I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

This time Tomoko Suzuki didn't even wait for the car to start. She took off her shoes as soon as she got into the seat, stretched her toes covered in black stockings through the middle of the seat, and began to trace the boy's calves through his trouser legs.

That circuitous movement seemed to treat the calf as a "calf".

Serabel glanced at her speechlessly, and what she responded to was Mrs. Suzuki's slightly proud and provocative look.

After thinking for a moment, Serabel stopped coddling her, and simply used the backpack on her legs to reach her right hand along the back of the chair into the seat next to her.

"Um……"

Feeling the clear five-finger touch from below, Suzuki Tomoko suddenly blushed, pursed her lips, and straightened her waist slightly.

Very sensitive.

However, just when Serabel was about to increase his strength, a vibration from his pocket forced him to stop.

He pulled back his right hand and took out his cell phone. It was actually a call from Yukiko.

Less than a second after I clicked the button and put it to my ear, a sound like a jet engine from an older girl suddenly came from the phone.

"Hey hey hey hey hey! When will you come back from Izu!!!"?

Chapter 197 Playing too much in the car

It was afternoon when we got on the bus, and the sun was setting when we got off.

As the bus traveling from Izu to Tokyo stopped at the platform on the roadside of Yoneka Town, Serabel and others concluded their last trip this summer.

After getting off the air-conditioned bus, although the weather forecast on the mobile phone said that today's temperature has passed the peak, as long as you step on the asphalt road that has been exposed to the sun for a day, you will understand that the heat wave is still there.

"Wow~ It's so hot, so hot. Is the car here?"

Sonoko complained loudly as soon as she got off the car, and at the same time, she turned around and started looking around.

Soon, not far in front of the bus stop, a black limousine with the Suzuki Consortium logo on it parked quietly on the roadside and came into view.

"Oh, I found it."

In fact, according to the traffic law, parking is not allowed in places like this to avoid affecting public transportation. However, it seems that the car has just stopped, so no traffic police have come to post a note yet.

As the saying goes, princes are as guilty as common people when they break the law. Even cars owned by the Suzuki Consortium cannot be parked haphazardly in violation of traffic laws for no reason. Once caught by the traffic police, they will still have to pay a fine.

It's not serious, but it's still troublesome.

In order to avoid trouble, Suzuki Tomoko no longer planned to waste time, raised her chin and urged.

"Okay, Yuanzi Xiaolan, you all should get in the car quickly, so as not to be seen by the patrolling traffic police officers later."

So Sonoko, Xiaolan, and three others, including Conan, swarmed into the Suzuki family's car and returned to the embrace of air conditioning.

Except for Serabel, he still stood where he was.

Tomoko Suzuki cast a questioning look: "What's wrong, Sera-kun, why don't you get in the car?"

"Well, I won't."

Serabel waved her claws with determination, her tone as calm as ever, like an electrocardiogram after failed rescue.

"The place where I live now is in Aipido Town. If you want to send me back, it will be a big circle and it won't be smooth at all. Besides, even if I get back to the Aipido Hotel, I will have to go somewhere else later. , that’s it.”

"That's right."

As if she had thought of something, Suzuki Tomoko no longer forced herself. She said something meaningful, nodded gently, and prepared to get in the car and leave.

However, the moment she turned around, as if she suddenly lost strength in her legs, Tomoko Suzuki stumbled forward and was about to fall down.

Fortunately, Serabel reacted in time at the critical moment and quickly grabbed her from the side.

"Are you okay, Mrs. Suzuki?"

"fine……"

Suzuki Tomoko stabilized her body and stood up again. She looked down at the hand on her arm, pursed her lips and smiled silently, then raised her head and rolled her eyes at Serabel.

It's not fierce at all, but gives people a charming feeling.

"Okay, it's almost time for me to leave."

"See you."

It wasn't until she watched Tomoko Suzuki get into the car and leave that Serabel held her chin in deep thought.

Did you really go too far in secretly playing in the car just now...

Forget it, no matter so much, there is one more thing to do next.

……

Ding-dong-

In the blink of an eye, the time came to 25:21 pm. Half an hour after Serabel and others returned to Tokyo, a clear and sweet doorbell rang at Kudo's house at No. [-], Yoneka-cho [-]-chome.

"Uh~"

Yukiko, who was lying on the sofa bored and checking her phone from time to time, checked the time when she heard the voice coming from the entrance. She sighed deeply and completely, feeling quite like the loneliness she felt after sitting on the Immortal Mountain for hundreds of years every time she saw a living person. .

However, after a second's pause, Yukiko sat up from the sofa like a carp, jumped off the floor and ran to the door with bare feet, picked up the microphone and connected it to imitate the AI ​​sound.

"Hello, this is Kudo Residence. The owner of the residence is not at home at the moment. If you have any questions, please leave a message. Please call directly for express delivery. Please put newspapers in the mailbox at the door. To sell fried chicken, please go directly to the Agasa Residence next door. Thank you for your cooperation..."

Before he could finish his words, the boy's voice came from the microphone.

"Okay, then I'll go back."

!! ?

For an instant, a pair of big exclamation marks appeared on Yukiko's head, and then her voice suddenly increased an octave.

"Wait! Come back!"

Ten seconds later, as the door of Kudo's house opened, Serabel walked in from the outside carrying a large bag of things.

Yukiko stared at the package in his hand.

"I have a question, what is this?"

"?"

Serabel looked down and said oh.

"I just asked Yukiko-sama last night if you wanted to bring Izu specialties. I went to buy them all before I came back this morning."

"Local special product."

Somehow, when she mentioned this, Yukiko suddenly accentuated her pronunciation and even gritted her teeth a bit.

She took the package from Serabel's hand and put it down, pulling the boy to the sofa and sitting down.

"……What's wrong?"

Serabel looked confused.

But Yukiko just got closer and closer, and the smile on her face became more and more devilish, which perfectly interpreted the words "smile hidden in the sword".

"Can you please explain to my sister, Bell, why you didn't reply to her message last night?"

What do you mean by not replying to messages?

Serabel was even more confused. She turned around and looked at the large bag of Izu specialties placed by the entrance door. She thought to herself how she could have bought those things if she didn't reply. It's not necessarily possible to telepathize hundreds of kilometers away. Bar.

"Ah, yes, you are back." Yukiko's smile became darker, "It was just more than three hours later."

Before Serabel could speak, she once again predicted and interrupted the spell casting in advance.

"Don't say you went out to the night market at night without checking your phone. I checked the weather in Izu yesterday. It rained from the evening until late at night except for dinner. You don't necessarily have to go out to the night market in the heavy rain, right? ?”

Well, this is indeed not the case...

Serabel said to her heart.

And as if some kind of mode had been activated, Yukiko began to reason wildly.

"Heavy rain means you can't go out. If you can't go out, you can only stay in the hotel. Staying in the hotel for more than three hours without replying to messages shows that you are doing something quite devoted. Well, in this way, the case is solved... ...Bell, you went to have sex with that little girl from the Suzuki family last night, right?"

"No……"

"No?"

"Not really."

After repeated interrogations, no flaws were found, and Serabel's eyes and tone were all sincere. Yukiko was forced to give up and exit the detective mode after a few rounds of attempts.

"Forget it, I believe you, but I still have to settle the debt for beating my sister so hard for more than three hours."

Without giving Serabel a chance to speak, the older girl magically took out an invitation from behind with a rather classical style and stuffed it in front of the former.

"As compensation, why don't you accompany your sister to this place?"?

Chapter 198 Yukiko: Is it reasonable to be so thin after saving for three days?

Because Yukiko was too close, Serabel was forced to zoom away a little before she could see the words on the invitation clearly.

"Akira Sakemaki...the film director...a memorial service?"

"That's right~"

Yukiko hummed playfully, then swiped the invitation away from the boy.

"Today is Sunday. If there is time, it will be held next Friday at the venue on the twelfth floor of the Cupido Hotel."

After all, it is one of the best hotels in Tokyo, so there is nothing wrong with hosting Akira Sakemaki's memorial service for a deceased celebrity.

And based on Sarabell's understanding of memorial services, although this thing is called a memorial service, it is essentially a high-society themed dance.

For example, if a well-known movie star dies, everyone will hold a memorial service. At the banquet, they will show some of his less famous but interesting movies, or those that were produced but not released in time, and you can eat and drink while watching them. Drink.

All in all, the atmosphere was quite joyful, and it was not at all like it looked like the whole hall would be filled with people playing suona.

"Are you going to participate in this?" Serabel touched her chin.

To be fair, this so-called memorial service has no meaning in his opinion. Although it is mainly under the banner of Akira Sakemaki, most of the people invited to the memorial service may not have any respect for Akira Sakemaki at all. Not even catching a cold.

Some may not even have heard of it.

It doesn’t matter whether the guest is a true fan of the theme artist, only his or her class in society.

To put it bluntly, it is just the self-pleasure of the upper class circle.

"Well, sister, I am actually not interested in this director Akira Sakemaki, but you have to know that I have been away from acting for almost 20 years, and I can still receive invitations after nearly 20 years. Do you understand what gold content is? !”

Yukiko gave a hearty meal, then turned sideways and reached for the phone from the coffee table in front of the sofa. She unlocked the lock screen with her fingerprint and opened the social software. She scrolled to the latest item in the browsing history, clicked on it, and then shoved it into Serabel's face again.

"Come on, watch this."

Silabel silently distanced herself and quickly browsed through the tweets.

The content of the tweet was very simple, just a photo taken against the invitation, and he had just seen this invitation not long ago.

That's right, it was the same invitation letter Yukiko received.

Of course, this is nothing. After all, it is impossible to invite only one person to the memorial service.

What really caught Serabel's attention was the account from which the tweet was posted.

【Chrissy Wynyard】

Or change the name, you can also call it - Belmode.

"...Why hasn't she blocked you yet?" Serabel asked after a moment of silence.

"Why did she block me?"

Yukiko blinked and asked.

"What's the relationship between Sharon and I? We are siblings from the same school..."

"Need to pay more?"

Serabel suddenly said something.

Yukiko's eyes wandered, she pondered for two seconds, and then uttered a sentence silently.

"Actually, it's probably okay not to add any money."