Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 397: Kisaki Eri is quite cute; Kiyoko appears again!
During these ten years, Eri Kisaki focused on work every day, immersing herself in the cold legal provisions and handling countless cases.

She buried all her emotions deep down, blocking all her psychological desires and even sensual desires behind the high wall of rationality.

Kisaki Eri has become accustomed to this kind of calmness and control.

For her, this is a necessary protection so as not to be hurt again.

But at the moment.

When he came closer, he reached out and gently held her in his arms.

As the warm fingertips slid across her shoulders and arms, every inch of her tender skin trembled slightly.

Kisaki Eri's breathing gradually became shallow and rapid.

The feeling that has not been touched for many years is awakening little by little.

The heat in her chest continued to spread, like a ignited flame, gradually burning her long-suppressed...

desire.

A layer of mist appeared in Kisaki Eri's eyes, and her body finally stopped being stiff. She turned her head slightly to look at him.

He had gentle eyes and a soothing smile on his face.

The last bit of tension slowly melted away, and she gently leaned against his chest, feeling his breath and warmth.

He spoke to her in a low, gentle voice.

The words at this time will naturally not be the same as before. The rationality is still vague, but it is more ambiguous.

At the same time, his fingers never stopped for a moment, his movements were slow but firm, as if he was gently lifting the heavy curtain covering the dazzling pearl.

The heartbeat is getting faster and faster.

My breathing gradually became heavier.

This is not just a physical reaction, but also a long-lost surge of emotions.

She was almost forgetting those instinctive desires.

But, finally, finally...

She finally allowed herself to feel the warmth and enjoy the experience of being cared for and protected.

His hand gently stroked her cheek, his eyes full of tenderness and patience, without a trace of urgency or coercion, everything was done with respect and guidance.

Turned on.

An indescribable sense of security and satisfaction filled her body and mind. Kisaki Eri wrapped her arms around Hotaru's neck and took the initiative to raise her head slightly.

The next second, warmth came on my lips.

tonight.

It will be long.

……

……

The next day, seven in the morning.

Faint morning light came into the room, and Yingsheng stood up slowly, not wanting to disturb Kiyori who was beside him.

But when he was about to get out of bed, his left hand was grabbed after all.

Then he was gently pulled.

Yingsheng fell on the soft big bed again, and the white ceiling in his sight was obscured by a strand of brown hair.

The ends of her hair gently moved her eyelashes, making her feel itchy and carrying a faint scent.

"You should sleep a little longer, it's only been two hours." Yingsheng said softly.

"In fact, I didn't sleep at all." Hibiki's voice was a little hoarse and exceptionally soft. "It's not that I'm not satisfied, but I'm worried that when I open my eyes again, you'll be gone, and I'll be the only one left in the room again."

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice that."

Yingsheng stretched out his hands behind him and gently hugged forward, and Kisaki Eri's cheek rested on his chest.

The skin on her face was more tender and moist than yesterday, and every inch of it was filled with the crystal-like vitality of life.

"But unfortunately, I still have to go after all."

"Today is the final exam. If I am absent again, my deviation value for this semester will be ruined."

Hibiki Eri laughed, her lips slightly raised, and poked Yingsheng's cheek lightly with her fingers.
"I almost forgot that you are still a high school student. You really need to study hard. Poor grades will affect your future college applications."

“Are there any universities you’d like to attend?”

"Tokyo University, Faculty of Law." Yingsheng said with a smile.

"Hey, then you will be my junior from now on, so you must work hard." Hibiki Eri propped herself up on Hotaru's chest, "I'll make breakfast for you, is there anything you shouldn't eat?"

"Let me eat outside. You are too tired. The kitchen is very dangerous." Yingsheng raised his hand to tidy up her messy hair.

"Well... Actually, I'm in better spirits than ever before. Besides, I'm not going to the office today. I can just catch up on my sleep after you leave."

Kisaki Eri got out of bed, picked up the black hairband on the bedside table, tied her hair up and put it behind her head, leaned over slightly, and touched Yingsheng's forehead with her right index finger.

"On the contrary, you will not fall asleep in the examination room today, then I will make a big mistake."

"I've always been energetic," Yingsheng said.

Hibiki Eri blushed slightly, and there was an unconcealable femininity in her silky eyes.

"Yes, you are as energetic as a monster."

Everything that happened in the early morning was still vivid in her mind. Kisaki Eri quickly put on her lavender pajamas, turned around and went out. She was worried that if she stayed here for another two seconds she would not want to leave.

In order to reward Hotaru, Eri Kisaki decided to use her best cooking skills and prepare a grand feast in the kitchen.

So half an hour later, Yingsheng finally fully understood what Xiaolan said.

——"Sometimes, stones aren't that unpalatable."

However, under the expectant gaze of Kisaki Eri opposite him, Yingsheng picked up another piece of charcoal whose original appearance could not be seen clearly, chewed it slowly with a calm expression, and swallowed it.

"It tastes good." Yingsheng said.

"Yes!" Hibiki Eri clenched her fist in front of her chest and waved it with a proud look on her face, "I said my cooking skills are not that bad, it's just that other people don't know the value of it."

"It's just a little overcooked. If this small flaw can be improved, I will definitely eat it until my stomach bursts." Yingsheng added.

"Is that so..." Hibiki picked up a piece of pork chop that she thought was perfect, turned it over in the morning sun, and looked at it. Although she didn't quite understand it, she still said, "Then I'll give it a try later and make it for you next time."

Yingsheng smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'm looking forward to it."

"Great!"

No one had ever expected her cooking skills, and Hibiki Eri's eyes lit up with excitement, "Then next time..." She suddenly paused, her expression became a little awkward, and she slightly turned her eyes away, "When will we meet next time?"

"How about after four o'clock this afternoon?" Yingsheng asked.

"...Don't do that. By the way, why did Xiaolan hide it from me yesterday?"

"Because of what happened with Mr. Maori, she thinks you will be very disgusted with the people in the pleasure ground."

"...I can't say I hate it, but...and you're different." Kisaki Eri hesitated for a few seconds, "How about I tell Xiaolan that I really hate that kind of people?" "Of course, if it will make you feel more relaxed." Yingsheng was finally about to finish the unknown object on the plate.

"That's it for now, sorry." Hibiki breathed a sigh of relief, "Can I still contact you via Skype later?"

"Oh, so you had planned this."

"…Whatever you say, I was the one who surrendered first." Hibiki Eri rolled her eyes at him and put some food on Yingsheng's plate. "Don't worry, I can't rely on you. But if we are both free one day, I will be happy to cook for you."

"...My pleasure. Do you remember the book you read the day before yesterday?" Yingsheng decided to slow down his eating.

"Well... of course, the book says that we can't be together, but you can live in my heart forever." Kisaki Eri smiled, "Also, I just decided what would make me happy, and I'm determined to do it. You have no right to interfere, and no outsiders have the right to interfere."

"…I think you got it mixed up."

"Really? Maybe."

The corners of Kisaki's mouth slightly raised, and she took a sip of coffee, with a hint of the confidence of a mature woman in her eyes.

Yingsheng added two small bags of white sugar to his coffee, stirred it well, drank it all in one gulp, and let out a long sigh.

"So full."

He went to the bathroom to rinse his mouth, came out, walked to the other side of the dining table, and gently touched Kisaki Eri's cheek with his lips.

"Then I'll leave first."

Kisaki Eri gently put down the coffee cup and leaned back in her chair, her posture lazy and elegant with a hint of a smile.

"You must get good grades, Mr. High School Student."

"…Thank you for your encouragement, auntie. Goodbye."

Yingsheng went to the kitchen to get a garbage bag, then picked up the lunch box from last night's delivery, went out and got into the elevator, feeling a little stomachache.

Using murderous intent to strengthen his digestive ability, and feeling the churning in his stomach, Yingsheng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

how to say.

Whether it's his mysterious confidence in his cooking skills or his bravado in the early morning and just now, that guy is quite cute.

When I went down to the first floor lobby, the same security guard from last night was still there.

As soon as he saw Yingsheng, he ran over, took the garbage, handed back the car keys, and told him where the car was parked.

Yingsheng liked this simple and clear way of communication, and gave a few Fukuzawa Yukichi notes as a tip again.

"I accidentally lost that card. Also, stop gossiping about the owner."

"I understand, I absolutely understand!"

When the security guard saw the lunch box in his hand, he silently gave Yingsheng a thumbs up and said, "Brother, this is a real skill. Ordinary people can't learn it."

Yingsheng drove back to Ian's apartment, went upstairs to change into Teitan High School uniform, then took a taxi to school, and barely arrived at the door of Class B, Grade 2, when the bell rang.

Xiaolan had arrived a long time ago and was concentrating on her notes. She gave Yingsheng a thumbs up when he passed by.

Yingsheng shrugged and looked around.

All the classmates were present today, except for Xiaolan, Sonoko and Aoyagi Chiso who had asked for leave many times, even Kudo Shinichi and Yuzukyo Kiyoko were also present.

Yingsheng returned to his seat.

An unfamiliar female teacher walked into the classroom at the door. She had short blond hair, a dark blue professional suit, black half-frame glasses, and a pretty face with a heroic air.

She stood on the podium and began to write the exam rules. Yingsheng turned around and asked Kenta Nakamichi who this teacher was.

Kenta Nakamichi was slightly stunned, then quickly said, "It was the new English teacher who came yesterday, an American, Judy Saint-Timilian."

His tone was somewhat touched, "Shuiyue, you..."

Yingsheng raised his hand to stop him. "When I went to Singapore, I asked you if you wanted to come over. I was planning to let you participate in the official gambling. Do you have something urgent to do?"

"Thank you for your kindness. I...sigh," Kenta Nakamichi said with a depressed look in his eyes. "My cousin, a policeman, died in the superpower out-of-control incident at the Metropolitan Police Department. I had to attend his funeral last week and couldn't go to Singapore."

"I see. Sorry."

"Nothing, it's just that my Lotto... no, Detective Index, can't be run any more." Nakamichi Kenta looked at Kuroba Kaito's back, "Come to think of it, Kudo was really awesome yesterday, solving three cases in a row."

"There's no death toll in the newspapers?"

"That's not the reason. At the funeral, a fat police officer said that my lottery tickets would encourage crime, so I can't do it anymore." He took out a bank card and handed it to Yingsheng. "It's 1.3 million, including principal and interest. Thank you very much."

Yingsheng did not take it. He turned around to take the paper handed to him by the front row and passed it to Kenta Nakamichi.

"Keep it. You should know that I am not short of money now."

"But... I can't possibly take your money for nothing." Nakamichi Kenta looked conflicted. "To be honest, your performance at the martial arts tournament... is really unbelievable."

"This world is full of randomness, anything can happen." Yingsheng glanced at the bank card number in Kenta Nakamichi's hand, "You should know some bad boys and bikers. I will transfer another 4 million to you later. Try to gather as many people as possible."

"Eh? This..." Nakamichi Kenta hesitated, "Can I ask Suigetsu what you want them to do?"

"Help deliver things, find cats and dogs, investigate extramarital affairs, anyway, just do detective work." Yingsheng raised his hand to catch the chalk flying from the podium. "The police are in chaos now, and Tokyo's public security has declined. We can contribute our own efforts."

Kenta Nakamichi was a little dazed at first, but when he heard the last sentence, his blood immediately boiled and he nodded heavily.

"Okay! I'll be in the afternoon..."

"The exam has already started, what are you two doing?" Teacher Judy's voice in Japanese with a strange accent came from the podium.

Yingsheng apologized to her and immediately buried his head in answering the questions.

Kenta Nakamichi took a look at the test questions and suddenly felt overwhelmed. He looked at the bank card in his hand again and could no longer hold back. He quickly filled in his name and test number on the test paper, picked it up and ran to the podium to put it down.

"Teacher, I hand in the paper."

Without waiting for Judy to speak, he ran out of the classroom, leaving a group of people in disarray in the wind.

11:40 noon.

Affordable restaurant at the school gate.

When the cheese coating inside the large chicken steak exploded on his tongue, Yingsheng felt the satisfaction filled with fat and sugar, and smiled happily as if he had returned to the world again.

Fortunately, my taste buds are not damaged.

Xiaolan, who was sitting across from the table, had a look of disdain on her face. "What's that expression on your face? Could it be that you were too tired last night and didn't have time to eat breakfast this morning?"

"…No, it's just delicious. How is Miss Yuko doing?" asked Hotaru.

"It's awkward to change the subject. What else can we do? Miss Aida will accompany her." Xiaolan pointed to the table in between and lowered her voice, "Is this Xuesong classmate real or fake? She is chatting with Kuroba Kaito. Is that okay?"

"Conan has given up, so it should be fine." Yingsheng buried his head in eating without even looking over there.

"But you didn't accept it, didn't you? You refused to admit it..." Xiaolan paused, "Did you let Xuesong show up again just to test their attitude?"

"I'm not that bored, it's her..."

"Damn it! You two should get married right here and now!"

Outside the restaurant, Yuanzi stood with her hands on her hips, panting.

I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. I ran out to eat mooncakes...

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(End of this chapter)