【Summary】The Canyon Summoner plays tennis at Rikkai University

Conan was absent-minded throughout the meal. Could this white boy be a member of the organization?

After dinner, Maori Kogoro was going to meet the client in the afternoon.

Seeing that the white boy had finished eating but had no intention of leaving, Conan bravely pretended to fall down from the stool and pounced on his feet, and lightly attached a black bug as small as a button to his trouser leg.

When he looked up, he saw the boy leaning out of the table and sticking his head under the table to stare at him. He was so scared that he felt like his soul had ascended to heaven.

He didn't dare to move again, wondering if the white boy had noticed his little move.

Karasuma Gaki watched Conan stick a small thing to his trouser leg. The small and red pupils of his eyes, permeated with a little madness and coldness, seemed extremely terrifying. Even under the cover of white hair, the sense of oppression could not be covered.

"What are you doing, kid?" Karasuma Gaki grinned silently.

Conan's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He couldn't help but tremble from kneeling on the ground and falling to the ground in shock by Karasuma Gaki.

He forced himself to calm down. His body didn't tremble, but his voice couldn't help trembling, "Brother... Brother, your pants seem to be stained with dirt. Let me pick it up for you..."

Conan approached him, held his breath, and glanced at him. The white boy was still staring at him motionlessly. He quickly tore off the bug.

"Brother... It seems to be tape. I'll take it and throw it away. You eat slowly..." Conan squeezed the bug into his little fist, got up and ran out of the Poirot Cafe without looking back.

The white boy looked like a madman. The madness in his eyes was not something that a normal person would have!

It was the same last time on the bus. He looked like he was watching a good show. He knew that the robber was carrying a bomb, but he still came over to watch the show...

"Heh--" Karasuma Gaki sat back down, stared at the direction Conan fled for a few seconds, and turned back to meet Bourbon's eyes.

Giving him a nasty smile, Toru Amuro didn't look at him again and continued to cook the food ordered by the customer.

Seeing that Karasuma Gaki had finished eating, Azusa Enomoto stepped forward and asked politely, "My guest, if you have finished eating, I will collect the plate here~"

Karasuga nodded and continued to play with his phone with one hand with his chin propped up, which was a bit boring.

What time is it at Yukimura's place now?

It should be around seven or eight in the morning.

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The most handsome guy in the universe: eating at the cafe where Bourbon works part-time, and following him by the way.

The world's first Koi: What are you following him for?

The most handsome guy in the universe: waiting to see the show.

The world's first Koi: What do you mean?

The most handsome guy in the universe: I don't know what the show will be, I will report it to you in real time when the time comes. How is the game?

The world's first Koi: It's going well~

Yukimura is currently running around for competitions according to the club's arrangement. As a newcomer in tennis, he still needs to accumulate experience.

ITF Junior Tennis Tournament, U16, U18, Hope Tournament...

It's very tiring, but seeing the accumulation of points, the rise in ranking, and the continuous improvement of myself, it's all worth it.

Karasuma Gaki stayed in the cafe until the afternoon. He got up from time to time to walk around. His butt hurt from sitting for too long.

"What are you doing? Oh, making cakes? You can make cakes?" Karasuma Gaki leaned in front of the bar and looked in to see what Bourbon was doing.

"..." Amuro Toru wanted to press his head and push him out. What on earth was he doing here?

"Hey~ Mr.... Sir, do you know Mr. Amuro?" Azusa Enomoto saw the boy who had been in their cafe for the whole morning come to the counter and talk to Amuro Toru and asked.

"No." Karasuma Gaki walked around the small cafe bored, touching this and that.

"Eh~? Okay~ My name is Azusa Enomoto, you can call me Xiao Azusa~" Azusa Enomoto smiled brightly.

"Oh, okay."

"What's your name?" Azusa Enomoto was also curious about this white boy.

"Give me a pen and paper." If he read it out loud, he would be exposed. He wanted to write in Chinese characters.

"Ah? Oh oh." Azusa Enomoto took out a pen and a small notebook from under the counter.

"Eh? Chinese characters? Yi... Fang... what?" Azusa Enomoto looked at Toru Amuro who was secretly watching them, asking for help.

"Accelerator?" It was the first time Toru Amuro knew Barolo's name, which was a bit strange.

One-way street? How could someone be called a one-way street?

"ippou tsuukou?" Toru Amuro tried to read his name.

"..." Karasuma Gaki did not deny or agree, but turned back to the sofa and sat down.

He stayed in the cafe until Bourbon got off work, but he didn't make any noise. He watched him take off his apron and prepare to go home.

Karasuma followed him, "I'm going to sleep at your house.. "

"?" Bourbon raised his eyebrows and looked down at the boy who followed him, "I refuse."

"I don't care, I'll follow you these two days, and tell me any news from the public security department." Karasuma Gaki didn't listen and continued to follow him.

Bourbon didn't know why, he felt that he couldn't do anything to him, why did he feel like taking care of a child?

Bourbon had no choice but to take Barolo back to his No. 3 safe house, "Do you have any dietary restrictions?"

"Fortunately, I don't eat raw food." Karasuma Gaki sat down on the sofa in the living room, "I want to eat Dongpo pork."

"...You are talking about flower cooking, right? I don't know how to make it, I just watched and made it." Amuro Toru ignored him and started to cook by himself.

"Humph, you don't even know how to do this." Karasuma Gaki shouted.

"You can choose not to eat, I can cook less." Amuro Toru gritted his teeth, living in his house and eating his food and still being picky!

"I want to eat! "Bourbon dares to abuse him?"

There was no response from Toru Amuro in the kitchen, only the sound of cutting vegetables.

Karasugagi lay comfortably on the sofa and played with his phone, with his legs on the armrest of the sofa, wearing disposable slippers that Bourbon had brought for him.

Karasugagi kept changing his posture on the sofa, and he was still playing games.

The order volume of the game warehouse was very large, and some of them were in short supply because they were for the world market.

Karasugagi ordered the factory to produce at a normal pace, without speeding up production.

Bourbon moved quickly, and dishes were served one by one. He cooked a large table of dishes and turned around to call Barolo, "It's time to eat, Barolo."

Karasugagi came to the table, "Shut up Q."

Bourbon tilted his head in confusion. Barolo's spoken English was not very good. He put his hands together and said, "I'm going to eat. "

After he finished speaking, Karasuma Gaki started to eat.

Bourbon observed Barolo while eating. It seemed that he had only met Barolo a few times.

The known information is that he is an S-level code member. Gin said that he has reached adulthood, but Bourbon does not believe it. He has strong sniping ability and excellent physical skills, which is better than Gin. He has a bad personality, which is a bit bad in a boyish way.

The mission completion rate is very high.

It seems that he has a very good relationship with Barbaresco.

Now it seems that his personality is really bad, a bit childish, and he has no patience with children.

"Barolo, how old are you?"

"Why do you ask this? Are you going to act like a senior to me?"

"Hehe~ No, just chatting."

"Nineteen." Karasuma Gaki reported the age written on his driver's license.

"Is that so? Do you want to drink some wine?" Bourbon pretended to get up and get wine from the wine cabinet.

"No, I don't like drinking!"

"Are there any members of the organization who don't like drinking? ”

“It’s none of your business.”

“Why are your taijutsu so strong? Who taught you? Can you introduce me to your coach?”

“Gin taught you. Go find him.”

“…Then you are really better than your teacher.”

Karasuma Gaki slept on the sofa in the living room, which was made into a bed so that he could monitor Bourbon and prevent him from sneaking out.

Nothing happened that night.