I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

Conan said with his half-moon eyes raised.

"I think the uncle was out drinking until very late yesterday. I didn't even notice when he came back. When I woke up in the morning, the room smelled of alcohol."

Oh wow.

Kazuha on the side continued: "Mirai is still resting in her room. After all, her arm is broken and it's inconvenient for her to move. And she practiced karuta a little late last night... haha~"

As she spoke she yawned again, obviously she hadn't been able to go to bed early last night.

"By the way, Lan...Where's Sister Xiaolan?"

Conan suddenly noticed that there seemed to be no news about Xiaolan yet.

I clearly sent a message when he woke up to ask if you woke up, but there is no reply until now.

"Oh Lan sent me a message."

The voice came from the tiger-fanged girl behind Serabelle in the room.

She was seen smoothing her coat and walking out with her cell phone in hand, showing the contents of the phone to everyone.

"She sent me a message around 7am saying she had a headache and would rest in the hotel for the day."

Eh?

Conan was stunned.

Headache? Do you have one? Xiaolan caught a cold yesterday? When did that happen?

How come he has no impression at all?

Chapter 570 Xiaolan's belly is slightly swollen today

The view changes to the hotel restaurant.

Since it was breakfast time, the breakfast restaurant was also open.

The breakfast room in a Japanese hotel is more like a cafe than a restaurant, especially in terms of the style of the tables and chairs. It is almost impossible to see a scene like in a Chinese restaurant where a group of people eat lively around a large round table in the breakfast room.

Basically, two or three people sit at a table, separated from each other.

Normally, four people would be the maximum number of people that can sit at a table, but Serabelle's group has five people in total.

Fortunately, Conan is currently in a relatively small size, and since they were all together, the waiter couldn't ask one of them to eat at another seat, so he simply added an elevated baby seat for Conan to sit in the corridor.

This way I was able to sit down reluctantly.

Breakfast is served as a buffet, and you can take whatever you want except for the limited amount of fruit.

The five of them each took their favorite dishes and sat back down at the table.

Before they had even taken two bites, Serabelle broke the silence.

"I was wondering if we should bring some back to Xiaolan and the others later..."

"Can it be done?"

He Ye was still very concerned about her good friend who had "lost her memory". When she heard this, she immediately looked up from the food and asked.

"But this is a buffet restaurant, buffets are not allowed..."

"It's okay, it's okay~ It's no big deal!"

Before the Osaka girl could finish her words, Hattori Heiji, who was sitting next to her, waved his hand in his usual nonchalant manner.

"It's not like we can't be flexible about this kind of thing. When the time comes, just ask the worker... ask Conan to say hello to the waitress in the restaurant. Then they will definitely think, 'Ah, it's impossible for a child to lie' and agree."

"Will this work?" He Ye expressed doubt.

"No matter if it works or not, let's give it a try anyway~"

Hattori Heiji shrugged and looked at Conan beside him meaningfully.

"Is everything alright, little Conan?"

"Ah...yeah, I see."

Conan responded perfunctorily.

It was clearly a great assist from his best friend, but Conan seemed a little absent-minded at the moment.

His thoughts were still on the fact that Xiaolan had not replied to his message since he got up.

Although I had a headache and might have caught a cold, I went back to sleep after sending a message to Sera Masumi at around seven in the morning.

And there was no problem with the person who sent the message. Theoretically, Xiaolan has not recovered her memory yet, and she has been living with Aunt Eri for some time, so the person who is most familiar with the person present is undoubtedly Sera Masumi, whom Tian Yitian met in the same class at school.

But no matter what, it wouldn't be too much to at least reply to his message, right?

Is it because I really didn't see it, or...

Conan began to struggle again.

“Cough, cough, cough!!!”

At this time, Kazuha, who was sitting next to Hattori Heiji, suddenly started coughing loudly, perhaps because she choked on the food or something. Sera Masumi, who was sitting opposite her, was so scared that she quickly took out two napkins from the box of free napkins provided by the hotel and wiped her mouth.

Even Hattori Heiji standing next to him seemed somewhat surprised.

"He Ye, are you okay? Do you have a cold too?"

As he said this, he moved slightly to the side.

"No!"

He Ye coughed twice and wiped his mouth with a napkin, then couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"I just choked on my soup because I yawned accidentally."

"Yawning while eating...are you that sleepy?"

Hattori Heiji was very upset.

He Ye continued to roll her eyes at him: "How about you try practicing karuta until one in the middle of the night and then being woken up at seven in the morning?"

"Oh, too."

As soon as this was mentioned, Hattori Heiji stopped talking and quickly changed the subject.

"So, Kazuha, is your karuta training going well?"

"so so."

When the karuta was mentioned, Kazuha suddenly became lifeless.

"If you say I can fight, then I can definitely answer that, but if you say how good I am, that's not necessarily the answer. After all, I was just a member of the zombie club. I only joined because of Mirai's plea. I never thought that I would be asked to participate in a competition of this scale. Sigh~"

As he spoke, he yawned again.

"I guess we'll continue training during the day."

The Osaka girl said helplessly.

……

In the end, with Conan's pleading and the hotel's accommodation, Serabell and others successfully prepared breakfast for Xiaolan and Mikuko, but Kogoro Mouri was rejected because he was just drunk and couldn't get up.

The scene switched again, and with the crisp ding of the elevator between floors, Serabelle and others who had just come up from the restaurant arrived at the door of Xiaolan's room first.

Conan took the initiative to help get the breakfast box, and he was also the one who knocked on the door.

Dude, dunk, dunk.

After knocking on the door three times and waiting for about four or five seconds, I could faintly hear footsteps in slippers coming from inside the door.

Then the door handle was pressed, and as the door hinge turned, Xiaolan appeared in front of everyone with one hand holding the wall. She was wearing pajamas and a coat, and her face looked normal, but her movements were a little difficult.

"Ah, everyone, why are you here?"

When Xiaolan saw Conan carrying breakfast at the door, she subconsciously frowned slightly and took a half step back calmly.

However, the frown soon relaxed when he saw Serabelle behind him.

The change in her expression made Conan, who already had excellent observation skills and had been paying attention to the changes in the details of Xiaolan's face since the door opened, feel puzzled.

Logically speaking, if a headache is caused by catching a cold, it is equivalent to a cold.

People with a cold should have a higher body temperature, which causes them to look pale but with unusually rosy cheeks, and their voice strength and tone should change due to respiratory discomfort.

But the Xiaolan in front of him didn't have the above feeling at all. Instead, she looked unusually good and had no problems speaking.

what's going on?

Is it because the symptoms are mild?

Just as Conan hesitated, Serabell took the breakfast directly from him and handed it to Xiaolan at the door.

"Masumi said you had a headache and wanted to rest, so we packed some up from the hotel restaurant."

"Okay, thank you……"

Xiaolan thanked him with a smile and reached out to take it, but paused when her fingertips were about to touch the lunch box.

"Forget it, why don't you just help me get it in, Sera-kun."

yeah?

Xiaolan went on to explain: "I don't have much strength today and it's hard for me to even walk. I was afraid that if I picked it up, I would accidentally knock it over..."

Well, that explanation makes sense.

Serabelle nodded and followed in.

"No need to take off your shoes, just come in."

After looking at him with a strange look again, Xiaolan turned around and walked inside little by little, holding on to the wall.

Hattori Heiji and others stayed outside the door.

When they arrived at a position outside the side door of the room, which was out of sight, Serabelle had just put the lunch box on the bedside table when Xiaolan, who had been waiting on the side, immediately stretched out her arms and wrapped them around him, and pecked the boy on the lips without any hesitation.

"How are you?" Serabel lowered her voice and held her waist.

"It's okay, just some muscle soreness."

Xiaolan smiled helplessly but happily.

"I went too far last night. I still feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach."

"Regret it?"

Serabelle bent down and returned the kiss.

The girl's cheeks flushed slightly, her hands pressed on her chest, and she giggled softly, like a little fox who had just stolen a chicken.

"I don't regret it at all."

Xiaolan thought about it and added another sentence.

"Bell, do you have any plans for today? If you are not busy, can you come over secretly later..."

Before he could finish his words, Hattori Heiji's surprised voice came from outside the open door.

"Huh? Mom, why are you here?!"

Chapter 571: Shizuka Hattori: A young and strong guy like Sera-kun will definitely be fine

In the corridor outside the guest room door, Conan and others were petrified when they saw the beautiful woman in kimono who suddenly appeared in front of them.

Especially for Hattori Heiji.

In fact, it would be fine if only Hattori Shizuka came here. After all, the mother and son just talked on the phone last night, and the name of the hotel they were staying in was told by Hattori Heiji himself on the phone.

But the question is, why did his dear mother appear in the room next to Xiaolan?

Has he arrived home as we said on the phone yesterday?

Not... this... huh???

Hattori Heiji's brain suddenly stopped working.

He stared at his mother blankly, then tilted his head slightly to look at the open door behind his mother.

"Mom, did you stay in this hotel last night?"