I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

“Credit problem.”

"Yes, it's a credit problem."

Yukiko nodded in agreement solemnly.

Conan "..."

So you two are here to team up to fight me, right?

Chapter 671: Hibiki Eri attacks!

For Serabel, not to mention that he didn't even know Xiaolan's room number, even if he knew it, he would never have revealed it to Conan, a guy who obviously had "evil intentions".

What's more, he still has that kind of relationship with Xiaolan, which makes it even more impossible.

As for Yukiko... although she also loves her son, it is not necessary for her to help ask for a girl's room number.

Besides, in her memory, the current Xiaolan is still in a state of amnesia, and her impression of Conan is just "the child she knew before she lost her memory". To put it bluntly, there is not much difference between him and a stranger.

It is impossible to reveal a girl's room number to a stranger.

Conan pleaded again and again with a pitiful look, but seeing that neither Serabell nor his mother had any intention of helping, he finally had no choice but to give up.

And Serabelle also changed the subject.

"Come to think of it, when we went upstairs this morning, we saw you guys leaving the hotel and heading towards the indigenous village on the island?"

"Oh, yes……"

Conan held his cheek with one hand. He was already frustrated because he couldn't find out Xiaolan's room number. His expression became even more miserable when this unpleasant topic was brought up.

"We were originally planning to stay in a hotel, but that guy, Uncle Maori, ah~"

A sigh, filled with endless sorrow.

Yukiko, who knew her son's character, was immediately amused. Her intuition told her that there must be a story behind this. She immediately drank the remaining juice in the can and slapped the table to urge him on.

"Tell me quickly, what happened?"

"...It's a long story."

Conan glanced speechlessly at his mother who seemed to be gloating over other people's misfortune, and shook his head helplessly.

"Initially, we were planning to book a hotel online before we set off, so that we could check in directly after we got here like you, mom. But Uncle Maori insisted that he had connections and knew a local tourism promotion manager, so he asked us to give him the money and let him book the room."

There is a way

Getting to Know People

After hearing this, Serabelle basically understood most of it. There is a saying that goes "You can cheat half of the strangers and you can cheat the acquaintances half of the time." This is applicable to all walks of life.

As for the tourism promotion person in charge, he was probably talking about the people downstairs who he saw with Maori Kogoro and others.

Conan continued, "It wasn't until we arrived that we found out that the person in charge of tourism promotion had booked us a room at a farm stay run by the island residents themselves, and they hadn't booked a room at a hotel here at all."

Well, sure enough.

Having said that, it has perfectly confirmed Serabelle's inner guess. As expected, it was Kogoro Maori who liked to show off and take on all the responsibilities. As a result, the final cost may have been reduced, but the travel experience was also reduced by more than one level.

As I said before, the thing about farm stays is that there are good and bad ones.

What's more, Shenhai Island was in a state where no one was interested in it more than half a year ago. How good could the services provided by a farm stay that was opened halfway after seeing the trend be?

But since this was their own business, Serabelle couldn't say much and could only nod seriously.

"I feel sorry for you."

Conan rolled his eyes silently: "...If you really sympathize with me, tell me Xiaolan's room number."

As soon as she finished speaking, Serabelle nodded and added an international friendly gesture.

"That's impossible."

……

In the end, the question he wanted to know most was still not answered. After a few simple words, Conan left. He was called away by his friends.

It seemed like they were playing a treasure hunt game set up by a travel agency on the island. When they reached a critical point, they couldn't solve the puzzle and couldn't go on, so they had to call Conan for help.

Yukiko did not forget her original intention and went upstairs to touch up her makeup.

Since there was nothing to do upstairs, Serabelle simply stayed in the hotel lobby lounge downstairs and waited.

As we all know, every time women put on makeup, it requires careful polishing, so it took Yukiko half an hour to finish it.

When Cheng went back downstairs to the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, she saw that there were two more people sitting in the sofa booth where Serabelle was sitting in the lounge area.

It was Kisaki Eri and Xiaolan who had said earlier that they were going to buy snacks on the island.

At this moment, the mother and daughter were sitting opposite and next to Serabelle respectively, and the three of them were talking and laughing.

Yukiko walked closer and blinked, noticing the only remaining empty seat in the booth.

That was the seat next to Eri Kisaki, and her original seat was now occupied by Xiaolan.

This does make sense. After all, Xiaolan has lost all her memories of her past experiences. To her, Serabell is now one of the few friends she trusts.

It is quite normal for young people to sit together with their friends.

Noticing Yukiko coming back, Eri Kisaki turned around and greeted her, then pushed the snacks in a plastic bag and a paper box over to her.

"You're back, Yukiko. Come and try some of this. This is the local snack that Xiaolan and I just bought together."

"Oh, thank you."

Yukiko took it and opened it to take a look. The contents were quite simple and nothing new. From the appearance, they looked like octopus balls which are very common in Japan.

I picked one up with a bamboo skewer and put it in my mouth to chew. In other aspects, it was no different from those sold on the streets of Tokyo, except that the taste was very fresh.

Xiaolan explained: "It is said that the squid meat used in this store on the island is caught by the islanders every day and sent directly to the store for processing, so it is fresher than those bought in high-end shopping malls in Tokyo."

"Well, it's really good."

Yukiko held the fortune stick in one hand and held her face with the other, looking very happy.

At this moment, Kisaki Eri next to her seemed to suddenly remember something.

"Speaking of which, what exactly did Conan send a message to find me about just now? Did something unexpected happen?"

"That's not true..."

Serabelle wanted to blurt out the whole story, but after thinking it over, she stopped herself and looked at Yukiko who was eating heartily across from her.

However, Yukiko didn't care about that at all and just smashed her own son to pieces.

"Well, it's nothing. Conan said he hasn't seen Xiaolan for a long time and he missed her, so he wanted to come over and chat with her if he's free in the evening."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Kisaragi was slightly stunned.

Although she didn't know that Conan was Kudo Shinichi, with her intelligence, she could certainly understand what Yukiko wanted to express.

Apparently Conan failed to ask Xiaolan for her room number via private text message, so he came to ask Serabel and Yukiko.

As expected, Yukiko and Serabel also didn't tell him.

From a personal perspective, Eri Kisaki doesn't think that a seven-year-old child would have any bad intentions towards her daughter, but no matter what, this is Xiaolan's own business, and it is ultimately up to Xiaolan to decide whether to tell her or not.

So Kisaki Eri dropped the topic and brought up another matter.

"By the way, I always forgot to ask, where is your room, Yukiko?"

"……what?"

An exclamation mark lit up, and in an instant a big word "danger" appeared above Yukiko's head.

Chapter 672: The wives fight, Xiaolan wins

"It's broken, it's broken, it's broken!"

The view turns to the guest room upstairs. In the bedroom, the evening sunlight shines into the room through the window.

On the big bed in the middle of the bedroom, Yukiko was rolling back and forth with her arms raised high. The high-speed rotation caused the quilt that was originally spread on the bed to roll up on her, and her whole body was like a violent spring roll.

As for Serabelle, she was sitting at the coffee table on the balcony side with a cup of freshly brewed black tea at her side. Wisps of mist were rising from the cup and floating into the air.

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After about five or six seconds, Yukiko finally stopped her hamster behavior, wrapped herself in the quilt and lay down flat on the bed, tilting her head back and looking at the boy drinking tea with a tearful expression on her face.

"Bell, what should I do..."

"What do you mean."

Serabelle took a sip of tea and acted very calm.

But in comparison, Yukiko couldn't remain calm and nodded with tears in her eyes.

"What else can I do? Of course it's Yingli's side! Yingli said she would come to me after dinner to reminisce about the past. What should I do then, nya..."

"So what's the question now?"

Serabelle continued to drink her tea.

Yukiko became furious when she saw his nonchalant look and glared at him with her beautiful eyes.

"The problem is—you!"

"I?"

Serabell raised an eyebrow.

In fact, he knew very well what Yukiko was worried about, but since he had already told Aunt Eri, he couldn't let it slip in advance.

"Yes!"

Yukiko pouted and said confidently.

"Don't forget that we live in the same room and our luggage is placed together. If Yingli comes and sees it, won't we be exposed?"

"Then why didn't you just not agree to Aunt Eri at that time?" Serabel blinked.

"Is it possible? Hmm? Is it possible in that situation?"

Yukiko curled up in the quilt like a salted fish, raised her head and feet and fluttered around a few times to show her dissatisfaction.

"Eri and I have known each other for such a long time, and now we are traveling together... No, it should be that we just happened to meet at the same tourist spot. She said she wanted to come to me in the evening to catch up, but I said no. No matter how I think about it, this doesn't make sense, right?"

"A little bit." Serabel thought for a moment and nodded.

"So! Ah!"

Yukiko emphasized.

"What should we do now? First of all, we must hide your luggage, but the room is so small that there is nowhere to hide it. It is not realistic to open another room at this time. Besides, even if we find a place to stuff the clothes inside, the suitcase is still a big problem."

"I think we can do this." Serabelle thought for a moment and said, "Take out half of the clothes from my suitcase and half from your suitcase, and then put my clothes at the bottom and your clothes on top. That should be fine. Even if Aunt Eri is curious and wants to open it to take a look, she won't be easily exposed."

Serabelle added.

"It's not like Aunt Eri would ask to pick them out and inspect them piece by piece. This isn't a lingerie contest in the girls' dormitory."

"This……"

Yukiko hesitated.

In theory, there is nothing wrong with Serabelle's plan. After all, from a normal human perspective, no matter how good a friend is, it is impossible for them to rummage through other people's underwear without consent.

As for Eri Kisaki's personality, Yukiko had the impression that she was extremely serious. When they were in school, girls in her class would occasionally get together privately to discuss underwear in a low voice, but Eri Kisaki never participated in such discussions. She was simply not interested, let alone do something like appreciating other people's underwear.

But she didn't know if it was Yukiko's illusion, but she always felt that the feeling that Kisaki Eri gave her was different from when she was in school.

Becoming ~ uh, should I say, not so serious?

No, she is still very serious and always looks like the undefeated queen in front of others, but... it seems like something has changed slightly.

It's hard to describe the changes.

"But there's no better way." Serabelle shrugged, "Let's do it this way."

After saying that, he stood up and started packing his suitcase.

At this moment, Yukiko suddenly remembered another thing.