Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

She wrapped her slender arms around Wen Shui's neck, her brows furrowed and her eyes slightly narrowed as if she were trying her best to endure something.

The sweet breath exhaled from those delicate lips and teeth hit the warm water on my face.

Wen Shui hesitated to move it now.

Strange, isn't the belly button like a ticklish spot? Why is Sonoko's reaction so strange?

I don't quite understand warm water.

However, once the warm water stopped, Sonoko Suzuki snapped out of her brief daze.

Sonoko slowly opened her eyes, looking at the face that often appeared in her dreams. For a moment, she couldn't distinguish between dream and reality. She softly parted her cherry lips: "Warm water, don't... don't stop..."

Warm water: ?

Before he could even react, Wen Shui felt Suzuki Sonoko grab his wrist and gently pull him into her arms.

And the target they were aiming at was actually a very dangerous area.

Wen Shui's heart was filled with alarm bells. She thought that if Xiao Lan happened to see this, she would be in deep trouble.

However, it seems there really is some kind of rule in this world, except for countries with warm water where there are sayings like "speak of the devil and he appears" and "what you fear most will come to pass".

There is a similar folk saying in the world: "You've fallen right into the pot you were expecting."

In short, just as the thought popped into Wen Shui's mind, Xiao Lan, drying her hair, came from the bathroom to the bedroom with a nervous and shy expression.

I just happened to see this unexpected sight.

Chapter 186 Helping Xiaolan stretch her muscles, but her beautiful legs in black stockings

Ten minutes later.

Wen Shui sat down on the bed in the hotel's luxury suite again. The sound of running water came from the bathroom, but the girl next to him had been replaced by the captain of the karate club with horns on his head.

In her initial fit of rage, Xiaolan almost broke the warm water bottle, mistaking it for a gashapon toy.

Fortunately, Wen Shui was physically strong and withstood the first wave of attacks. Then, with Sonoko Suzuki's explanation and his "sophistry", he was able to escape.

The problem was finally temporarily defined as "a fight broke out on the ground because of a disagreement over their preference for gashapon toys".

Although the explanation is somewhat far-fetched, it is true that Wenshui was bitten several times by Suzuki Sonoko during the initial scuffle, and also had many scratches on her arms.

Sonoko Suzuki also had several marks on her body from bumping into wooden furniture.

So Xiaolan seemed to temporarily believe the two people's sophistry.

Even so, Ran's expression remained unpleasant. She sat on the edge of the bed with her brows furrowed and arms crossed. Having just taken a shower, she had a clear citrus scent that was completely different from Sonoko Suzuki's.

Why is there a difference in smell even though we're using the same bath products?

Is it really a matter of physical constitution?

Warm Water's gaze unconsciously drifted towards the bathroom. Suzuki Sonoko, having sweated quite a bit from fighting with Warm Water on the floor, went back into the bathroom to take a shower.

Xiaolan noticed Wen Shui's gaze kept drifting towards the bathroom and said with displeasure, "Wen Shui, you should also be a little more mindful of the distance between you and girls."

"I see."

Wen Shui sighed, then moved to the foot of the bed, two bodies away from Xiao Lan.

Xiaolan's forehead veins bulged, and her little fists clenched into a ball, as if she might rush over at any moment and tear the warm water apart like a gashapon toy: "I'm not talking about the distance itself, I'm saying that when you're interacting with girls, you should pay a little more attention to the distance."

"Oh, so that's what you're talking about."

Wen Shui then realized that Xiao Lan's desire to distance herself from him wasn't because of his wrestling match with Suzuki Sonoko.

Look at Xiaolan's slightly upturned lips and her expression, which shows she has a lot to say but can't express it.

Is he jealous?

How about we try out the new gashapon game with Xiaolan?

As Wen Shui weighed the options in his mind, he returned to sit down next to Xiao Lan. To make Xiao Lan feel his sincere friendship, Wen Shui deliberately sat even closer than before.

To avoid a repeat of the tragedy that happened to Sonoko Suzuki, Ran went back to her room and changed into clean clothes.

She is currently wearing the third outfit she brought on this trip.

Compared to the previous two outfits, this one is clearly the worst of the worst. If the clothes hadn't gotten dirty, Xiaolan probably wouldn't have taken it out to wear.

Because the style of this outfit is clearly a copy of Ran's mother Eri's.

The black uniform pencil skirt hugged her full, rounded buttocks, and her slender, white legs were covered by thin black stockings. The slightly sheer visual effect only aroused men's desires even more.

In other words, what appears before the warm water is

Limited edition skin: [Ran Mouri, the intern lawyer].

Xiaolan wore a crisp white shirt, the fitted style perfectly showcasing the graceful curves of the girl's developing body.

Her slender waist looked as if it would break with the slightest force.

Your gaze will soon be drawn to the terrifying presence that seems to burst through the buttons of the white shirt as it moves upwards from the waist.

It has to be said that the talent brought by genetics can truly outshine the efforts of most people (such as Sonoko Suzuki, who desperately drinks papaya milk).

It's estimated that it won't be long before Ran grows up to be as magnificent as Eri Kisaki.

That said, it would be great if Conan were a girl.

Given Yukiko Kudo's supermodel genes, even if Conan's body shrinks, he might still have an even more exaggerated figure than Ai Haibara.

But then again, if Conan really turned into a girl, she would probably become Ai Haibara's "mortal enemy," right?

One is a highly intelligent scientist with a tragic childhood who remains indifferent to everything in the world.

One is a spirited girl who grew up in a family of big stars, possesses extraordinary athletic talent and intelligence, and never bows down to any evil forces.

It feels like the two of them will keep arguing about the size of their breasts.

Wen Shui quickly imagined a multi-female-led anime series revolving around "battlefields," "mutual redemption," and "interpretations of justice."

Wait a minute, what am I thinking?!

Wen Shui found that his thoughts were starting to wander randomly again, and he had to use his willpower to bring them back.

Refocus your attention on Xiaolan.

Honestly, if you saw Ran dressed like this in a dimly lit love hotel, Wen Shui might really mistake her for Eri Kisaki, who is known as the "Queen of the Legal World".

Fortunately, the white curtains in the hotel still let in quite a bit of light.

Moreover, Xiaolan's distinctive feature on her head has not disappeared.

With a slight tilt of her head, Wen Shui could touch Xiao Lan's fine, half-dried hair with the tip of her nose.

Because of the close proximity, the warm water could better capture the youthful scent of the beautiful girl fresh from her bath.

However, Wen Shui vaguely noticed that the light, sweet citrus scent seemed to be mixed with a faint, subtle milky aroma.

Is it because she's not wearing a bra? But Ran probably wouldn't be as daring as Sonoko Suzuki to go braless, right?

Wen Shui's gaze couldn't help but fall on the slightly transparent white shirt fabric.

I wonder if I'll get beaten to death if I ask directly?

As Wen Shui's mind wandered, her blood pressure, which had just been brought down, spiked again.

"What kind of expression is that?" Xiaolan finally couldn't help but scrutinize him with Wenshui's gaze, her face flushed as she angrily retorted.

Warm Water: "Uh... your horn is gone."

I couldn't exactly say I was itching to fight with a big sword, could I? So Wen Shui had to make up an excuse on the spot.

"horn?"

Xiaolan paused for a moment, then ran her hands through her hair a few times. "Honestly, how many times have I told you, those are just strands sticking up!"

Xiaolan tried to fluff up her hair with her hands, but unfortunately, because she had rushed out to "guard" the warm water, she had done a hasty job of blow-drying her hair.

Her long, black hair, still half-dry, couldn't even stand up straight in the world of Detective Conan.

Xiaolan could only keep fiddling with her hair, shaking the damp strands into the air, with tiny, fragrant water droplets splashing everywhere.

Wen Shui licked her lips, feeling as if she was experiencing something even more terrifying than being hugged by Suzuki Sonoko earlier.

Xiaolan noticed Wen Shui's strange expression and couldn't help but ask, "Is my hairstyle... really that weird?"

"No, I think this suits you perfectly."

Wen Shui was startled. Could it be that Xiao Lan changed her hairstyle just because he casually mentioned it?

That would be a real problem.

For Wen Shui, who has watched Detective Conan since childhood, Ran's cute horns are not just a hairstyle, but a special kind of sentiment.

The person has already traveled to this completely fictional world, and their memories of their hometown and childhood have faded with time.

However, whenever Wen Shui sees Xiao Lan's signature cute horns, she is reminded of her childhood watching cartoons in front of the TV.

What's more, the goddesses of our childhood now live in a world of warm water.

Not only does she often cook and clean for Wen Shui, but she also gives him small perks from time to time. This kind of life would have made him extremely envious during his childhood.

Therefore, hairstyles definitely cannot be changed randomly. At most, if the relationship between the two of them really progresses to a certain extent in the future, they can choose one day each year for Xiaolan to tie her hair into a bun and wear a smart and sexy uniform skirt.

To satisfy the long-held fantasies of the darker side of Wen Shui.

Xiao Lan pouted and twirled her long hair hanging in front of her with her slender fingertips: "You're probably just trying to appease me. My hair is really nothing special."

Isn't that a lie?

These distinctive "horns" have been the subject of countless jokes and ridicule from netizens in the past. I even saw a picture of Ran using her horns to pierce and kill Conan.

Wen Shui: "How could that be? I think it's cute. You have no idea how many times I've wanted to grab your horns from behind while you're walking in front of me."

"Why are you grabbing my hair?" Xiaolan was even more panicked.

Wen Shui felt that she seemed to have thought of something extraordinary.

No, we need to quickly steer the conversation back to a more positive direction.

Wen Shui: "This... is probably an innate trait of men. When we were kids, weren't there always guys in class who would deliberately grab a girl's hair to get her attention?"

Xiaolan: "That kind of thing is really annoying, they don't care about girls' feelings at all."