Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

dong dong!

The knocking was very clear in the quiet night.

Kogoro Mouri's voice came from outside the door: "Ran, are you asleep?"

Xiao Lan was about to answer instinctively when Wen Shui quickly covered her mouth and whispered in her ear, "Wait a minute before you answer. Didn't you immediately tell there was something wrong with you?"

Xiaolan blinked, indicating that she understood.

Wen Shui then let go of her hand, took the things from Xiao Lan's hand, and casually placed them on the cabinet next to her.

Xiao Lan quietly slipped her fair little feet out of her wooden clogs, then tiptoed to the center of the room.

Her left foot accidentally got some milk on it, leaving a string of crystal-clear footprints on the floor, which shimmered in the moonlight.

"Ran?" Uncle Mori knocked on the door again, this time much more forcefully than before.

Xiaolan: "Ah... what's wrong, Dad? I was just washing my face."

Kogoro Mouri, standing outside the door, hesitated for a moment before asking, "That kid didn't bother you, did he?"

Xiaolan glared at the warm water by the door, then said in a slightly angry tone, "How could that be, Dad? Don't worry about that."

"I'm worried you'll be fooled by that kid," Uncle Mori earnestly advised. "That kid's got a lot of tricks up his sleeve, and you've always been the kind of kid who's not very bright..."

"Okay, I'm going to sleep!" Xiaolan pretended to be angry, wanting to end the conversation quickly.

Uncle Mori called out a few more times, and after hearing Ran turn on the sink, he sighed and turned to leave.

Wen Shui listened at the door for a while, and after confirming that Uncle Mori had really gone back to his room, she turned to Xiao Lan and said, "Then I'll go back to my room first. Good night."

"Come back here!" Xiaolan angrily grabbed Wenshui's clothes by the back of his neck, pulling him off balance.

Wen Shui then lay down on the tatami mat.

Xiao Lan walked over, crossed her arms, and looked down at Wen Shui.

Wen Shui's expression changed slightly: "You're not thinking of taking revenge, are you? We're the most loyal companions, and it was thanks to me that Uncle Mori didn't find out just now."

Xiaolan said coldly, "Since you're so skilled, you should know that this kind of thing won't end so easily, right?"

"What do you want?" Wen Shui had a bad feeling.

"Warm Water-kun really likes drinking milk, right?" Xiao Lan smiled, lifting her fair and soft little foot. The tender soles and delicate toes still faintly showed traces of being soaked in milk.

"Then try the milk I made myself." Xiaolan revealed a mischievous smile.

Chapter 105: Choosing to be punished by Xiaolan willingly.

Wen Shui looked at the sweet ice cream hanging in mid-air... no, it was Xiao Lan's fair, bare feet hanging in mid-air.

Even my breathing slowed down unconsciously.

Because in this situation, even if Wen Shui's body has been strengthened by the system's enhancements, he probably still won't be able to escape Xiao Lan's fatal blow.

After all, that's the weapon that the karate queen is most skilled with.

Moreover, the two of them were too close together.

Because Xiaolan knocked him down first, Wenshui was one step behind Xiaolan in the round and was caught off guard by her.

When Wen Shui came to her senses, the girl's fair and soft soles were already in front of her, about fifteen centimeters away.

By the bright moonlight streaming through the window, Wen Shui could clearly see the delicate texture of her soft soles.

The adorable, translucent toes look even more tempting after being thoroughly soaked in milk.

Her ankles, as delicate as works of art, were incredibly slender. Against the backdrop of the navy blue yukata hem, her flawless legs appeared even more pure and immaculate.

but……

No matter how beautiful or charming she is, it's still unacceptable for Wen Shui to be stepped on by Xiao Lan.

If word gets out, my reputation will be ruined.

If Sonoko Suzuki finds out, she'll definitely use this dirt on him to relentlessly mock him.

Wen Shui swallowed nervously: "Um... I think we can discuss this. We don't necessarily have to solve the problem in such a brutal way."

“Brutal?” Xiaolan said angrily. “Compared to what you just did, this is at most a fair punishment.”

“Where is the fairness?” Wen Shui retorted. “I only touched the back of your neck with my hand.”

"That's a girl's nape, how can you just touch it like that?"

Wen Shui became anxious: "But I still have a boy's face, how can you trample on it like that?"

"Really?" Xiaolan narrowed her eyes. "But you were swallowing your saliva just now. You weren't just pretending, were you actually looking forward to it?"

As Xiaolan spoke, she deliberately wiggled her toes playfully, and a soft milky aroma spread through the air.

"How could that be? Please don't slander my character!"

Wen Shui displayed a strong expression of resistance after being insulted, but in fact, she had already taken the opportunity to quietly move her leg quite a bit behind Xiao Lan.

If we just move a little more to the left, we can hook Xiaolan's ankle and knock her down before Xiaolan "summons divine punishment."

However, Xiaolan probably didn't want to continue playing this cat-and-mouse game, so she didn't give Wenshui much time to prepare.

"Let's test it out, Wen Shui. Whether it's a punishment or a reward depends on your reaction later."

Followed by.

The sweet and soft ice cream gradually magnifies in the warm water.

Wen Shui didn't care about anything else. Although the distance was a bit far and she might not be able to stop Xiao Lan before she attacked, Wen Shui still tried her best to hook Xiao Lan's ankle with her foot.

"what"

Xiao Lan exclaimed in surprise, lost her balance, and her two legs were positioned one in front of the other in a standard split from a ballet position.

And in the end, it perfectly avoided the warm water on her cheeks.

Wen Shui rolled sideways on the ground, stood up, and assumed a defensive stance to prevent Xiao Lan from chasing and attacking him. Unexpectedly, Xiao Lan did not chase after Wen Shui, but instead rolled around on the tatami with a pained expression.

Wen Shui walked over and asked, "Are you alright?"

"How could it be okay? It hurts so much..."

Xiaolan was in so much pain that her eyes were filled with tears. She was pressing her left hand against her thigh, which seemed to be a hamstring strain.

In fact, under normal circumstances, Ran, as the captain of the karate club, can do the splits with ease.

But this time, because the warm water came suddenly, Xiaolan was completely unprepared. She lost her balance and strained the muscles near her thigh, which is why she couldn't get up from the ground for a long time.

Wen Shui sighed, "Honestly, you always cause trouble for others."

He reached his hands under the girl's knees and lifted Xiaolan up from the ground in a princess carry.

Xiaolan's body stiffened, but at this moment she no longer had the confidence or strength to resist. She shyly turned her head to the side, letting the warm water carry her to the prepared bedding.

Xiaolan lay flat on the bedding, her long, jet-black hair cascading over the pure white blankets. The cuffs and hem of her navy blue yukata were somewhat disheveled, revealing large areas of skin.

The bright moonlight shone in through the window.

The girl's skin, after being bathed in moonlight, also transformed into a translucent, jade-like texture.

"I'll go get a towel, don't move around," Wen Shui instructed.

"Oh, thank you for your help."

Xiao Lan answered softly. She had originally intended to tease Wen Shui, but ended up hurting herself instead. Now she had to be taken care of by Wen Shui. Xiao Lan was a little embarrassed to look Wen Shui in the eye.

Soon, Wen Shui returned to Xiao Lan's side with a hot towel.

Xiaolan still couldn't sit up from the ground after all this time, so her injury was probably more serious than we thought. It's unlikely that she'll be able to take a bath by herself today.

I can only wait until I get some sleep and see how my injury is tomorrow before deciding whether or not to go to the hospital for treatment.

Warm water gently lifted Xiaolan's left ankle, and a hot towel was used to carefully wipe the sticky substance off the sole of her foot, because it would definitely be uncomfortable to sleep at night if it wasn't cleaned properly.

Xiaolan felt the hot towel rubbing on her feet, and the warm sensation traveled up her calves, a tingling and pleasant feeling.

She couldn't help but look up and secretly observe Wen Shui's expression.

But he found that Wen Shui was just as focused as when he was reasoning and solving cases, a completely different state from when he was outside the door.

Xiaolan's gaze softened.

At the same time, she was also puzzled as to why a person's attitude could change so drastically.

After wiping the milk off Xiaolan's feet with warm water, Wenshui patted the back of her feet and said, "Okay, you won't feel uncomfortable sleeping like this."

"Thank you," Xiaolan said softly.

"You're welcome. Do you want your body wiped too?" Wen Shui asked.

Xiaolan's gentle smile froze for a second, then her expression changed drastically as she raised her other, uninjured leg in a fit of embarrassment and anger: "How could such a thing be possible?!"

"Stop fooling around, or your injuries will get worse!"

Warm water easily blocked Ran Mouri's attack; clearly, Ran, who could only move one leg, was no match for him.

Although Xiaolan said she refused, Wen Shui felt that she must have sweated a bit after all that fussing.

Let's prepare a towel for her and let her wipe herself.

Wen Shui took a towel and headed to the washroom.

Just then, Amuro Tooru's voice came from outside the door: "Miss Mori, the milk is ready."

Xiaolan and Wenshui exchanged a glance, both somewhat at a loss for words.

On the other hand, Wen Shui felt that if Amuro Tooru found out that he had just returned from Kudo Yukiko's place, then went to Ran's room again, and "tortured" Ran to the point that she couldn't stand up.

They'll definitely look at him with strange eyes.

It will also affect his reputation within the Black Organization in the future. Although Wen Shui does not intend to stay in the Black Organization for life, he will be misunderstood as having a penchant for messing around with women. What if the Black Organization asks him to carry out special missions targeting wealthy old women in the future?

Wen Shui suddenly stopped, waiting for Xiao Lan to make a choice.

Xiaolan was also in a bit of a dilemma.

Since she had just asked Amuro Tooru to help heat up the milk, it would be very impolite not to answer now.

However, in her current state, she clearly cannot get up from the ground to open the door, and with the door locked from the inside, she cannot let Amuro Tooru in by himself.