Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Just then, Xiaolan suddenly sighed, "Oh no, they're all stuck to my socks and I can't get them off."

Wen Shui looked up and saw Xiao Lan wiping cream stains off her black over-the-knee socks with a tissue.

However, because so much time had passed, the cream had solidified and seeped into the fabric, and it couldn't be wiped clean with just a tissue.

Warm Water kindly picked up a clean glass of water next to her: "Try this. Adding water should solve the problem."

Xiaolan looked at Wenshui with a mixture of belief and doubt.

Wen Shui: "If you don't clean it up, it will be troublesome to go shopping later, right? Not to mention that we have to meet up with Uncle Mori and the others later. I really don't want to think that Uncle Mori will tear me to pieces after seeing the stain on your socks."

"How could that be? Dad is actually very reasonable. He's not usually that rude." Xiaolan seemed to accept Wenshui's suggestion.

She took the glass of warm water handed to her and dripped a few drops onto the stain on her over-the-knee socks.

The water quickly seeped into the fabric fibers, blurring the originally solidified white line into a blotchy mess.

Xiao Lan exclaimed, "This is terrible, it seems even more troublesome now."

"Hurry up and wipe it with paper," Wen Shui urged impatiently.

Xiaolan nodded and quickly picked up a napkin to rub the stained area. However, to Xiaolan's surprise, the cream became slippery after adding water.

When combined with the thin fabric of over-the-knee socks, it can easily create an odd tactile sensation.

In addition, with Wen Shui staring intently at Xiao Lan's slender, white legs in black stockings, each time Xiao Lan wiped her legs, it felt as if she were gently scratching at the depths of her heart.

Xiaolan lowered her head, trying her best to cover her expression with her bangs.

However, her thin shoulders trembled slightly, and her toes, tucked into her black leather shoes, curled up involuntarily.

Warm Water: "Seriously, it'll really solidify in a bit. Let me do it."

Wen Shui grabbed Xiao Lan's small hand, snatched the crumpled paper from her, and was about to help her cast the spell.

"Wait, wait a minute!" Xiaolan exclaimed, her face flushed. "I can do this myself..."

Wen Shui: "But you're too slow."

Sonoko Suzuki: "What are you two doing behind my back?"

The air around the warm water seemed to freeze.

Several seconds later, Sonoko Suzuki walked from a distance toward the restaurant.

When Sonoko saw the water stains on Ran's legs, which were even more suggestive, she froze on the spot.

Perhaps because she has read more works of art than Ran, Sonoko's imagination is naturally stronger, which made her lose her ability to think for a moment.

As Sonoko was shocked, the ice cream cone slipped from her hand.

With quick reflexes, Wen Shui reached out and caught the ice cream that was falling in mid-air, relying on muscle memory, just a second before it fell.

However, because Wen Shui was sitting in a chair and looking up, he used too much force and pressed the ice cream cone against Suzuki Sonoko's sternum.

The ice cream cone was made not long ago, and it's melted to the perfect consistency, so it can easily stick to the wall without immediately sliding off.

Sonoko Suzuki stood in front of the table, staring at a cone of ice cream.

The current situation looks a bit like a scene from a comedy comic.

There was silence for a moment.

Ran stormed over, hooking her arm around Wen Shui's neck from behind: "What did you do to Sonoko?!"

Furious, Sonoko took off her ice cream and shoved it directly into her mouth.

I have to say, the same cream flavor tastes slightly sweet and sour, but this one seems to have an added hint of sweetness and sourness.

Chapter 184 Sonoko: Do ​​you want to go watch Ran take a bath together?

The commotion caused in the dessert shop even attracted the attention of police officers patrolling the street.

After apologizing to the store manager and the police officer, Wen Shui and Xiao Lan slunk away from the bustling commercial district.

Sonoko Suzuki had just been too rough with Onami, not only stuffing ice cream into his mouth but also using the cone as a paintbrush to smear paint on his face.

During the intense struggle in the warm water, both he and Xiaolan behind him got their clothes dirty.

The three looked like they had just escaped from a birthday party's "cake battle," with patches of solidified white cream all over their hair and clothes.

Fortunately, this kind of thing is very common among young people. Who doesn't throw cakes at a few people on their birthday? So even if you walk down the street, no one will give you strange looks.

They would never have imagined that this was actually the consequence of being caught in a chaotic situation.

Back at the hotel, the young receptionist in black stockings and high heels immediately came up to them, then stopped two meters away and froze.

Wen Shui sighed and explained, "We just went to our best friend's birthday party..."

"Actually, I accidentally got my clothes dirty while eating ice cream..."

"Just now, a deliveryman on a motorcycle delivering a cream cake was going too fast. When he went around a bend, a cake that big flew straight at us like a bomb..."

The three spoke at the same time, but gave three completely different explanations.

Wen Shui stared speechlessly at Suzuki Sonoko, who had given the explanation of "cake bomb." This was too unbelievable. How could anyone believe such an explanation?

Sonoko Suzuki put her hands on her hips and glared back at her.

Because there was still some white ice cream stuck to her eyelashes, they actually looked somewhat cute.

By the way, only the left side of Suzuki Sonoko's T-shirt got stained with ice cream earlier.

But she seemed to think that this would attract the attention of passersby, so she simply scooped some more cream from the ice cream cone in Wen Shui's hand and added a few strokes to her short-sleeved shirt like an artist painting.

The receptionist maintained her smile, but kept glancing at the three of them with a gossipy look.

Xiaolan sighed, "I'm sorry to have troubled you. Please don't tell my father or that boy with glasses about this."

"Of course, protecting our guests' privacy is one of our responsibilities, so please rest assured," the receptionist assured her solemnly.

But the look in her eyes gave the impression that she would turn around and share this gossip with her female colleagues, and maybe even post it on social media.

Ran didn't care about anything else and dragged Sonoko and Wenshui away from the scene of the incident at lightning speed.

Wen Shui's room was a regular single room, so she wasn't with Xiao Lan and the others. Before parting ways, they agreed to change their clothes and then quickly return to the department store.

After taking a quick shower and changing into clean clothes from my suitcase, I sent a message to Xiaolan Yuanzi.

But after sitting in the room for a long time, no one replied.

Could these two have lost track of time because the hot water in the bathtub was so comfortable?

Or perhaps the chaotic scene escalated into a falling out between the sisters. At this moment, Xiaolan is busy cleaning the corpse in the bathtub with disinfectant in the bathroom.

Several possibilities came to mind as Wen Shui pondered.

Thinking that this was Conan's world, he felt a little worried, and then got up and went to the door of the luxury suite upstairs.

dong dong!

After Wen Shui knocked on the door twice, Suzuki Sonoko's voice immediately came from inside: "Who is it?"

That's great, the garden is still alive.

"It's me, why are you taking so long?" Wen Shui said through the door.

Footsteps approached from afar, and soon the door was opened.

First, a pleasant shampoo scent wafts over you.

Immediately afterwards, Sonoko Suzuki appeared at the door, wrapped in a pure white bathrobe. She was drying her hair with a towel in one hand and covering the gap in her neckline with the other. The white bathrobe hung down to her knees, and her slender calves, after being soaked in hot water, were crystal clear, like a piece of black tea-flavored jelly.

Sonoko Suzuki: "Ran is still washing up, why don't you come in and sit for a while?"

"Didn't you shower together?" Wen Shui asked in surprise, then slipped into the luxury suite.

After the door closed, before Sonoko could explain, Numizu heard Ran's exclamation from the direction of the bathroom: "Sonoko, why did you let him in?!"

Don't treat me like a pet dog, Hagiland.

Sonoko Suzuki laughed and said, "It's okay, I'll keep an eye on him for you, and I'll definitely not let him spy on you while you're taking a bath."

Xiao Lan did not respond further, but Wen Shui guessed that she was probably trying her best to speed up her shower.

Sonoko Suzuki walked to the bedside and sat on the soft, large bed. Onami also began to look around, surveying the room's layout.

It was a luxury suite, which felt much better than his regular single room, but it still had a minimalist style. The furniture was made of high-end wood grain material, and the floor was covered with a soft wool carpet.

The pristine white curtains were tightly drawn, and the midday sun shone through them, casting a halo of light onto the floor.

The most eye-catching thing in the whole room is the king-size double bed where Sonoko Suzuki is sitting. It feels like it could fit two people playing sumo wrestling on it without falling off, but it would be a bit cramped for three people.

There needs to be one stacked on top.

To Wen Shui's surprise, he didn't see the beautiful girl's underwear that he had expected to be scattered everywhere in the room.

It seems that although Sonoko Suzuki is usually carefree, she is unusually cautious this time. Could it be because she was upset at the dessert shop earlier?

Just as he was thinking this, Wen Shui saw Suzuki Sonoko sitting on the edge of the bed, swinging her soft, slender bare feet and beckoning him with her finger.

Wen Shui walked over, knelt on one knee in a knightly salute: "Lady Sonoko, what are your instructions?"

"We're too close!"

A fleeting blush crossed Sonoko's face, and she dared not display her slender legs so obviously anymore. "Sit down first, I have something to tell you."

Wen Shui sat down beside the garden with a smile.

Although the distance was a bit greater than before, one could still clearly smell the youthful fragrance of the girl fresh from her bath. Sonoko's rosy cheeks made one want to take a bite.

Sonoko Suzuki grinned mischievously: "Warm Water-kun, want to go spy on Ran while she's taking a bath?"

"Huh, can't we look at that?" Wen Shui exclaimed in surprise.

Sonoko Suzuki said seriously, "What does it matter? Aren't we close friends? Besides, for people our age, it's hard to resist a beautiful girl's body being bathed under the showerhead, isn't it?"

He looked on in disbelief, his face covered in warm water.

What the heck? Could it be that Sonoko Suzuki has some strange fetish that he hasn't discovered?

Could it be that she and Xiaolan...

However, Wenshui quickly noticed the mischievous glint in Suzuki Sonoko's eyes and couldn't help but complain, "Seriously, don't joke about things like this, I almost took it seriously."

Sonoko Suzuki covered her mouth and laughed so hard she almost fell over: "Warm Water-kun, your expression just now was really funny. It's the first time I've ever seen that kind of expression on your face. You really do have evil thoughts about Ran."