I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

Having said this, Kisaki Eri seemed unable to suppress her inner melancholy and entanglement any longer. She raised her face and showed the young man behind her without reservation the tears in the corners of her eyes that were caused by the immense inner entanglement.

"Sera-kun, do you have any ideas?"

Serabelle also looked down at her: "What if I said yes."

"Really……"

A light of hope suddenly appeared on Kisaki Eri's face.

"real."

Serabel lowered her head and gently hooked the female lawyer's earlobe with her teeth, whispering in her ear.

"Just let her continue to doubt. Although it may sound unreliable at first, this is indeed the most likely and most reasonable method to succeed."

"As long as she continues to doubt, Xiaolan will keep making assumptions in her mind. She will assume that you, auntie, did have some kind of relationship with me. But once she makes an assumption, she will instinctively deny this assumption because of her trust in you since she was a child. She thinks that mommy can't do such a thing."

"But after the denial, she will take it a step further and make a calm assumption. She will start to directly assume that there is some kind of relationship between you and me, Auntie. How should I, as a daughter, face this?"

"This is a relatively long process. Xiaolan will gradually prepare herself mentally during this process until that day finally arrives."

"In layman's terms, the boat will straighten itself out when it reaches the bridge, but don't go too fast and end up capsizing in the gutter."

Serabel said a lot in one breath, but given his personality, he rarely spoke such long sentences.

But the female lawyer listened very carefully.

"Is that so? It sounds like it makes some sense."

Kisaki Eri nodded thoughtfully, and after about three or five seconds, she raised her face suspiciously.

"Why do you feel so skilled at this kind of thing, Sera-kun?"

"…Uh, is there?"

Chapter 303 Akai Mary: Rare

Although it was almost time for lunch, Serabel still left Eri Kisaki's office before lunch.

On the one hand, he had agreed with Akai Mari that he would be back before noon today, and Akai Mari had probably already prepared lunch for him at home.

On the other hand, today is the first day that the law firm of Eri Kisaki reopened after being closed for nearly a week. It is almost inevitable that there will be a lot of work to do. Whether I can have meals if I continue to stay there is another matter, but it will definitely affect Eri Kisaki's work.

So it’s better to run away as soon as possible.

So it was 11:10, and facing the still dazzling midday sun in autumn, Serabelle walked slowly on the streets of central Tokyo.

This was the first time he had walked leisurely on the street since he moved to the city center. In the past, even when he went shopping with Sera Masumi, they would drive directly here.

But it's not too bad. As the season officially enters late autumn, even in the most prosperous and bustling city center of Tokyo, the wind blowing through the towering buildings has brought a hint of coolness, and it has already had some of the power of early winter. Combined with the warm midday sun shining on the body, it is neither too cold nor too hot, just comfortable.

buzz~

The hustle and bustle of traffic in the city center drowned out the ringing of the cell phone, but Serabelle still felt the phone in her pocket suddenly vibrate.

If there are two short vibrations in succession, it means that a text message has been received.

But with continuous vibrations like this, it was obvious that a phone call was coming in.

Could it be that Sister Mary is urging me to come?

Serabelle thought about it and took out her cell phone to see that it was not Akai Mari calling.

It was an unfamiliar phone number.

Click to connect.

"Hello?"

Serabelle put the phone to her ear and blurted out the opening words of her business as if by habit.

After a second, there was a voice on the other end of the line.

"Hello, are you Detective Serabelle?"

what……

She sounds like a middle-aged woman. Her wording and speaking habits are somewhat similar to those of Eri Kisaki, but her tone is softer or more gentle and restrained.

Serabelle hummed, "Yes, what can I do for you?"

“Oh, that’s it…”

The middle-aged woman on the other end of the phone seemed to have some concerns. She did not reveal all her information immediately, but spoke cautiously.

"I am your client, I want to ask you, Detective Sera, to investigate something. I am in Tokyo right now. If you are free, is it convenient for us to meet?"

"Sure." Serabelle thought for a moment and turned to look at the commercial plaza not far across the street. "Then the time is 2pm, in the center of Tokyo. Is that okay?"

"No problem, see you then."

The female client said.

This was the last sentence of their telephone conversation.

……

Twenty minutes later, Serabelle, who had finally returned home after a day, stepped into the entrance hall and closed the door behind her.

"I'm back~"

Strangely enough, the living room was completely silent, with only the aroma of food filling the air.

However, just as he finished speaking, the sound of slippers tapping on the floor suddenly came from the kitchen on the right side of the entrance, in the direction of the dining room.

Then, a British girl with short light blonde hair appeared from the corner of the entrance and walked straight to Serabelle.

"I'm back, Mary...sister?"

The last line of Serabelle's voice rose with doubt.

Because when Akai Mary saw him come back, she not only didn't say a word, but also came straight to him and smelled him, and her beautiful pair of eyebrows went from frowning to relaxing and then frowning again.

"Didn't you do the laundry yesterday?"

"No... because there was a small problem and the conditions were limited..."

A drop of cold sweat of embarrassment fell from Serabelle's head.

Thanks to Mary Akai's teachings since childhood, he is actually a relatively clean person. His usual requirement for clothes is that they must smell of detergent when he wears them, which means that the clothes have been washed and not worn yet.

But the conditions of the hotel he stayed in last night did not allow him to do his laundry freely, so what he wore today were actually yesterday's dirty clothes.

Not to mention how dirty or smelly it is, at least the nice fresh-washing scent of laundry detergent is definitely gone.

"I'll take a shower after dinner..."

"Going right now."

Mary Akai said firmly, leaving no room for Serabelle to refuse.

The cold sweat on Serabelle's head increased from one drop to two drops.

"But the food will get cold..."

“Just reheat it.”

Mary Akai's attitude remains firm.

Serabelle had no choice but to obey.

"Okay, I'll go wash it now..."

But just as he was about to go back to his room to get some change of clothes, Akai Mary called him again.

"Wait a minute, eat this first."

"what?"

Turning around, I saw Akai Mary coming out of the kitchen with a set of bowls and chopsticks. In the bowl was a roasted chicken leg that had just been freshly taken out of the air fryer.

Wait, grilled chicken legs?

Serabel was a little surprised. If he remembered correctly, Akai Mari always hated fried or grilled food. She just thought that eating too much of it was unhealthy and bad for the body. Under normal circumstances, she would not take the initiative to give it to him and Sera Masumi.

But today, for the first time ever, I did it myself?

And it looks quite big. Even as a belly pad for bathing before lunch, it seems a bit too much.

Serabelle took the dishes subconsciously, still a little bit unbelieving: "Sister Mary... did you do this?"

"Well, try it. There are still a few in the pot."

The British girl nodded calmly, her eyes never leaving her gaze on Serabelle's lips.

Never mind, just eat it.

Serabelle took a tentative bite.

Well~ I have to say, it’s quite good. The whole roasted chicken leg is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and it’s marinated just right.

"Is it tasty?"

"delicious."

"That's good."

Watching the boy calmly as he quickly finished the roasted chicken leg in the bowl, Akai Mary took the bowl with only a chicken leg bone left and raised her chin towards the bathroom.

"Go take a shower."

"Oh……"

Serabelle turned and left.

About two minutes later, as the light in the bathroom was turned on, the sound of dripping rain came from inside the bathroom door, and the British girl in the living room finally exposed her true purpose.

She walked slowly towards the bathroom, each step was slow, but with each step a piece of clothing would slip off her body.

From coats to shirts, then trousers, and finally bras and underwear.

By the time Akai Mary arrived at the bathroom door, she was no longer wearing anything extra. Her snow-white skin was exposed to the air over a large area. Her slightly tender but well-proportioned curves were like the most perfect sculpture.

After a brief pause, she pushed open the bathroom door and walked in, then skillfully closed the door with her backhand.

After all, chicken legs are not eaten for free.

Chapter 304 Ikebo Shizuka

Since the exercise after meals became exercise before meals, Serabelle's lunch time had to be postponed for more than an hour.

One big chicken drumstick lasts just over an hour, which is really reasonable.

As time went by and the midday sun outside the window turned to a slight westward slant, the time on the clock on the wall of the living room in the apartment also changed from 11:30 when Serabelle just came back to 1:30 in the blink of an eye.

In the kitchen, Serabelle stood by the sink next to Akai Mari.

After Mary Akai finished washing the dishes, he took the washed dishes and rinsed them under the faucet, then put them all on the dish rack.

"Are you going out later?"

The aftertaste of emotion still lingered on the fair cheeks of the British girl, and she glanced at her side and asked.

"Oh, yes."

Serabelle, who was washing the dishes, nodded.

"I received a call on the way back this morning. A new client asked me to meet him in the center of Tokyo this afternoon. He said he had something to discuss."

"Client? When?"

Upon hearing that it was about work, Akai Mary's tone instantly became calm.

"Two o'clock." Serabelle shrugged. "No hurry, there's still half an hour. We can wash the dishes before leaving."

"It's too late. Isn't it almost two o'clock?"

Akai Mary turned her head to check the time and frowned again.

"You go first. I can wash these dishes by myself. Don't be careless about work. It's better to arrive early than to be anxious and impatient when you are almost late. Go ahead, leave it to me."