Ke Xue: Xiaolan delivers goods to your door at the beginning

Ikenami Shizuka's cooking skills were undoubtedly superb, and everyone sat together and happily enjoyed a hearty meal.

Tonight, everyone will be staying at the Hattori residence. The Hattori house is huge and very quiet; it's more comfortable than a hotel.

Lin Xiaofeng, Yukiko, and Jinghua discussed it and decided not to rush back to Tokyo, but to stay at the Hattori family home for a while longer and have some more fun.

Although the Hattori family house is large with many rooms, and everyone has their own room, every evening, Lin Xiaofeng, Yukiko, and Jinghua would gather together for a party, just like at their usual home in Tokyo. The change of environment made it feel even more novel.

In the bedroom, Yukiko wore Shizuka's summer kimono, light and airy, like a fairy.

"Yukiko, why are you wearing Shizuka's clothes?"

“Since ‘170’ is looking for excitement, then let’s go all the way.”

"You're so naughty!"

When Yukiko heard Lin Xiaofeng say that about her, she wasn't angry at all; instead, she smiled happily. Winning Lin Xiaofeng's favor was the meaning of her life.

"what about me?"

Chi Bojinghua's voice is clear and melodious, like jade and pearls, melodious and pleasing to the ear.

Yukiko was wearing a light-colored kimono, while Shizuka Ikenami was wearing a dark-colored kimono.

“So elegant!”

Yukiko was immediately displeased when she heard Lin Xiaofeng say that Ikenami Shizuka was elegant.

"Why am I considered promiscuous, while Sister Jinghua is considered elegant?"

“You can understand elegance in reverse.”

"To interpret it the opposite way? What does that mean?"

"That means... elegance equals silver charm."

"Oh, oh, oh... Indeed, Sister Jinghua has an incredibly lewd body; even I, a woman, am tempted by her."

Ikeba Shizuka wasn't angry. Instead, she said calmly, "So what? As long as Xiaofeng likes it, there's no problem."

Lin Xiaofeng said that he especially likes it, really likes it, and never gets tired of playing it.

Whether it's Yukiko or Shizuka Ikenami, Lin Xiaofeng adores them both, playing with them in all sorts of ways, wanting to be their playmates for life...

……

Because Lin Xiaofeng was staying at the Hattori residence, Toyama Kazuha had also been staying there for the past few days, allowing her to spend more time with him. Of course, being such an innocent girl, she couldn't imagine what shady things might happen at the Hattori house every night.

During this period, Shizuka Ikenami received a request from Osaka's Nikuri TV station to be a special guest for a karuta interview.

Ikenami Shizuka originally wanted to refuse, but after consulting with everyone, she reluctantly agreed.

On the day of the interview, the group went to the filming location of Osaka Nichiuri TV.

There was a platform built in the shape of a semi-circular stage, with various lighting lights, cameras, and the directing team providing real-time guidance.

At the center of the platform is... a karuta (Japanese card game) battle.

On the stage in front of the filming location, two girls dressed in kimonos were seen staring intently at the "card deck" on the tatami mat in front of them, with their hands on the ground. There was also a tape recorder playing strangely tuned poems next to them.

"Red leaves flutter down, autumn wind blows across Sanshi Mountain."

Snapped!

With a thunderous roar, one of the girls on stage, wearing a kimono and sporting short, light brown wavy hair, struck with lightning speed, knocking one of the many karuta cards on the tatami mat to the side. The force was so great that it even created a small gust of air, sending the other karuta cards around the point where her hand landed flying upwards.

Her opponent didn't even have time to react, and could only watch helplessly as she lost the first game.

"Oh? I didn't expect this lady to be so amazing!" Hattori Heiji couldn't help but lean back in amazement.

"If that slap had hit someone's face, it would have probably turned half their head into a pig's head, right?" Conan chimed in with his own comment.

"It's her..." Lin Xiaofeng looked at the girl in the kimono, who had an exotic charm and was very eye-catching.

At this moment, the person recording the match rehearsal on stage is none other than Ooka Momiji, whom Lin Xiaofeng had just met a few days ago at the Naniwa Gymnasium. Her opponent is a bespectacled, short-haired, twin-tailed, bookish girl.

"Miraiko is under a lot of pressure," Kazuha said with a serious expression, seemingly recognizing the bespectacled, literary-minded girl on stage.

Yukiko asked, "Kazuha, do you also play karuta? You seem quite familiar with the players on stage..."

"Oh no, I wouldn't say I know how, I just have a basic understanding..."

Kazuha paused for a moment, then quickly waved her hand, saying, "Miraiko is my classmate, and we're both in the karuta club... uh, that doesn't sound quite right, since there are only the two of us in the karuta club, and I'm just a zombie member, just there in name only. Anyway, none of that matters!"

She quickly shifted the topic to the other side, where Ooka Momiji held an absolute advantage.

"Miraiko's rival is named Ooka Momiji, a young lady from a powerful and influential family."

"That's it..."

Yukiko looked like she understood but didn't quite.

At that moment, Hattori Heiji, as if on cue, stroked his chin and remarked, "By the way, why does that kimono that Miss Ooka is wearing look a little familiar?"

"Hehe, yeah." Conan immediately raised his half-moon eyes in agreement.

Then the two best buddies turned their heads together and looked to the right as if they had something in mind.

"Huh? What? A kimono?"

Kazuha, who was standing on the right, had no idea what was going on. She paused for a moment, pointed to herself uncertainly, and then looked to the right after realizing that the person wasn't talking to her.

"Uh... what's wrong with a kimono?"

Yukiko, who was inexplicably the focus of the three people's attention, was even more bewildered.

Not only competition videos, but also rehearsal videos can be an important part of external publicity. And because they are not recorded and released in their entirety, they can actually be more effective in promoting the event.

Therefore, Nichiri TV basically treated the rehearsal recording as if it were the final recording.

Seeing that the rehearsal wouldn't end anytime soon, Lin Xiaofeng and the others moved to a rest area closer to the edge of the recording venue.

There was no fancy decoration, just a long table similar to that in a school cafeteria, with a few chairs on both sides.

It really was just a simple rest area.

As soon as Lin Xiaofeng and the others sat down, the person in charge of the program who had brought them up earlier immediately came over and opened a magazine in front of Chi Bojinghua.

312. Lin Xiaofeng's fondness for married women does not mean he is a traitor like Cao Cao.

The person in charge's fingertip landed on the open page of the magazine, which featured a picture of a middle-aged man standing next to a gleaming black sedan. He was tall and had a refined smile, giving the impression of a successful person.

The person in charge whispered a few words of advice:

"Ms. Ikenami, this is your interviewee later—President Achiba of the Satsuki-kai, the largest karuta (Japanese card game) organization in Kyoto. The magazine has information about President Achiba and his life story; you can take a look and think about the questions you want to ask during the interview."

"Understood, leave it to me." Ikeba Shizuka gracefully agreed.

"Thank you for your hard work, Ms. Chibo..." the person in charge said politely before quickly leaving.

Meanwhile, Kazuha, sitting on the other side of the table, looked at the two people still rehearsing on stage and couldn't help but show a worried expression.

"Miraiko...is she alright?"

Although the filming was just a rehearsal for promotional purposes, the competition was completely genuine, with both sides showcasing their true abilities.

Yukiko asked Kazuha curiously, "Kazuha, isn't this just a rehearsal? It's okay if we lose, right?"

"No, it's not for that reason." Kazuha hesitated, carefully choosing her words.

"Because there are only two people in our school's karuta club, Miraiko and I. Plus, I'm just an invisible member, I only joined to make up the numbers. I usually spend most of my time in the aikido club. So, in reality, the karuta club only has Miraiko as a person. It's the kind of club that nobody in the school cares about. If we can't get a good 17th place in this competition, the club might be disbanded by the school... So I'm worried that Miraiko will be too discouraged during the rehearsal and it will affect her performance in the actual competition."

"Oh, I see." Yukiko finally understood. The club, which should have been abolished, was being forcibly maintained by academic performance. In Yukiko's understanding, the club should have been abolished; there were no members left to begin with, so keeping it on was pointless.

Time passed by, and as the last song card on the stage tatami was knocked away, the director waved the clapperboard in his hand, and the rehearsal recording session came to an end.

"Thank you both for your hard work. Please go and rest."

Playing a game of karuta is quite physically and mentally taxing; Mikiko Makimoto was practically supported by a staff member to get off the stage.

In contrast, Ooka Momiji seemed much more at ease, both during and after the race.

After walking off the stage and putting on her shoes, she waved and declined the bottled water offered by a staff member. She looked around the filming area, and suddenly her eyes lit up. She then strode towards the rest area.

"You must be Lin Xiaofeng, am I right?" The girl spoke to Lin Xiaofeng in fluent Kyoto dialect.

"I am..." Lin Xiaofeng, sitting in the rest area, looked up and tilted his head back. Then, his head was pressed against a soft and flat abdomen. His upward view was blocked, and the girl's delicate features were completely hidden behind two large, protruding mounds covered by kimono fabric.

"Disgusting!" Ooka Momiji took a step back, protecting her chest.

"Ooka-san, what do you want to say?" Lin Xiaofeng turned around and looked directly at the blonde girl in the kimono.

"You say—my Su Baiyue (a type of jade pendant) is just copper (Father, I)—I simply don't believe it!" Ooka Hongye put her hands on her hips, desperately trying to convince herself, "I was at home, thinking and thinking, why did you tell me such a lie? Then, I figured it out?"

"Hmm? What have you figured out?" Lin Xiaofeng thought that Ooka Momiji seemed smart, but was actually quite funny.

"You secretly like me, don't you?" Ooka Momiji said confidently.

"Why would you think that?" Lin Xiaofeng had indeed added Ooka Momiji to his list of harem candidates, but how did Ooka Momiji know this? Logically speaking, he hadn't shown any interest in her. Could it be the law of attraction? People's thoughts always attract reality that aligns with them, or perhaps it's a matter of "what you think, you become."

"It's a very simple deduction. You found out about me through some means, and you also found out through some method that my white moonlight is Hattori Heiji. In order to make me fall in love with someone else, you deliberately slandered Hattori Heiji as a pedophile priest in Naniwa Stadium. And now, you've secretly come to the TV station to see me, which proves my deduction."

Ooka Momiji's reasoning was sound, and Lin Xiaofeng really couldn't explain it. Logically speaking, Lin Xiaofeng shouldn't know that Ooka Momiji's white moonlight was Hattori Heiji.

"Although your reasoning is based on solid evidence, your conclusion is incorrect. None of this was premeditated; it was merely a coincidence."

"Heh... it's just that I guessed everything right." Ooka Momiji blushed, then became insecure and said hesitantly, "In terms of handsomeness, you can't beat Hattori Heiji. Give up. My feelings for Hattori Heiji will never change. He is my first love, my darling."

Ooka Momiji didn't say this because she genuinely thought Hattori Heiji was more handsome than Lin Xiaofeng; rather, it was to vent her anger from a previous argument. Lin Xiaofeng had actually said she wasn't as cute as a little boy, when she was clearly the cutest person in the world.

Just then, Ooka Momiji's hands were grabbed.

"Miss, do you like my son?"

"Ah? You are..."

Ooka Momiji was stunned for a moment, and found that in front of her was an extremely beautiful woman wearing a kimono.

"I am Hattori Heiji's mother."

"You are Hattori-kun's mother!"

Ooka Momiji blushed, which meant that Hattori Heiji's mother had heard everything she said!

"Yes."

Shizuka Ikebab smiled broadly. She didn't want her son to become a pedophile priest. If this Ooka Momiji could correct her son's perverse habits, she would absolutely agree to the marriage!

Having said that, Shizuka Ikenami took Momiji Ooka's hand and went to find Heiji Hattori.

At this moment, Heiji Hattori was having a very intense conversation with Conan Edogawa.

Heiji Hattori saw his mother pulling a cute girl and wondered what she wanted to do.

"Mom, what do you mean? Who is she?"

"Heiji, this is Ooka Momiji, the player who just did the karuta rehearsal. Mom thinks this girl is really nice, and Mom hopes you can be with her."

"Mom, please stop causing me trouble, okay?" Hattori Heiji's expression collapsed. "Mom, do you know how outrageous your behavior is? You think someone is nice, so you introduce them to me. Don't you know how much trouble this will cause them?"

"Huh? But..." Shizuka Ikenami looked at Momiji Ooka in confusion, "Ms. Momiji Ooka, didn't you say you liked my son?"

"Yes—" Facing Hattori Heiji, Ooka Momiji suddenly became unsure if she truly liked him. Compared to Hattori Heiji, the person from before seemed to have captured her heart more.

"Um... Hattori-kun, Lin Xiaofeng just accused you of being a pedophile priest, that can't be true, right?" Ooka Momiji asked a question that really put Hattori Heiji on the defensive.

Heiji Hattori is not actually a pedophile priest; he simply likes Conan, who happens to be a little boy.

Just like Lin Xiaofeng likes Eri, Yukiko, and Shizuka... they just happen to be married women, not that Lin Xiaofeng is a traitor.

"No... I..." Hattori Heiji was flustered and didn't know how to explain. It was impossible for him to admit to being a pedophile priest. But he did indeed like Conan.

Seeing Hattori Heiji's hesitant expression, Ooka Momiji realized that Lin Xiaofeng really wasn't lying to her.

Then, she suddenly noticed a little boy who was observing them with a pure heart.

She bent down towards Conan, supported him under his armpits with both hands, and lifted him up.

"You must be Conan Edogawa..."

"Oh? That's me."

"She really is cute. It's understandable that Hattori-kun would like her. I never thought my rival wouldn't be Toyama Kazuha, but you, Edogawa Conan."

"Sister Momiji, I'm so young, how could I possibly be your rival in love?" Conan Edogawa was also too embarrassed to admit his torturous relationship with Heiji Hattori, so he could only deny it.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere was equally tense in the office of the Osaka Police Department Chief, fifty kilometers away.

A man with slightly dark skin, squinting eyes, and stern features sat behind a desk, tapping his fingertips lightly on the surface, seemingly deep in thought. He was Hattori Heiji's father, Hattori Heizo, and bore no resemblance to his son.