Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

After Mrs. Kudo squatted down, her long, brown curly hair cascaded down around her body like a waterfall.

Not only were her knees pressed against the cushioning pad, but the slightly translucent skin of her thighs and her slender, straight calves were also squeezed together, making her already somewhat fleshy figure even more noticeable.

Of course, this is not a flaw for Yukiko Kudo; on the contrary, it highlights her charm as a mature woman.

Wen Shui walked over and asked, "Can I help too?"

Yukiko Kudo did not refuse and handed the charcoal to Onami, asking him to break it into smaller pieces with an axe so that it would burn more completely when put into the barbecue grill later.

After finally getting the fire going, both Onami and Yukiko Kudo had their hands covered in charcoal.

So the two of them walked into the entryway and headed towards the round bar in the living room.

Once you step into the foyer, half of the noise in the yard is immediately cut off, as if you've hidden yourself in a soundproof phone booth by the roadside.

Wen Shui kicked off his shoes and put on the black slippers that were his exclusive at Professor Agasa's house. Yes, Wen Shui had his own slippers at Professor Agasa's house, which were specially prepared for him by Ai Haibara. On the surface, the slippers looked no different from others, but inside the shoes was a chibi self-portrait of Ai Haibara.

Since Yukiko Kudo had come to freeload a meal, she was wearing a pair of cute bunny slippers.

At this point, they had no choice but to walk barefoot on the floor.

Seeing her hesitation, Wen Shui looked down and immediately understood: "Let me get you some slippers, wait while I look for them."

Just as Yukiko Kudo was about to nod, she suddenly took a step back with a wary look on her face: "You, you wouldn't be thinking of taking advantage of this to help me change my shoes and then try to touch me inappropriately, would you?"

Wen Shui looked displeased: "Don't joke like that. If I wanted to get physical, you've been drunk in the rented room more than once or twice, and now you even have a child."

Mrs. Kudo's face turned even redder: "You rascal, what kind of child are you? If someone hears this, they'll definitely misunderstand."

However, what Wen Shui said was indeed true, so Kudo Yukiko couldn't refute it.

Wen Shui shrugged and didn't dwell on the topic.

Yukiko Kudo hesitated for a moment, thinking that it was just washing her hands anyway, and it wouldn't matter if she didn't wear shoes: "Never mind, I'll just go in like this, it's no trouble."

Wen Shui didn't insist, and the two then walked together toward the round bar.

The round bar counter in Professor Agasa's house is similar to the one in a coffee shop. It doesn't have a sliding door, so you have to bend over and squeeze through the gap in the marble tabletop to get in and out.

The good news is that Professor Agasa is quite overweight.

Therefore, the hole was designed to be very spacious, and both Onami and Yukiko Kudo squeezed in without any problems.

Of course, ever since she wore the cow-print outfit last time, Mrs. Kudo has been trying her best to avoid getting too close to warm water.

She was afraid of getting involved.

When deciding the order of entering the bar, Yukiko Kudo suggested that Onami go first.

Wen Shui understood what she meant, because if Kudo Yukiko left first, her peach-shaped buttocks, encased in denim hot pants, would be exposed to Wen Shui without any protection.

While Wen Shui wouldn't actually be bold enough to do anything to Kudo Yukiko from behind, most girls would instinctively avoid such a thing.

Unless you want to actively seduce someone.

Wen Shui nodded, then ducked down and disappeared behind the round bar.

The space inside the bar is actually quite large, enough to accommodate several people cooking ingredients at the same time. The layout is similar to that of a typical coffee shop bar, with kitchen utensils and a sink neatly arranged on the marble tabletop.

Wen Shui could immediately see that the soap dish in the sink was empty.

He slapped his forehead, remembering that he seemed to have heard Ai Haibara say that the bar had run out of soap and hadn't had time to restock.

It seems I can only go back to the kitchen where Xiaolan and I were chopping vegetables, or go to the bathroom to wash my hands.

Wen Shui was thinking about which of the two places was closer, while also thinking about the sizzling aroma of roasted meat in the yard and the secret sauce that he and Xiao Lan had made together.

Perhaps Wen Shui was thinking too much, and was also preoccupied with eating, so she turned around abruptly and completely forgot that Kudo Yukiko was right behind her.

And so, quite unfortunately, he bumped into Yukiko Kudo.

"Sorry, I forgot we ran out of soap..." Wen Shui stopped halfway through his sentence, finding it difficult to continue due to the scene before him.

Even the brain started to become a little out of control.

Because Yukiko Kudo was walking a bit slowly, Mrs. Kudo hadn't come out of the aisle behind the round bar when he turned around.

Yukiko Kudo was also taken aback when Nuwa suddenly turned around without warning.

Actually, she had some mental warning beforehand, because every time she went out with Wen Shui, something unexpected would happen that made her both laugh and cry, and in the end, she would be taken advantage of by this little rascal.

That's why Yukiko Kudo suggested that Nuwa walk in front, which would greatly reduce the probability of unexpected situations.

But to Yukiko's surprise, just as her neck crossed the dividing line between the inside and outside of the circular bar, and her body was still bent over, warm water hit her.

Yukiko Kudo was a little dizzy from the impact.

Her fair hands instinctively gripped the marble slabs on either side, but her legs still lost their balance, and she knelt directly on the cold floor.

Because her entire body was stuck in the passageway of the bar, Yukiko Kudo's fair forehead was exactly on the same horizontal line as Onami's navel.

A strong aura of male hormones wafted over me.

This magical attack left Yukiko Kudo even more mesmerized.

However, what happened next enraged Yukiko Kudo even more. Instead of helping her up, that bastard Nukumizu flipped her chin with his hand in a rather frivolous manner.

Damn it, doesn't this bastard know that Ran and Conan are right outside?

Just as Yukiko Kudo was about to explode in anger, she suddenly noticed Wen Shui's hands hanging limply at her sides. Huh? What was that...?

Huh?

Huh??

Yukiko Kudo was utterly shocked, her heart pounding at its fastest pace within seconds.

Her sexy lips, which had been specially painted with light-colored lipstick before leaving the house, unconsciously parted into an "O" shape.

Chapter 204 Little Lan's Gluttony is Kind of Cute

No sooner had Wenshui and Kudo Yukiko entered the entrance hall than Conan dropped the meat skewers he was holding and followed them furtively.

Conan was really not comfortable with Numizu and Itsuki.

However, after entering through the entrance hall, Conan saw Wen Shui standing alone behind the bar, and at first he breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, his keen observation led him to spot a pair of women's feet encased in black stockings at the entrance to the round bar.

If I'm not mistaken, to maintain this degree of twisting of the feet, a person would most likely be kneeling on the ground.

Considering the way Wen Shui stands behind the bar...

Conan's face turned deathly pale instantly, and his body trembled violently with rage.

He's been secretly reading adult comics lately, and he always finds himself projecting his own feelings onto the victim, which is causing Conan a lot of distress.

For this reason, he even mustered up the courage to ask Ai Haibara, one of the few companions he could trust.

As a result, Ai Haibara looked at Ayumi running on the playground with a serious expression and muttered to herself, "It seems that I can't count on you anymore. I have to find a new helper."

At the time, Conan didn't quite grasp what was happening.

Looking back now, it feels like she was implying something in her words.

But now is not the time to think about that. If Wen Shui really dares to do that kind of thing to his mother, Conan will fight Wen Shui to the death, even if it means risking his identity being exposed.

In the blink of an eye, Conan rushed from the doorway to the bar entrance.

The good news is that there was no strange white substance at the corner of Yukiko Kudo's mouth.

Her lips were actually a little dry.

Moreover, both of their clothes were perfectly intact. From the moment Conan noticed something was wrong at the door to when he rushed to the round bar, it took less than 5 seconds. Even with the fastest hand speed, it would be impossible to restore the clothes to such a perfect state.

Conan breathed a sigh of relief: "Yukiko-neechan, why are you kneeling on the ground?"

Yukiko Kudo: "Ah, it's too dark here, I accidentally bumped my head."

Wen Shui stood by the sink, rinsing her hands under the tap: "By the way, Conan, we're out of soap here. Could you bring me some from the bathroom?"

The reason Wen Shui went to the sink to wash his hands even though he knew there was no soap was not only to confuse Conan, but also because he couldn't control his gunfire.

If we don't cover it up, Conan will definitely notice something's wrong.

Yukiko Kudo gritted her teeth, thinking to herself, "This kid knows how to come up with a solution. Could it be that he's already used to this kind of thing?"

Thinking of this, Yukiko felt a strange pang of jealousy.

Conan didn't think much of it: "Oh, okay, I'll go get it now." After saying that, he paused and said to Yukiko Kudo, "Yukiko-neechan, you should stand up quickly, the ground is cold, it's not good for your health."

The concern shown by her son intensified Mrs. Kudo's sense of guilt.

Yukiko Kudo stood up, supporting herself on the marble countertop. As she looked at Conan's back, the burning sensation of her chin being lifted flashed through her mind.

Her breathing became more rapid.

The beauty wrapped in the light blue shirt also fluctuated wildly, and the small black-stockinged feet on the floor couldn't help but curl up into a ball.

Warm Water: "You almost got caught. Your expression was so unnatural just now. Show some of your popular actress skills, Yukiko-chan."

Yukiko Kudo was furious: "How could I calm down in that situation? Damn it, I haven't even settled the score with you yet..."

Before she could finish speaking, Conan came running back with the soap, and Yukiko Kudo had to switch to a dignified and intellectual expression: "Thank you, Conan-kun."

Conan handed the soap to Yukiko Kudo across the round bar counter: "It's okay, you two hurry up and wash, everyone's waiting for you two to eat."

After Conan finished speaking, he stood there patiently waiting, seemingly still a little worried about Wen Shui and his unreliable mother.

Yukiko Kudo took the soap, walked to the sink, and deliberately bumped the warm water with her shoulder.

After securing a spot at the sink, she placed her hands under the faucet. The clear water and soap blended together, creating clusters of dense white foam, and the air was filled with a clean, soapy scent.

While washing her hands, Yukiko Kudo noticed that the "anger" of the warm water had dissipated.

She felt relieved, but also a little anxious.

Last time at the hotel, that brat Wen Shui didn't dissipate for a long time, so why did it last so short this time?

Was it because Conan ran in, or did her charm level drop?

"Hey, are you done washing up? I'm starving." Warm water interrupted Mrs. Kudo's reverie.

Yukiko Kudo angrily shoved the soap into her hand, which was in warm water. "I'm done washing. I'm going out now."

As she spoke, she rinsed the soap suds off her hands, then turned and walked out with Conan.