Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

"You've misunderstood." Wen Shui calmly looked away. "I was actually looking at your legs."

Ai Haibara's beautiful eyes turned cold as she glared at him: "Is this how someone caught peeping at someone sleeping should apologize?"

Wen Shui hesitated for a moment, then changed her approach: "I'm sorry, Sherry's legs are just too beautiful..."

"Okay, okay, stop saying those mushy things, and the expression on your face looks so fake..."

Ai Haibara was completely defeated.

She sat up from the sofa, stretched, and the hem of her white shirt rode up as she stretched, revealing a small section of her snow-white and slender waist.

But Wen Shui only glanced at it before giving up on the fleeting beauty.

Because in this living room filled with the orange glow of the setting sun, there was a sun even more worthy of his appreciation appearing before him.

Although slightly smaller than Yukiko Kudo's size, he has the advantage of being young and has untapped potential.

Furthermore, whenever Ai Haibara shows that cold, disdainful expression, every part of her body gains a [Charm Value +99] buff.

Perhaps because she had just woken up, Ai Haibara was a little slow to react and didn't notice Warm Water's gaze. She yawned again.

Wen Shui frowned slightly: "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Yeah, I stayed up all night." Ai Haibara looked a little tired.

Wen Shui couldn't help but scold, "Then why did you come to cook for me? Didn't I tell you before that you could come whenever you had time?"

"Because I have something very important to tell you," Ai Haibara said.

"what's up?"

Ai Haibara took a deep breath and then said in a very serious tone, "Our cooperation may have to be terminated ahead of schedule."

Wen Shui paused for a moment, then asked, "What do you mean?"

"In other words, today might be the last meal we eat together, and you might never see me again."

Ai Haibara smiled brightly, but a deep sense of reluctance surfaced in the depths of her eyes.

Chapter 64: Refusal, and an attempt to blank Ai's mind.

"What? You mean Vermouth is back?" Kazuki looked at Ai Haibara in surprise.

Ai Haibara nodded slightly.

Upon hearing this news, Wen Shui dared not let his guard down, after all, the reason why the body he had transmigrated into owed the Black Organization so much money was inextricably linked to Vermouth.

He sat down on the sofa and hurriedly asked, "When did this happen? Didn't she go to investigate Baijiu Pharmaceuticals and then disappear without a trace?"

"I only just found out about this myself..."

Ai Haibara briefly recounted the information she had obtained through special channels to Nuwa.

Unfortunately, Ai Haibara didn't know much either. She only knew that Vermouth was not only alive, but also seemed to have obtained a lot of important information. She also found out that Vermouth had applied for a large sum of money from the organization as operating funds, but it was still unknown what she intended to do with the money.

Wen Shui frowned slightly: "But what does her coming back have to do with you leaving?"

"Don't you know that because of my parents, my relationship with Vermouth is very bad?" Haibara sighed. "The reason I was able to negotiate with the organization and obtain such great authority is largely because my parents used to work at Shiraiu Pharmaceuticals."

Since the Black Organization was unsure why White Dove Pharmaceuticals had suddenly appeared, they naturally chose to appease my sister and me first.

But now that Vermouth has returned alive and brought important intelligence, my importance in the organization's eyes will naturally decrease.

Warm Water: "So, does that mean I'm going to be under surveillance again?"

Ai Haibara shook her head and said, "Not necessarily. You have already shown enough talent. Maybe the Black Organization will ask you to help investigate White Dove Pharmaceuticals. In that case, you can enjoy the same treatment as ordinary organization members."

Moreover, Vermouth might proactively choose to help you, allowing you to demonstrate your potential to repay your debts more quickly.

Ai Haibara's words seem to make a lot of sense.

In order to dispel the previous suspicions of embezzling funds, Vermouth may take the initiative to help him demonstrate sufficient ability as soon as possible.

However, Wen Shui is a person with a system, and he doesn't want to become a lackey of the Black Organization.

Moreover, Wen Shui had gotten used to having Ai Haibara by his side, so the sudden talk of separation made him somewhat uneasy.

Although their initial encounter wasn't pleasant, as they got to know each other better, they discovered that Ai Haibara, despite her seemingly cold demeanor, actually possessed a gentle and kind heart just like Ran's.

Moreover, she often used the excuse of supervising the hostages to cook and clean for him, acting just like a motherly girlfriend.

Previously, during the Bandaged Monster incident, Wen Shui and Usagi-chan developed a special bond.

Not to mention the investigation into Hakugo Pharmaceuticals; without Ai Haibara, I feel the research progress would be affected.

"I'm sorry, I refuse," Wen Shui said firmly.

Ai Haibara widened her eyes slightly: "I'm just letting you know, not asking for your opinion."

Wen Shui: "I'm just informing you that I disagree."

Ai Haibara said helplessly, "Are you a child? We're talking about something related to the Black Organization that could get us killed at any moment."

Wen Shui retorted seriously, "That's exactly why normal people wouldn't choose to cooperate with a woman as dangerous as Vermouth, right?"

Although you have a cold personality and don't hold the same position in the organization as Vermouth, I'd still rather entrust my back to you than to that wicked woman who burdened me with enormous debt.

Warm Water rested his hands on either side of Ai Haibara's thighs on the sofa, looking down at her.

Ai Haibara was completely overwhelmed by Wen Shui's imposing aura.

In her view, compromising with Vermouth first and then finding a way to leave the organization was a much safer strategy. A more ruthless person might even consider betraying her information to Vermouth in exchange for greater gains.

Although Ai Haibara knew that Numizu wasn't the kind of cold-blooded person.

But his unwavering decision to continue working with her was something Ai Haibara hadn't expected at all. Wasn't he always so cautious and prudent? How did he suddenly turn into such a hot-blooded idiot?

Moreover, Ai Haibara was deeply moved by Wen Shui's words, "I would rather entrust my back to her."

From the time Ai Haibara has memories, she has been under the control of the Black Organization. Her parents died under mysterious circumstances, and her only trustworthy person is her older sister.

Even though so many years have passed, Ai Haibara has become accustomed to fighting against the entire world alone to protect her sister, and to surviving in the cracks of the Black Organization.

But she was, after all, a teenage girl who had just celebrated her first birthday. On every night when she could barely hold on, she would hope that a prince charming from a comic book would appear and rescue her from the Black Organization.

It's a bit late...

But has she really met a partner she can entrust her life to?

Ai Haibara looked at Wen Shui with a very complicated expression: "But..."

"I know you're going to say something like how terrifying the Black Organization is," Wen Shui interrupted Ai Haibara, grabbing her hand. "But isn't it romantic for us, who share the same fate, to team up against an invincible enemy?"

As they talked, the lukewarm water suddenly ignited.

Scenes from many action-packed anime flashed through his mind.

Ai Haibara: "But...would a normal person grab a girl's foot and say such passionate things?"

Wen Shui paused for a moment, then looked down and realized that, in his excitement and because Ai Haibara kept backing away, he had grabbed Ai Haibara's little foot in his hand.

But her legs are really weak.

Like a piece of soft and delicate milk tofu, the white and soft soles of the feet are like a cat's paw pads, they feel wonderful to the touch.

Every time my fingertips glide over the silky smooth skin of my ankles.

Those tiny, delicate toes would curl up into a ball, making one want to hold them in their hands and play with them carefully.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly shifted from a classic shonen anime to a romantic comedy anime, specifically the kind where lucky pervert incidents frequently occur.

Ai Haibara seemed to be affected by the atmosphere as well. She pressed down hard on the hem of her pleated skirt with both hands, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at Wen Shui.

Beneath her short, brown hair, her fair and delicate skin had long since turned a lovely light pink, and the slight trembling emanating from the soles of her feet further indicated that she was extremely nervous at this moment.

"If you dare to kiss me, I'll kill you." Ai Haibara issued a completely harmless warning.

"Who would do such a thing? I'm talking about something related to the terrifying Black Organization right now." Wen Shui directly returned her words verbatim.

Ai Haibara was rendered speechless.

This is largely because her brain has almost lost its ability to think.

The large, warm hand gripped her slender ankle, a tingling yet comfortable sensation spreading through her soft skin and up her perfectly curved calves.

This caused a gradual soreness to rise in her thighs.

Ai Haibara felt that if the stalemate continued, she might become a laughing stock for that jerk Wen Shui, so she struggled to sit up and said, "I... I'm hungry. I'm going to cook."

Warm Water: "You haven't said whether you agree or not yet."

Ai Haibara snorted coldly: "If you're not afraid of death, then I don't care."

"You're not secretly up to something, are you? Betraying an ally comes at a high price." Wen Shui looked at her suspiciously, feeling that she had compromised a little too quickly.

"I'm not as cunning as you," Ai Haibara said, dissatisfied. "But you'd better think it over. If Vermouth finds out we're secretly contacting each other, you might be in big trouble."

"Just don't let her find out," Wen Shui said with a smile.

Ai Haibara rolled her eyes at him helplessly, then turned and walked into the kitchen.

Looking at Ai Haibara's somewhat flustered back, Wen Shui thought that she should keep a closer eye on her in the near future. He felt that Ai Haibara was a very opinionated person, both in the original Conan manga and in this timeline.

She might secretly pull off some big move.

After putting on her apron, Ai Haibara seemed much calmer. She went to the stove in the kitchen and tried to open the lid of the pot of stewed beef, but she was almost burned by the scalding hot lid.

Wen Shui walked over, wanting to lend a hand: "Let me help you too."

"No need." Ai Haibara picked up a rag from the side, then looked at the hand being offered warm water and suddenly said, "You haven't washed your hands yet, have you?"

"Why do we need to wash our hands?" Wen Shui asked, puzzled.

Upon hearing this, Ai Haibara's expression, which had just calmed down, turned somewhat embarrassed and angry again: "Go wash your hands!"

Wen Shui suddenly realized, then chuckled, "What's there to be afraid of? It's not dirty, you can smell it if you don't believe me..."

"Shut up!!" Ai Haibara couldn't hold back any longer. After turning down the stove, she pushed the warm water to the bathroom and washed her hands.

During the process, she stood at the bathroom door with her arms crossed, supervising.

The look in his eyes was as if he was worried that his cat was stealing cat food while he was away.

Wen Shui couldn't help but complain, "What happened to the trust between companions? This is a bit hurtful."

"Have you forgotten what happened in your room before? At least on this point, I can't trust you at all, Numizu-kun." Ai Haibara handed the towel to Numizu.