Conan's Exorcist Detective

Chapter 190 At the end of the story, the prince and princess lived happily ever after...

In the end, Haruhiko Kousaka was kicked out of the office and went to a nearby convenience store to buy the tofu and meat that Sonoko wanted to eat.

Of course Haruhiko refused at first.

He complained to Yuanzi, "Why didn't you ask your family to deliver the wine? Didn't you just call them last time and ask them to deliver so much wine?"
Yuanzi smiled but said nothing.

She pointed at her little mouth with her slender fingertips.

The apparent meaning is: I am hungry and need the meat and tofu bought by my sweetheart to fill my stomach.

The deeper meaning is: I behaved like that in front of my good sisters just now, so what's wrong with you helping me buy something now?
Haruhiko was immediately defeated.

He was wearing a thick, long windbreaker, and with the collar turned up, he blocked most of the wind and snow, but a layer of white frost soon covered his eyebrows and eyelashes.

After half an hour.

Haruhiko Kousaka, holding tofu and meat he bought from a convenience store, pushed open the office door with his shoulder.

"Welcome back..."

Xiaolan's voice suddenly came from the front, and her voice seemed a little uneasy.

Haruhiko's eyelashes and eyebrows were covered with floating snow, blocking his vision, so he could only see the vague outline of a human figure and red cloth.

"Leave it to me." Xiaolan said as she took the meat and tofu from his arms.

Haruhiko began to brush off the snow and ice on his body and face.

Xiaolan also used her little hands to help clean up.

"I can do it myself...huh?" Haruhiko was stunned. "Why did you change clothes?"

Xiaolan, who was standing at the door, had actually changed into Suzuki Sonoko's Santa Claus costume.

However, because Xiaolan's figure is much fuller than Sonoko's, the clothes, which already have little fabric, reveal even more of her snow-white skin.

"It's all because of Yuanzi that she insisted on me wearing this." Xiaolan said, "Isn't it pretty? I, I'll go change it right away..."

Haruhiko grabbed her wrist, and his icy cold hand made Xiaolan shiver: "I think it looks good. Today is Christmas, you can wear it for a while."

"okay."

Xiaolan blushed and agreed in a low voice, then stood on tiptoe to help him clean the snow off his body.

While enjoying the service provided by Xiaolan's new wife to welcome her husband home, Haruhiko looked towards the stairs.

Suzuki Sonoko was standing there carrying meat and tofu.

Her face was filled with the words, "How is it? Didn't you buy meat and tofu for me for nothing?"

Haruhiko secretly gave Sonoko a look of approval.

By the way, after Sonoko gave Santa Claus's clothes to Xiaolan, she put on Xiaolan's turtleneck sweater and pleated skirt.

Of course, the "corroded white cotton socks" were not forgotten.

It seems that after Miss Sonoko determined that the wind and snow were too strong to go out and play, she had already thought about how to spend this Christmas so as not to leave any regrets in her short youth.

Haruhiko suddenly felt a huge pressure.
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Clean the snow off your body at the door.

When he and Xiaolan went upstairs, Yuanzi had already thrown the meat and tofu into the pot.

It seems that the water was boiled in advance, waiting for Haruhiko to buy the ingredients.

Haruhiko hung his coat on the hanger at the door.

Xiaolan went to the bathroom and came over with a towel: "Wait a minute, there is still snow on your ears."

I have to say, it is really satisfying to have a girlfriend dressed in Santa Claus clothes hanging around the house during Christmas.

If most people had a girlfriend like this who understood men’s minds, they would probably wake up laughing in their dreams, right?
However, Haruhiko has two.

Moreover, they were very playful and exchanged clothes with each other.

"Okay." Haruhiko lowered his head slightly to make it easier for Xiaolan to wipe the water off her hair.

She raised her hand to wipe the melted snow off Haruhiko's hair.

However, this action will inevitably affect the clothes and the muscles under the collarbone and shoulders.

In addition, Sonoko's Santa Claus suit was not the right size and could not completely cover Xiaolan's figure.

Bang!
A red button popped out and landed right in Haruhiko's mouth.

The two little white rabbits were dancing happily, which made Qingyan stunned for a moment and almost swallowed the buttons of his clothes.

"what---"

Xiaolan hugged her shoulders and screamed shyly, then tried to run back to the bedroom.

Haruhiko grabbed Xiaolan's shoulders and returned the fallen button to her.

Of course, I returned the favor with a kiss.

Then, Haruhiko took the opportunity to hug the Christmas girl Xiaolan and ran into the bedroom.

He even closed the door.

Sitting at the dining table, Suzuki Sonoko picked up a piece of tofu and muttered as she ate, "Strange! Aren't the buttons on that shirt reinforced? Why did they break?"
Could it be that Xiaolan did this on purpose?"

At this time, a sweet voice came from the bedroom.
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About half an hour later.

After eating hot pot, Suzuki Sonoko lazily collapsed on the chair, rubbing her slightly bulging belly with her little hands through her sweater.

The bedroom hasn't stopped yet.

After eating and drinking her fill and regaining her energy, Miss Sonoko stood up, combed her hair, and went to the bedroom to wash her face and brush her teeth.

There will be a strong taste in your mouth after eating hot pot, and it would be bad if Haruhiko dislikes it.

After finishing her tidying up, Yuanzi even put on some makeup.

Then she put on the "corroded white cotton socks" that Mao Lilan had just worn and walked with a brisk pace.

Pushed the door and walked into the bedroom.

Because of Yuanzi's sudden intrusion, the bedroom was temporarily quiet for a few minutes.

Then there was an even more lively noise.

In fact, Xiaolan was unwilling at first, but the pressure from Haruhiko was so great that she had to choose to bow to reality.

If you don't compromise, your body may really not be able to bear it.

Xiaolan and Sonoko used to practice together frequently in the kendo club, and they were a regular women's doubles combination in the tennis club. It goes without saying that they have a good understanding of each other.

When the clock on the bedroom wall points to twelve o'clock.

Christmas is over.

Haruhiko lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling and breathing slightly.

In his left arm lay Ran Maori, who kept rubbing his chin with the soft horns on her head.

On his right arm was Suzuki Sonoko, who was biting the muscles of his arm with her sharp little fangs.

Although the two people expressed their love in different ways, the satisfied smiles on their faces were almost identical.

After working together to complete the game.

Yuanzi took the initiative to grab Xiaolan's hand: "Lan, we can be sisters for life."

"Yeah." Xiaolan was a little shy, but she also held Sonoko's hand tightly.

Haruhiko looked at the two small hands that met in front of him, thought for a moment, and then put his hand on them.

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12 month 26 day.

The day after Christmas.

Xiaolan left long before Haruhiko woke up.

Kisaki Eri made an appointment to meet Kogoro at the office today, apparently to discuss ending their separation and living together again.

Xiaolan has to rush home before Kisaki Eri goes, and she also has to leave time to get rid of the medals on her body.

However, despite this, Xiaolan still thoughtfully prepared breakfast for the two of them.

I used the leftover ingredients from yesterday’s hot pot.

When Haruhiko got up and saw the steaming vegetable porridge on the dining table in the living room, with a portion of his favorite pickles on the side, he was immediately filled with a warm feeling.

It feels really good to be cared for.

Just as I was thinking about it, Suzuki Sonoko came out of the bedroom yawning.

There was no one at Haruhiko's house, so Sonoko casually stepped on the floor barefoot. She was also not wearing anything.

Her snow-white and delicate skin was covered with many scars and medals.

Some of them were left by Haruhiko, and some were left by Ran.

That’s right, even someone as gentle as Xiaolan will bite if she’s provoked.

Especially after Sonoko went crazy, she did things that even Haruhiko felt were a bit hentai.

"Why don't you put on some clothes? Aren't you cold?" Haruhiko complained.

"Oh, sorry, I'm used to it. I often sleep like this at home." Sonoko walked to the sofa and put on Haruhiko's large shirt that was hanging there.

The hem of a men's shirt extends all the way to the thigh and does not fully serve the purpose of a skirt.

Damn, it feels even more tempting.

Haruhiko complained in his mind and then sent Sonoko to the bathroom to wash up.

He went to prepare the dishes himself.

After Suzuki Sonoko came out after washing her face, she learned that Xiaolan had made breakfast before leaving. She clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and her beautiful big eyes were full of little stars:

"That's great. Lan is such a good wife and mother. When I think about eating meals cooked by Xiaolan every day, I feel full of strength."

"You had this plan in mind a long time ago, didn't you, and that's why you brought us together?" Haruhiko looked suspicious.

"What's the matter?" Sonoko sat across from Haruhiko, legs crossed. "We are good sisters. Besides, weren't you very happy last night?"

"You'll be outdone if you keep doing this. People who aren't competitive will be eliminated quickly." Haruhiko deliberately frightened her.

"Really? Are you the kind of person who will abandon you after having fun with you?" Yuanzi picked up the bowl and filled it with porridge for herself. "Actually, I do have some ways to increase my competitiveness, but it's not cooking."

Haruhiko: "Extremely rich?"

"It's not that kind of vulgar stuff." Sonoko complained, raising her leg and kicking him under the table.

"What is that?" Haruhiko also picked up the spoon and drank some porridge.

It really tastes good, Xiaolan’s cooking skills are really great.

Not the kind of food you get in a high-end hotel.

Instead, every time I take a sip of porridge, the image of a wife waiting for her husband to come home immediately comes to my mind, which is the taste of home.

Each grain of rice is distinct and crystal clear, and the temperature is kept at a level that is not too hot to eat.

Yuanzi took another sip of porridge and said as he ate, "Do you really want to know?"

Haruhiko nodded: "I'm still a little curious."

"OK then."

Yuanzi first took a big mouthful of porridge, but didn't swallow it.

Then she went to pick up the chopsticks on the table, but accidentally knocked them off the table. The chopsticks rolled a few times after falling to the ground and rolled under the table.

Yuanzi went under the table to pick up the chopsticks.

After waiting for a long time, Haruhiko asked doubtfully, "Didn't you find it? I'll lend you mine."

no answer.

Haruhiko wondered if she couldn't think of any good qualities of her own and was so ashamed that she felt embarrassed.

at this time--

Haruhiko suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at a crow sitting on a telephone pole outside the window, his pupils filled with disbelief and shock.

Even though the rice porridge in my hand has not yet reached my mouth, I can already feel the temperature and taste of the porridge.

Over time.

Haruhiko put down the spoon in his hand and looked at the corner of the ceiling.

In fact, rice porridge is just like that. The preparation methods of every household are similar. There is nothing special about it.

But when I remembered that this porridge was made by Sonoko's good sister Xiaolan, things seemed different.

You are really amazing, Sonoko.

Haruhiko couldn't help but complain in his heart, but he didn't stop the other party from continuing.
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After breakfast, Suzuki Sonoko went back.

With the New Year approaching, the Suzuki Group has a lot of things that require her attention.

However, Sonoko said that she would go shopping for New Year's goods with him in a few days, but Haruhiko knew that she actually wanted to use this excuse to help him buy some things for the New Year.

After Sonoko left, Haruhiko looked at the dishes on the table with a little worry while clearing the table.

She barely touched the porridge in her bowl, but she kept burping as she walked.

Oh, I feel sorry for Yuanzi for a second.

But Haruhiko thought again that it should be no big deal, and he would not be poisoned even if he ate too much.

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12 month 27 day.

Early in the morning, Haruhiko was woken up by a phone call.

Yuanzi and Xiaolan said they were going to buy New Year's goods and asked him to come over to help carry the bags.

Several people came to the shopping mall on Mihua Commercial Street.

As soon as he entered the door, Haruhiko's attention was attracted by an oversized lucky cat placed in the lobby on the first floor.

The cat was as tall as a small building and was inflatable. It was mainly white in color and had a red rope and bell tied around its neck.

Several female shop assistants in uniform were working hard to promote the business under the lucky cat, and behind them was the store manager who was sitting on the cat's paws and texting.

Sonoko and Xiaolan said they asked him to carry his bag, but in fact it was more like they teamed up to help him buy New Year's goods.

Under the careful care of the two women, Haruhiko had more and more shopping bags in his hands, but almost all of them were things prepared for him.

The New Year customs in this time and space are not much different from those in Haruhiko's previous life.

Various dim sum and seafood are common choices. In addition, foods such as sushi and soba noodles are also indispensable things related to local customs.

It’s similar to how he ate dumplings on New Year’s Eve and Yuanxiao on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month in his previous life.

There are often various legends with beautiful meanings behind these foods.

After a busy shopping spree, we took a break.

Suzuki Sonoko pulled Xiaolan to queue up to buy ice cream cones, while Haruhiko sat on a chair in the rest area and waited patiently.

As soon as Yuanzi left, his cell phone rang.

It's an unknown number.

At first, Haruhiko thought it was a sales pitch, but after the call was connected, the familiar voice on the line made his heart tighten.

"Long time no see, little brother Haruhiko~"

Vermouth's lazy and seductive voice came from the phone.

Haruhiko thought for a moment and asked, "Who are you?"

There was a loud sound of teeth grinding from the other end of the phone.

"Have you forgotten your sister so quickly? What an ungrateful little bastard you are." Vermouth adjusted her attitude and continued.

"Is there something wrong? I'm busy here. If you don't have anything else, I'll hang up first." Haruhiko said, "By the way, next time you'd better not dress up as someone else. Aren't you tired of being at a disadvantage every time?"

Haruhiko was about to hang up when Vermouth stopped him with one sentence: "Are you busy shopping with your two girlfriends? If Shirley knew about this, would she dissect you?"

Haruhiko frowned and glanced around.

But there were too many people in the mall, and it was impossible to confirm where Vermouth was.

What a troublesome woman! Haruhiko sighed in his heart.

But at this time, he had no choice but to face his fear, otherwise it would be troublesome to be stared at in the dark by a scary woman like Vermouth.

What's more, he is not alone now. It would be difficult to deal with if that woman gets angry and attacks Yuanzi and the others.

Haruhiko said helplessly: "What do you want?"

"You want to just pat your butt and leave after eating? There is no such easy thing in the world." Vermouth said lightly.

Haruhiko hesitated for a moment and said, “This kind of thing is actually not that bad. You’ve lived abroad so you should be more accepting of this kind of impromptu entertainment than I am.

And...you brought it to me that day."

He thought Vermouth would refute, but he didn't expect her to drop a bombshell that made him dizzy.

"I am pregnant."

Haruhiko's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and his breathing stopped for a few seconds.

"Don't make trouble."

"Shall I send you the medical examination report?"

Silence fell again.

After a long pause, Haruhiko said cautiously, "Actually, I think a winery elite like you should be able to handle this little thing on your own, right? Besides, medical care is so advanced these days..."

Vermouth interrupted in a cold tone, "Do you believe that I can arrest all your girlfriends and make sure you never see them again?"

Haruhiko scratched his head and thought that if Vermouth really wanted to do this, it would be difficult to do.

It would be easy in a day or two, but you can't always have everyone with you, right?

"So what exactly do you want?" Haruhiko's tone softened.

"I won't be going back abroad for the New Year this year, but I don't have many friends here." Vermouth returned to her previous lazy tone. "Anyway, let's celebrate the New Year together this year. I'll look for you in the next few days."

"Eh? Wait a minute..."

Haruhiko wanted to say something, but a beeping sound came from the receiver.

After putting down his phone, Haruhiko was still a little confused.

I didn’t expect that he would become a father so soon, and the child’s mother is Vermouth.

If someone had told him when he first traveled through time that the plot would develop in this way, he would definitely have thrown the script in their face.

"What's wrong, Haruhiko? You look so bad?" Xiaolan's voice came from not far away.

Haruhiko raised his head and forced a smile. "It's okay, I'm probably a little tired. By the way, didn't you and Sonoko go to queue up for ice cream cones?"

"Sonoko went to queue up by herself, I went to see this." Xiaolan sat next to Haruhiko and turned the phone screen towards him.

Haruhiko leaned his face forward, and Xiaolan's soft hair gently brushed against his cheek.

It's a soothing and fragrant smell.

There is a group of pictures on the mobile phone screen, two beautiful brides wearing wedding dresses with sweet smiles on their faces.

Haruhiko suddenly became alert.

What happened today? Why did it suddenly become a stage of forcing the emperor to abdicate?

Even the most understanding Xiaolan has started to hint at him in this way?

Haruhiko: “It looks pretty good.”

"Really? Take another look at this and give me some reference." Xiaolan's fair fingers slid across the screen and brought up other photos.

The two of them were watching with great interest.

"You two..." Sonoko's voice suddenly came from the front.

Haruhiko looked up and saw Sonoko standing there with three ice cream cones in her hands.

"It's okay if you two played games on Christmas without telling me, but if you dare to take wedding photos secretly, I will definitely be angry." Sonoko had a serious expression on her face, but the cream at the corner of her mouth and the ice cream cone in her hand made the threat seem unconvincing.

Haruhiko was about to say something when Xiaolan spoke first: "What are you talking about, Sonoko? I picked it out for my mother."

"Auntie Eri?" Sonoko took a bite of ice cream.

Haruhiko also turned his gaze towards Xiaolan.

Xiaolan explained, "Yes, my parents got back together recently, so I persuaded them to take a set of wedding photos to commemorate the occasion. My mother has been hesitating about what style of wedding dress to choose these days. I just saw a store nearby advertising it, so I took a photo and asked Haruhiko to help me with some reference."

Sonoko breathed a sigh of relief.

Haruhiko breathed a sigh of relief.

Sonoko then asked, "But why are there two girls in this photo? Isn't there a groom?"

Xiaolan: "I heard from that photographer that it seems to be very popular recently for good friends to take wedding photos together. I heard that when a class graduated, all the classmates took graduation photos in wedding dresses."

"Is that so?" Sonoko's eyes lit up, and she took Xiaolan's hand and said, "Shall we take a group photo together?"

Xiaolan hesitated for a moment and glanced at Haruhiko secretly: "It's okay..."

"That's settled then. Where is the store? Let's go and sign up now." Yuanzi couldn't wait any longer.

Xiaolan nodded: "Okay, I'll call and make an appointment."

Sonoko glanced at Haruhiko casually and said calmly, "Haruhiko, come along and help carry the bag or something."

Haruhiko curled his lips and thought to himself, your evil ambitions are already obvious, Miss Sonoko.

But then he thought again and felt that Xiaolan would not agree to take wedding photos together.

Although Xiaolan is quite open with him in private.

But she is still a conservative girl at heart. When it comes to things like wedding photos, she should have a bit of a mysophobia, right?

Haruhiko looked at Xiaolan who was on the phone.

Unexpectedly, Xiaolan was talking on the phone and said, "Yes, that's right, the three of us together. It would be even better if we could do it in a church. By the way, will there be a ceremony like exchanging rings..."

Haruhiko was shocked.

Well, Lan, you have gone bad.

After eating the ice cream cone, we agreed on a date for taking photos. Because there were fewer people during the Chinese New Year, we would be able to get their seat the day after tomorrow.

The group left the mall.

Because today, apart from buying things needed for the New Year, Yuanzi and Xiaolan have nothing to do.

In other words, today was destined to be another busy night for Haruhiko.

The three of them had just left.

A woman in a khaki windbreaker who was sitting on the bench diagonally opposite took off the newspaper that had been covering her face and stared at their backs in a daze.

Wait until the person in your sight disappears completely.

Yumi Miyamoto took out her cell phone and dialed a number: "Hello? Is this Miwako? I heard some great news."

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12 month 29 day.

A small church on a hilltop somewhere in the suburbs of xx city welcomed a wave of guests.

"Damn, it's so cold here." Suzuki Sonoko hugged her shoulders, shivering with cold.

Today is the day for taking wedding photos. The three of them are climbing up the stone stairs to the top of the mountain and have just reached halfway up the mountain.

Haruhiko: "Who told you to wear so little?"

"I just wanted to take photos today and dress up nicely," Yuanzi said breathlessly.

"You have to wait until we get to the top of the mountain to change." Haruhiko blamed her, but he still took off his coat and put it on Sonoko.

Xiaolan didn't say anything after seeing this scene, but soon she suddenly started coughing, which seemed like a normal reaction to being attacked by the cold wind.

Even though she was wearing a thick down jacket.

Haruhiko immediately understood and took Xiaolan's hand: "Are you cold?"

"Fortunately."

Xiaolan shook her head and squeezed Haruhiko's hand firmly.

It took about half an hour to climb the mountain.

When you reach the top of the mountain, you will see a lush green meadow.

It stands to reason that there shouldn't be such green grass in this season. It's probably artificially made. However, after stepping on it, it feels no different from real lawn, and you can even smell a faint, fresh grass scent.

At the end of the green grass is a white spire-shaped church. The church is not big, and the white walls show obvious signs of time.

At this time, the church door was half-open, and a bearded uncle was sitting at the door, adjusting the camera in his hand.

Seeing them coming up, the bearded man immediately stood up and greeted them: "Is it Miss Maori and her classmates?"

When Xiaolan made the appointment, she said she wanted to take photos with her good classmates.

"Yes, sorry, we are late." Xiaolan apologized.

"It's okay. There aren't many customers today anyway. But I do need to tell you something in advance." The bearded man hung his camera around his neck. "Besides you, there are several other groups of customers who have chosen this location for filming. So, we'll see whoever is ready first. But don't worry, you won't have to wait too long."

Xiaolan smiled and replied, "No problem, we are not in a hurry. We can just enjoy the scenery here."

The bearded uncle led everyone into the church.

Haruhiko was curious as he walked. Is it true that someone would climb such a high mountain to take wedding photos here when the New Year is almost here?

I really want to see what the other group of guests are like. I guess they are a young newlywed couple.

squeak-

The heavy church door was pushed open completely.

A ray of sunlight shone in from outside, cutting the red carpet into two different shades of light and dark.

Haruhiko's gaze extended along the red carpet.

In front of the altar at the end of the church, stood a bride in a white wedding dress, her back to the door, having her hair done by a makeup artist.

Well, she has a good figure and should be a beauty, but the shallow scar below the back of her neck kind of ruins the overall beauty.

Haruhiko commented in his mind.

But why does this scar look so familiar?

Just as Haruhiko was wondering in his heart, the bride seemed to hear footsteps at the door and turned around.

Haruhiko was stunned.

"Ms. Sato?!" Sonoko exclaimed.

Xiaolan also looked at Sato Miwako with a complicated expression: "Ms. Sato...are you here to work?"

Miwako Sato pinched the hem of her white wedding dress and walked over confidently: "No, I've already resigned."

"Resign?!"

They both spoke at the same time.

On Haruhiko's side, he also remembered why the shallow scar looked familiar to him.

Because that was the scratch he got accidentally when Izu and Miwako were fighting the gangsters side by side.

Afterwards, Miwako asked Haruhiko more than once whether the scar was ugly.

Of course Haruhiko wouldn't say it was ugly, and in order to take Miwako's feelings into consideration, he would gently kiss the shallow scar every time to express his feelings.

Of course it will become familiar after seeing it many times.

But now doesn't seem like the time to think about this, right?

Why is Miwako here too?!

Sato Miwako quickly gave a reasonable explanation: "There are many reasons. Didn't I solve a case before, the one where Xiaolan's mother was arrested?

Later, the Metropolitan Police Department came under great pressure from above, and if I continued to stay there, it would cause trouble for everyone."

Xiaolan nodded to show her understanding.

During this period, Kisaki Eri's office was also greatly affected. Kisaki Eri did not tell her the specific details, but Xiaolan guessed that this might also be an important driving force for her mother to want to live with her father again.

"So this is it? Then why are you taking wedding photos here? Are you planning to marry Officer Takagi?" Sonoko said with sarcasm.

Miwako smiled slightly and looked at Haruhiko: "No, Takagi-kun already has a girlfriend, a junior who just joined the Metropolitan Police Department."

Miwako continued, “My mother signed me up for a bridal training course, and after the course is over I will become a full-time housewife.

As for taking wedding photos here, it was a free trial service when I signed up for the course. It said I could experience what it was like to wear a wedding dress in advance.

"I remember Miss Sato is not married yet? How can you be a full-time housewife?" Suzuki Sonoko looked alert.

Sato Miwako glanced at Haruhiko and said, "This doesn't affect anything, does it?"

"How can it not have an impact!" Suzuki Sonoko stood in front of Haruhiko like a cat whose territory had been invaded.

Although Xiaolan didn't say anything, she also took a small step quietly.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Haruhiko secretly glanced at the church door behind him, wondering if he would be beaten to death by the three enraged men if he tried to run away at this time.

Fortunately, the bearded photographer spoke up in time to help Haruhiko out. "Um... ladies, could you please change your clothes first? We have other guests on the way, and I'm worried that if we clash, we won't be able to take pictures."

After weighing the pros and cons, Sonoko still felt that wearing a wedding dress with Xiaolan was more tempting.

But she had already made up her mind that she would never let Sato Miwako take a photo with Haruhiko.

Afterwards, the bearded photographer asked his female assistant to take Sonoko and Xiaolan to the side hall to change clothes while he himself went to prepare the props needed for the photo shoot.

Haruhiko and Sato Miwako were the only ones left in the small church.

The two stood on the red carpet and looked at each other. The sunlight shone through the stained glass windows onto her delicate makeup, and the off-shoulder wedding dress fully showed off her slender collarbone.

"You seem nervous?" Miwako spoke first.

"No, I'm just a little surprised. Did you really quit?" Haruhiko scratched his head.

"I can't do this anymore. It will cause trouble to the people around me." Meiwazi sighed, "But don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you."

Haruhiko: "What are you talking about? If you need anything, just tell me and I will definitely help you."

"Then let's get married." Meiwazi blinked, "Didn't you say you would only be with me?"

"I said that? When?" Haruhiko was shocked.

Miwako tilted her head, looking thoughtful: "It seems to be the time when you insisted I get your high heels."

Haruhiko was shocked.

I don't remember it at all. I guess I just said something without thinking because I was so emotional at that time.

Damn, this is going to be difficult.

Let’s put aside the garden for now. He also has a child whose real or fake status is unknown, and a female scientist who has terrifying knowledge of pharmacy.

Will he die?

Sato Miwako chuckled. "I'm just kidding. I won't tie myself to you. I might get involved in some strange incident someday. I've already figured out how to enjoy the rest of my life."

Haruhiko smiled awkwardly: "Is that so."

"But I'll still have to trouble you to help me deal with my mother." Meiwazi said, "After the bridal training is over, I may need to stay at your office occasionally. Of course, this is all to deal with my mother, so don't think too much about it."

"No problem, you can stay as long as you want." Haruhiko patted his chest.

Miwako smiled and said, "It won't be long. Only 28 days a month will be enough."

"Eh? Isn't that every day?"

"No way? If not, then just get married." Miwako looked indifferent.

The two were discussing intensely when the makeup artist who had just done Miwako's hair came over and said, "Ms. Sato, the items have been delivered."

Miwako Sato: "I'm going to get my hair done first. Don't forget to take a photo with me later."

After saying that, she and the makeup artist walked towards the other side hall.
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After Miwako left, Haruhiko was the only one left in the church hall.

But that's okay. He was just trying to digest the shock of the news that Miwako had resigned, and at the same time think about how to mediate if they got into a quarrel during the photo shoot.

But God didn't seem to want him to rest.

Not long after, noisy sounds were heard outside the church.

Immediately afterwards, two young men who looked like assistants came in from outside carrying a large cardboard box.

Haruhiko took a quick look and saw the box filled with bouquets, wreaths, ribbons, and a strange small machine.

It seems to be used to set up the scene.

After all, this is just a photo shoot, and it costs a lot to set it up, so of course the studio can take several groups of photos for customers to get the best cost-effectiveness.

The church immediately became busy.

Haruhiko stood up and wanted to go outside to breathe some fresh air and calm down.

His clothing size had already been provided to the other party a long time ago. He only needed to change his clothes and tidy up briefly, so he still had a lot of free time.

Haruhiko walked to the door and put his hand on the church door which was ajar again.

Before he could exert any strength, the door was pushed from the outside.

Haruhiko quickly took a step back and got out of the way.

Along with the dazzling sunlight, a figure with a cold temperament appeared in his field of vision.

She had beautiful short brown hair, a slender but plump figure, and because she was backlit, Haruhiko couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.

But even so, he recognized the other person's identity in an instant.

"Why are you here?" Haruhiko was a little surprised.

Miyano Shiho: "I came to watch my boyfriend take wedding photos with another woman."

Haruhiko scratched his head awkwardly and explained, "I sent you a text message before, but you didn't reply."

Miyano Shiho pulled her phone out of her coat pocket and showed it to him. "Are you saying this text message says, 'Ran and I are going hiking. Want to join us?'? I have to say, you explained it very clearly. There's not even an address."

Haruhiko smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the subject: "By the way, how did you find this place? Did you install a tracking device on me? Like the ones you wear around your pet's neck?"

He tried to lighten the awkward atmosphere with a joke.

Miyano Shiho sighed: "Let's put our matter aside for now. You have a more troublesome matter to deal with."

"what?"

Miyano Shiho took a step back and made room at the door.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flashed in front of the door.

She had the deep facial features of a European or American, fair skin, and beautiful long silver hair that hung casually in front of her. When blown by the wind, it looked like silver snakes dancing in the sun. It stands to reason that a woman of this level would definitely have certain requirements for her appearance.

But the woman in front of him was wrapped in a thick down jacket and loose sweatpants. Judging from her bloated appearance, she probably had several layers of thermal pants stacked inside, and she was wearing a pair of sneakers that were convenient for climbing.

In general, this is a strange woman who has a beautiful face and temperament like a female star, but dresses very rustically and conservatively.

Haruhiko looked desperate when he saw her: "Why are you here too?"

"Didn't I say I would come to see you in the next few days?" Vermouth put her hands in the pockets of her down jacket, looking silly but actually a little cute.

Haruhiko glanced at the enlarged Haibara Ai. She was trying hard to keep a calm expression. She must have been bullied by Vermouth again.

Although Vermouth couldn't gain any advantage over Haruhiko.

But when facing Shirley, he can still perfectly display the attributes of a natural enemy and can easily control her.

"Let's go, let's go over there and talk." Haruhiko made the invitation helplessly.

Vermouth nodded, and the two walked to the open space on the side of the church.

The quality of the lawn here is slightly lower, and some places are bare, but the view is relatively wide and you can see the distant view of the city at the foot of the mountain.

There was silence for a moment.

Vermouth spoke first: "What are you going to do about Bourbon?"

Vermouth had already emailed Haruhiko what she knew, and the content had truly shocked him. He hadn't expected so many countries to be involved in this matter.

Haruhiko thought for a moment: "Is this considered a negotiation?"

"I guess so. I have to consider your attitude before making any plans."

Haruhiko frowned in thought.

"Do you want to be a hero? Giving up everything, even your life, for someone you don't even know will likely not be understood, and you will be scolded and questioned by the people you are defending." Vermouth said softly.

Haruhiko shook his head. "I admire those heroes, but I probably can't do it."

"I think so too."

"Hey, I'll be very sad if you say that." Haruhiko rolled his eyes at her.

"Isn't it?" Vermouth smiled softly, "How about it, do you accept my terms?"

Using the resources and information in her hands, Vermouth reached an agreement with another country's power and obtained the other party's protection.

So now the people in the organization have no way to deal with her.

But the other party put forward a condition, which was that I could no longer touch anything related to that new drug.

This strange request made Haruhiko guess that those who really ruled this world might have known about what the Black Organization was researching for a long time, and the reason they left it alone was that they wanted to use them to test the effect.

This made Haruhiko feel a little emotional. Even in Conan's world, the rules and gameplay of the world are still so dirty and dark.

But Haruhiko still shook his head: "No, I have to help Shirley get revenge. I promised her this a long time ago."

He turned around to look at Miyano Shiho not far away and found that her little hands were tightly clutching her sleeves and she was staring at him nervously.

Haruhiko believed that if anything unusual happened here, Shirley would definitely leave and run over to fight with Vermouth.

Vermouth: "I've also considered that. Actually, I've already broken with the organization because of the secret concealment of Shirley. If you want to cause trouble for the organization, I can help.

How about we fight against that evil organization together."

Haruhiko complained, "Wait a minute, I think you just defected from that evil organization, please stop making yourself sound like a positive character."

Vermouth gathered her long silver hair with her hands and said, "Doesn't this sound romantic?"

Haruhiko was speechless as he pondered the other party's proposal.

Vermouth continued to press the issue: "Of course, you can also refuse and watch me and my child being hunted down by the organization, and finally die miserably in some unknown place."

"Didn't they say there was a powerful force protecting you?" Haruhiko continued to complain, "Also, is the child thing true?"

"Why would I lie to you about something that will be exposed soon?"

Haruhiko sighed, "What would you do if I chose to be a hero?"

"Of course I will try my best to help you clean up the mess. If the enemy is really unable to fight, I will knock you out and imprison you on a small island. Of course, I will always be with you." Vermouth lightly stated her terrible plan.

Haruhiko: "Are we the only two on the island?"

Vermouth smiled softly: "Call me mom, and I will bring the women around you with me."

Haruhiko: "One last question. Why are you wearing such thick clothes? Are you afraid others will discover your identity? Isn't your face exposed?"

Vermouth took her hand out of her pocket and gently placed it on her stomach: "Things are different now than before. Of course, we need to be extra careful. It would be bad if it affects the next generation."

Haruhiko looked at the maternal glow on her face, which didn't look like the Absinthe that was feared in the organization at all.

"Let's go back first, it's cold outside." Haruhiko said.

A satisfied smile appeared on Vermouth's lips.

The two walked towards the church side by side.

Haruhiko thought about it for a long time and felt that Vermouth's proposal was relatively reliable.

This matter is no longer something he can solve.

Although he is a time traveler and this world is a world of science, it doesn't seem to be particularly outrageous.

If he couldn't tear apart a nuclear bomb with his bare hands or cut a tank with a knife, it would be a fantasy for him to fight against the huge national forces, and more than one of them, on his own.

Besides, Haruhiko’s goal has always been to survive the pursuit of the Black Organization.

Since Vermouth offered to help, he had no reason to refuse.

Moreover, although there is no affection between him and Vermouth, she is indeed very big.

And calling her mom seems to make sense only when she says it, right?

"Don't worry, I will help you deal with your Great Ao Group." Vermouth said as they walked.

Haruhiko: "Let's talk about that later. I heard from the photographer here that there's another group of guests who want to take pictures. Could it be you?"

"That's right, it's just me and Shirley." Vermouth smiled mischievously, "Don't even think about running away."

Haruhiko looked at the endless blue sky in despair.

I thought I might as well die here.
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Sure enough, an hour later.

When Haruhiko changed into a suit and came to the church, he saw an extremely solemn atmosphere.

Five women in white wedding dresses each occupied a corner and looked at each other.

"Why do you look so familiar to me?" Suzuki Sonoko asked in confusion, looking at Miyano Shiho, who had a lot of breasts.

Miyano Shiho said politely: "Hello, I am Xiao Ai's sister. I came here mainly to thank Haruhiko for taking care of Xiao Ai all the time."

"I don't need to wear a wedding dress to express my gratitude, right?" Sonoko looked doubtful.

Miyano Shiho chuckled and said, "How can this be possible? This is just the beginning."

Upon hearing this, Suzuki Sonoko puffed up her cheeks.

On the other side, Xiaolan looked at Vermouth with silver hair hanging down on her white wedding dress and asked in confusion: "Ms. Chris, when did you meet Haruhiko?"

Vermouth was fiddling with the bouquet in her hand: "I am Haruhiko's older sister from afar. I came back from abroad this time because I wanted to be closer to him."

"Isn't Haruhiko an orphan? When did he have a sister, and a foreigner at that?" Sonoko interrupted.

"Probably not long ago," Vermouth thought for a moment.

"No, not long ago?" Sonoko was stunned for a moment. "Wait a minute, this statement sounds very suspicious."

Haruhiko suddenly felt that if he walked over now, he might be torn to pieces.
So he secretly found the bearded photographer and asked if he could separate them and take pictures of them one by one.

The bearded man looked worried. "I can't take pictures right now. The machine that launches the flowers is broken. Without it, the photos will be much worse."

Haruhiko looked in the direction the other person pointed and saw two assistants squatting nearby repairing the machine that fired the flowers.

At this time, the church had been almost decorated. Blue and white ribbons were hung on both sides of the aisle leading to the altar, and a bunch of beautiful flowers were tied between the ribbons at intervals. Soft music was also playing in the church.

In this environment, even the cold air seems to be tinged with a hint of romance.

"Eh? Haruhiko, have you changed your clothes?" Before Haruhiko could come up with a solution, Vermouth took the initiative to attack.

Everyone focused their attention on him.

Immediately afterwards——

Miwako Sato walked over, rubbing her wrist.

Suzuki Sonoko showed her sharp fangs.

Xiaolan gently shook her ankles and assumed a karate starting stance.

Haibara Ai seemed to be holding a strange capsule in her hand.

Only Vermouth walked calmly among the crowd, with the aura of a great lady.

Haruhiko quickly winked at the bearded man, but found that the bearded man was already standing far away from him, probably because he was afraid of being affected.

Damn it, if that’s the case then I can only figure out a solution on my own.

Haruhiko glanced around and saw a small camera on the stool next to him, probably used by the assistants.

He grabbed the camera in his hand and pointed it at the group of female protagonists who were charging towards him aggressively.

"We're going to take a photo, smile."

Unfortunately, it's useless.

"Do you think you can get away with this?"

At this point, Haruhiko couldn't tell who said this, or maybe everyone just happened to say the same thing.

at this time--

Bang!
A large number of ribbons and petals gushed out from both sides of the path leading to the altar in the middle of the church.

There were so many of them that they blocked the view between him and the girls like a smoke bomb.

The assistant squatting on the ground repairing the machine said: "See, I told you it wouldn't work. Now everything has been launched and no one can see it."

Haruhiko took advantage of this gap to run to the door.

After a few steps, the effect of the "smoke bomb" gradually faded.

The girls also noticed that Haruhiko was missing and looked at him with confusion.

"Here." Haruhiko shouted after them, camera still in hand.

At this time, most of the flowers floating in the sky have fallen to the ground.

It was a thick layer that buried the heels of the girls’ high heels and the hems of their wedding dresses.

However, there were still many scattered flowers slowly falling in the air, slowly falling in the sunlight coming in from the church gate.

Add to that the soft music playing in the church and five brides in wedding dresses standing in the sea of ​​flowers.

Haruhiko suddenly didn't want to run anymore. He raised his camera and said, "Let's take a picture."

Perhaps the romantic atmosphere in front of them also infected the girls.

This time no one said no.

Instead, everyone took the time to tidy up their slightly messy hair and clothes, while striking what they thought was the most beautiful pose.

"Crack!"

The flash went off.

Haruhiko took this wedding photo without the groom, which seemed insignificant to him at the time but stayed with him until the end of his life.

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12 month 31 day.

New Year's Eve.

There is also a custom of celebrating New Year's Eve in Japan.

However, unlike the Chinese New Year, they celebrate the Gregorian New Year, that is, January 1st of each year is the Spring Festival, so December 1st of each year is the so-called New Year's Eve.

However, the customs of celebrating New Year's Eve are not much different.

It is a time when the whole family gets together, eats and drinks, and spends the last day of the year in a lively atmosphere.

After taking the wedding photos that day, they temporarily declared a ceasefire, but in fact, when the girls talked about this issue, they all said that they could not come to spend New Year's Eve with Haruhiko.

Yuanzi will celebrate New Year's Eve with her family, and I heard that they will have to go to a faraway place to worship.

This year is the first time that Eri Kisaki and Kogoro Mouri have spent New Year's Eve together after many years, and of course Ran can't run away.

Miwako Sato only has her mother left at home, and she said she can't abandon her mother.

Miyano Shiho said that Professor Agasa, an old widower, had taken care of Ai for such a long time, and it would be too pitiful for him to spend New Year's Eve alone, so she and Ai wanted to stay at the professor's house to accompany him.

Even Vermouth said that she had to meet the contact person of the cooperative force that day and could not make it back.

So normally speaking, Kousaka Haruhiko would most likely have to spend New Year's Eve alone.

But on New Year's Eve, it was not yet ten o'clock in the morning.

A furtive figure slipped into the Kosaka office.

The man skillfully unlocked the door and tiptoed up the wooden stairs to the second floor.

When she found that the second floor was very quiet, with only the faint sound of Haruhiko snoring coming from the bedroom, a smile of success appeared on her face.

She changed into her slippers expertly and checked her hair and makeup before entering the bedroom.

Then he flung open the door and threw himself on the bed.

"surprise!!"

Haruhiko was startled, he thought it was an earthquake.

But when he saw who the girl in front of him was, he said helplessly: "Why are you here? Didn't you say you wanted to celebrate the New Year with your family?"

Suzuki Sonoko laid on the quilt and took a deep breath, then said with a smug smile: "How is it? Did I fool them all with this trick? Let Miss Sonoko spend New Year's Eve with you alone today.

I didn’t even tell Xiaolan, so how about it, are you touched?"

Haruhiko said with a strange look on his face, "About this..."

At this moment, the quilt beside Haruhiko was suddenly opened a little.

Huihara Ai poked half of her face out from inside: "Good morning, Aunt Sonoko."

"Ah...Auntie? Who are you calling...No, wait a minute, why are you here, little kid?!" Yuanzi was a little incoherent.

Haruhiko quickly explained: "Ai's sister left for something and left her with me before she left."

At the same time, he pinched Haibara Ai's thigh under the quilt.

Huiyuan Ai immediately sat up obediently: "It's just as Brother Haruhiko said, Sister Sonoko, it seems that the three of us will spend New Year's Eve together this year. Have you prepared a red envelope for me?"

Suzuki Sonoko looked back and forth at the two of them suspiciously, but Haibara Ai's well-behaved and cute look prevented her from thinking of anything else.

What's more, after seeing Miyano Shiho, she had already focused her defense on the other party. What was there to worry about a little kid?
Yuanzi smiled and said, "Your sister is not coming back today?"

"It will probably take a few days before he can come back." Haibara Ai replied.

Sonoko ruffled Huihara Ai's hair and said with a smile, "No problem, as long as your sister doesn't come to make trouble, you can have as many red envelopes as you want."

In fact, it was Shiho Miyano who walked into the office yesterday.

As for why it became Haibara Ai?

In fact, it was Haruhiko who got drunk in the middle of the night.
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Since Suzuki Sonoko has arrived, of course I can't continue sleeping.

Haruhiko and Haibara Ai got up and washed up. Sonoko placed the snacks and food she brought on the table, and then helped to tidy up the room.

After washing up, Haibara Ai also helped to clean up.

Haruhiko slumped on the sofa like a big boss, fully feeling the status of the head of the family.

During the chat, Yuanzi also brought some bad news -

She called the studio that took her wedding photos in the morning and learned that a fire had accidentally broken out in the studio and burned all the negatives taken that day. The studio apologized very sincerely and said that they would arrange time to retake the photos after the New Year. They also said that they would upgrade them to a more luxurious package as compensation.

However, it is unlikely to get the photos before the New Year.

Haruhiko is curious: "Why do you have to get the photo before the New Year?"

Sonoko blushed slightly as she glanced at the empty walls of Haruhiko's living room. "I thought your walls were so empty and lifeless. It would probably be much better if you hung some pictures on them."

Haruhiko suddenly realized.

No wonder when he took the snack box that Yuanzi brought just now, he saw not only exquisite snacks but also hammers, electric drills and other tools.

Probably for hanging pictures on the wall.

Haruhiko: "Don't be sad, let's go shoot together after the New Year."

Suzuki Sonoko nodded, but the disappointment on her face was still obvious.

On the other hand, after hearing the news, Haibara Ai started standing on tiptoe to study the size of the living room wall.

Judging from the situation, at least two photos need to be hung on this wall to put this matter to rest.

But Haruhiko immediately thought of it.

If the photos were burned, not only Sonoko's negatives would be burned, but everyone else's negatives would also be burned.

In other words, does he have to go through the same tragic Shura scene as that day again?
Haruhiko suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Although Haruhiko was able to escape from the Shura Field temporarily that day because the flower-scattering machine broke down, things were not so smooth when it came to the actual photo shoot later.

When they finally came out of the church, Haruhiko's suit was soaked and he felt more tired than if he had beaten Sato Masao a hundred times.

"Hey? What's wrong with you?" Yuanzi asked with concern when she saw that his face looked strange.

"It's okay, I just felt a little dizzy suddenly."

"Are you hungry? Have some snacks first. I'll have someone send over a luxurious meal later." Sonoko picked up a piece of snack with her slender fingers and fed it to Haruhiko.

Haruhiko swallowed the mung bean cake-like snack.

Before she could swallow it completely, Haibara Ai, who had already measured the size, ran over and said, "Brother Haruhiko, open your mouth."

Haruhiko opened his mouth obediently.

Ai Haibara stuffed a larger piece of dessert into his mouth.

While chewing, Haruhiko stopped Suzuki Sonoko from reaching for the snack.

If he eats any more, he'll be too full and won't be able to have the dinner in the evening.

Suzuki Sonoko recalled the expression on Haibara Ai's face just now. She seemed to have noticed something, but also seemed to have noticed nothing.

Just when Sonoko was wondering, the door on the first floor of the office rang.

This was followed by the sound of footsteps climbing the stairs.

"Haruhiko, you're up..." Ran Mouri's voice suddenly stopped.

"Xiao Lan? Why are you here?" Sonoko was also stunned.

Xiaolan stammered, "Well... since it's very close, I just made some snacks and wanted to give them to Haruhiko to try."

"Ran, you don't want to secretly spend New Year's Eve with Haruhiko, do you?" Sonoko said, hugging her shoulders.

Xiaolan's face turned even redder when her thoughts were exposed, but she quickly realized: "Wait a minute, Sonoko, I remember you said you were going to a place far away with your family to worship? Why are you here?"

"That plan has been canceled." Sonoko avoided his gaze.

"Really? Do you want me to call Sister Ayako and ask?"

"No, I actually pretended to be sick and stayed at home, and then sneaked here." Yuanzi accidentally told the truth.

Afterwards, the two sisters had a heated discussion about who would betray whom first.

Haibara Ai would interject from time to time, causing the situation to gradually develop into a tragic Shura field.

There was no result on the second floor yet, and the door on the first floor of the office rang again.

Sato Miwako, wearing a light pink kimono, ran excitedly up to the second floor and was dumbfounded.

"Damn it! Why are you guys here?" Miwako looked dissatisfied.

Sonoko snorted coldly: "Ms. Sato, who deliberately dressed so formally, is not qualified to raise such questions?"

"Didn't Miss Sato say you would stay at home with your mother? Why are you here?" In this situation, even the gentle Xiaolan showed her cute fangs like a cub whose territory was invaded.

"It was my mom who kicked me out," Meiwazi said. "She got me up early in the morning and made me dress up. She also told me that if I couldn't stay here tonight, I shouldn't go back to see him."

"Staying over?! Why would you ask that?" Sonoko instantly jumped up from the sofa. "Absolutely not! I'm staying here today too, just to keep an eye on you, of course."

"It's up to you. It'll be more lively if there are more people." Sato Miwako waved her hand and walked to the sofa and put on the same Ge You pose as Haruhiko.

The Shura Field temporarily entered the intermission, and everyone sat around on the sofa, huddled together for warmth.

It is heating in the physical sense.

Because there is no central heating in Haruhiko's office, he has to rely on himself to keep warm in the winter. Haruhiko's previous method was to use a thick quilt to solve the heating problem.

But now that there are so many people, the quilt's shortcomings are exposed - it can't cover everyone.

At least not yet.

Miwako Sato rubbed her hands and said, "It's so cold, Haruhiko, don't you have a kotatsu table at home?"

Haruhiko thought for a moment and said, "There should be some. They seem to be piled up in the warehouse."

Sonoko: "Go get it out. I see it's snowing outside again. It will definitely be colder at night."

Haruhiko: "Okay, then you guys can help clear the dining area. I remember that electric heating table seems to be quite large."

Then, several people got busy.

Haruhiko went to the storage room at the back of the first floor and found the dusty kotatsu table.

The electric heating table is indeed super large, and it can probably accommodate 6 people sitting together without feeling crowded.

It feels like it was tailor-made for him.

Haruhiko first carried the kotatsu table to the first-floor hall, then turned around to close the door of the storage room.

But when he returned to the lobby on the first floor, he saw a man standing next to the fireplace table.

She has beautiful long silver hair, fair skin, and the deep eyebrows and eyes of a typical European and American.

But she was wearing a pure black furisode kimono, and her long silver hair fell along her shoulders and in front of her chest. The combination of silver and black gave off a feeling of nobility and holiness.

Haruhiko smiled bitterly and said, "Why are you here to join in the fun? Didn't you say you were going to negotiate with the other party?"

"It's over. I thought I didn't know anyone else here, so I came to find you. The most important thing is..." Vermouth gently tiptoed and put her charming red lips close to Haruhiko's ear, "I feel that he seems to like being with you very much."

"he?"

Vermouth's hand caressed the obi of her kimono without realizing it.

Haruhiko finally understood what she meant by "he" and noticed that her belly seemed to be much bigger than a few days ago. "Are you putting something in there? It's changed so much in just a few days?"

Vermouth rolled her eyes at him and said nothing.

Then, when Haruhiko just lifted up the kotatsu table, Vermouth suddenly asked, "By the way, do you think my clothes look good?"

Haruhiko glanced at the black furisode kimono and said, "It's okay."

"Then why do you keep staring at my clothes?"

Haruhiko blushed and said, "It looks pretty good."

"Yeah." Vermouth nodded with satisfaction and put her red lips close to his ear. "Then next time, can I wear this?"

Haruhiko subconsciously imagined that scene in his mind, his hands went limp, and he put the table down again.

Vermouth laughed like a silver bell.

Haruhiko looked at her helplessly.

At this time, Suzuki Sonoko's voice came from upstairs: "Haruhiko, why haven't you come up yet? Do you want to go down and help?"

"no need."

Haruhiko replied, then carried the kotatsu table up to the second floor.
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Vermouth's joining did not trigger a new wave of Shura Field.

Perhaps it was because her temperament was too strong that made everyone think that such a beautiful woman could not have any special relationship with Haruhiko, and they all thought she was Haruhiko's sister.

Of course, among these people, there was no Haibara Ai who was bullied by Vermouth in her arms.

The electric heating table was placed in the middle of the living room and it heated up quickly after being plugged in.

"I'm finally alive!" Suzuki Sonoko exclaimed exaggeratedly after putting her legs in.

Although the others were not as exaggerated as Yuanzi, they also showed expressions of enjoyment on their faces.

On the table were snacks brought by Sonoko and Xiaolan, fruits brought by Sato Miwako, and hot tea brought by Vermouth.

Haibara Ai didn't bring anything with her.

So she took the initiative to sit in Haruhiko's arms, handed her little feet to him to keep warm, and peeled a slice of orange to feed him from time to time.

The atmosphere seemed to become harmonious temporarily.

Haruhiko was enjoying this hard-earned comfort when the doorbell on the first floor rang again.

The girls all turned their eyes towards Haruhiko.

"Have you made new friends?"

"The kotatsu table is already crowded enough. If more people come, we'll have to remove one."

"Haruhiko-kun doesn't want to see a river of blood, right?"

The girls expressed their attitudes one after another, which made Haruhiko feel cold inside.

At the same time, he was also wondering who would come to disturb him at this time. Although he had some friendship with Inspector Megure and his people, they usually started visiting relatives and friends after the Spring Festival.

Haruhiko came out from the kotatsu table with doubts and went to the first floor to greet the guests.

It turned out that the person standing at the door was the bearded photographer who had taken the wedding photos before.

When Haruhiko asked, he found out that the other party was there to give him a photo.

Of course, it wasn't the photos that were burned, but the special wedding photo of the bride that Haruhiko took that day with his assistant's camera.

The camera was not burned in the fire because it was taken away by an assistant.

When the bearded photographer learned about this, he immediately had the photo developed, framed, and sent it to Haruhiko, saying it was a souvenir, but in fact he wanted to use this method to express his apology.

The bearded man left after delivering the photos.

As soon as Haruhiko turned around with the photo in his arms, he found five pairs of scrutinizing eyes waiting for him behind him.

Haruhiko simply spread the photos out on the fireplace table for everyone to enjoy.

Anyway, he is not in the photo, so it doesn’t mean anything.

The photo was made into a size similar to a wedding photo and carefully framed, perhaps influenced by Suzuki Sonoko's request.

Sonoko pointed at the photo and complained, "The horns in your hair, Xiaolan, are blocking my body."

"Really? But I didn't mean it." Xiaolan was not angry when being blamed. Instead, she showed a sweet smile on her face.

When Haruhiko looked at the photo, he realized that in this casual photo, Xiaolan was standing in position C, the one closest to the camera.

Suzuki Sonoko was just blocked behind her, with only the part above her collarbone exposed.

At this time, Sato Miwako looked at herself standing farthest away in the photo and muttered softly, "Damn it, I should have run over there faster."

Haruhiko looked over.

Sure enough, because Sato Miwako was rushing the hardest at that time, when Haruhiko changed direction, she became the person farthest away.

However, Miwako's makeup in the photo is very delicate, and even from a distance it does not affect her charming temperament.

At this time, Suzuki Sonoko discovered another problem: "Why is that strange woman named Miyano Shiho standing so close? And why is she so sexy?"

Haruhiko then turned his gaze to Miyano Shiho, who was only one step behind Xiaolan.

Miyano Shiho's wedding dress has a thin strap on the shoulders.

Lift up the fullness of your chest.

It feels like the clothes will fall off instantly without these two transparent shoulder straps.

Haruhiko was very curious about this question at the time, so he did an experiment himself last night.

It turns out that even if you remove the shoulder straps of the clothes, they will not fall off easily if you don't move them around.

Because it's very firm.

"Damn it, why are there always women with the surname Miyano appearing in front of me?" Sonoko muttered, obviously thinking of Miyano Mai who had opposed her not long ago.

But Sonoko would never have imagined that her classmate Mai Miyano was actually sitting next to her drinking tea.

Vermouth gently picked up the teacup and smiled without saying a word.

Ai Haibara sat in Haruhiko's arms and retorted, "She's not some weird woman. Sister Shiho and Brother Haruhiko are the perfect match."

Sonoko picked up a slice of orange and stuffed it into Huiyuan Ai's mouth: "No, she didn't come to such an important occasion today, so there is no chance anymore.

You'd better persuade your sister to change her target quickly. If necessary, I can help introduce some suitable handsome guys."

Haibara Ai looked at Suzuki Sonoko who was kept in the dark, and also imitated Vermouth and smiled without saying anything. She also secretly stuffed the orange in her mouth into Haruhiko's mouth when no one else was paying attention.

After admiring the photo, the question became how to deal with this strange photo.

After discussing for a long time, it was finally Vermouth who gave the suggestion: "Hang it up. Leave it here until you make a decision."

The girls all looked at the sister who suddenly appeared with the lazy temperament of Haruhiko.

Vermouth took a sip of tea and said slowly, "It's hard to tell who will win in a short time, so why not think about how to narrow the scope first?

If I hang this thing at home, other girls will probably be scared away if they see it, right? "

Her proposal was immediately unanimously agreed upon by everyone.

Except Haruhiko.

He felt that if he hung such a photo at home, people would find it strange if they saw it.

Because there is no him in this photo, it is easy to think of the kind of person who cannot get love and then wants to keep the other person in his heart forever.

And there are still 5 left.

But his resistance was ineffective.

Under the girls' urging, Haruhiko picked up a hammer and other tools and quickly hung the photo in the most conspicuous place in the living room.
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Time soon came to afternoon.

During this period, thanks to Vermouth's strong social skills, the girls were able to sit together and play poker in a very harmonious manner.

This was something Haruhiko had never dared to think about before.

During the process, Xiaolan was very lucky and kept winning, so she was quickly voted out by everyone and became a little sister who served tea and water.

Suzuki Sonoko was so angry that she kept losing because she was too bad at playing that she stopped playing and sat on the sofa reading the newspaper.

While playing cards, Haruhiko noticed that she was reading the newspaper very seriously and asked curiously, "What did you find out? Why are you reading it so seriously?"

Sonoko: "It says here that if you hold the hand of the person you love and send your blessings when the New Year's bell rings, you will be able to get married this year."

"Is this another legend? It's similar to the cherry blossom tunnel last time." Haruhiko said.

"That's right, who would believe such a rumor?" Others echoed.

It seems that no one takes this unreliable legend seriously.
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Dinner was a luxurious meal sent by Suzuki Sonoko, and Xiaolan also made some home-cooked dishes to go with it.

Because some wine was served, the atmosphere became lively after a few drinks.

In fact, Haruhiko feels that when five women get together, it is hard not to be lively.

After drinking, Suzuki Sonoko forcibly held Vermouth's hand and kept complaining about "that hateful woman named Miyano Mai".

Vermouth also laughed and complained with her.

The relationship between the two became much closer.

Because Haibara Ai couldn't drink, she simply stayed in Haruhiko's arms and waited for him to feed her.

Xiaolan sat next to Haruhiko, picking up food and pouring wine, and feeding Haibara Ai a few bites from time to time, her wife attributes were fully displayed.

Miwako Sato was like an unreliable big sister next door. She took off her socks halfway through drinking and performed her "stunt" of drinking by holding the bottle with her toes in public.

Everyone has their own characteristics, Haruhiko couldn't help but sigh.

Although Meiko's characteristics were a bit strange, he quietly added another sentence in his heart.

The Red and White Songs Festival was playing on TV. This show is held every year and is a bit like China's Spring Festival Gala, but it only features singing and no other performances.

When the time came to 23:50.

The girls who were originally fighting on their own gathered together again, staring at the countdown on TV with vigilant expressions.

Haruhiko was shocked.

I thought to myself that they said before that they didn’t take the legend seriously, but now they are all running over to fight for food.

The host on TV also started reading the prepared lines, which roughly meant how difficult this year was and how many difficulties they had overcome.

This reminded Haruhiko of the time in his previous life when he and his family would wait in front of the TV for the bell to ring on New Year's Eve.

Even though the quality of the Spring Festival Gala has become worse and worse, and the festive atmosphere has become weaker and weaker, Haruhiko's habit of waiting for the bell-ringing ceremony has never changed.

It seems that without this ceremony, the year would be incomplete.

Haruhiko briefly reminisced about the past, and when he came back to his senses, the host on TV had already started counting down.

[Ten, nine, eight, seven...]

"Six!" Suzuki Sonoko shouted excitedly.

Xiaolan: "Five!"

Haruhiko was also infected by the atmosphere and shouted: "Four!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the window behind him was suddenly blown open by the wind, and strong wind and snow poured into the room.

The photo hanging on the wall was shaken several times by the wind, but it did not fall down.

When everyone came to their senses and turned their attention back to the TV, they found that the host was already shouting Happy New Year to the camera.

"Happy New Year!"

The girls' blessings could also be heard in the living room on the second floor.

"Happy New Year!" Haruhiko responded with a smile, then cast his eyes on the photos on the wall.

In the photo, transparent and clean sunlight shines through the church's stained glass windows onto the ground. The petals are suspended in mid-air as if cast by magic, and the bride's pure white wedding dress emits a holy glow.

Although there are only five people in the photo.

But if you look closely you will find it.

In fact, every girl’s pupils reflect the image of the boy she likes holding a camera and taking pictures.

(End of the book)

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