I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

"Long time no see, Hattori Heiji." Serabelle greeted calmly, and reminded, "And my name is Serabelle."

"Oh, that's Brother Sera. Sorry, sorry, I didn't remember it right away."

Hattori Heiji scratched his head and smiled as if he always looked carefree.

"But you don't have to call me by my full name. It sounds awkward. Just call me Hattori."

But it's no wonder that he couldn't remember Serabelle's name. After all, the last time they met was at the Suzuki Museum of Art in Osaka, to deal with the time when Kidd guarded the Egg of Memory.

At that time, both parties were focused on solving Kidd's puzzle, and Serabelle was a top free agent, so they didn't say a word to each other at all. Even saying that they knew each other was a bit of a stretch.

"Hattori..."

Conan was also a little surprised, and subconsciously called out the name Hattori Heiji that he used when he was Kudo Shinichi, but before he could say that, he remembered that Xiaolan was still beside him, and was forced to change his words.

"Um, by the way, why did you come here, Heiji-nii?"

"Eh? Me?"

Hattori Heiji pointed at himself, turned his head and looked at the chief of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters who was talking to Suzuki Jirokichi not far away, and raised his chin with ease.

"I came here with my old man. I just wanted to have dinner at the police station, but I was dragged here before I could even take a bite. I thought we were going to have dinner here, but now it seems that's not the case."

After he finished speaking, he put on a playful smile again and hooked his index finger at Conan.

"But it doesn't matter. Come on, Conan, lend me your chopsticks, Heiji. Let me nibble on a piece of sea cucumber and I won't eat it before I leave."

"If you want to eat, just ask the waiter for bowls and chopsticks..."

Conan complained, but still handed over the dishes and chopsticks honestly.

Sera Masumi, who also saw this scene, covered his mouth and leaned towards Serabelle beside him, lowering his voice.

"The chief is a very, very high position in the Japanese police system, right? And this Hattori Heiji is the chief's son. In other words, brother, you are also connected with the police in Kansai?"

"Not really, we just met once before."

Serabelle shrugged, indicating that the two sides were not even familiar with each other.

He turned his gaze back to Suzuki Jirokichi and Director Hattori who were not far away.

However, it was said that even when Chairman Suzuki came to Osaka in person last time, the director did not show up. As a result, this time only the special advisor Suzuki Jiro Kurokichi came less than an hour after the airship test flight landed.

The value of the product can be immediately judged.

……

The celebration banquet ended two hours later, at exactly nine o'clock.

If you are someone who has to go to work the next day, it is almost time to pack up, take a shower and go to bed.

However, Suzuki Jiro had already said that everyone could enjoy themselves tonight and not worry about so many things, so the staff of the Suzuki airship, who were supposed to strictly abide by the work schedule, also let themselves go.

Anyway, we come to Osaka occasionally, so we made an appointment to go somewhere nearby for fun before the celebration party was over.

Xiaolan and the others were not so carefree. They had just encountered biological bacteria threats and terrorist hijacking on the airship during the day. Although they escaped danger in the end, they were still very exhausted. They were mentally exhausted and just wanted to take a good bath to relax.

Switch perspective to guest room floor.

In the luxuriously decorated and extra-spacious single room, the sound of water gurgling could be heard. Serabelle leaned against the wall next to the bathroom door and looked down at her phone.

He was filling the bathtub in the bathroom behind him, and took the opportunity to send a message to Akai Mary in Tokyo to report on today's schedule and what time he would be back tomorrow.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

Just then, there was a knock on the door on the left.

Serabelle had just finished writing a message, clicked send, and then stood up and walked to the door.

When the door was opened, the girl with tiger teeth appeared outside with a change of clothes provided by the hotel in her hands, followed by Xiaolan and Sonoko who were in similar conditions.

As if she had expected Serabelle to be in the room, Sera Masumi showed her cute little fangs and waved without surprise.

"I'm planning on going to the big bathhouse with Maori and Suzuki. What do you think, brother?"

"I?"

Serabelle glanced back at the bathroom where the sound of running water could be heard.

"I'll just wash in my room."

As expected, Sera Masumi heard the expected answer and scratched his hair.

"Mo~ Brother, you are really stubborn. It is very comfortable to take a bath in a big pool. Don't you really want to try it once?"

"Nope."

A simple and clear refusal.

In fact, the reason why Serabelle doesn't go to the bathhouse is very simple. It's not that she is not used to exposing her skin in front of others nor does she have mysophobia. She is simply afraid of contracting skin diseases.

"Is that so? Okay, then we'll go first~"

Seeing that Serabelle was unwilling, Sera Masumi stopped inviting her again. She just waved her claws again and left with Ran and Sonoko.

He closed the door and leaned back against the wall.

Dude, dunk, dunk.

Less than ten seconds after Serabelle picked up the phone again, there was another knock on the door.

Because the interval between the two knocks on the door was so short, he almost thought that Sera Masumi had something else to do and had turned back.

Serabelle had no choice but to put down her phone again and walked to the door of the room.

But he soon realized that he had guessed wrong.

The moment the door opened, a mature and soft body came in with a fragrant breeze. The flexible arms wrapped around the boy's neck with precision like a snake, and in just half a breath, Serabelle was turned around and pressed against the door.

At the same time, the door was closed and locked.

The charming teardrop mole is close at hand, and the breathing sound can be heard clearly.

"Mrs. Suzuki..."

The kiss lasted for half a minute, until the second hand of the quartz clock on the wall turned 180 degrees and then they gradually separated.

Suzuki Tomoko kept her hands around the boy's neck, her upper body leaning back with her belly pressed against his, her red lips, moistened with saliva and looking tender and tempting, raised in an arc of joy.

She freed her right hand and raised it in front of Serabelle, with a ball of black silk fabric grasped between her five fingers.

"I remember you liked these very much when we were in the office... Bell, so I brought another pair here. Are you happy?"

Call ~

Slowly exhaling a breath of hot air, Serabelle said nothing more, picked up Suzuki Tomoko, and strode into the bathroom.

Chapter 225 Mrs. Suzuki has strong self-control

Water is the source of life for all things, so to some extent, it is human nature to like playing in water.

So the sound of water in the room continued until two hours later.

It was already late at night, and the clock on the wall of the guest room was almost between eleven and twelve.

The faint scent of shower gel filled every corner of the bedroom. In the center of the room, on the full-size bed that was big enough for three people to lie down, Suzuki Tomoko had a rosy face and closed her eyes with satisfaction, resting her head on the boy's shoulder.

This is a relaxation of the whole body and mind, just like a white-collar worker who sits in the air-conditioned office all year round and goes to the gym after work to sweat profusely, and then takes a nice bath. It feels so comfortable that all the tiredness seems to disappear.

As the head of the Suzuki Group, Tomoko Suzuki rarely has the opportunity to completely relax herself, so she especially enjoys and cherishes this moment.

The main light in the room was off, only the bedside lamp was on.

Under the warm and soft light of the bedside lamp, the two people on the bed were only covered with a thin air-conditioning quilt.

In the dark place where the light couldn't reach, Serabelle's fingertips touched the skin on the wife's waist.

Feeling the touch, Suzuki Tomoko bit her lower lip almost instinctively, then slowly opened her eyes.

Under the light, the indigo eyes seemed to contain a pool of spring water, reflecting the boy's face with a smile.

"So soon...you want it again?"

"Ah."

Serabelle didn't say much, but proved her intention with practical actions.

But Suzuki Tomoko stopped him with just one finger.

"I'm sorry, but I really can't do that tonight."

?

As her lips were tapped and she couldn't speak, Serabelle simply used her eyes to express her doubts.

Suzuki Tomoko withdrew her index finger, and there was a hint of helplessness in her smile.

"Because people's self-control is always limited. If I lie down again, I might not be able to come back tonight."

"Why don't you just sleep here?" Serabelle was puzzled.

"Well, although it sounds wonderful, it still can't be done."

Suzuki Tomoko shook her head.

"Normally, Nishino will come to me tomorrow morning to report on the day's arrangements. Nishino only knows my room number. If he finds out that I'm not in the room and missing, he will definitely mobilize other people to look for me, and then things will be very troublesome... And even if I tell him in advance that I'm in this room, if he comes over and is seen by other people living in nearby rooms, they will inevitably make some associations. I don't mind, but for Sonoko..."

She didn't say anything else, but Serabelle understood the meaning well enough.

“I have to say it’s really hard work.”

"Yes, sitting in this position, there are always some things that cannot be done as you wish."

After saying that, Suzuki Tomoko took a deep breath, flipped over and landed right above Serabelle, then dived down forcefully.

The moment lips touch teeth, the moment becomes eternity.

Like a dragonfly touching the water, Suzuki Tomoko quickly raised her head, used her little finger to hook the hair that fell on the side of her cheek to her ear and combed it.

With just this simple action, the redness on her cheeks that had finally faded away reappeared, like a rekindled ember.

But Suzuki Tomoko still restrained herself, lifted the quilt, sat down on the edge of the bed, picked up the clothes scattered on the ground one by one and put them on again.

Serabelle also sat up. His clothes were on the sofa near the floor-to-ceiling window on the other side of the bed. He reached out and grabbed them and put them on in no time, then turned to Suzuki Tomoko who was still putting on her clothes.

"Shall I help you back home?"

"…Yeah, it's okay, I guess we don't need it yet."

Tomoko Suzuki seemed a little moved, but after thinking rationally, she still chose to refuse.

She put all her clothes back on neatly, stood up with one hand on the bedside table, and tried to take a few steps while holding on to the wall.

He staggered a bit in the first two steps because of weak legs, but by the third and fourth steps he was almost back to his usual agility.

As if feeling a little proud of this, Suzuki Tomoko turned around and smiled gently at the boy across the bed.

"Don't underestimate your ability to hold on... Well, it's almost time for me to go back."

Serabelle called out to her.

"Wait a minute, I'll go out and see if there's anyone else in the corridor."

"That's true. I'll leave it to you, Bell."

……

A minute later, after seeing Mrs. Suzuki off, Serabelle returned to the room and looked at the spacious bed but had no urge to lie down on it.

To be honest, even after such an intense battle just now, he didn't feel very tired.

Perhaps it was because she hadn't gone on a killing spree like this for a long time, but after dealing with the group of red Siamese cats on the airship during the day, Serabelle felt that she had entered some kind of strange state.

It was a kind of comfort that was hard to describe, as if the blood in the whole body suddenly became unobstructed, and blood with extremely rich oxygen was circulating steadily between every blood vessel and every bone joint.

The feeling is not that strong. If I had to describe it, it would probably be similar to the first time Nura Rikuo transformed into a monster in Nura: Rise of the Yokai Clan.

It makes people feel that it is a huge waste to not do something else in this state but just sleep.

After a little thought, Serabelle pulled out the room card and left the room.

Anyway, let's go downstairs and buy a cup of coffee first.

Now we have come down to the lobby on the first floor of the hotel. Although it sounds a bit magical, it is true that even in such a high-end hotel, there are vending machines in the lobby on the first floor.