Conan: My Pure Love Exceeds the Limit

Chapter 16 Househusband
"Are you satisfied?" Yukiko asked.

Hearing this, Kitahara Shinji said, "Very satisfied. As long as I have a bed, I'm satisfied."

This is the truth. As long as he doesn't sleep on the tatami, he can sleep anywhere, even on the sofa. There is no problem.

"I'm glad you're satisfied." Yukiko nodded. "But this room doesn't have a separate toilet or bathroom. You need to go to the first floor to wash up."

"If there's nothing else, I'll go take a rest."

She turned and left, closing the door behind her.

"Well, I see."

Shinji Kitahara waved and watched Yukiko leave.

When Yukiko left, he threw the camera on the table, then lay down on the bed he had not seen for a long time, with a comfortable look on his face. He subconsciously searched his pockets, but found nothing.

"I forgot I traveled through time and space, and my smartphone is gone!" Thinking of this, he sat up from the bed: "Forget it, I'll take a shower and then go to bed."

If he had a mobile phone, he would definitely watch some videos first and then take a shower after about an hour or two.

But now, without a mobile phone, procrastination seems to have disappeared without a trace, and my efficiency has doubled.

Soon, he came to the first floor and entered the bathroom.

at the same time.

After Yukiko returned to the master bedroom, she locked the door and lay down on the bed with her white toes swaying. On the wall behind her was her wedding photo with Yusaku.

"Alas, although Kitahara Shinji is not a bad person, he is still a man after all!" Yukiko sighed: "I hope he doesn't have any bad thoughts, otherwise..."

She sat up, took out a stun gun and spray from the drawer of the bedside table, and poked the air a few times.

The streets of Tokyo are still quite chaotic at night, and not as safe as some people think, so I prepared these just in case.

Of course, compared to the streets of the United States at night, Tokyo is still very safe.

This world is just a huge makeshift team, and it has entered an era of comparing the worst.

"But why hasn't Yusaku called me yet?" She couldn't help but look at the mobile phone on the bedside table, a look of worry on her face: "How about I call him?"

"Is something wrong with Yusaku?"

Thinking of this, she no longer hesitated, crawled over, picked up the mobile phone and started dialing.

At this moment, somewhere in a Los Angeles mansion, the phone receiver was placed on a table, and the sound of running water could be heard not far away.
【Hello, the number you dialed is currently busy.】

Yukiko listened to the female voice on the phone and was silent for a moment. Then she threw the mobile phone on the bed and flicked it twice: "Damn Kudo Yusaku!"

She was angry not because Kudo Yusaku was calling, but because he didn't call her.

It's not like Kudo Yusaku didn't know the mobile phone number, and she left a note when she left, telling him that she had returned to Neon.

But it has been such a long time and there has been no call. Even if he was drunk, he should have woken up by now!
So, Kudo Yusaku didn't take her seriously!

"Humph! Never care about this guy again!"

Da da da.
She got up from the bed, walked over to the suitcase with her white and tender feet on the carpet, took out some clothes to change into, and went to the bathroom.

Not long after, a rustling sound was heard from inside.

The next day.

A ray of sunlight shone in through the gap in the curtains, falling on Yukiko's face and exposed white arms.

In the dazzling sunlight, she slowly opened her eyes, whimpered unconsciously, and turned over, revealing her fair skin, purple suspender silk pajamas, and bottomless white.

After rolling back and forth twice on the bed, she faced the ceiling and said, "It was such a comfortable sleep. It's really more comfortable to sleep at home."

"And..." She turned to look at the door, which was still locked, with a piece of paper stuck in the crack. "Everything is fine."

"Kitahara Shinji is indeed a good man!" "Get up, get up!"

Yukiko lay in bed for a while, then got up, lifted the quilt, stepped on the carpet with her bare feet, and walked into the bathroom.

Not long after, Yukiko came down from the master bedroom on the second floor. She looked at the time and then at the bright sun outside. She couldn't help squinting her eyes and said, "It's already so late."

It's already twelve o'clock in the morning.

In other words, she had slept for 16 hours and had a very full sleep, which was considered to have reversed the jet lag.

The time difference was reversed, but a certain man hadn't called her yet.

When I thought of this, my good mood disappeared instantly.

Suddenly, she smelled a fragrance, the smell of food.

At the same time, my stomach started to growl.

She walked down the stairs and headed towards the kitchen.

I saw a man in an apron fiddling with pots and pans.

And this man is Shinji Kitahara.

"Oh, you can actually cook?" Yukiko looked surprised.

In her impression, there are very few men who can cook, and there are also quite a lot of men in Japan who have never done housework.

After all, in Japan, being a housewife is also a profession. There are courses on this in schools, and some people even take housewife training courses in order to become professional housewives.

Although Yukiko has never attended housewife training courses, she has attended cooking classes, and she cooks three meals a day for the Kudo family.

"I live alone and sometimes I cook." Shinji Kitahara said with a smile.

Originally, Shinji Kitahara ate out and he could cook for himself.

However, he used to order takeout, but after he found dead insects like cockroaches and flies in his takeout, he rarely ordered takeout anymore.

After that, I cooked by watching videos and acting like a cyber chef. The food tasted pretty good.

Sometimes when I don’t want to cook, I just go out and have a bowl of noodles.

And today is also a day of self-discipline.

He got up at around seven o'clock and went out for a run, maintaining his ripple breathing. On the way back, he withdrew some money and bought some ingredients for lunch.

The ingredients include green peppers, lean meat, fat meat, potatoes, cabbage, dried chili peppers, and chili peppers.

These are home-cooked dishes that are easy to prepare.

"Is this Chinese food?" Yukiko looked at the pot and asked.

"Yeah, Chinese food."

"That's true!" Yukiko smiled and said, "I learned a little bit in a cooking class before."

Gu Gu Gu Gu.
Attracted by the aroma of food, her stomach started growling again.

This immediately made her fair face turn rosy.

Too shameful!

"Want to eat together?"

"Well, I won't be polite!"

You are a pretty nice person!
(End of this chapter)