Maori Kogoro's daily life in the science harem

"Just leave this to Grandpa and the others..."

"Ah."

Natsue Uzumoto forced a smile, nodded slightly to Maori, then turned and prepared to leave, but her eyes kept looking back at Maori from time to time, obviously showing a strong interest in him.

"and many more!"

Yumoto was obviously dissatisfied and roared at Xiaowu, "Since when has our Yumoto family's daughter had to worry about wedding matters? Don't you, a grown man, know how to do it? Bastard!"

"Xiao Wu! Come to my room!"

His attitude towards Xiao Wu was obviously completely different from his attitude towards Maori Kogoro. After shaking his hand, he walked towards his room.

When passing by Ichiro Usamoto, Gozo Usamoto took a quick glance at the contents on the drawing board, became furious, and swept his drawing board away.

"What the hell is that? Get out!"

Suddenly, the drawing board was scattered on the ground, and even the paintbrush was broken by Gozo Uemoto.

Ichiro Tsurumoto rushed over, timidly hugged the drawing board and huddled aside with his fists clenched.

"Xiao Wu, come here!"

As Uzumaki Gozo roared, Xiao Wu shrank his head and quickly followed.

Everyone on the deck breathed a sigh of relief after the old guy left.

"I'm sorry to embarrass you, Mr. Maori."

As Uzumoto Kitaro said this with a wry smile, before Maori could say anything, a domineering yellow-haired man stood beside him, hugging a woman with an equally defiant expression and heavy makeup.

"It is said that family disgrace should not be made public. Uncle and Ichiro are too shameful."

The woman was wearing a backless dress and seemed to have a good figure, but she was so worldly that Maori frowned as he looked at her.

Her name is Uzumoto Akie, the elder sister of Uzumoto Natsue. Both of them are daughters of Hatamoto Masakazu, the eldest son of Hatamoto Gozo who died.

The yellow-haired man is Usamoto Akiie's husband. He also married into the Usamoto family and his name is Usamoto Ryuo.

Usamoto Akie and Usamoto Ryuo approached Usamoto Kitaro and Usamoto Ichiro with disdainful smiles on their faces.

Yumoto Akiie spoke, her voice sharp and full of sarcasm, "Uncle Beilang, you've worked so hard, and you still have to worry about this useless son."

Uzumoto Kitaro smiled awkwardly and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. "Qiu Jiang, don't say that. Ichiro is still young and will have a bright future."

Uzumoto Ryuo took over the conversation and sneered, "Anything? I think that's all he will be in his life, just a useless painter."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the drawing board in Ichiro Tsumoto's hand, his eyes full of disdain.

Uzumoto Akiie continued to mock, "That's right, uncle, look at these things that Ichiro has drawn, how much are they worth? They are not as good as what Long Nan can earn by just doing anything."

Ichiro Uzumoto turned pale, hugged the drawing board tightly, and whispered, "Don't talk about my father like that."

Uzumoto Ryuo laughed, "Did you hear that? He's still defending his father. You're a loser. You can't even support yourself, and you still want to protect others?"

Finally, Ichiro Uzumoto couldn't help it. He looked up and glared at Ryuo Uzumoto, his voice trembling but firm, "Ryuo Uzumoto, you're messing around outside. This is really shameful!"

Ryuo Uzumaki's laughter stopped abruptly and his face turned gloomy.

He approached Ichiro Uemoto and poked his chest with his finger. "How dare you blame me, you wimp? How much can you sell your crappy paintings for? Can you still support yourself?"

Ichiro Yasumoto was speechless and could only lower his head, his face pale.

Uzumoto Ryuo shamelessly approached Uzumoto Akiyo and said flatteringly: "Akiyo, don't listen to what that kid says, I only love you!"

Uzumoto Akie glanced at Uzumoto Ryuo with disdain and continued to sarcastically say, "Ichiro, you should know yourself. Trash like you will only bring shame to the family. You even say slanderous words about Ryuo. I think you have lost your mind!"

Uzumoto Kitaro kept wiping his sweat and wanted to speak up to defend his son, but he was afraid of offending Uzumoto Akiie and Uzumoto Ryuo, so he could only sigh helplessly.

Ichiro Yasumoto finally ran away cowardly, with tears of humiliation in his eyes.

Mao Li looked at all this and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this is really a bloody feud between wealthy families.

Come to think of it, this plot seems quite familiar. Could it be that he is involved in the case again?

Maori turned around to look at the little kid who was eating the melon with relish, and punched him casually.

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Conan held his head and glared at Maori speechlessly.

At this moment, Usamoto Gozo's eldest daughter, Usamoto Mariko, and second son, Usamoto Shoji, heard the noise and came out.

Shoji Yasumoto was wearing a white suit and had a rather sturdy build.

As soon as he saw everyone arguing, he said, "Okay, okay, stop arguing and don't ruin the atmosphere. I'll make delicious Western food for everyone later."

Mariko, the eldest daughter of Usamoto Gozo, was a fat lady in a kimono. She said to Usamoto Kitaro, "My dear, just be patient for a while. Dad is old and won't live long. Once he dies, all the property of the Usamoto family will be yours."

She was not at all shy and spoke directly about what she was thinking.

Qiu Jiang, who was hugged by Yumoto Ryuo, sneered, "Aunt, I'm afraid you are too naive."

Mariko's expression immediately changed. "What do you mean? Do you know something?"

A smile appeared on Qiu Jiang's face. He leaned close to Mariko's ear and whispered, "I know a lot of things. For example, Dad has been in contact with a young man recently, and he is probably making a new will arrangement."

Mariko's face turned pale in an instant. She turned her head sharply to look in the direction of Usumoto Gozo, her eyes full of doubt and anger.

At this time, Uzumoto Shoji interrupted their whispers impatiently, "Okay, everyone, stop making trouble. Today is Xia Jiang's wedding, don't embarrass the family anymore."

Usamoto Akie and Usamoto Mariko both snorted coldly and dispersed, and the scene returned to calm for a while.

Kogoro Mori and his group looked at each other. Natsue Usumoto showed a sad expression and walked back to the deck. There seemed to be tears in her eyes.

"Ms. Xia Jiang..."

Xiaolan was a little worried, Maoli touched her head and said, "You guys go to the restaurant first, I'll go see her."

Chapter 119: Xia Jiang, the master!

Mao Li picked up two glasses of wine and slowly walked towards Yumoto Natsue.

He walked up to her, smiled and handed her a glass of wine, "Miss Xia Jiang, you seem to be in a bad mood, drink some wine and relax."

Uzumoto Natsue took the wine glass, took a sip, and sighed, "Thank you, Mr. Maori."

"It really wouldn't be very comfortable in this environment, Miss Xia Jiang."

Maori Kogoro spoke to Uzumoto Natsue in a gentle and handsome manner. Uzumoto Natsue smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Perhaps, this is my fate."

"What do you think, Mr. Maori? What should I do?"

Natsue Uzumoto looked at Maori, hoping to get some inspiration from this handsome man.

However, Maori just leaned on the railing, looked out at the sea in the distance, and said softly, "Let me tell you a story, maybe it will make you relax a little."

Uzumoto Natsue looked at Maori curiously, "What's the story?"

"This is a story that I only thought of after I met Miss Xia Jiang."

Maori shamelessly took the copyright of "Titanic" into his own hands.

Anyway, there is no "Titanic" in this world, so it's okay to say that you wrote it yourself.

Maori began to narrate, "This is a story about a giant ship and a tragic love story. This giant ship was called 'Titanic' and was known as an unsinkable ship. However, during one of its voyages, it hit an iceberg and eventually sank to the bottom of the sea."

Perhaps because he felt so involved, Natsue Yamoto listened attentively, his eyes twinkling, "It sounds like a tragic story."

“It’s a tragedy, for sure, but it’s also a touching love story.”

Mao Li continued, looking at Uzumoto Natsue steadily, and told her the story, "The protagonist of the story is a rich lady. She was arranged by her family to marry a man she didn't like."

Natsue Usamoto's eyes flickered. She knew that Kogoro Mori was talking about her, but the outline that Mori told her at the beginning had completely attracted her.

She put herself in the shoes of the heroine and murmured to Maori: "Yes, the heroine doesn't like the man very much, but she still wants to marry him."

"On April 1912, 4, the Titanic, known as the 'miracle of world industrial history', departed from Southampton, England, bound for New York, the United States. Rich girl Rose boarded the ship with her mother and fiancé Carl. Meanwhile, unruly and handsome painter Jack won a ticket in a gamble at the dock and also boarded the ship."

Maori whispered, and Natsue Uzumoto understood everything. It was obvious that Rose and Jack were the hero and heroine of the story.

Rose is herself, and Jack...

"Mr. Maori, there is no Jack here who can draw."

Uzumoto Natsue covered his mouth and chuckled, and said to Mr. Maori, "You are not based on Ichiro, are you?"

"of course not."

Mao Li shook his head, smiled mysteriously, and stretched out his hand to Xia Jiang, "Ms. Xia Jiang, please lend me your hand."

Usamoto Natsue curiously stretched out his hand and handed it to Maori. Maori casually dipped his hand in the champagne. With the help of his superb painting skills, he actually painted a beautiful face of Usamoto Natsue in the palm of Usamoto Natsue's hand.

"this is me?"

Trying hard to suppress the shyness of seeing Maori's fingers painting on his palm, Yumoto Natsue looked at his hand in surprise.

"Of course, beautiful Miss Rose."

Maori Kogoro bowed like a gentleman, kissed the back of her hand, and smiled at Uzumoto Natsue, "This is a gift from Jack."

"Oh...Mr. Maori..."

Usamoto Natsue felt like her heart was melting. This extremely romantic action of Maori Kogoro completely hit the mark for Usamoto Natsue, who was like a canary.

She longed for romantic love and the feeling that money could not give her.

And Maori created a story for himself, drew for himself, and had a heart-to-heart with himself on the deck at sunset.

What a touching scene it is.

Uzumoto Natsue was completely moved by this story. She asked softly, "Mr. Maori, what's next?"

"Then, Rose had long seen that Carl was a complete snob and was unwilling to marry him from the bottom of her heart. She even planned to commit suicide by jumping into the sea. At the critical moment, Jack hugged the young girl Rose, and the two young people met." "In order to relieve the girl's sorrow, Jack took Rose to constantly discover the joy of life. Soon, the beautiful and lively Rose fell in love with the handsome and cheerful Jack."

Maori's voice seemed to have a kind of magnetism. As he spoke, Yumoto Natsue was completely dazed. Looking at his handsome face, he completely imagined Maori to be Jack.

"Oh...Jack...my Jack..."

Natsue Uzumoto subconsciously stroked Maori's cheek and almost snuggled into his arms.

The atmosphere was already set at this point. Maori looked at Usumoto Natsue, who closed her eyes shyly, and simply kissed her.

"Well... this is my first kiss... Mr. Maori."

Natsue Uzumoto tried hard to cooperate with Maori's kiss, and her body became soft and hot.

Maori's hands reached into her dress and kneaded the whiteness of Natsue Uemoto's skin. She felt extremely happy.

"Ms. Xia Jiang! Dad! It's time to eat!"

At this time, Xiaolan's voice came over, and she seemed to be looking for two people.

Uzumoto Natsue quickly broke away from Maori Kogoro's arms. She looked at Maori shyly and said, "Mr. Maori, let's go eat first. After dinner, you can slowly tell me the story of the Titanic."

"Of course, but this story has not been completed yet. I need Miss Xia Jiang to work with me to continue writing it."

Kogoro Mouri looked at Natsue Usumoto with a smile. Natsue Usumoto nodded with a red face, and like a girl who had just fallen in love, she shyly ran towards the restaurant.

[Favorability of Natsue Ibimoto: 75]

Mao Li couldn't help but feel emotional as he looked at the rising favorability of Natsue Tsunamoto.

It turns out that little girls are easy to deceive.

"Dad? Where's Miss Xia Jiang?"

Xiaolan finally came to the deck and saw Maori standing alone in front of the railing enjoying the breeze. She couldn't help but go up to him and ask.

Ah... Dad is so handsome.

She thought about what she had done during the day and couldn't help blushing.

"Well, she went to the restaurant. I just wanted to smoke a cigarette. I'll be right back."

Mao Li smiled, walked to Xiaolan and put his arm around her waist, "Let's go back too."

Ever since they did that during the day, Maori has become a lot more unrestrained towards Xiaolan.

As long as no one is around, he will treat Xiaolan like his own woman.

"Um……"

Xiaolan also lowered her head shyly, allowing Maori to hold her waist and walk towards the restaurant.