Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Wen Shui quickly grabbed Mrs. Kudo's soft, supple body with her hands.

However, the cushioning pad that could fit Conan was too big for one hand to hold, so he had to press his body against Mrs. Kudo's back to keep himself from falling due to the acceleration.

A gentle fragrance wafted over.

Just as Yukiko Kudo was about to twist the accelerator, her body suddenly went limp.

The anger that had just ignited within her dissipated considerably, and she turned around to glare at Wen Shui resentfully: "I told you to grab the motorcycle's anti-slip handle, where were you putting your hands, you little bastard?!"

"Sorry, I'm used to it."

Wen Shui smiled sheepishly, but showed no intention of letting go.

Yukiko Kudo gritted her teeth, suddenly twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle sped toward Kogoro Mouri and his group's car, which hadn't gone far.

Chapter 291 Xiaolan's White Silk Breakfast is a Battlefield

Wen Shui was surprised that Kudo Yukiko was so bold as to rush straight towards the car where Xiao Lan and the others were. If Xiao Lan saw this, even Toyama Kazuha from Osaka would probably use Aikido to hit him.

Wen Shui quickly let go of her hand and grabbed the metal handle under the back seat of the motorcycle.

In the motorcycle's rearview mirror, Yukiko Kudo wore a victorious smile, looking quite pleased with herself.

"With such a timid heart, how will you achieve your unrealistic dreams, little brother Wen Shui?" Yukiko Kudo teased, then sped up and overtook Uncle Mori and his group's car.

Wen Shui clicked her tongue in amazement, wondering if this woman had rediscovered the feeling of her rebellious teenage years after getting on the motorcycle, as even her demeanor had changed completely.

"Drive slower, I don't want to die with you in this valley," Wen Shui shouted, then placed his hand on her waist.

This time, Yukiko Kudo didn't resist. She focused her attention on the road in front of her: "Don't worry, don't underestimate my strength."

The two sped all the way to the izakaya that Uncle Mori frequented in Beika Town. When they bought some side dishes and returned, Ran and the others had already arrived at the Mori Detective Agency.

The dinner was a bit late, but everyone had a great time. After having a few drinks, Yukiko Kudo even performed a dance from one of her popular idol days.

Mrs. Kudo, who was singing and dancing, looked more like Ran's classmate than her mother at first glance.

The simple yet heartwarming dinner ended close to 1 a.m.

After discussing it, everyone decided to stay overnight at the Mouri Detective Agency. Uncle Mouri was a bit noisy when he was drunk, so Ran pushed Conan to the Nuwa-sui area to take care of him, leaving Uncle Mouri to sleep in a room by himself.

Ran and the other two girls shared a room, while Wen Shui, Conan, and Heiji Hattori stayed in the room that Eri had previously lived in.

The next morning arrived.

Conan woke up groggily, feeling the TV remote under him getting a bit uncomfortable. He rubbed his eyes and thought to himself, "Uncle Mori is really something, always leaving things lying around."

After Conan opened his eyes, he froze on the spot.

He found Heiji Hattori lying on the floor by the window, and somehow he was lying on top of Wen Shui. What Conan found most unacceptable was that the remote control that woke him up early was actually Wen Shui.

Conan retreated as if electrocuted, putting a considerable distance between himself and the warm water.

However, due to excessive force, the water glass on the table was knocked off. Although it did not break, the glass still made a loud noise when it fell to the floor.

Wen Shui sat up, annoyed: "Can't you behave yourself? What are you making so much noise so early in the morning?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Conan bowed his head and apologized, looking at his unresponsive "Shinichi," a strong sense of inferiority, stemming from human instinct, swept over him.

After Wen Shui's morning grumpiness subsided a bit from being woken up, she looked at Conan's panicked appearance and thought that this kid might have to call her stepfather in the future, so it was better to get along well with him.

Wen Shui forced a kind smile: "Did you have a nightmare? Come on, tell your brother what you dreamed about?"

Conan glanced at the somewhat conspicuous remote control between Wen Shui's legs, then turned and ran.

"I'm hungry, I'll go see if there's anything to eat in the fridge."

Wen Shui looked at Conan's retreating figure with a puzzled expression, wondering what the kid was up to.

Conan's noise also woke Heiji Hattori. Osaka Kuroki pulled back the curtains and stretched languidly, saying, "Ah, it's a new day again!"

"Are all the people in Kansai this energetic?" Wen Shui asked.

Heiji Hattori: "This has nothing to do with Kansai people. A detective is someone who always maintains a love for life and a sense of curiosity."

“I see.” Wen Shui agreed. “Looks like I might not be a good detective. I just want to sleep a little longer.”

Hattori Heiji's lips twitched a few times. This guy had solved a case in front of him and Kudo Shinichi just last night, and now he was saying that he wasn't a qualified detective. What were he and Kudo Shinichi then? The Junior Detective League?

Wen Shui lay sprawled on the floor, taking up Conan's bedding as well: "Ah, it's another new day. I'll sleep a little longer!"

Hattori Heiji couldn't help but facepalm. His gaze involuntarily fell on the indescribable thing under the warm water's pajamas. This was too outrageous! Was this guy an incompletely evolved gorilla? But if there really was atavism, his intelligence shouldn't be this high, right?

Hattori Heiji looked at Wen Shui with a wary expression.

We absolutely must not let this guy get close to Kazuha, or this bastard will ruin her.

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Wen Shui slept for another two hours, and only opened his eyes reluctantly when Xiao Lan came over to call him.

"Please, I wasted so many brain cells yesterday trying to solve the case, let me sleep a little longer," Wen Shui complained, lying on the bed.

"But breakfast is already ready, let's eat first." Xiaolan was wearing an apron, and the aroma of oil and food wafted from her. If I'm not mistaken, she must have prepared breakfast by herself.

Wen Shui: "Let me sleep for another ten minutes, I'll be there soon."

Xiao Lan tried to lecture him with a stern face, but Wen Shui simply covered her face with the blanket, not giving her a chance to continue her attack.

Xiaolan was about to reach out and pull back the covers, but then she had a sudden inspiration and thought of another good way to wake Wenshui up. Sure enough, dealing with someone like Wenshui requires some special methods.

She looked back down the hallway. Everyone should be gathered around the dining table in front of the living room watching the morning news, and no one would come to disturb them.

Xiaolan took a deep breath and gently pulled her soft little feet, which had been wrapped in white silk, out of her slippers.

The white over-the-knee stockings peeking out were bathed in the morning sunlight, like a cream cake coated with a thin layer of honey. The neatly trimmed plain nails made one want to hold them in one's hand and savor them.

Unfortunately, the warm water covered my head, preventing me from seeing the enchanting scenery before me.

Xiao Lan playfully tapped Wen Shui's chest with her toe, but Wen Shui didn't move and continued to pretend to be asleep.

Ran had long anticipated that this guy wouldn't be so easy to deal with. She slid her little white feet down and quickly stuck them to the remote control that had just woken Conan up.

The warm water, whose head was covered by the blanket, instantly opened its eyes.

Through his interactions with Xiaolan over this period, he has gained a deep understanding of certain areas of the girl's body, and Xiaolan's soft soles are one of the parts that Wenshui knows best.

Wen Shui abruptly threw off the blanket and looked in surprise at the beautiful girl wearing an apron and a JK skirt, her legs encased in white over-the-knee socks.

"It would be even better if it were just an apron and white over-the-knee stockings," Wen Shui thought.

Xiaolan looked into Wenshui's eyes: "You seem to be thinking about something strange."

"How can I not be surprised when you're like this?" Wen Shui threw the blankets aside and tried to sit up, but Xiao Lan's white silk-clad feet were already pressing against him, preventing him from getting up.

At this moment, Wen Shui actually felt the same queen-like oppressive feeling that Eri Kisaki had when she saw Ran.

It's a pity that Ran's hair is in the form of a unicorn today; if it were a bun, the sense of immersion would probably be even stronger.

"Do you want to sleep for a while, or get up and eat the breakfast I made?" Xiaolan maintained her dominance over her prey, gently curling her toes.

Those tiny, adorable toes seemed to have a blood-like suppression of the warm water.

Wen Shui's breathing suddenly became heavy. He grabbed Xiao Lan's slender ankle, and a charming, sour aroma wafted into his nostrils: "Of course I have to eat. I didn't eat much last night, and my stomach is empty now."

Xiaolan: "Then get up quickly, breakfast is ready."

"Wait a minute." Wen Shui gently stroked the girl's delicate and soft calves with ill intent. "Before eating, wouldn't it be better to empty your stomach first?"

Xiaolan's face immediately turned red: "You're thinking about dirty things again."

Wen Shui smiled and said, "That's precisely because of the impurities that we need to get them out of our bodies. Otherwise, the toxins will remain in our bodies and affect our health."

Xiao Lan glared at Wen Shui, then walked to the door and locked it. When she turned back, Wen Shui was already pressed against her.

"Wait a minute, let me ask you first, did you take advantage of Miss Kudo when you were riding the motorcycle yesterday..." Ran didn't let this opportunity pass and began to interrogate Wen Shui tentatively.

Wen Shui: "Let's not talk about such a spoilsport topic. Come on, let me guess how today's cream cake tastes."

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Fifteen minutes later, Wen Shui was pushed into the bathroom by Xiao Lan, only to find Kudo Yukiko standing in front of the mirror brushing her teeth.

She was wearing Xiaolan's pajamas, which were a little too big, so a lot of skin was exposed at the neckline and on her limbs, making her look both cute and sexy.

Wen Shui asked in surprise, "I thought I was the last one to get up. How come you're only just waking up too?"

"I drank too much last night," Yukiko said while brushing her teeth in front of the mirror, her mumbled voice leaving much to the imagination.

However, Ran has lowered Wen Shui's threshold. Even though his body has been modified by the entry, it will take some time for him to return to the average level. So even when faced with the incredibly tempting Mrs. Kudo, Wen Shui can remain calm and brush his teeth in front of the mirror with her.

Yukiko Kudo watched as Onami squeezed toothpaste onto her toothbrush and obediently stood next to him to start brushing her teeth. She couldn't help but look Onami up and down and ask, "Why are you being so well-behaved today?"

Wen Shui was startled.

Oh no, I forgot about that.

He had been making a fierce offensive against Yukiko Kudo lately, and would try to tease her whenever they were alone. But just now, his mind was completely calm. After entering the bathroom, he barely looked at Yukiko Kudo, let alone touched her.

To avoid arousing Yukiko Kudo's suspicion, Wen Shui countered, "Didn't you tell me not to act too intimately with you when there are other people around?"

“You can’t do it when no one is around either,” Yukiko corrected.

Wen Shui: "So I listened to you. Sometimes it's only right to give each other some space."

Yukiko Kudo blinked: "You really think so?"

"of course."

Yukiko didn't ask any further questions and continued brushing her teeth. Her alluring red lips were covered with toothpaste foam, which at first glance made people's imaginations run wild.

Wen Shui also picked up the toothbrush that Xiao Lan had prepared for him, the same one that Uncle Mori had, and began to wash up.

After a while, Yukiko Kudo suddenly bumped the warm water with her shoulder.

"Hey, you're not angry, are you?" Yukiko spat out the foam from her mouth and asked, looking at the warm water in the mirror.

Her cautious demeanor made Wen Shui chuckle inwardly. Why was this woman worried when he became so docile?

"No," Wen Shui replied succinctly.

Yukiko Kudo pouted and picked up a bottle of body lotion to rub on her arms and neck, lost in thought.

After washing his face with warm water and drying it with a towel, he was about to go to the restaurant when Yukiko Kudo suddenly called out to him, "Hey, wait a minute."

Wen Shui looked at her with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong now?"