I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

"Brother, brother, what did you mean by 'women are sentimental animals that can be easily captured with just a few sweet words?'"

He spoke these words particularly loudly, with no intention of concealing anything at all. Instead, he raised his voice deliberately as if he wanted everyone around him to hear.

The Playboy was stunned for a moment. He noticed the strange looks from the people around him, and then he realized that these were indeed what he had said when he was on the phone in the coffee shop, and he couldn't help but get flustered.

"Eh? Ah... this, little brother, you... no, mine is..."

"Really, Conan, why are you running around again?"

Unicorn JK caught up at this time and was about to say a few words when he was interrupted again.

"It's true, Xiaolan, this big brother really said that in the cafe!"

"Oh, really?"

Unicorn JK subconsciously looked up and exchanged glances with Playboy, her face still filled with confusion.

Because she didn't know the other person at all, it could be said that she had never even met him before.

But Conan was even more confused. He had clearly confirmed the characteristics in advance: long hair, tied hair, all of which matched. Moreover, he was Xiaolan's date, so he should be a male.

But why does it seem so different now?

Just as the three of them were staring at each other in awkwardness and confusion, Serabelle suddenly heard an angry female voice coming from beside her.

"Conan, is everything you said true!?"

Chapter 13 Suzuki Sonoko

A girl with a headband and short brown hair that reached her shoulders walked out of the crowd.

The moment Serabelle caught sight of the other person, she said "Hmm?" in her heart.

It wasn’t because of how beautiful the girl was, or how good her figure was, but because the clothes she was wearing... were very expensive.

It is not expensive in the conventional sense that anyone can tell at a glance.

For example, when people think of expensive clothes, they are referring to branded goods, such as Nike, AJ, etc., and they must be bought from specialty stores and come with all kinds of labels and certifications.

But if it is a little more upscale, it will no longer be a brand that children can name by heart, it will be a little more niche, such as Swarovski, Givenchy, etc.

If you go further up, those brands may be ones that ordinary people have never heard of, but they are still at a level that anyone with money can buy, and they may be limited editions or something like that.

But the most expensive ones are those that are purely hand-made and customized by world-class workshops. At that level, they are no longer mass-produced or limited-edition mass-produced products. All sizes will be designed based on that one person, which means that there is probably only one such piece in the world.

And the girl with the hairband in front of you at this moment is at the highest level of all the above levels.

Although there is not a single label on her clothes, as if they were all bought from a ten-yuan street stall, the high-quality fabrics and the clothing sizes that miraculously fit her body perfectly show that everything is undoubtedly handmade and custom-made.

And most importantly, this girl with the hairband is about the same age as Zhenchun no matter how you look at her. She is still in the growth stage. The clothes she bought might have been last summer, but they will be completely unwearable this summer.

What kind of family is this when they have their whole body custom-made at the developmental stage...

"Conan, are you telling the truth?!"

The girl with the hairband strode forward with a dark face and asked through gritted teeth.

She should have had a very well-behaved and lovely face, but at this moment it was slightly distorted due to extreme anger, like a ferocious beast that was ready to eat its prey... well, a tiger.

"Well, Sonoko, listen to me..."

Seeing the real culprit in front of him, the long-haired playboy panicked for a moment and waved his hands hurriedly trying to make excuses.

As the saying goes, good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone. Immediately afterwards, the voice that Sera Masumi deliberately amplified rang out fatally from the side.

"Yeah, I said it loudly at the time, and there was something like 'It's those girls who were interns at the TV station last time. One of them was pretty good-looking. There aren't many girls that innocent nowadays.' Is that right?"

"Uh……"

The playboy's voice stopped abruptly.

This is very embarrassing. The inherent impression of children is that they are innocent and will not lie, so the credibility of their words is relatively high. And now there are other people testifying.

Well, dead.

Snapped! ! !

The next second, a slap with full anger damage bonus landed directly on the playboy's face, making a loud and pleasant sound, which even twisted his head.

A palm print with clear outlines of five fingers quickly appeared on that rather handsome face.

Miss Sonoko snorted coldly and turned away. Without any reluctance, she returned to a certain unicorn JK who was already dumbfounded, and complained angrily.

"Really? I actually agreed to date a man like this. I'm so blind!"

"Yuanzi, you seem to have scolded yourself with these words..."

The conversation between the two seemed as if they had known each other for a long time, and Unicorn JK twitched her lips and reminded him.

Well……

The girl with the hairband looked embarrassed and stared hard as if she was choking. Then the ice on her face melted instantly and she sighed helplessly.

"Forget it, forget it. Let's not talk about this anymore. Compared to Lan and the little brat, why are you two here? And those two..."

As she spoke, she turned her gaze to Sera Masumi, who had just spoken in support of Conan, and was stunned when she touched Serabelle next to the latter.

It felt like a wolf who thought he had picked up a piece of good meat but found it was rotten when he smelled it. He was feeling sad and regretful and was about to understand, but when he turned around, he found that there was a piece of better quality meat lying behind him. He paused for two seconds before he could finish the rest of the sentence with difficulty.

"...Do you know each other?"

"Eh? Well, it's not like I know you, how should I put it?"

Xiaolan hesitated for a moment. When a series of things happened in the cafe before, she went to buy the cake and was not there at all. She still didn't know what happened exactly, and naturally didn't know how to explain it to her best friend.

Fortunately, Sera Masumi spoke up in time to save the situation: "It can't be considered as knowing each other. It would be more accurate to say we just happened to run into each other, but that was ten minutes ago. Now, well, we can be considered to have known each other."

"That's it."

Ignoring the long and sad look of the playboy behind him who was talking too much and falling over, Sonoko noticed the school emblem on the left chest of the girl with tiger teeth.

That was what she had received when she completed the admission procedures for Teitan High School along with the school uniform and textbooks. Sera Masumi was afraid that if she threw it in her bag, it might fall to the bottom and get crushed, but if she put it in her pocket it would be easily lost, so she simply pinned it on.

"You are also a student of Teitan High School, an alumnus!"

"Oh, you too? That's really a coincidence. But I just completed the admission procedures today, so I'm a transfer student." Sera Masumi touched the back of his head and smiled.

"Freshman?"

"First year of high school."

"Wow, maybe we'll be assigned to the same class!"

Perhaps it was the righteous act of Sera Masumi who stood up for justice when seeing injustice that laid the foundation for her high initial favorability, and the girl with the hairband reached out her hand very decisively.

"Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Suzuki Sonoko. If you don't mind, you can just call me Sonoko."

Then she grabbed the still somewhat reserved Unicorn JK beside her, and also pulled Conan, who was holding the hand of the latter, over.

"And this is my best friend, Ran, and that's the brat Edogawa Conan who's currently staying at Ran's house."

"The word 'little devil' is redundant!"

Since they were alumni starting tomorrow and there was a high possibility that they would be assigned to the same class, Sera Masumi took the initiative to get acquainted with them.

"My name is Masumi Sera, and this is my older brother."

"Serabell is currently a trainee detective." Serabell said after thinking for a while.

"detective?"

As if she thought of something bad, the corner of Sonoko's eyes twitched slightly, but this unnatural feeling was quickly replaced by a bright smile.

"That's great. Actually, I'm also very interested in reasoning."

"Oh yes, by the way, the case in the cafe just now was solved by Bernie-chan!"

Masumi Sera decisively provided assistance to a trainee detective who was transferred from a trainee investigator to a trainee detective.

"So amazing." Sonoko's eyes were almost full of stars. "Yeah, although today is unlucky, the law of conservation of character is still in effect. Since it's almost noon anyway, how about we go out for lunch together?"

"Ah? This may not work. Sorry, Sonoko." Xiaolan looked embarrassed. "Because I had an appointment to meet my mother today."

"Oh, Aunt Eri."

Sonoko, who was a childhood friend of the former, reacted immediately.

Serabelle also said, "Forget it this time. Masumi and I just arrived in Japan from England today, and we have to go to visit relatives with her, so let's put it off until next time."

Relatives...

Sera Masumi glanced sideways slightly.

But there is nothing wrong with saying this. It's just that this relative is waiting weak, pitiful and helpless in the hotel room, hoping that they will bring lunch back. After all, my mother is also a relative.

"Oh, I see."

After being rejected by both sides, even Miss Sonoko, who is always optimistic, felt a little depressed, but there was nothing she could do as these were force majeure.

At the same time, a familiar female voice was heard from the crowd that was gradually dispersing at the store entrance not far away, with three parts of blame and seven parts of concern.

"Lan, didn't I tell you not to wear skirts in winter? Your stomach will easily catch a cold."

"Mom~"

When Unicorn JK heard the voice, she didn't even need to look back to see who was speaking. The syllables that came from the original human instinct just came out of her mouth without thinking.

Serabelle also subconsciously raised her head and took a look.

It turned out to be the female lawyer I met in the bathroom before.

Chapter 14: Getting Along with a Rich Woman (Happy)

Maybe there are just so many coincidences in this world.

On one side are close friends who were originally on a date but met by chance on the way, and on the other side are new friends who are like-minded and met due to an unexpected event on the date.

We had been planning to have lunch together to celebrate and wash away our bad luck, but we didn't expect that one or two of them had other things to do.

The former had an appointment today to meet his mother who had been away from home for a long time, while the latter had just arrived in Japan from the UK and would soon be heading to his relatives' home in Japan (as far as Sonoko understood).

Therefore, Miss Sonoko's plan of "The Three Heroes of Peach Garden have other intentions" had to be put on hold temporarily.

The view changed, and on the sidewalk 300 meters away from the coffee shop where the crime occurred, four figures, three big and one small, were walking slowly and leisurely in parallel. Cars were coming and going on the motor vehicle lane outside the leg-high guardrails separating them, creating a lot of noise.

"By the way, Sonoko, how did you get involved with that playboy? Have you kept in touch since you last went to the TV station?" Thinking back to what happened at the door of the cafe just now, Xiaolan was still a little bothered and asked casually.

"Ah? Oh, you mean that guy? No, he took the initiative to add me, and kept saying that he had to meet me, blah blah blah. I didn't want to come out today at all. Look, I didn't even put on makeup when I went out..."

Sonoko said as she pointed at her own face and moved closer to her best friend.

Xiaolan took a careful look and found that there was indeed no trace of makeup on her, revealing her bare face.

You have to know that in places like Japan, girls start putting on makeup from elementary school. This is not out of competition, but more of a consensus on etiquette - going out without makeup is disrespectful to others.

Even a well-educated rich lady like Sonoko went out without putting on makeup. Maybe she really had no feelings for that playboy.

"Besides, that guy is not my type. Although his face is not bad looking, he is too... greasy." Sonoko picked an adjective that she felt was more appropriate.

"Oil? What does that mean?" Xiaolan didn't understand.

"Emmm, in short, it means deliberately pretending to be very mature and knowing everything in front of women, thinking that you are very great, and wishing that there would be a spotlight on your head wherever you go. In a nutshell, it is the domineering CEO character in those silly and sweet idol dramas nowadays."

"That... is true."

Xiaolan's mouth twitched slightly.

The concept of a domineering president may be a bit lethal to other young girls who are not well-versed in the world. They may feel as if they have caught a rich husband. But for a certain young lady from a garden... who cares about his rich husband? A turtle is still a turtle. Even if it is gilded, it is still a turtle. If it is a turtle, it should just crawl honestly.

"Forget it, let's not talk about that unlucky guy anymore. I now think that Sera-san's brother is pretty good!"

Miss Sonoko suddenly changed the subject, her brows and mouth corners began to rise with joy, her hands clasped together and her face flushed, making it seem like she didn't seem like she had just been almost cheated by a scumbag.

Sera-san’s brother…

Xiaolan was slightly stunned. Her impression of Serabell was not deep at all. It was even not as deep as her impression of Sera Masumi.

After all, the two parties only said a few words to each other, and the latter was not the type with particularly rich and distinctive facial expressions that could be remembered at a glance.

Of course, this doesn’t mean that Serabelle has facial paralysis. Although he does have no expression most of the time, he is still quite different from the cold-faced murderous person of a certain Mr. Chu.