I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

Realizing that she seemed to have overreacted, Xiaolan opened the door completely and motioned the boy to come in quickly.

Click.

The door closed behind her. At the entrance of the room, the unicorn girl in pajamas leaned against the door with her legs together and slightly tilted to support her body. Her hands were pressed behind her waist in a reserved manner, and her toes were cutely curled up and down in her socks.

After changing her slippers at the door, Serabelle looked up and saw her like this, then she took the initiative to reach out and hold her waist, hugging her and tilting her head.

"Are you okay?"

"not bad……"

Xiaolan snorted lightly, seemingly a little proud.

"After a day's rest, I have recovered somewhat. Today, Sera-san brought all three meals to me. I am not like that person, who is so carefree. In the morning, he said he was going to help Aunt Hattori clean the dojo, but in the afternoon, he went to Kiyomizu-dera Temple... Tell me the truth, did you go on a date with Miss Ooka?"

"It's not really a date..."

A drop of cold sweat fell on Serabelle's forehead.

To be honest, the reason why he went to Kiyomizu Temple with Ooka Koye was entirely because of Hattori Heiji and Conan. If these two bastards hadn't insisted on asking him to help act as a middleman to contact Ooka Koye to exchange information, he might not even have met the latter today.

"Oh~ I see, it's not a date."

After listening to the boy's explanation, Xiaolan's expression eased a little, but her tone was still that of "Oh, so that's how it is. That's a great explanation."

She tilted her face and glanced at Serabelle.

"So you guys didn't kiss either?"

"..."

This should have been a question that could be used to save face. As long as Serabelle answered no, Xiaolan could just hum and say, "You still have some conscience," and then the topic would be over.

However, Serabelle chose to remain silent, contrary to her usual practice.

Xiaolan's eyes suddenly widened.

What does this mean? Does it mean you guys really kissed?

ah? ! !

"She kissed me once, on the Qingshui stage."

Serabelle told the truth.

"We kissed! On the Qingshui stage!"

Xiaolan was so angry that tears were almost welling up in her eyes.

"Are you stupid? If she wants to kiss you, let her kiss you. You you you...hiss~"

She was so angry that she stretched out her hands to pinch Serabelle's face, but perhaps the muscle soreness from last night had not completely dissipated, and Xiaolan bent over slightly, holding her lower abdomen as soon as she exerted force.

Upon seeing this, Serabelle immediately reached out to support her and took the girl into her arms.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's just sore."

Xiaolan snorted and didn't forget to bite him.

"It's all because of you."

"Muscle soreness is caused by the accumulation of lactic acid and should have little to do with emotional fluctuations..." Serabelle said as she rubbed the muscles.

"You're still trying to reason with me!"

Someone helped to rub her stomach, and Xiaolan pinched the boy's cheek again with her empty hands.

However, in this state she really didn't have any extra strength, her hands were as soft as cotton, and her tone was naturally soft due to her personality. It was more like she was acting coquettishly than scolding.

"Anyway, you should go to bed early tonight."

Serabell picked up Xiaolan and carried her horizontally.

"Have you showered yet?"

"Not yet...not yet."

"Then let me help you take a bath first."

"what?"

When Xiaolan heard that he wanted her to take a bath, she was stunned for a moment and then started to hesitate.

"This, this..."

"That's the only way." Serabelle shrugged. "You can't use your abdominal muscles in your current state. The bathtubs in this hotel are all traditional Japanese wooden barrels. It will be very troublesome to get in and out if you wash yourself. It would be better if I help you."

"OK then."

Xiaolan hesitated for a moment but finally agreed, and then they made a rule.

"Then don't come in there suddenly when I'm washing you later, if you don't want me to have to lie down tomorrow..."

"I know. I won't."

……

An hour later, the unicorn girl in the room once again interlocked her fingers with one hand and tightly grasped the bed sheet with the other hand. She rubbed her cheek against the pillowcase and was so angry that her teeth were itching.

He didn't come in from there, because he came in from a different place!

But I can't stop at all... and I don't want to stop...

Woo~ If this continues, Lan will become a bad boy.

Chapter 581 Xiaolan is fully developed

The first three days in Kyoto passed in the blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye it was the day when the competition officially started.

Since the competition starts with a one-on-one elimination system with 100 people on the same field, half of the people will be eliminated after each game, so the overall schedule is actually not very long, and only one day is scheduled.

But precisely because of this the preliminary round was scheduled to start at nine in the morning.

Serabelle and the others arrived at the Gaoyue Society's territory around eight in the morning, an hour in advance.

That's right, it's territory.

The Utaha competition is held on a mountain in Kyoto. From a distance, it looks very similar to many other temples in Kyoto, such as Kiyomizu-dera Temple, with a mountain gate and thousands of steps leading up, as well as various lobby and halls along the way.

If you look closely, you will find that the words "Gao Yue" are written on the plaque above the bottom mountain gate.

In other words, this entire mountain is the internal area of ​​Gaoyue Society. Normally, only members of Gaoyue Society can come here. However, today, due to the competition, it is an exception and is open to the public.

The morning breeze blew over the hilltops. In the huge square outside the palace gate halfway up the mountain, Serabelle Hattori Heiji and others stood at the entrance of the thousand-step staircase leading down the mountain. They yawned boredly and looked at the many tourists who were moving up the mountain in groups of two or three.

"I didn't expect so many people to come to watch the karuta competition today."

Conan was a little surprised.

Like Serabelle, he had no interest in karuta and didn't know much about it. He had heard from Kazuha himself that there were only two people in their school's karuta club, so he thought it was just a niche competition among a small number of enthusiasts.

But as it stands now, the number of spectators coming to watch the game today is at least half of that of previous Osaka Kendo competitions.

"Of course!"

Meimoto Mirai, whose arm was still in a plaster bandage, spoke up immediately.

Even though the other person was just a child, she couldn't help but correct him when she heard that her beloved karuta was underestimated.

"Karuta is a precious traditional culture of Japan, just like Kendo and Tea Ceremony, it is very popular in Kansai!"

"Ahahaha, really?"

Upon hearing this, Hattori Heiji narrowed his eyes, glanced to the side and muttered softly.

"But I've never heard that our Kendo Club is going to be disbanded..."

His words sounded a bit harsh, but he was indeed criticizing Mei Benweizi.

You know, everyone came to Kyoto together at first because they heard that she was going to participate in a competition. It was a good thing at first, but because of the suffocation of Miraiko, her arm was broken again, and Kazuha was forced to undergo high-intensity intensive training for three days, and she was locked up in the hotel without even time to go out and play.

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"But the Kyoto police really worked hard for today's competition."

Masumi Sera folded his arms across his chest, leaning against the stone pillar at the edge of the square, looking at the sea of ​​police uniforms in front of the mountain gate at the foot of the mountain.

To be precise, the martial law started last night, and this morning all kinds of security equipment from the Kyoto Police Station were moved here. All people going up the mountain must undergo package checks and contactless body searches before entering.

"Of course. There are more than a few dozen or even a hundred people coming to Gaoyue Club today. If something goes wrong with such a large crowd... hehe."

Hattori Heiji shrugged.

"So starting from last night, the Kyoto police issued an order to arrest Nagoro Shikao immediately if he is found."

"what?"

Serabelle raised her eyebrows slightly.

It all sounded right at the beginning, but why did the name suddenly change to Qing Luxiong in the end?

Isn't it already known that Nagoro Shikao has no motive to commit a crime?

There might not even be a possibility of crime.

"Ah, about this..."

Noticing Serabelle's reaction, Hattori Heiji couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

He nodded at Conan beside him, indicating that he should explain.

Conan was speechless and could only sigh quietly: "To put it simply, we haven't seen President Achiba since the evening of the day before yesterday. When we asked his assistant, he said he was busy preparing for the competition."

"Oh, I got it."

Serabell understood immediately.

To put it bluntly, it is because Hattori Heiji is the son of the chief of the Osaka Police Station, and President Achiha is a well-known entrepreneur in Kyoto. Precisely because the identities of both parties are relatively special, the Kyoto police must be extra careful about the subsequent public opinion impact that may be caused.

For example, you were accused of licking the hat of the Osaka headquarters manager and then directly expelled from Kyoto and even your household registration book was taken away.

Simply put, this is a question of stance and has nothing to do with facts, unless Ooka Momiji, the granddaughter of the former prime minister and a native of Kyoto, speaks up in person.

But the problem is that Ooka Momiji has been preparing for the competition these days and taking time out to date Serabelle, so she doesn't have the time to deal with all this.

On the other hand, although Xiaolan also doesn't like Meimoto Mirai's behavior of not considering the consequences and letting her friends clean up the mess when something goes wrong, she feels a little bit reluctant when she sees that Serabelle and the other two are chatting enthusiastically and excluding the former.

So she took the initiative to talk to Meimoto Mirai.

"Heimoto... classmate, can I call you that?"

"Huh? Oh sure, no problem!"

The girl with twin pigtails and bandages was stunned and answered subconsciously.

In fact, Xiaolan didn't know what to talk to the other party about. After all, she didn't know how to play karuta, so she could only pick some universal topics.

"Hamoto-san, is there anything wrong with your arm these past two days? Is it feeling better?"

"It's... okay."

It was really difficult to pronounce the word "good", and Meimoto Mirai shook her head in frustration.

"It's just like that. A broken bone will take a hundred days to heal, so it's definitely not going to heal in just two or three days. But compared to this, I'm actually more worried about Kazuha."

"He Ye?"

"Well, although her strength has improved a lot after special training, if she wants to get a good ranking, I'm afraid she still needs to..."

"Then why don't you enter the competition yourself?"

Hattori Heiji made another casual retort.

"Of course I want to..."

Meimoto Mirai was choked by these words. After hesitating for a few times, he finally fell silent.

I guess He Ye had a lot of complaints about her during these days of special training.

And it was indeed her own fault that things had come to this. If she hadn't been so hot-blooded that she had to go back and get the song cards...

"By the way, Lan, how is your cold?"

When it comes to the topic of physical health, Sera Masumi turned to Xiaolan and asked.