Conan: The Mechanic

"So you have a good girlfriend—" Heiji stood up suddenly, came to Conan's side at some point, and looked at Maurilan. "When you meet such a good childhood sweetheart, you must not let go! In comparison, that guy..." Heiji looked at Heye with a rather unhappy expression when he said this. "She almost killed me before she went down just now, and I don't know where she took so much gunpowder from!"

"Maybe..." Conan was about to say something, but Molilan, who had been locked in the center of his field of vision, suddenly turned his head around unexpectedly, and found Conan's gaze at the first time. "what!"

"Huh?" He Ye also noticed Mao Lilan's turning back for the first time, so he followed Mao Lilan's gaze and looked up. "Xiao Lan, you're looking at—"

He Ye's words were abruptly choked, because the first thing she saw was Hattori Heiji looking at her with an unhappy look on her face. "!!!"

"Uh..." Hattori Heiji was taken aback by this change.

"Idiot!" Kazuya made a trumpet shape with his hands in annoyance and yelled at Heiji. "You idiot idiot idiot big idiot!"

"You!" Hattori Heiji's mouth twitched, and in the end he didn't choose to curse back in the same way, but retracted into the upper platform like Conan who was discovered by Maurilan just now.

"This guy!" He Ye snorted angrily, turned his gaze back to Mao Lilan and continued the topic they were talking about before. But at this time, she found that Ma Lilan was looking at her with a slightly subtle look. "Xiao Lan, you..."

"It's nothing," Maurilan said with a little sadness in his eyes. "Just a little envious..."

Saying so, she turned her head again and looked at the platform above. "I envy you at least being able to be together and be together in peace."

"Xiaolan..." He Ye had never seen Mao Lilan like this before, and was a little surprised.

"It's okay, just pretend I didn't say anything!" After shaking his head vigorously, Mao Lilan's eyes narrowed into crescent shapes. "Come on, let's continue drinking!"

Right next to the two of them, Sonoko, who was just holding a drink that had been brought to his mouth from the beginning, scanned Yuan Shan, Ye and Ma Lilan's faces back and forth with ghostly eyes, and finally he could only shake it. Shaking his head, he took a sip of his drink.

……

On a viewing balcony not far from them.

"Huh—" Along with the gasping sound that he tried to suppress, Hotaru, whose clothes had already been removed from key parts, either actively or passively, lay on Fujiwara's body, who was also disheveled. "Hehe~"

"What's the matter?" Fujiwara, who was also breathing lightly, put his arms around her and met her eyes.

"Just think...it's very novel?" Ying glanced at the mosquito net that was pulled up next to her. "Although they can't see us in the dark through this layer of mosquito nets, it's quite exciting to do this kind of thing next to them!"

"I've been worried about your screaming just now," Fujiwara said half-jokingly. "Fortunately you have been doing the right thing just now."

"Yeah, I've been doing the right thing," Hotaru directly kissed Fujiwara's lips, and the two of them lingered for nearly a minute before releasing. "Hmm - luckily I have enough lung capacity for the necessary conditions, don't I?"

"Yeah," Fujiwara smiled and nodded Hotaru's forehead. "So, how about talking about other things now? Talk about parts and things that haven't been discussed before."

Saying so, Fujiwara lightly poked at Hotaru's chest—but because it was too thick, Fujiwara couldn't point it completely.

"Okay," Hotaru responded to Fujiwara's reminder, and then put a few knotted small plastic products next to it into a stretched out of the same product, and finally assembled it into a small ball. "Well, if it's just like this, it might not sink... Is there anything heavy that can be put in?"

"Well, this," Fujiwara took out a stone from a small potted plant next to it and stuffed it into the plastic ball. "That should be fine, right?"

"Hmm—" Ying nodded, then dressed her clothes neatly, then pulled off the mosquito net and threw the plastic ball out. "Well, just right!"

With such a soft cry, the plastic ball smashed into the Kamo River not far away after drawing an arc.

"I ordered a bottle of red wine just now, let's try it?" Fujiwara suddenly showed a scheming smile. "Although it's a tea house, no one has trouble living with money, especially in such a very famous and international place - a whole cabinet of international goods."

"Is it a lot of money?" Ying asked.

"That's not to mention," Fujiwara shook his head with a smile. “It might be more expensive, but it’s definitely cheap too.”

"Then I'll take your blessing," Hotaru nodded, watching Fujiwara also start to organize her clothes. "Is the cup ready?"

"Of course there is."

……

"Hmm..." Takeda, who reluctantly recovered from a drunken state, opened his eyes slightly, but found that he seemed to be lying on the mat. "what……"

It may be a symptom of waking up after drinking alcohol, and he felt a little cold on his right cheek.

After making such a moan, Takeda subconsciously turned his head to the right, only to find that Yuma was sleeping quietly beside him. "Uh!!!"

"..." Yuma didn't seem to wake up at all at this time, and didn't react at all to the movement around her.

This is the first time Takeda has looked at Yuma's face in such a dark night - when they were delivering the cake before, they were sitting in the Ferris wheel and there were some lights that could be reflected, but... It seems that it should be Kazuo Fujiwara Mizuka and the others brought themselves and Yuma in to rest, so the door was already closed, and there was only a faint light that barely penetrated through the translucent window paper in the entire room.

And now, she just lay beside her without any defense.

Right now, the two of them were lying on a bamboo mat that was obviously meant to lie down, and it was so close. Under the moonlight like this...

[Like a husband who wakes up in the middle of the night looking at his sleeping wife. 】 Takeda unexpectedly came up with this idea.

Takeda turned his body ninety degrees and quietly looked at Yujin's profile.

The girl in front of him is Yuma Okazaki, his girlfriend who is rightfully dating...

If all goes well, maybe she will become his future wife.

What kind of eyes do you have when you look at Yu now? Do you want to keep looking at her admiration like this, the possessiveness that wants to take her into his arms, or the dependence who wants to spend the rest of his life with her?

He guessed, probably all of these?

But no matter what proportions the emotions are configured in, Takeda just wants to do one thing right now.

Takeda propped up his body - although his body was not as good as Fujiwara's, it was definitely not bad, so any onlookers would be surprised at why his arms were trembling.

[She shouldn't have woken up, right? 】When Yuma was already very close, Takeda seemed to suddenly start worrying about this, and finally confirmed that Yuma was still sleeping.

After a little reassurance, Takeda's hand that was not supporting his body was already clenched, and even trembled uncontrollably.

Her actions this time are very bold - not only because of the action itself, but also because Yujin is not awake now, so she did not give any permission for this matter.

…………

"What?" Fujiwara played with the basketball in his hand and frowned at Takeda. "You say it again?"

"It's..." Takeda stammered. "How do you know if a girl likes you?"

"Me?" Fujiwara raised his eyebrows. "Isn't it okay to just find one, if you fail, why not replace it with another one?"

"I'm talking about how do other girls judge that they have a crush on you?" Takeda didn't seem to have expected Fujiwara to give such an impactful answer to him.

"You..." Fujiwara narrowed his eyes slightly. "Have a goal?"

"Huh?" Takeda's face immediately turned red.

"Really?" The corners of Fujiwara's mouth twitched slightly. "If you have this temper, I have a simple and rude way to deal with it."

"What?" Takeda was stunned~www.readwn.com~ When you want to do it, just do it," Fujiwara said indifferently. "If you have this temperament, it will never be too early when you want to do it. It's too late. "

……

[Hopefully what he said was right...] After hesitating for a moment, Takeda finally made a decision, and this decision caused his body to lean forward slightly.

The lips that had already been bitten due to tension could hardly provide any feedback at this time. The only perception he could feel was that the lines of the lips touched something.

It was almost a one-touch move, and even if it was just like this, Takeda felt that his heartbeat had reached its limit, and nervousness had permeated his entire thought circuit.

Like a thief, Takeda immediately lay down again, and closed his eyes again as if nothing had happened, trying to calm down the breathing and heartbeat that had just started to calm down—the kiss just now seemed to be aimed at him. A refreshing power was injected into his body, which made him break free from the tension, otherwise he would not have the intention to lie quietly like this now.

[If you dream tonight, it must be a good dream, right? 】

After about ten seconds, the corners of Yuma's mouth, who had no response at first, suddenly twitched slightly—probably because the light was too dim, even at the distance just now, Takeda couldn't find him standing above Yuma. When he was hesitating about whether or not to kiss, Yuma's face suddenly flushed crimson.

[In this case, everyone will be evened out, right? 】Probably realized that Takeda couldn't see her expression clearly in this situation, and Yujin smiled even brighter.

On Takeda's right cheek, a little crystal was flickering in the dim light.