Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Moreover, with this skill, I might be able to chat with Aoi Kazama's cat when I have some free time.

Let's see if we can start with the animals and find some clues that might help us uncover the truth behind the toy comeback incident.

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It was already evening when we got back to Beika Town.

Ayako Suzuki escorted everyone home one by one, and exchanged contact information with Nukumi before leaving.

As soon as Wen Shui entered the door, she received three text messages.

They came from Ai Haibara, Ran Mouri, and Sonoko respectively. The content was largely the same; they all said they would come to his house later for a strategic meeting to discuss clues about the Slit-Mouthed Woman murder case discovered in Nukumizu.

There were many people and eyes in the villa, and with the uncertainty of Amuro Tooru, Nuwa didn't make a fuss.

However, through his subsequent private interrogation with Hiroki Kakutani, Nuku Shui became certain that he had vaguely grasped the truth of the matter.

In the text message, Xiaolan also said that after she finished cooking dinner for her father at home, she would bring some over so that Wenshui wouldn't have to prepare dinner.

Ai Haibara also said she would buy some "things she likes to eat" on the way and bring them over.

Ignoring Ai Haibara's slightly arrogant tone, both of them unanimously displayed the excellent qualities of a gentle and virtuous wife/girlfriend.

Only Sonoko Suzuki warned him in a text message not to contact Ayako Suzuki privately, and even threatened to cut off Koyuki's breast.

What a terrifying woman, Wen Shui couldn't help but mutter to herself.

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After taking a shower and changing into dry loungewear, Wen Shui and Shu sat at their desks, staring blankly at their notebooks.

He was pondering which "inspirations" from his past life he should use to complete the literature club's journal, and what genre to choose for the mystery novel competition.

Besides making the story engaging, it's also important to consider the skill level required for beginner writing and avoid going too far beyond the scope of the curriculum.

Lost in thought, Wen Shui fell asleep on her desk.

I don't know how much time passed, but Wen Shui vaguely heard people talking and the sound of things being moved.

Wen Shui sat up from his desk, stretched, and felt a slight soreness in his shoulders, perhaps due to his sleeping posture.

Wen Shui pushed open the door and entered the living room, where she found Ran and Ai Haibara standing there moving a sofa and coffee table.

"How did you get in?" Wen Shui looked at the two of them speechlessly.

"You came in by pushing the door open." Xiaolan said reproachfully, "Wen Shui, you really are something, you forgot to lock the door again. This makes it easy for someone to break in."

Forgot to lock the door?

Wen Shui paused for a moment, then looked at Ai Haibara behind Ran and noticed a faint smile on her face.

Without a doubt, she must have used some kind of magic again, right? Wen Shui was speechless.

He focused his attention on the sofa that had been moved and asked curiously, "What happened here?"

Xiaolan said excitedly, "We're redecorating the room!"

"Arrange the room?"

“Hmm, I think since it’s a secret base, it would be more immersive if the layout were like in a Sherlock Holmes novel.” Xiaolan looked around, her excited and joyful eyes somewhat like those of a young wife who had just moved into a new house.

Ai Haibara, not to be outdone, pointed to the wall and said, "I think we could hang a photo of us here so that Nuka can pray to us every morning, thus strengthening his loyalty."

Wait a minute, what the heck is loyalty? You're not really using me as a guinea pig, are you? Wen Shui couldn't help but mutter to herself.

And who would pray to your picture?

“Speaking of which, this should be my home, shouldn’t I at least ask the owner’s opinion?” Wen Shui’s tone was slightly grumpy from just waking up. “Besides, this is a rental apartment, there’s no need to go to great lengths to decorate it with paintings or anything like that.”

"What kind of talk is that?"

Ai Haibara crossed her arms, looking displeased.

She probably felt that Wen Shui hadn't refuted Xiao Lan's suggestion, but had expressed dissatisfaction with her idea.

"Living environment can affect a person's mood, which in turn affects their physical health. The lifespan of mice raised in isolation incubators is many times different from that of mice raised in sewers."

"I told you not to treat me like a guinea pig," Wen Shui continued to complain in her mind.

Ran on the other side nodded in agreement: "Ai is right. Aren't you going to participate in the mystery novel competition? A good living environment can also provide more creative inspiration, right?"

And given Wen Shui-jun's current condition, he'll probably be staying here for a long time, right?

Hmm, did she unintentionally say something a bit too much?

The topic suddenly seems to have become quite serious.

Wen Shui glanced at the ribs on the kitchen counter and the thermos next to them that faintly emitted the aroma of food.

For the sake of the food, let's reluctantly allow these two to act up a little.

However, hanging a picture is definitely out of the question; he doesn't want to be scared by Ai Haibara's cold gaze when he gets up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night.

"By the way, why hasn't Yuanzi arrived yet?" Wen Shui changed the subject.

"Sonoko, she said..." Before Ran could finish speaking, the sound of the bathroom door being pulled open came from the corridor behind her.

Wen Shui turned around and looked.

Upon seeing Sonoko Suzuki, dressed in denim shorts and a sports vest, drying her hair with a towel as she appeared before them, they exclaimed, "Phew, a cold shower really does help you recover your energy quickly."

The fragrance of the shower gel permeated the air, masking the aroma of the food to some extent.

The cheap shower gel, which is usually used with warm water, surprisingly produced a pleasant fragrance after being filtered through Sonoko Suzuki's body.

Wen Shui couldn't help but facepalm, not expecting to find someone here who acted even more like a family member: "Why are you taking a bath in my house again?"

"Because it's hot," Sonoko Suzuki said matter-of-factly.

Warm Water: "Isn't it inappropriate to take a shower at a strange guy's house?"

"What does it matter? Besides, aren't we companions?"

Sonoko Suzuki walked over and placed her hand on the sofa that Ran had halfway moved onto. The neckline of her sports vest slipped slightly, and the tan lines near her shoulders looked rather alluring. "Is Nukumizu-kun the kind of person who would turn on his best friend?"

Wen Shui glanced subconsciously at her long, shapely legs; her wheat-colored skin, soaked in cold water, was incredibly elastic.

Sonoko Suzuki had just finished showering and her body wasn't completely dry yet.

As she walked barefoot from the bathroom, she left a trail of glistening footprints on the floor.

"Of course not," Wen Shui said.

Then he suddenly felt that his gaze was a bit unconvincing, so he added, "I'm not interested in you."

"That's unnecessary, take this!" Sonoko Suzuki tossed her hair like a wet kitten, water droplets splashing onto her warm face.

A more intense and pleasant fragrance, mixed with the girl's body heat, wafted towards me in a physical sense.

Ai Haibara immediately took out a tissue and covered her face with warm water, her speed was surprisingly fast.

The two girls with short brown hair exchanged a glance, and a spark seemed to fly between them.

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Help Xiaolan remodel the restaurant's layout to resemble Sherlock Holmes's house.

She watched helplessly as Ai Haibara cleared out a space in the wall that she wanted.

Wenshui finally began to enjoy the benefits of "renting out the venue to pretty girls".

Ai Haibara bought pork ribs and winter melon, saying that the mountain air was very cold, and even though they had only slept there for one night, it would be better to drink the soup to clear the cold from their bodies.

When the conversation doesn't involve topics related to lab rats, Ai Haibara really gives off a motherly girlfriend vibe.

After she put on her apron, her pectoral muscles, which were more exaggerated than those of most girls in the country, further accentuated her aura.

Xiaolan brought beef curry from home, which is kept in a thermos so it won't get cold.

Sonoko Suzuki felt a little embarrassed because she hadn't brought anything with her, so she offered to cook with Ai Haibara.

Xiao Lan, on the other hand, had some free time. She looked at the warm water that was being rubbed on her shoulders from time to time and asked, "What's wrong? Are your shoulders uncomfortable?"

"I was sleeping on the table just now, and I think I slept wrong and now I have a stiff neck," Wen Shui said.

Xiaolan suddenly said, "Let me give you a massage."

"Huh?!"

Wen Shui was shocked. It seemed that ever since the bandaged freak returned from the villa, the women around her had become even more aggressive.

However, when his gaze fell on Xiaolan's unmade-up face...

Her beautiful eyes, devoid of any malice, stirred a sense of guilt in Wen Shui. She probably just wanted to massage my shoulders.

Xiaolan said with a smile, "I often massage my dad's shoulders at home. As people get older, all sorts of health problems arise. My dad drinks every day, so his health is even worse."

Perhaps it was the guilt in his heart, or perhaps it was the provocation from Sonoko Suzuki earlier that had an effect.

Wen Shui nodded, turned around, and faced away from Xiao Lan: "Then I'll have to trouble you."

"Let's go to the room; it'll be better if you lie on the bed," Xiaolan said.

As soon as he finished speaking, two pairs of eyes immediately turned to look in their direction.

Sonoko Suzuki, holding an egg beater, said suspiciously, "You two... you can't sneak away, okay?"

"W-what nonsense are you talking about?" Xiaolan realized that her words could easily cause a misunderstanding. She blushed and glared at Yuanzi. "Wenshui and I have a purely platonic relationship. Besides, didn't I often give you massages before?"

Sonoko Suzuki blinked: "I was talking about the Slit-Mouthed Woman. We agreed to discuss it together, so you can't sneak off and discuss the investigation plan or anything like that beforehand."

"Oh, so that's what it is."

Ran scratched her head awkwardly. She wondered if it was just her imagination, but Wen Shui felt that Ai Haibara's chopping of ribs sounded louder than before.

After arriving in the room, Wen Shui lay down on her bed.

For some reason, even though he sleeps here every day, he suddenly felt a sense of unease, like he was going to a small cubicle in a Kabuki theater and having his body covered in essential oils by the staff.

The sheets and blankets were freshly washed and, after being sun-dried for a day, emitted a clean and comforting scent.

As she lay on the warm water on her pillow, she could vaguely hear Ai Haibara and Sonoko Suzuki talking in the kitchen.

"Didn't I tell you to crack the eggs? Why are you pointing a knife at me?"

"Oh, I forgot."

"That's chili powder. Are you trying to poison Mr. Warm Water...?"