I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

It was only a six or seven minute journey, but by the time the two arrived, the temple fair was already packed with people.

It can be seen that the original appearance of this area is similar to many mountain villages in Japan, with a relatively straight mountain road slowly rising, and houses on both sides of the mountain road.

Even because of the terrain of Japan itself, you can see many such buildings even in Tokyo.

A more famous one is the famous Detective Slope that appeared in the movie "Between You and Me".

Influenced by the temple fair, all kinds of mobile food stalls have been set up in the gaps between houses on both sides of the mountain road, and criss-crossing red colored lights have been strung between the roofs of the houses on the mountain road.

Although they are all the cheapest plastic lights, no one will care so much under the cover of night and the atmosphere.

“There are so many people…”

Kisaki Eri glanced over and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

At the same time, he tightened his grip on Serabelle's hand slightly.

Without explaining her actions, she turned to her side and smiled.

"Okay, let's go for a walk. There are a lot of people here, so be careful not to get lost."

"Ah."

Serabelle responded.

He first loosened his hand and pulled it away, then wrapped it around Kisaki Eri's arm half a circle and clasped their fingers together again from the inside.

This way you will definitely not be pulled off.

The two of them walked forward while chatting through the crowd.

"By the way, Auntie, why don't you let your hair down or change the way you style it? Maybe it will feel more like a date when you were young."

"Young?" Hearing this, Hibiki glanced sideways. "Although I don't like to think too much, but Bell, are you implying that my aunt is old?"

"Nothing."

Serabelle rephrased.

"What I mean is that Uncle Maori and Conan seem to live around here. When I was chatting with Conan this afternoon, he told me that what happened in the hotel this morning was purely a misunderstanding because Uncle Maori entrusted the wrong person and booked a house on the island for them. It might be in one of the houses on both sides of the road we are walking on now. If they are seen..."

"so what?"

However, Kisaki Eri asked back.

Not only did she not loosen her hand as Serabelle had worried, but she pulled it closer and held it tighter, raising her chin with a little pride.

"I, Kisaki Eri, have nothing to do with Maori Kogoro anymore. So what if someone sees me?"

Serabelle reminded at the right time: "But Auntie, when you were at the hotel front desk this morning..."

Kisaki Eri's face immediately turned red, her voice suddenly became lower, and she covered her mouth.

"That's because Ran was there. Besides, if I didn't do that, everyone would be in trouble, including you and Yukiko. We can't make a fool of ourselves in a place like that."

"Oh~"

……

While the young man and the married woman were happily strolling around the temple fair holding hands, in a pub where the lights were dim.

Kogoro Mori was drinking alone, sipping wine.

The lighting in the izakaya is a little dim, and the furnishings are very simple, just like the mobile ramen stalls on the street. There is only one table facing outside for customers to dine, and behind the table is the proprietress who is responsible for providing food and drinks. At most, there are a few curtains hanging at the door to provide customers with a sense of privacy.

There wasn't even a small TV to entertain us.

Precisely because the conditions are extremely simple, there is only one customer, Kogoro Mori, in the entire izakaya at the moment, but it is not quiet.

Because right outside the door behind is a lively temple fair.

He sat at the table with his chin in one hand and the wine cup in the other, his whole body emitting an unpleasant smell of alcohol. Listening to the noisy coming and going of people at the temple fair behind him, he felt that the more he drank, the more depressed he became.

I looked up in the dim light of the store and glanced at the proprietress inside. What caught my eye was a round, plump middle-aged woman's face with a headscarf wrapped around her forehead. She was grinning so hard that she even had a few missing teeth.

Snapped!

Kogoro Mori covered his face in grief.

It can be said that he was quite desperate in all aspects. He originally asked the island's tourism promotion director to help him book a room, saying that there was a way to get a discount. It turned out that the discount was a discount, but the way did not lead to the island's luxurious hotel, but to a simple house.

Afterwards, he asked Mr. Iwanaga to recommend an izakaya with a beautiful proprietress. Note, it is an izakaya with a "beautiful proprietress."

And then... nothing happened. The result was that he was tricked into coming here.

Regardless of whether this wine tastes good or not, the problem is that you have to drink it facing a yellow-faced auntie all the time, this is really...ah!!!

Kogoro Mori was simply unable to describe the grief and anger in his heart, and the only way he could do was to turn his grief and anger into motivation and drink heavily, ton ton ton!

However, at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the door behind him.

"Then Bell, you stay here and wait for this to be ready. I'll go to that stall over there and pack up some. I know Yukiko likes to eat that."

Under the influence of alcohol, Kogoro Mouri's brain was groggy. He actually didn't hear clearly what was said, but an inexplicable impulse made him look back.

Blurry vision, blurry figures, but the feeling he had was unusually clear.

It was Kisaki Eri, and next to her... there seemed to be another man. The two of them were holding hands and looked very intimate.

"Yingli..."

Kogoro Mori subconsciously wanted to reach out and pull it, but the distance was too far to reach.

Then he lost his balance and fell off the chair.

Just before he was completely drunk, Kogoro Mouri only heard the exclamation of the yellow-faced lady proprietress.

"Guest! Are you okay? Wake up, you haven't paid yet!"

……

The temple fair was noisy and of course Serabelle didn't notice what was happening in the pub far behind her.

The snack stand where he was queuing was doing very good business, so in order to avoid wasting too much time, he and Kisaki Eri had to act separately for the time being.

A few minutes later, when Serabel finally got his share, Kisaki Eri also came back with something and handed it to him in an opaque paper bag.

"Here, I'll take this back to Yukiko later. Remember not to eat it on the way~"

"Oh."

Chapter 678 Why is Bell here with you? ! (Realistic)

As the saying goes, "Success or failure depends on Xiao He", the advantage of the temple fairs on Shenhai Island being run by the islanders themselves is that the ingredients are fresh enough, without all kinds of messy additives, and the main feature is green and natural.

The downside is that it is not as grand as the commercial plazas in central Tokyo, and you can basically visit the entire place in an hour and a half.

Even for those who are more picky, it may not even take an hour.

Neither Serabelle nor Kisaki Eri were picky eaters, but since they both came after dinner and it was already late, they would not be able to sleep well at night if they ate too much, so they just picked a few restaurants that interested them, tried them, and then went back.

So when the time was approaching half past ten in the evening, there was finally a knock on the door by Serabelle.

"Sister Yukiko~ Sister Yukiko, I'm back, open the door~"

“…Here it comes.”

The door was opened quickly, and Yukiko appeared behind the door with half-moon eyes and slippers on her feet.

Perhaps it was because the room was not ventilated after Kisaki Eri left, when Serabelle stepped into the entrance, the room was still filled with a faint smell of alcohol.

At this time, the blush on the face of an older girl had faded. She stood by the door, tilted her head and looked at Serabelle and the paper bag in her hand.

"Is the temple fair fun?"

"It's OK, just like that."

Serabelle answered while changing her shoes, trying to do two things at once.

"us……"

"us?"

As soon as the words came out, Yukiko frowned slightly.

Serabel was also shocked. He accidentally spoke too quickly and almost said "We brought some delicious food for you, Sister Yukiko."

Fortunately, it was stopped in time and there was still time to correct it.

Serabelle coughed lightly and said, "I mean, if you want, Sister Xizi, we can go together tomorrow, and here are the snacks I brought for you."

"Hey, tempura?"

Yukiko went to the mouth of the bag and sniffed it, and immediately determined what kind of food was inside.

"Okay~ But it's already so late, if I eat at this time, I will definitely get fat..."

"Don't worry it won't happen."

Serabelle directly gave advice using her professional theoretical knowledge.

"Whether you gain weight or lose weight, it changes in weeks or even months. It's impossible to gain or lose weight in one meal. Moreover, the calories in a serving of tempura are nothing when spread out over a week's diet. As long as you don't continue to overeat, you won't gain weight."

Eh--

Yukiko was stunned by what she heard and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

Although she understands all these things, is this the time to talk about them?

"Bell you idiot."

Yukiko took the paper bag containing tempura, then reached out and gently pinched the boy's cheek, letting out a tsundere hum.

"You should have said that you like your sister no matter how fat she gets. You really don't know how to talk."

So I saw her saying this, but her body was honestly holding the paper bag of tempura and happily running to the coffee table to sit down, ready to open the bag and eat.

Serabelle: "..."

"Then take your time eating, Sister Yukiko. I'll go fill the bathtub with water and prepare for a bath later."

"Go, go, go~"

In response to him, an older girl was holding a piece of tempura in one hand and looked very happy.

Nothing to say.

Speechless, Serabelle turned and walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

On the other side, in the bedroom, Yukiko quickly ate the tempura she had packed, until only two were left.

I have to say, seafood is really best eaten fresh. The freshness of the ingredients has a huge impact on the quality of the final product.

But it’s really a sin to eat so much so late at night. I have to do some exercise later to burn off some calories. Oh, and Bell must have eaten a lot of good food after being out for so long, so we have to exercise together.

Yes, let’s exercise together!

Just as Yukiko was thinking this while putting the second to last tempura into her mouth, she finally picked up the last tempura in the paper bag.

Huh?

As if being cruelly awakened from a beautiful dream, the strange weight of the last piece of tempura made Yukiko open her eyes again.

Is this one... a little too light?

As we all know, tempura is actually fried shrimp, and when eating it, you pinch the shrimp tail and swallow the rest in one bite. But when Yukiko held the last piece of tempura in front of her out of curiosity, she couldn't help but be stunned.

This tempura only has the shrimp tail left.

how come?

Yukiko was confused for a moment. Although it was possible that the tail of the tempura broke off during the production process, the prerequisite was that she had to eat another tempura without a tail in the bag.

But the problem is that it doesn't.

It can't be that the boss made a mistake, right?

In fact, Yukiko didn't care much about this tempura. After all, it was bought by Serabelle, and it was normal for one to be eaten on the road.

But she didn't know if it was Yukiko's illusion, but she seemed to see a little red at the base of the last tempura shrimp tail.

Kind of like... lipstick?

impossible.

Before Yukiko could figure it out, the bathroom door near the entrance was pushed open from the inside, and Serabelle, still with a calm face as if she didn't notice anything, poked her head out.