"So you have a good girlfriend-" Heiji suddenly stood up, and at some point he came to Conan and looked at Ran Mori. "When you meet such a good childhood sweetheart, don't let go! In contrast, that guy..." When he said this, Heiji looked at Heiji with a very unhappy expression. "I almost killed me before she went down, and I don't know where she took so many guns and medicines!"

"Maybe..." Conan was about to say something, but Ran Mori, who had been locked in the middle of his vision, suddenly turned around in a strange way and discovered Conan's gaze at the first time. "Ah!"

"Huh?" He Ye Ye immediately noticed Maori Ran's turn around, so he followed Maori Ran's gaze upwards. "Xiaolan, you are watching--"

He Ye's words were pinched because the first thing she saw was looking at her Hattori Heiji with an unhappy look. "!!!"

"Uh..." Hattori Heiji was shocked by this incident.

"Idiot!" He Ye made a trumpet shape with his hands, and shouted at Heiji. "You idiot idiot idiot idiot!"

"You!" Hattori Heiji's mouth twitched for a moment, and finally did not choose to curse in the same way, but instead retracted into the platform above like Conan discovered by Ran Mouri just now.

"This guy!" He Ye snorted angrily, turned his gaze to Maori Ran and continued the topic they were talking about before. But at this moment, she found that Maori Ran was looking at her with a subtle look. "Xiaolan, you..."

"Nothing," Ran Maori's eyes were filled with sadness. "It's just a little envious..."

As she said this, she turned her head again and looked at the platform above. "I envy you for at least being together, and being together safely."

"Xiaolan..." Ye had never seen Maori Lan like this before, and said a little surprised.

"It's okay, just pretend I didn't say anything!" After shaking my head vigorously, Ran Mouri's eyes narrowed into crescent shape. "Come on, keep drinking the drink!"

Just next to the two of them, Yuanzi, who had just held a drink that had been delivered to her mouth from the beginning, scanned the faces of Toyama, Haya and Moriran with a look of looking at the ghost. Finally, she could only shake her head and take a sip of the drink in the cup.

...

On a viewing balcony not far from them.

"Hu——" Accompanied by the panting that was trying hard to suppress, almost all the clothes had been taken away from the key parts by Firefly, who had been actively or passively, lying on Fujiwara, who was also dressed in disheveled. "Haha~"

"What's wrong?" Fujiwara, who also had a faint breathing sound, hugged Ying on her body and looked at her with all her eyes.

"Just think... it's very novel?" Ying glanced at the mosquito net that was pulled up next to him. "Although they couldn't see us in the dark through this mosquito net, it was quite exciting to do this kind of thing next to them!"

"I've been worried about you screaming," Fujiwara said half-jokingly. "Fortunately, you've been doing the right thing just now."

"Yes, I've been doing the right thing," Ying kissed Fujiwara's lips directly. The two of them lingered for nearly a minute before letting go. "Well--fortunately, my lung capacity is enough to deal with necessary conditions, isn't it?"

"Yes," Fujiwara nodded with a smile. "So, how about talking about other things now? Talk about parts and things that you haven't talked about before."

As he said this, Fujiwara pointed a little firefly's chest - but because it was too thick, Fujiwara could not completely point it in the position.

"Okay," Ying nodded with a smile, then placed a few small plastic products next to her in a stick-out product, and finally assembled into a small ball. "Well, if it's just like this, it may not sink... Is there any heavy thing to put in?"

"Well, this," took out a stone from a small pot next to it and stuffed it into a plastic ball. "That would be fine, right?"

"Well—" Ying nodded, then put on her clothes neatly, then opened the mosquito net and threw out the plastic ball. "Well, it just happened!"

With such a soft cry, the plastic ball smashed into Yachuan not far away after drawing an arc.

"I ordered a bottle of red wine just now. Will you try it?" Fujiwara suddenly smiled as if the plan had succeeded. "Although this is a tea house, no one will be unable to get over money, especially in such a very famous and international place - a whole cabinet of international goods."

"Is it a lot of money?" Ying asked.

"That's not a question," Fujiwara shook her head with a smile. "Maybe more expensive, but undoubtedly it's cheap."

"Then I'll give you my blessing," Ying nodded, watching Fujiwara start to tidy up her clothes. "Are you ready for the cup?"

“Of course there is.”

...

"Um..." Takeda, who had barely replied from a drunken state, opened his eyes slightly, but found that he seemed to be lying on the mat. "Ah..."

Maybe it was a symptom of waking up after drinking, and he felt a little cold on his right cheek.

After making such a moan, Takeda subconsciously turned his head to the right, but found that Yuma was sleeping quietly beside him at this time. "Uh!!!"

"..." Yuma seemed to have not woken up at this time and did not react at all to the movements beside her.

This was the first time Takeda looked at Yuma's face in such a dim night. When I was delivering cakes, they were sitting in the Ferris wheel and there were some lights that could be reflected, but... it seemed that Fujiwara and Mizuko brought themselves and Yuma in to rest, so the door had been pulled up, and the whole room was only a faint light that barely penetrated into the translucent window paper.

And now, she was lying beside her without any defense.

Now, the two of them were lying on a bamboo mat that was obviously used to lie, and they were so close. Under the shining of the moonlight...

[Just like a husband who woke up in the middle of the night looking at his wife who was still sleeping.] Takeda came up with this idea by chance.

Takeda turned his body ninety degrees and quietly looked at Yuma's side face.

The girl in front of him was Yuma Okazaki, his legitimate girlfriend he was dating...

If everything goes well, maybe he will become his future wife.

What is the look of my eyes looking at Yu now? I want to keep watching her appreciation like this, to embrace her possessiveness in my arms, or to spend the rest of my life with her?

He guessed that maybe there were all these?

But no matter what proportion of emotions are arranged, Takeda only wants to do one thing now.

Takeda supported his body - although his body was not as good as Fujiwara, it was definitely not bad, so any bystander would be surprised at why his arms were trembling.

[She probably didn't wake up, right?] When Yuma was very close, Takeda seemed to suddenly start to worry about this matter, and finally confirmed that Yuma was still sleeping.

After a little reassurance, Takeda's hand that had not supported his body was already clenched, and he couldn't even tremble.

My actions this time were very bold - not only because of the action itself, but also because Yuma is not awake now, so he did not give any permission for this matter.

…………

"What?" Fujiwara played with the basketball in her hand and looked at Takeda with a frown. "You'll say it again?"

"That's..." Takeda stuttered. "How do you confirm that the girl has a good impression of you?"

"Me?" Fujiwara raised his eyebrows. "Is it okay to just find one casually, but if you fail, wouldn't it be better to replace another?"

"What I'm talking about is how to judge if other girls have a good impression of you?" Takeda seemed to have no idea that Fujiwara would give such an impactful answer to him.

"You..." Fujiwara narrowed his eyes slightly. "Do you have a goal?"

"Hey?" Takeda's face turned red immediately.

"Is that true?" Fujiwara's mouth curled up slightly. "If you have such a temperament, I have a simple and rough way to deal with it."

"What?" Takeda was stunned.

"Just do it when you want to do it," Fujiwara said lightly. "If you have such a temperament, you will never be too early when you want to do it, maybe it will be too late."

...

[I hope he is right...] Takeda hesitated for a while and finally made a decision, which made his body lean forward slightly.

The lips that had been bitten due to tension could hardly provide any feedback at this time. The only perception he could feel was that the lines on the lips touched something.

It was almost a move that was about to leave, and even if it was just like this, Takeda felt that his heartbeat was almost at its limit, and his nervousness had spread throughout his entire thinking circuit.

Just like a thief, Takeda immediately lay down again, pretending that nothing had happened and closed his eyes again, trying to calm down his breathing and heartbeat that had just calmed down. The kiss just now seemed to inject a refreshing force into his body, causing him to break free from the tension, otherwise he would not have the intention to lie quietly like this.

【If you dream tonight, it must be a good dream, isn’t it?

About ten seconds later, Yuma's mouth, who had no reaction, suddenly curled up slightly - probably because the light was too dim, even at the distance just now, Takeda could not notice that the blush suddenly appeared on Yuma's face when he was staying above Yuma hesitating whether to kiss.

[If this happens, everyone will be even?] Perhaps he has realized that Takeda cannot see her expression clearly under this situation, Yuji's smile has become even brighter.
Chapter completed!