Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

Observational skills also need to be practiced, and tracking and counter-tracking are also essential subjects...

There are also some skills that are not as high priority, but are equally important.

what……

It feels like my time has been perfectly planned out.

Ran Mouri studied until 11 p.m., then dragged her tired body to wash up.

Unsurprisingly, a large full-length mirror appeared in the bathroom.

Since the body has no pain sensation, one might not even know when a wound appears, making daily checkups absolutely necessary.

Even though she had seen this body many times, Ran Mouri still felt her face burning every time she looked at it.

The injury on the back of my right hand has completely healed, leaving no scar.

On the other hand, a small cut appeared out of nowhere on my left hand.

"Was it marked on the page while reading?"

Ran Mouri had absolutely no recollection of when she was injured.

Why is there a bruise on my calf?

Ran Mouri is troubled.

Not being able to feel pain is actually not a good thing.

You might get injured one day and bleed to death without even realizing it.

She went into the shower and started washing her hair.

The black hair color hasn't faded, but I don't know how long it will last.

Touching her hair, she couldn't help but start thinking about all sorts of random things.

Won't dyeing your hair so frequently affect its quality?

Wearing colored contact lenses for a long time is actually not good for your eyes.

To integrate into the lives of normal people, these pretenses alone are already a drain.

Standing in the same sunlight, what she considered ordinary sunlight was, for Qingze, a warmth that required countless sacrifices to obtain.

A wave of sadness washed over me, but at the same time, an even stronger motivation surged within me.

She must help Mr. Qingze get rid of that organization!

Back in the bedroom, lying on the bed where Qingze had lain, Ran Mouri felt inexplicably itchy all over. The sheets beneath her seemed to be warm, so hot that she couldn't fall asleep at all.

When I close my eyes, the scene of Qingze sleeping here seems to appear in my mind.

Does he wear pajamas to bed?

What's your sleeping position like? Do you move around a lot?

Ran Mouri couldn't help but feel awkward as random thoughts kept popping into her head.

She sat up and scratched her hair in frustration.

Why did she feel so comfortable sleeping in this bed before, but now it feels strange?

Once I moved to the sofa, the itchy feeling finally subsided.

……

Ran Mouri's high school life was no different from before.

Qingze is already very skilled at playing the role.

He went to school, came home from school, and then taught Ran Mouri after school. His life was simple and ordinary.

Of course, some things are not so ordinary.

Ran Mouri looked at the girl sitting on the sofa holding a large tub of ice cream with a look of doubt and uncertainty.

Why does she feel like her face has gotten a little rounder?

"Mr. Qingze, what is my current weight?"

"It must weigh almost 100 pounds," Qingze said casually.

Ran Mouri's pupils dilated in shock! Her whole body felt like it was about to split open.

100 pounds!

She used to weigh only 93 pounds!

How could he have gained so much weight in just a few days?!

She picked up Qingze, who was eating ice cream, with one hand and carried him to the gym to weigh him.

Qingze was startled when he was suddenly grabbed.

Isn't he being a little too unguarded around Ran Mouri?

Aozawa reflected and realized that he had indeed been a little too relaxed in front of Ran Mouri.

This is not advisable. If he were suddenly stabbed in the back, he could be done for.

He lowered his eyelids slightly, letting Ran Mouri grab the back of her collar and walk forward.

Ran Mouri placed Aoze on the scale, her feet on the ground. The numbers on the scale jumped rapidly and stopped at 98.

Although it hasn't reached 100 pounds yet, the number 98 is still terrifying.

It's only been a few days! How could he have gained so much weight!

Ran Mouri's expression towards Aozawa was indescribable.

"Mr. Qingze, what have you been eating these past few days?"

After glancing at his weight, Qingze scooped up another spoonful of ice cream. "There's so much, fried chicken, cake, ice cream... fries, hamburgers, cookies... I've been eating non-stop."

Eat, of course we have to eat!

I didn't have time to eat much last time, so of course I have to make up for it this time.

Ran Mouri's lips twitched.

I know you can't taste it before, so it might be more addictive, but you can't eat like this!

"Mr. Qingze, you must control your weight!"

"No."

Qingze refused.

Anyway, it's not his body, so gaining weight doesn't affect him.

"If you don't control it... then I... then I..."

Ran Mouri couldn't come up with a follow-up after trying for a long time.

Qingze looked at her with a leisurely and playful attitude.

Seeing his expression, Ran Mouri immediately became angry.

"Then I curse you to never catch a fish again!"

Qingze's expression didn't change at all. "Whatever, I can't catch anything anyway."

Oh! How could this person be like this!

"Then I'll call Gin and confess my feelings to him!"

Qingze's expression was strange. "It's not that you can't play it this way if you want."

"I...I...I drew a turtle on my face and then went out to dance in the street!!"

I didn't know you had such a hobby.

"what!!!"

Ran Mouri let out a groundhog scream!

Chapter 60 Go Buy Me Clothes

Qingze looked at her with a mocking smile, his expression unusually wicked.

"If you want to threaten me, then come up with something that can actually hurt me."

Whether it's a curse, a confession to Gin, or drawing a turtle on your face and going out to dance, none of it has any effect on him.

Ran Mouri's cheeks puffed out like a pufferfish.

She knew perfectly well what truly threatened Qingze.

She simply didn't want to hurt Qingze with her words.

"Hmph, then I won't learn it!"

Qingze continued eating his ice cream without stopping, showing no sign of being bothered by the threat.

"Whatever. When you die, I'll just keep using your body."

Ran Mouri's eyes were overflowing with accusation.

How could this person be like this...?

Don't you know that weight is the thing girls care about most?

She bit her lower lip, her eyes reddened, and she began to feel wronged.

Seeing the extremely aggrieved expression on her face, with red eyes as if she was about to shed tears, Qingze felt numb.

Although he was almost used to Ran Mouri using his body to make all sorts of girlish gestures, this pitiful look still gave him the creeps.

Look again, wow!

She actually cried.

The young man lowered his head, silently shedding tears, feeling as if he were about to break.

Qingze's scalp tingled.

"No... this... why are you crying..."

Aside from the first time Ran Mouri had an emotional breakdown and cried in front of him, he had basically never seen Ran Mouri cry again.

That silent shedding of tears is terrifying.

He put down the ice cream bucket, sighed, and gave in.

"It's just a few pounds more, what's the big deal? I can just lose it back..."

She weighs only 98 pounds, which is a normal weight, and even a little underweight.

As for?

"Really?" Ran Mouri looked up, her eyes still brimming with tears.

"Really, really... Stop crying, it looks awful." Qingze covered his eyes, unable to bear looking at him.

"Then promise me you'll control your weight and not overeat."

"Yes, yes..."

Ran Mouri, having achieved her wish, mentally gave a thumbs-up.

The crying scenes I learned in acting class are really useful.

Mr. Qingze is only responsive to gentle persuasion, so this is the only way to deal with him!

She was overjoyed inside, but maintained her composure on the surface.

She sniffed, wiped away her tears, her eyes reddened, and looked aggrieved.

"Then let's start today by running ten kilometers on the treadmill."

Qingze: "..."

I don't really want to run.