Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Xiao Lan directly fed him the sauce into his mouth.

Although the whole process was somewhat rough, the way the girl's delicate and soft skin brushed against his lips and teeth still made one's heart race.

The sauce, with its perfect balance of saltiness and a hint of sweetness, bursts with flavor on the taste buds when served in warm water.

Because the sauce was so delicious, Wen Shui couldn't help but, as usual, gently roll her tongue over the ingredients.

Xiao Lan, who was already trying to suppress her embarrassment, trembled slightly at this, pulled her hand back, and stared at the warm water.

Warm Water: "What's wrong? Didn't you tell me to try it?"

"I told you to taste the sauce, who told you to try anything else?" Xiaolan felt a burning sensation on her fingers and shook her hand. "How is it? Is it alright?"

Wen Shui licked his lips: "I couldn't taste it."

"You...you couldn't taste it?"

Wen Shui complained, "This is too sudden! You could at least give me some time to prepare."

Ran looked down at the sauce in the mixing bowl: "Then you should try it again. The white vinegar from Professor Agasa's shop is a brand I've never used before, and I'm not sure if it will suit everyone's taste."

After saying that, Xiaolan picked up a small soup spoon from the side, seemingly not intending to repeat the intimate behavior from before.

To her surprise, Wen Shui showed no intention of taking the soup spoon. Instead, she looked at her with displeasure and said, "Why did you switch to this? Weren't you feeding me with your hands just now?"

Xiaolan's expression turned somewhat embarrassed: "No, I just washed my hands, so it's okay. But now they're contaminated with your saliva. How are we supposed to eat later?"

"It's not that exaggerated," Wen Shui said. "Besides, there are other fingers too."

"The rest are contaminated too!" Xiaolan said matter-of-factly, clearly the warm water had given her an unexpectedly strong shock, and she was now hesitant to come back.

"Then let's put it on the back of our hand," Wen Shui suggested as a compromise. "Using a spoon shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"On the back of my hand..." Xiaolan gripped the spoon tightly. Logically speaking, Wenshui's request was unreasonable. How could she use a girl's body as a plate?

But then again, she did that thing out of the blue just now, so now she can't even put up a valid argument.

After all, it was she who first fed him warm water and food in a somewhat ambiguous way.

Ran glanced at the kitchen doorway. Sonoko would probably be back soon. If she didn't satisfy Wenshui's demands quickly, he would start making a fuss, and if Sonoko and her father found out, it would probably put her in an even more troublesome situation.

Xiaolan bit her lip lightly and nodded: "Okay then, but you can't bite randomly like last time."

"I'm not a dog, why would I bite things randomly?" Wen Shui urged. "Hurry up, let's get this ready and go grill some meat, I'm starving."

After making up her mind, Xiaolan scooped some sauce with a spoon, spread it gently on the back of her hand, held it up to the warm water, and then closed her eyes.

Looking at the girl's fair and flawless skin, Wen Shui gently lifted Xiao Lan's wrist and lowered his head to kiss it.

Actually, this action seems quite romantic to outsiders, but unfortunately, there are only Wen Shui and Xiao Lan in the kitchen right now, and Xiao Lan is so shy that she doesn't even dare to open her eyes.

This time, Wen Shui didn't demand too much, but gently savored the taste of the barbecue sauce and the feel of Xiao Lan's smooth skin.

It took Wen Shui a long time before she finally let go of Xiao Lan's hand.

Xiao Lan slowly opened her eyes. During the time she had her eyes closed, she was worried that Wen Shui would do something even bolder, but she didn't expect that after waiting for so long, this guy would be so well-behaved.

Xiaolan's cheeks were flushed as she looked at the marks on the back of her hand: "W-how is it? Did you taste it this time?"

"It's a little salty." Wen Shui frowned slightly.

Xiaolan couldn't help but laugh, her initial shyness fading somewhat: "Who told you to keep eating like that, you idiot?"

"There's nothing I can do, you're the one who offered yourself up." Wen Shui smiled, then looked at Xiao Lan's crystal-clear lips, "How about we try somewhere else?"

Ran took a step back, her breasts trembling. "Not today, maybe next time." She paused, then added, "And...and your lips, not!"

Wen Shui thought to herself, "Is there a daily time limit? It's like discounted eggs at the supermarket."

But judging from what Xiaolan said, could it be that he accidentally unlocked the right to use part of Xiaolan's body?

"Alright, then I'll leave it to you, Xiaolan, next time we have lunch in the music room." Wen Shui made a somewhat unreasonable request.

In the past, Xiaolan might have shown off her karate queen skills a little, or even acted cute towards Wenshui, but today Xiaolan just glared at him before turning around and carrying the bowl of sauce away.

Strange, could it be that Sato Miwako's proactive approach in the ward just now made Ran feel threatened, which is why she is behaving differently than before?

Wen Shui felt that this guess was basically accurate. Wen Shui had been troubled about how to coax Xiao Lan and Yuan Zi, but she did not expect that Xiao Lan would take the initiative to make an attack.

The only problem right now is that Xiaolan will probably only be a little more intimate with him in private, which can be seen from the fact that she kept looking in the direction of the door.

Since that's the case, the only way to strengthen the bond between Suzuki Sonoko and Ran is when Sonoko isn't around.

As for how to make amends to Sonoko, Wenshui can only think of another way.

Just as she was thinking, Xiaolan suddenly asked, "So, in your opinion, who is better, me or Officer Sato?"

Ran looked down at the tips of her shoes, using the fingers of her other hand to twirl the long black hair that hung down on Mi-chan's body.

Warm Water: "These are different, aren't they? The locations are different too."

"Hmph, you womanizer," Xiaolan said, reaching for the kitchen knife on the table.

"Don't be angry." Wen Shui quickly grabbed Xiao Lan's slender wrist. "Why don't you let me try it, and I'll give you a score?"

"Dream on!" Xiaolan blushed and quickly broke free from her restraints. "Warm Water, your progress bar is still far from complete."

Progress bar, am I playing some kind of bishoujo game?

"How far are we from it?" Wen Shui couldn't help but ask.

Xiaolan: "It's really far, and shouldn't you explain why Officer Sato did that to you first?"

Wen Shui thought to herself, "Because you are all my wings."

But he knew that Xiaolan probably wouldn't be able to accept it right away, so he had to change the subject: "Didn't I already explain? By the way, the sauce is ready now, is there anything else I can help you with?"

Xiao Lan gave him a resentful look, but didn't press him further: "Help me sort the meat and put it in the cooking tray."

"Leave it to me." Wen Shui said, rolling up her sleeves and starting to help Xiao Lan with the work.

Not long after, Sonoko Suzuki rushed in: "Ran, I didn't see the onion you mentioned, is it... Oh, Numizu, what brings you here?"

"Come and help taste the seasonings," Wen Shui explained. "And also help Xiao Lan speed things up, I'm starving."

Sonoko Suzuki suspiciously scanned back and forth between the two, seemingly looking for evidence of the cheating cat's infidelity, but Ran had already washed the saliva off her hands and couldn't chop vegetables without doing so.

Therefore, no evidence of the suspect Wen Shui was left at the scene.

Despite this, Ran still walked over somewhat guiltily and took Sonoko Suzuki's arm: "You can't be lazy, Sonoko. You should learn some cooking skills, otherwise you'll miss out on an opportunity to deepen your relationship when you're looking for a boyfriend in the future~"

"I don't need that kind of thing. I'll just spend my life with Ran." Sonoko Suzuki glanced at Numizu with a guilty look on her face and said something that didn't mean what she really meant.

Xiaolan: "What? You can't do that kind of thing..."

The two of them hugged each other and started discussing this unrealistic topic.

Looking at the two girls in front of her, whose personalities were completely different but whose relationship was as good as sisters, Wen Shui couldn't help but have some self-doubt.

No way?

Could it be that Sonoko Suzuki is letting him get away with this because she wants to be best friends with Ran forever?

Don't do that, it's too unchallenging, and the kind of relationship would be too strange, wouldn't it?

Wen Shui currently believes that the most ideal situation is to resolve this problem through her own charm. Although it sounds far-fetched, it is not unprecedented in this country.

The writers, literary giants, and bureaucrats here can openly keep mistresses. Even if it's reported, they'll at most apologize, and they won't even be asked to break up with their mistresses.

The girls in this country are also tolerant of this.

But the prerequisite is that you need to have something to make a girl fall for you. This can be money and power, or it can be talent or personal charm.

Wen Shui believes that he is now at least barely able to reach the threshold of having wings in terms of talent and personal charm.

As for wealth and power...

We'll have to wait until we deal with the Black Organization to discuss that.

At this moment, Sonoko suddenly noticed that Wenshui's eyes were a little strange, and couldn't help but ask, "Hey, why are you making that face? Do you have a problem with me wanting to be with Ran forever?"

Wen Shui: "No, that's what I thought too."

"Huh?!"

Sonoko Suzuki's eyes widened.

Xiaolan's face instantly turned bright red, wondering if this jerk even knew what he was saying.

Xiaolan's heart was pounding, and her limbs were reacting in ways that are common when people are nervous, such as curling her clean little feet in her slippers into a ball and unconsciously kneading the things in her hands.

"Ouch! It hurts so much, Ran! It's warm water that wants to be with you, why are you pinching me so hard?" Sonoko Suzuki cried out.

Wen Shui: "Don't talk nonsense. I just said that our Lily of the Valley Detective Club should be best friends for life, and when our hair turns gray, we'll imitate the stories in the Sherlock Holmes series."

"Why not just find a villa, invite a few young detectives by letter, and have a showdown between the old and the new? Wouldn't that be interesting?"

Ran and Sonoko's eyes widened in disbelief: "Oh, I see."

"Otherwise what?" Wen Shui retorted.

Ran and Sonoko shook their heads together: "Well... that's what we actually think too."

Sonoko Suzuki's eyes suddenly lit up: "I think Wenshui's suggestion is pretty good. How about we hold one next week?"

"Sonoko, what kind of crazy idea are you coming up with now?" Ran looked at Sonoko Suzuki with a helpless expression.

Sonoko Suzuki stuck out her tongue: "Of course it's a fun and spooky idea! I'll tell you when I'm ready, so please look forward to Sonoko-sama's horror party!"

Wen Shui clicked her tongue in surprise: "No way, the last time the bandaged monster's horror party almost killed us all."

The kitchen fell into a deathly silence.

Ran and Sonoko both looked terrified, indicating that even after so much time had passed, they still hadn't completely escaped the shadow of the bandaged monster.

Wen Shui thought that it must have been because Takahashi Ryoichi's head was stuck in the wooden stake at the bridgehead that the impact on them was too great.

After all, even Wen Shui, who had the advantage of having a cheat code, was startled at the time.

Sonoko Suzuki: "Uh...you're right. But since I've already brought it up, I'll find a safer place. Don't worry."

Xiao Lan looked at the warm water for help.

Wen Shui shrugged, indicating his helplessness, since he was still counting on Sonoko to improve the progress of her cheat system.

Just as the group was chatting enthusiastically, Uncle Mori's voice suddenly came from the end of the corridor: "Ran, this stove is broken, can you help me fix it?"

"Oh, wait a minute," Xiaolan replied, and then began to wash her hands.