Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

"And I have a classmate from university who's now a very famous writer; you could also chat with her about your creative process."

"Alright then." Sonoko Suzuki picked up another cookie and ate it with her black tea.

While taking care of everyone, Ayako Suzuki curiously glanced at Conan, the only male among the people her sister had brought. Conan was a child, so she could be ignored.

Is this the boy that Mom mentioned that Sonoko has been talking about a lot lately?

It seems to be called Warm Water and Tree.

Ayako Suzuki had a good first impression of him; he seemed like a very polite person, handsome, and with a calm and confident demeanor.

Contrary to his mother's suspicions, he wasn't a gigolo who wanted to take advantage of Sonoko to avoid decades of hard work.

However, her father often said that one cannot judge a book by its cover. Over the years, she had heard many stories of people who used the mask of honesty and integrity to gain the status of a son-in-law in a wealthy family, only to start keeping mistresses outside.

What kind of soul lies hidden beneath that sunny and handsome mask?

Ayako Suzuki observed Onami curiously, and then she suddenly thought, why not use these two days to investigate this boy named Onami Kazuki?

At that moment, steady footsteps echoed down the corridor.

A chef dressed in a white chef's uniform came to the restaurant and asked Ayako Suzuki, "Ms. Suzuki, all the ingredients are ready. I've come to ask when dinner will begin."

Before Ayako Suzuki could speak, Sonoko stood up, pointing at the other person with a shocked expression: "Eh? How could it be you?!"

Wen Shui put down her teacup and looked at the person in the chef's robe with a complicated expression.

Chapter 34 Reunion with Amuro Tooru

Before Ayako Suzuki could speak, Sonoko stood up, pointed at the young chef's chocolate-colored skin, and exclaimed in shock:

"Huh?! You, you, you're not that handsome waiter from the family restaurant?"

Wen Shui couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement. So, in your heart, Amuro Tooru is just a little bit handsome?

That Garden Sauce, your standards are a bit high.

No wonder I can't find a handsome guy I like.

Objectively speaking, Amuro Tooru's handsome appearance and sunny personality are quite attractive to women; otherwise, he wouldn't have gained so many female BL (Boys' Love) artists who have created so many fan comics about him.

Although Wen Shui did not understand this unusual hobby, he expressed his respect for it.

In his past life, when he was browsing Detective Conan-related topics online, he would occasionally see similar content, but he would just glance at it without any emotional reaction.

Until one day, Wen Shui accidentally saw a picture of Professor Agasa and Inspector Megure in a BL (Boys' Love) pairing. Both of them were wearing shorts, hugging each other, and had ambiguous expressions.

At that moment, he felt his worldview had collapsed.

After watching "positive energy" videos for several days, Wen Shui gradually recovered with the help of the female volunteers.

"You mean the family restaurant in Bunkyo Ward? Yes, I did work part-time there a while ago, but I've quit now." Amuro Tooru's voice brought Nukami back to reality.

"This doesn't make sense, does it? Didn't my sister say she spent a lot of money to hire a really good chef? Would a chef of that caliber work part-time at a family restaurant?"

Sonoko Suzuki looked on with suspicion.

Wen Shui felt that her worries were unnecessary. Putting aside Amuro Tooru's own excellent abilities, Suzuki Ayako was at least being groomed as an heir, so how could she make such a basic mistake?

Ayako Suzuki narrowed her eyes: "Indeed, Sonoko makes a good point."

Ju, you really didn't think of that?

Wen Shui suddenly began to worry about the future of the Suzuki Group. If they didn't find a good son-in-law, wouldn't they be swallowed up by another company?

Ayako Suzuki changed the subject with a smile and said, "But Mr. Amuro was introduced by Mr. Ueshima, so there shouldn't be any problems."

Sonoko Suzuki also showed an expression of approval after hearing the name "Mr. Ueshima".

Amuro Tooru then took out his phone to show everyone his chef's certificate and photos of his awards in competitions.

He also told everyone that his signature dish is Osaka Saikyo-yaki (a type of grilled fish), which he learned from a renowned culinary master.

However, if Wen Shui guessed correctly, all of this information must have been arranged by Kazami Yuya.

After all, the forces behind Amuro Tooru can still wield considerable influence in this country.

Ayako Suzuki raised her slender arm and glanced at the ladies' watch on her wrist: "We've all just had some snacks, Mr. Amuro, let's tentatively schedule dinner for 5 p.m.."

Amuro Tooru nodded.

Ayako Suzuki smiled and squinted, "Now that the preparations are complete, Mr. Amuro, please try the desserts I made and see how many points you would give me if you judged them with your professional standards."

"That's too kind of you." Amuro Tooru smiled, then walked to the dining table. "By the way, were you talking about that person shrouded in a black robe?"

"Yes, he even smiled at us." Xiaolan held the cream-filled cake, a worried expression on her face.

Amuro Tooru frowned slightly: "Actually, I saw that person on the way here..."

Amuro Tooru then recounted that when he went up the mountain, he also saw the bandaged man, who glanced at him and then turned and ran away.

At the time, he thought the theme of this villa party was something like a "Halloween costume party".

Ayako Suzuki frowned slightly: "She seems like a strange person. Everyone should be careful and try not to go out alone."

Amuro Tooru sat down and ate a few snacks.

Then he praised Ayako Suzuki's baking skills before getting up to say goodbye: "When I went up the mountain, I saw a lot of wild mushrooms nearby and I planned to pick some. These fresh ingredients, if prepared properly, can taste just as good as those high-end dishes."

Ayako Suzuki looked somewhat worried: "But... that bandaged weirdo should be nearby, right?"

“It’s alright.” Amuro Tooru’s eyes suddenly sharpened, and he glanced at Wen Shui unintentionally. “Actually, besides being a chef, I’m also a third-rate detective, and I love this kind of story development.”

Amuro Tooru left the restaurant.

Conan looked at Amuro Tooru's back with curiosity, wondering if this guy was a detective.

However, for some reason, Conan always felt that this person was a bit strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong with him.

Wen Shui stood up and took a small plate with a few snacks: "I'll go check on Haibara. She hasn't eaten anything this morning. I hope she doesn't faint from hunger."

He actually wanted to ask Ai Haibara if she knew about Tooru Amuro's visit.

If Ai Haibara is unaware of this, then she should be a little more careful about Amuro Tooru's purpose in coming here, since the faction he actually serves is no pushover either.

Ayako Suzuki: "I should go and call Chikako and the others to come and have some snacks."

After the two left, only Sonoko Suzuki, Ran, and photographer Hiroki Kakutani remained in the restaurant.

Seeing that Numizu was bringing food to Ai Haibara, Sonoko Suzuki felt a little unhappy: "Ran, that guy has deserted the organization again and acted alone. How should we punish him?"

"Huh, why are we punishing him? Wasn't he going to bring food to Ai?" Ran looked at Sonoko in confusion, still holding half a cake in her hands.

Sonoko Suzuki sighed, "If you keep going like this, Shinichi will be snatched away sooner or later."

"What are you talking about? That reasoning fanatic and I just happen to be childhood friends." Xiaolan hurriedly explained, but accidentally choked on the cake and coughed violently.

Hiroki Kakutani, who had been fiddling with his camera the whole time, put it down.

She handed the water on the table to Xiaolan and kindly reminded her, "Although Ayako's cooking is very good, don't eat too much, or you won't have an appetite for a proper meal at night."

Xiaolan drank a few sips of water, her complexion softened considerably, and then she smiled sheepishly:

"It's okay, the cake is something stored in another stomach."

"What an interesting way to put it. Young people these days are so energetic!" Hiroki Kakutani remarked.

"Brother Kakutani, you seem to be only 25 years old, but you talk like an old man," Sonoko Suzuki teased.

Hiroki Kakutani smiled wryly, "That's because even though you work so hard, you still can't afford the latest camera. Wait until you enter the workforce..."

He paused suddenly, his expression complicated, and said, "That's not right. Even if you reach my age, you don't need to worry about being scolded by your boss or being difficult by your clients."

"Damn it, why can't I have the surname Suzuki!" Hiroki Kakutani deliberately put on an exaggerated expression of sorrow.

Sonoko Suzuki and Ran couldn't help but burst out laughing.

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Let's turn our attention back to Ai Haibara's perspective.

The reason she made an excuse to go back to her room early was that after being led across the bridge by Wen Shui and Shu, she discovered that her injuries were more serious than before.

That tingling, electric sensation has evolved into feeling like holding a little puppy in your arms.

The feeling of being gently licked by the other person.

Furthermore, Ai Haibara felt that if she continued to stay with warm water, this discomfort would only intensify.

Following the wooden stairs to the second floor, Ai Haibara quickly found the room with cute shark stickers on the door frame.

Because there were many guests this time, Ayako Suzuki put up different stickers in each room in advance, in case someone went to the wrong room.

As a result, Xiaolan knocked on the wrong door three times in a row.

To avoid a repeat of the tragedy Ran just witnessed, Ai Haibara knocked on the door first, and only entered the house after confirming that no one answered.

The room was very clean, clearly cleaned regularly, with no musty or dusty smell.

There were two single beds in the room, and the sheets and pillows were light purple, which looked like high-quality fabric.

Furniture such as wardrobes and dressing mirrors are placed against the wall at the foot of the bed, and dense woods can be seen outside through the window.

Ai Haibara first put her suitcase in the corner, then walked to the window and drew the curtains.

Only then did he return to the dressing mirror and look at himself in the mirror.

For this trip, Ai Haibara prepared a youthful outfit to balance out her innate aloofness.

He wore a standard Western-style uniform, with a dark blue V-neck knit sweater over a neatly pressed white shirt, and a dark red striped bow tie at the collar.

The pleated skirt, which had been shortened, fell about 20 centimeters above the knee, and black over-the-knee stockings clung to the curves of her calves.

Besides the overwhelming youthful vibe...

The stockings that sank slightly into her thighs added a touch of astringency to her scent.

After all, this was Ai Haibara's first time traveling with peers since she grew up in the Black Organization, so she was inevitably a little excited and didn't sleep well last night.

But before she could even set off, Wen Shui slapped the door, causing her to think about things related to Wen Shui and the tree the whole way.

What a despicable guy.

Ai Haibara unbuttoned her collar, took off her shirt, and then put her hands behind her back and gently pried open the clasp.

Click.