Ke Xue: My standards for dating are not problematic!

Chapter 113 Hehehe, Sherry, your bathwater tastes a little sweet.
"Yami, Shiho, be careful on the road."

Kitahara Natsuhiro and Yukiko stood at the restaurant entrance and waved to the two of them.

Akemi Miyano and Sherry waved to each other, then held hands and walked away into the distance until they disappeared from sight.

"Are Masami Hirota and Shiho Hirota good-looking?"

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsumi replied without hesitation, "It looks good."

"You're still looking?"

Upon hearing this, Yukiko puffed out her cheeks, stretched out her slender, jade-like fingers, went around her coat and short sleeves, and pinched her skin.

As expected, Kitahara Natsuhiro preferred younger girls to older women like her.

Yukiko has misunderstood Kitahara Natsuhiro on this point.

He's simply a womanizer, nothing more.

"hiss!"

Kitahara Natsumi feigned a gasp and turned to say, "You have such a cruel heart."

"This area will definitely turn purple or blue tomorrow, you have to make it up to me."

The compensation naturally involves showing your belly, so Yukiko, elbow, come home with me!
Yukiko rolled her eyes at him and was about to withdraw her hand when Kitahara Natsuyu grabbed it.

"Stop fooling around, someone will see you."

The moment her hand was grabbed, Yukiko struggled for a moment, feeling a little guilty, and subconsciously looked around.

They found that all the shops around them were closed, except for the convenience store whose lights were still on. There were no pedestrians on the street, and even Amuro Tooru and Enomoto Azusa had already gone home after get off work.

Only she and Kitahara Natsuhiro remained.

Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, she's not divorced yet, and it would be troublesome if others saw her like that.

But it doesn't matter if she's seen by others, because no one here knows her at all.

Unless she reveals herself to be Yukiko Fujimine, who was extremely popular twenty years ago.

Even if I were to expose myself, it's unlikely that many people would know.

As new generations replace the old, how many people still remember Yukiko?

"Don't worry, there's no one around." Kitahara Natsuyu held Yukiko's hand and said face to face, "So come home with me now and make it up to me properly."

Upon hearing this, Yukiko spat out, "No, I'm going home today."

"After all, I'm a married person, what kind of behavior is it for me to keep coming to your house? Besides, we..."

Before Yukiko could finish speaking, a finger pressed against her lips.

Kitahara Natsuhiro naturally knew what Yukiko wanted to say; it was nothing more than those kinds of words.

Don't listen, don't listen, the bastard chants sutras.

"age is not a problem."

The fiercest me meets the fiercest you; it's a match made in heaven.

There's no such thing as suitable or unsuitable; it's simply very suitable.

Perfect fit.

"Besides, I like mature older sisters like you." Kitahara Natsuyu leaned closer and breathed into her ear.

The next second, Yukiko trembled, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she glared at him.

"Stop talking, we're still on the street."

Hearing this, she was very happy, at least she was still very charming.

Besides his charm, Kitahara Natsuhiro's XP is also key.

“Then let’s talk about it when we get home.”

"No, I'm not going to your house today. I'm going back to my own house."

This time, Yukiko was unusually determined.

She's so tired right now, especially her legs; they feel like they don't belong to her.

It's all Kitahara Natsuhiro's fault, he's been sucking our marrow dry.

Kitahara Natsuyu looked at Yukiko's determined eyes and smiled: "Alright, let's go to your house then, I'll take you home."

"it is good."

Afterwards, Kitahara Natsuhiro took Yukiko's hand and strolled along the dimly lit street.

"Fumiyo, what do you want to do in the future?" Kitahara Natsuhiro asked softly, gazing ahead.

He knew very well that Yukiko's job here was out of necessity.

After all, he retired from acting too early and didn't know many directors, producers, or even CEOs of entertainment companies.

If she doesn't divorce Yusaku Kudo, she can still make a comeback by relying on Yusaku Kudo's connections.

Of course, she wasn't completely alone; she still had Chris, also known as Vermouth.

However, Vermouth's network is mainly concentrated in the United States, and she doesn't have many connections in Japan.

But if you look for it, you can find it.

Kenzo Masuyama is a bigwig in the financial world who also owns several companies.

Kenzo Masuyama is a member of the Black Organization, codenamed Pisco. He is the one who recognized Ai Haibara after she shrunk at the Beika Hotel and kidnapped her.

He was later shot and killed by Gin, the "traitor," and his body was eventually burned to a crisp.

Therefore, Ireland, who regarded Pisco as their godfather, planned to take down Gin, but was eliminated, with Conan's assistance playing a part in the process.

Gin and Conan together are truly unstoppable.

If Vermouth were to ask Kenzo Masuyama for help, Yukiko's comeback would be a piece of cake.

But before her comeback, Yukiko needs to face a choice.

The choice is between Fumiyo Edogawa and Yukiko Fujimine.

If you choose Fumiyo Edogawa, then you probably won't make a comeback. If you choose Yukiko Fujimine, then you will make a comeback and tell Natsuhiro Kitahara about Conan. Alternatively, you can choose to leave.

But Yukiko couldn't bear the consequences.

The right to choose lies with Yukiko.

And she doesn't necessarily have to make a comeback as a star.

Because she is indeed quite old, she really can't compare to the young girls of today.

"do not know"

Yukiko sighed; she was quite confused about her future.

She knew very well that she was no longer young, and even if she shamelessly begged Chris for help, she might not succeed, and even if she did succeed, she might not be able to reach the status she had twenty years ago.

It's better not to make a comeback than to play a supporting role and become someone else's foil.

The culprit behind all of this is Yusaku Kudo.

Of course, Yukiko herself also bears some responsibility; she was a bit too love-struck, which put her in a dilemma.

If she hadn't retired from the limelight back then and instead transitioned to working behind the scenes, things wouldn't be like this now.

"Alright, stop looking so gloomy." Kitahara Natsuyu reached out and poked her cheek twice. "I don't know what I'll do in the future, but I'll take care of you."

"I'm fairly well-off; you won't starve."

The original owner's parents left behind a considerable inheritance, in addition to maple leaf gold coins and gold given by Gin in his space.

If they were sold, they would still have seven or eight hundred million.

However, this kind of thing can't be done openly, and converting it into money is quite troublesome.

He doesn't have anyone he can trust to help him launder money.

Unless you sleep with Vermouth and subdue her, then you can launder the money through her connections.

But right now, Vermouth is still in the United States, so it's beyond her reach.

Upon hearing this, Yukiko smiled, but the smile seemed somewhat forced.

She also has self-respect and doesn't want to be worse off than Yusaku Kudo after the divorce; she wants to prove herself.

Kitahara Natsuhiro could also tell that Yukiko was quite strong-willed.

"Sigh, what an unlovable woman." Kitahara Natsuyu sighed. "If you have any ideas in the future, you can tell me. If you treat me like an outsider, you're in big trouble."

If Yukiko treats him like an outsider, then it proves that he hasn't entered her heart yet, so he needs to work harder.

After all, miracles can happen with great effort.

"Okay, I'll definitely tell you what I'm thinking. But if you can't help me, I won't let you off the hook."

Yukiko's mood improved considerably.

"Okay, then it's settled."

"Ah."

Soon.
Yukiko then brought Kitahara Natsuhiro to her current residence, the Beika Restaurant.

Seeing Kitahara Natsumi looking around the restaurant, Yukiko quickly explained, "I'm not lying to you, I really didn't bring any money with me. Chris paid for it all."

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu squeezed Yukiko's soft little hand and said with a smile, "Of course I believe you."

"After all, you've given me your whole self, how could I not trust you?"

Hearing this, Yukiko was deeply moved.

But Kitahara Natsuhiro's next words broke her composure.

"I'll go upstairs and have a cup of tea! My mouth is a little dry."

Have tea?

I think you just want to eat meat.

No, I don't even want it.

"You, a flying saucer!"

Yukiko suddenly turned her head and pointed into the distance.

"Where, where?"

Kitahara Natsuyu immediately turned his head and looked around, but found nothing.

"Your acting is so fake. With acting skills like that, you wouldn't even be good enough to be an extra," Yukiko complained.

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu turned around with a grin and put his left hand on Yukiko's shoulder.

When Yukiko mentioned the UFO, he held onto her hand to prevent her from running away.

After all, he'd used UFOs before; you can't fool him.

“You won’t be leaving without leaving anything behind today,” Kitahara Natsuyu said, pointing to his cheek.

The meaning is very obvious.

"Alright, alright, really, you're acting like a little kid, asking for candy before you leave."

Yukiko looked around, her face slightly flushed, and she stood on tiptoe, leaned forward, and closed her eyes.
The next second, his eyes suddenly opened, his face filled with astonishment.

At that moment, Kitahara Natsuhiro was already holding Yukiko and pressed his lips hard against hers.

He didn't want a kiss on the cheek, he wanted this.

I have to admit, I was really despicable.

Yoshihisa
Kitahara Natsuyu let go of Yukiko, whose cheeks were flushed.

At this moment, Yukiko had already fallen into his arms.

"What, are you so reluctant to part with me?"

Yukiko glared at him, then braced herself against his chest with both hands.

It was just a matter of weak legs; it was nothing at all.

"Hmph." Yukiko stood up straight and gave a light snort: "I'm going back now. Be careful on your way."

"it is good."

Kitahara Natsuhiro nodded and watched Yukiko leave.

He didn't leave until Yukiko returned to her room and waved to him from the window.

Yukiko watched Kitahara Natsuhiro leave, then sighed.

"Sigh, I don't know if what we're doing now is right or wrong."

"It's all my fault for sleeping with you, but don't worry, it won't stop you from finding a wife!"

Then, she closed the window, took off her clothes, and went to take a shower.

"Looking for a wife? You are all my wives."

Is it really necessary to choose between a single tree and a forest?
Of course, I want them all.

Kitahara Natsuyu muttered something to himself before disappearing into the darkness.

Soon.
A sinister laugh echoed from the darkness.

Beika Town, your Gastly is back.

Kitahara Natsumi flew through the air, guided by the scent and ghostly energy, preparing to head to the Black Organization's base.

He paid Shirley a salary, not just because she worked in his shop.

Rather, it was to see his devout follower.

While he was in the shop, he noticed that Sherry had a strange feeling towards him, and the feeling was really delicious.

Upon further reflection, it turned out that she was treating Gastly as a lifeline.

As for the reason, it was naturally because he had repeatedly embarrassed Gin and the others.

For Sherry, a rebellious girl, making Gin and the others suffer means they are on our side.

However, Gastly caused Gin and the others to suffer setbacks quite a few times, so over time she began to see it as a lifeline. She would pray to it whenever she had free time, and even made a Gastly keychain by hand.

Since you've come to worship me, then I'll have to help you.

I can't let you worship for nothing, right?
So, young lady, I've come to repay your kindness!

After returning to the organization, Shirley went back to her room and took a bath in the bathroom.

Taking a bath is one of her few hobbies, as it helps relieve her fatigue.

Except for her head and fair, delicate feet, her entire body was immersed in bubbles.

"Mmm, that feels so good," Shirley sighed in relief.

She scooped up the foam with her slender, fair hands and rubbed it all over her body, looking completely blissful.

Just then, a cloud of purple mist appeared in the bathroom and quickly condensed.

"Jie Jie"

"Shirley, are you one of my followers?"

Gastly suddenly appeared in front of Sherry.

When Shirley saw the unidentified purple object in front of her, her pupils constricted, her mouth opened wide as if she wanted to scream, and at the same time she slapped the water's surface, stirring up waves and foam.

But no screams came from the bathroom.

Gastly, covered in foam and bathwater, used its psychic powers to seal Sherry's mouth shut, and its big tongue licked the water off its cheeks.

"a bit sweet!"

(End of this chapter)