his hand crumpled up, obviously frightened by her.

".Sorry." Suzuki Sonoko sat down awkwardly and coughed lightly.

"Anyway, what I mean is that this is why I have to ask him for clarification!"

She was very angry: "I can't just lose to a mysterious guy who I can't even see his shadow!"

An He silently cut a piece of matcha mousse.

It's more than just a mysterious guy who can't even be seen. Isn't it more abstract to lose to my younger self?
"But between Heiji and I, it seems that I don't have any right to ask him about his first love."

"Kazuha!" Suzuki Sonoko looked at her with disappointment. For a moment, her language and expression were out of control and she didn't know what to say.

"For some things, if you don't seize the moment, you may never have another chance." Miyano Shiho said calmly.

"Not everyone will stay with you as a matter of course. Parting is often sudden and unreasonable. Being able to hesitate without any burden is actually a luxury of happiness."

She pointed at the parfait in front of Kazuha that was about to melt: "Just like this."

Yuanshan Heye stared blankly at the parfait in front of them and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

An He suddenly felt an itch in his palm. He looked down and saw someone's restless little hand gently drawing circles on his palm.

"Being able to hesitate without any burden is a luxury." Miyano Shiho smiled faintly and made lip movements that only Anhe could see, "Do you still want me to wait, luxurious Awa-kun?"

An He grabbed her mischievous little hand.

After a "tea party", Toyama Kazuha finally made up her mind and decided to find Hattori Heiji to get the matter cleared up.

Miyano Shiho and Anhe naturally did not go with them. They just wished her good luck, said goodbye to the three of them, and continued their trip to Kyoto.

"Let's go take a look at the Kinkakuji Temple?" Seeing the sun setting and the sky turning yellow, it was already dusk. An He looked at the tram leaving in the distance and suddenly asked.

Miyano Shiho glanced at the sky: "It's getting dark soon, right?"

"This kind of atmosphere is good." An He said with a smile, "and there will be a lot fewer people."

"Then go have a look."

The two of them drove towards the Kinkaku-ji Temple.

"See, I said there would be fewer people at this time, right?" It was approaching dusk and the number of tourists visiting the Kinkaku-ji Temple was indeed very small. Anhe led Miyano Shiho to the entrance to buy tickets.

After buying the tickets, the two of them entered the scenic area along the circular courtyard.

Miyano Shiho held Anhe's arm and looked at the ticket.

There are blessings such as "good luck and fortune" and "safety at home" written on it, and it counts as half a amulet in addition to the ticket.

After just a glance, she put it in her handbag and paid no more attention to it.

Even the most effective amulet in the world is not as effective as the nosy "wizard" gentleman beside her.

The visiting process of Kinkakuji Temple is a one-way route, and this building mainly has three floors: Hosuin on the first floor, Chaoondo on the second floor, and Jikyudo on the third floor.

They respectively represent the aristocratic style of the Heian period, the samurai style of the Kamakura period, and the Zen style absorbed and compatible from China. They blend into each other without being abrupt and appear very harmonious.

At dusk, the setting sun sets over the western mountains, and the sunlight shines on the gold-foil exterior wall, reflecting with the water of the Mirror Lake outside the temple, seeming to become illusory and impermanent for a moment.

"The beautiful scenery is hell." Miyano Shiho suddenly murmured a sentence from the book that left a deep impression on her.

An He blinked and made a joke: "But hell is busy with modernization, and there is no such beautiful scenery."

Miyano Shiho was speechless for a moment, and even the slight feeling of mono no aware that had just arisen in her mind disappeared.

She had forgotten that there really was hell in this world, and that the devils and demons in hell were all captured by this guy and used as cheap labor. "By the way," she looked at the golden phoenix statue on top of the Golden Pavilion, and couldn't help but feel a little curious, "If even hell exists, I wonder if magical creatures like the Phoenix Tengu and mermaids also exist?"

"Maybe." An He thought about it uncertainly, "Maybe if enough people believe in their existence, they will really appear."

A gust of wind blew, and the cherry trees in the yard rustled, and the petals fell like rain.

Miyano Shiho stood on tiptoe slightly and reached out to the top of Anhe's head.

An He didn't dodge or avoid her, and let her get closer.

The elegant scent of blueberries brushed past his nose faintly. Miyano Shiho's delicate eyelashes trembled slightly, and her lake blue eyes, brighter than the setting sun at dusk, were staring at him earnestly. An He once again felt the rigor of this genius scientist's attitude towards "truth".

The pink lips are so close at hand, and you only need to lean forward slightly to taste the soft and delicious taste.

But the next moment she smiled maliciously again, pulled away, and raised a cherry blossom petal between her fingertips, which had just fallen on his head.

"Ah, what bad thing is Mr. Frivolous thinking about again?" Miyano Shiho's eyes were full of teasing. She jumped away playfully and made an expression that showed she was very worried that he would do something bad.

".It's definitely not as bad as Mr. Miyano thinks."

"If you talk back to the teacher, you may be delayed in graduation, student?"

"If I were with Mr. Miyano, I wouldn't be able to graduate in my lifetime."

"loquacious."

The two of them quarreled all the way to the temple where they were looking to buy amulets.

There are many styles of amulets, some are for academic progress, some are for peace, but most are for establishing relationships.

"Would you like to buy one?" Anhe turned and asked Miyano Shiho.

"There's no need." Miyano Shiho shook her head.

She gently hooked their little fingers.

"This is better than any 'amulet', my dear God?"

It was only after she understood the nature of mysticism that she realized how heavy the "contract" that Awa-kun had made was.

Although he always acted calm, he was actually already moved in his heart.

What an insincere man.

In fact, the Kinkaku-ji Temple relies more on historical events and the filter brought to it by Yukio Mishima. When you really visit it, there is nothing interesting about it.

After a brief tour, the two walked from Kinkakuji Temple to the nearby Kitano Tenmangu Shrine, also known as the "Shrine of Learning" by the locals.

"Awa-kun urgently needs to improve his professional knowledge, so coming here is the right decision."

Miyano Shiho still remembers that at the beginning, he relied on his eloquence to arouse her interest in him, and she took him in as a "student" out of sympathy, but until now, there has been no actual academic growth.

"Things like understanding principles should be left to geniuses. For a mediocre person like me, the greatest talent is just to understand how to apply it." An He's attitude of playing badly did not change from beginning to end.

"But since I'm here anyway." An He still paid his respects and bought a wooden plaque that seemed to claim that it could save his studies.

Anyway, sequence advancement can barely be considered a form of academic study, right?

Although the status of this "God of Knowledge" is unlikely to affect his promotion progress.

It can be considered auspicious.

The sky was getting darker and darker. The two walked on the approaching road where lanterns were just beginning to light up. Miyano Shiho bought a piece of Japanese sweets from a roadside stall. She gently picked up one of the pieces and took a bite. She found it to be quite soft and not too greasy.

She shared it with An He, who also tried it.

The taste is very similar to glutinous rice balls, but not as chewy, and the taste is the most original sweetness.

Walking on the shadows of the moonlight, the two returned to the B&B.

Then I saw a large group of familiar people on the roadside not far from the B&B.

The B&B they chose was in Pontocho, very close to the Kamogawa River. Both banks were lit up with a dim warm light that wasn't dazzling, and the river flowed quietly, giving a feeling of peace and tranquility.

But that group of people was not so peaceful.

Those were Hattori Heiji, Suzuki Sonoko and others who had already gathered together.

At this time, Conan and Hattori Heiji were both a little dirty, obviously they had suffered a lot while chasing the previous criminal.

"Where did you get this motorcycle?" An He walked over and asked curiously.

"That guy parked a motorcycle at the foot of the mountain. We couldn't catch up with him by running, so we stopped a passerby and borrowed his motorcycle in a hurry." Hattori Heiji touched the back of his head embarrassedly. There was a lot of dust on his face, but it was not obvious at all under the double combination of the sky and the face color.

Conan added: "When we went back, the passerby had disappeared. In order to return the car, we had to come to the uncle to see if we could find the owner through the license plate number."

(End of this chapter)