Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

They persisted for another hour and a half.

The young novice monk at Asami Temple finally came over and told her that the ceremony was complete, and then took out a fortune stick container for her to complete the next part.

Because Japan has many and varied deities, the rules of temples differ from place to place, and generally, monks in the temple are needed to help guide visitors.

However, since Yukiko and Nukumizu had come in the morning and already had a general understanding of the process, the monks at Asamizu Temple sent a novice monk over to help complete the final part when Yukiko was almost finished.

The young novice first used a brush to write several symbols that Yukiko Kudo couldn't understand on the talisman paper with the names of warm water and trees written on it.

Then he handed the fortune-telling container to Yukiko: "Miss, please think of your boyfriend's name while drawing a fortune stick from the container."

Because Yukiko Kudo was so young, the young novice monk subconsciously assumed that Yukiko was praying for her boyfriend, since praying for one's boyfriend is the most common thing among young women who come to Asamizu Temple.

"Boy friend?"

Yukiko paused for a moment, the handsome face of Onami flashing through her mind, and her face flushed slightly: "No, I came to pray for a good friend of mine."

"Ah? So you're a friend." The monk was also taken aback for a moment, then looked full of guilt. "I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to be like this. I'll get some new talismans right away."

Yukiko looked curiously at the symbols on the paper: "Does this mean that people write different things when they draw a fortune slip because they are different people?"

"Yes, it's all my fault for not asking clearly." The young novice was very embarrassed. "Later, I will have to ask you to take the new talisman and pray sincerely in front of the statue again."

"Huh? I have to kneel for several hours again?" Yukiko exclaimed in surprise.

The young novice quickly explained, "No, this time it won't take that long, it will only take a short while."

Yukiko Kudo rubbed her knees, feeling a bit reluctant to endure the pain any longer. She also felt like she was getting low blood sugar from hunger, and she didn't know if she would faint in the temple if she didn't eat something soon.

"How about... we leave it like this? It's just for one person anyway, so there's no need to go through all that trouble," Yukiko said.

The young novice monk said, "That won't do. If the relationship is wrong, the effect of changing one's luck will be greatly reduced."

“Maybe…” Yukiko lowered her head, hesitating to speak, “Maybe we’ll become lovers in the future.”

"Huh?" The young novice hadn't expected this situation. He immediately thought of the young lady in front of him, who was probably praying for her male friend whom she secretly admired. "Alright, then we'll do as you say."

Although the young novice's eyes were pure and clear, without any other emotions mixed in.

But Yukiko Kudo still didn't dare to look up, after all, only she knew that Nukumizu was Shinichi's classmate.

Even though she was lying in front of strangers, Yukiko Kudo couldn't help but feel her cheeks burning.

The young novice monk said, "But this time it was my mistake. I'll give you a regular amulet as compensation later."

Yukiko: "Then I'll trouble you."

Then, the young monk guided Kudo Yukiko to draw a fortune stick from the fortune-telling tube, and then, following the procedure, put the talisman with the name of Wenshui written on it into the light yellow amulet bag.

Before leaving, the young novice monk gave Kudo Yukiko a light pink lucky charm as compensation.

"This pink one also has the effect of bringing good luck, but it's not as good as one that's made by hand," the young novice monk said with a smile.

"Thank you so much." Yukiko thanked her politely. "Then I won't bother you any longer."

As Yukiko Kudo emerged from Asamiya Temple, she looked at the two different colored lucky charms in her hand and suddenly had an idea.

Or should we let that kid pick one himself later?

"Cuckoo..."

Just as I was thinking this, a groan came from my stomach.

Yukiko glanced at the time. If Mori were there, he would definitely be drinking, and they might not have finished eating yet. If she rushed over, she might be able to eat the famous local horse meat dish.

Yukiko Kudo took out her phone and found several messages from Onami.

I only saw this now because I had silenced my phone while praying at the temple.

Looking at Wen Shui's slightly arrogant words of concern, Yukiko felt a surge of happiness, as if all the suffering she had just endured had vanished.

She found Xiaolan's number in her contacts and was about to call when she suddenly remembered something.

Yukiko's expression changed slightly, and she suddenly looked at the shopping bag in her hand.

What's inside must never be seen by anyone other than Wen Shui.

Conan is probably also eating at the restaurant with Wen Shui and the others. That kid is very clever; he might notice something is wrong.

No, no, let's just find somewhere to eat first.

Yukiko turned off her phone and turned to wave at a taxi in the distance.

For some reason, the feeling of secretly making a deal with Conan and Nukumi made Yukiko's heart beat faster.

She felt as if she had returned to her youth, skipping class to see her favorite singer's concert.

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Meanwhile, Wen Shui had already eaten her fill at the restaurant.

It must be said that the restaurant Uncle Mori chose was really good, and the price wasn't as expensive as expected.

Perhaps that's why the restaurant was packed with customers; even at 8 p.m., there were still customers queuing outside.

The restaurant staff were also extremely busy, and the dishes that Wen Shui and her family ordered afterward still hadn't arrived.

"Hey, Ran, why hasn't my drink arrived yet? Go and hurry it up." Kogoro Mouri's eyes were blurry with drunkenness.

Xiaolan: "Dad, you've already had enough to drink, so don't drink any more today."

"What are you saying? I almost lost my most important daughter today." Uncle Mori put on a pitiful expression. "Ran, do you know how I felt when I found out you were kidnapped today?"

Xiaolan looked speechless: "Okay, okay, I'll go ask."

Perhaps to deliberately create a sense of distance from the warm water, Xiaolan specifically chose a spot near the door that was furthest from the warm water.

During the meal, Ran kept serving food to Genta and the others, and also told Sonoko about the kidnapping incident, but she remained indifferent to the lukewarm water.

Wen Shui knew that Xiao Lan did this to make the act more convincing and prevent others from guessing that they had been alone in the warehouse for so long and that he had punished them.

However, Wen Shui was still a little unhappy about being suddenly ignored.

Moreover, he single-handedly rescued Xiaolan today, and he also infiltrated Yuanzi's helicopter to ultimately resolve the incident. He clearly deserves to be treated like a hero.

Wen Shui watched Xiao Lan's retreating figure and stood up from her seat: "I'm going to the restroom."

Genta, who was sitting next to Wenshui, immediately leaned back a little to make room for her.

Warm water passed by the Junior Detective League one by one, and when it finally came to Ai Haibara, she pretended not to see him and continued to eat her food in small bites.

She probably guessed that Wen Shui wanted to apologize to Xiao Lan.

"Xiao Ai, let me go out for a bit," Wen Shui said gently.

Ai Haibara reluctantly moved her leg away, but as the warm water passed over her, she couldn't help but whisper, "Leaving Ran in the warehouse to investigate a case is a really bad thing for a girl. Ran won't forgive you so easily."

"Okay, I'll just go explain."

It wasn't appropriate to say "warm water" directly, so I could only give a vague answer.

As Wen Shui emerged from the restaurant's private room, he saw Xiao Lan talking to a waitress in uniform.

The other party seemed to be apologizing the whole time, and Xiaolan was also a little embarrassed, waving her hands repeatedly.

After exchanging only a few words, the waitress turned and left, while Xiaolan waited patiently with her back to the corridor.

Wen Shui deliberately lowered his footsteps and quietly approached Xiao Lan from behind.

Because Xiaolan came directly from the tennis match venue to the restaurant, and she was still wearing the same pure white tennis outfit she wore when she was kidnapped.

The tight-fitting sports top perfectly outlined the girl's graceful curves, while the short skirt, cut for ease of movement, accentuated the proportions of her fair and slender legs.

Wen Shui walked over and gently poked Xiao Lan's shoulder from behind.

"what"

Xiao Lan was startled. She turned around and saw that it was Wen Shui. She said coldly, "Wen Shui, please stay away from me."

Wen Shui said with a resentful look, "You seem to have become addicted to acting."

"Didn't you tell me to do this? How was my performance? Was it a success?" Xiaolan looked around and then lowered her voice.

Wen Shui: "It's alright, but I think it's good enough. Otherwise, I'll really look like the bad guy."

"That won't do. Do you know how much your behavior will hurt your reputation?" Xiaolan's lips curled into a playful smile. "If I forgive you too easily, people will notice something's wrong."

Wen Shui: "But it seems like I've become the bad guy. Haven't you noticed that those kids are looking at me a little strangely now? How are you going to make it up to me?"

"Didn't I compensate you before in the warehouse?" Xiaolan suddenly lowered her head, her cute little horns twitching in a panic.

Wen Shui: "That doesn't count, does it? Wasn't that punishment for deceiving my feelings?"

"Huh, is that so?" Xiaolan pretended to be stupid.

Seeing this, Wen Shui launched a surprise attack on Xiao Lan, reaching out to grab her soft shoulder.

Xiaolan easily dodged Wen Shui's attack, a relaxed smile on her face: "No way, Wen Shui, I'm not the same person who was tied up in the warehouse before."

Wen Shui said with a resentful look, "I still think you were cuter back then."

Xiaolan's face flushed red instantly: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Wen Shui looked puzzled, not understanding why Xiao Lan reacted so strongly to those words.

Little did he know that the innocent Ran, under the influence of Sonoko Suzuki, had learned a bit about how to add fun to relationships, including scenes in manga where the heroine was tied up like a dumpling.

When combined with warm water, Xiaolan subconsciously put herself into the role.

Just then, Genta came out of the restaurant's private room and saw Wen Shui and Xiao Lan chatting at the end of the corridor: "Brother Wen Shui, didn't you say you were going to the restroom?"

"Ah, I'm back already," Wen Shui replied casually.

Genta: "Oh, where's the toilet?"

"Uh..." Wen Shui was embarrassed because he didn't actually know where the restroom was in the restaurant. But if he said he didn't know, who knew if this kid would suspect him.

"It's over there. Just follow that sign and you'll get there," Xiaolan pointed out to Yuantai.

Yuan Tai shoved his legs together and ran toward the bathroom.

Immediately afterward, before Wen Shui could launch a second offensive against Xiao Lan, the members of the Junior Detective Club came out of the private room one by one.

Ai Haibara glanced at Wen Shui indifferently, but said nothing.

Conan couldn't help but ask, "Brother Wen Shui, what are you doing here?"

Wen Shui looked at Xiao Lan.