"You came all the way to the Metropolitan Police just to give it to me?"
"Of course not. Sending flowers is only secondary. The main purpose is to take you on a date. I have suffered a lot for this." Katsumi Uehara, who picked up his wrinkled suit jacket and opened the car door, mentioned that.
When you are surrounded by shameless colleagues, it is inevitable that you will be full of resentment.
If it hadn't been for that group of people that delayed him for so long, why would he have wasted so much time?
"Speaking of which, why would they attack you?"
Miwako Sato, who was holding a rose in her hand and full of joy, also bent over and got into the car. She got into the passenger seat and closed the door. Her tone was curious: "I think the Megure Police Department seems to be very angry, and this time it seems to be a joint effort between multiple departments. You
Have you ever offended people in other departments?”
The Metropolitan Police Department was very large, with many departments, so many internal conflicts were resolved within their respective departments. She couldn't figure out what Katsumi Uehara had done, so that people from those departments could put aside their previous grudges and rush forward.
"They are jealous of me, jealous that I hold a beautiful woman in my arms."
The man who started the car grunted, with a look of ambition on his face: "To be honest, I understand. After all, there are not many men who are as lucky as me in this world.
“I won’t miss out on promotions or raises, I’m pregnant with a beautiful woman and my boss is optimistic about me, I’m a real winner in life.
"You must know that I am only 25 years old this year. In the eyes of that group of people, I am a peer or junior, but now my life is more comfortable than them."
"Really? Then I'll just take it as true."
Sato Miwako, who was looking down at the flowers, was in a good mood, and she didn't dwell too much on this excuse that was full of loopholes. She gently poked the petals of one rose after another with her right index finger, and gently swayed her legs, happily
From time to time, a little tune would come out of his throat, and Hara Katsumi could hear him looking at him sideways.
"What are you looking at? Is there something strange on my face?"
"have."
"What?"
"Kiss me and I'll tell you."
"Today is the second day after we confirmed our relationship and you want to kiss. So what do you want to do tomorrow on the third day?" Miwako Sato turned around and raised her eyebrows, half-smiling.
"Correction, I didn't say kissing."
Katsuki Uehara, who was turning the steering wheel with one hand, touched the edge of the car window with one hand, raised his eyes to glance at the rearview mirror outside the window, stepped on the accelerator and took the lead: "This kiss can be a courtesy kiss, such as a kiss on the cheek.
Of course, I won’t object if you want to kiss other places.”
"Forget it then. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it anymore and won't want to see you go to jail."
"Shouldn't you be the one who can't help it? There are not many men like me who exude a different kind of charm. You have to make good use of it."
"do you know?"
Miwako Sato, who smiled without showing her teeth, sat sideways, her right shoulder pressed on the back of the seat, her head resting on the headrest, and she joked: "Your narcissism is really serious sometimes, so serious that I even have
I think you might be hysterical."
The bangs in front of her forehead naturally hung down a few strands due to friction, and the moment they spread out, they added a bit of charm to Miwako's heroic eyebrows.
In this lazy posture, this unspoken charm expanded even more out of thin air.
"You are the first person to say that about me. Sure enough, you have a pair of eyes that are good at discovering advantages, otherwise you wouldn't have fallen in love with me." The index fingers of both hands lightly tapped the leather wrapped on the steering wheel, and Uehara Katsumi's words of admiration became even more intense.
This made Miwako Sato chuckle.
She didn't know why she wanted to laugh, she didn't know when her laughing point started to become so low, and she didn't know why she felt so happy from the moment she received the rose.
Uehara Katsumi, who was driving at the moment, was facing her sideways, and his angular profile was clearly imprinted on her eyes, her heart, and her mind under the sunlight.
In the past, when watching movies, TV series, and reading novels, Miwako Sato always felt that men and women who fell in love always liked to do some useless things and say some useless words.
He could talk about a pebble on the road, talk about the past, and then imagine the future. His personality and thinking suddenly regressed by ten or twenty years, and he was so childish that it was terrifying.
She felt it was very unreasonable.
But now, she feels it makes sense.
Because love is indeed so unreasonable.
"Is this an advantage?"
"Isn't that an advantage?"
The warm sun dappled through the car window and fell on the men and women who were bickering one after another, blending with each other——
Until the car stopped at the entrance of a sushi restaurant.
"The parking space isn't here, Katsumi."
"Police office."
After getting out of the car, Uehara Katsumi opened the collar of his suit and shook it, showing half of his police ID card. The helpless Miwako Sato closed the car door: "Sooner or later, Yumi will revoke your driver's license."
"With you here, what should I be afraid of?"
"I won't help you cheat."
"We'll see, don't say it so harshly."
Before Katsumi Uehara opened the door curtain and called the waiter, his eyes were attracted by the "family of three" sitting on the left side of the door——
Mouri Kogoro, Mouri Ran, and Edogawa Conan with the word "preoccupied" written all over his face. This elementary school student has obviously thick bags under his eyes, obviously due to lack of sleep.
"Officer Uehara? Officer Sato?"
Mao Lilan was obviously surprised to see these two people here, but she still waved to them politely and said hello.
"Detective Mori? Xiaolan?" Miwako Sato was also a little surprised to see an acquaintance.
When Conan heard the commotion, he immediately raised his head and immediately locked horns with Katsumi Uehara - if it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would have had to chat with this trouble-making master.
The incident involving Miyano Akemi's sisters caused him to have insomnia last night, and he stayed up all night worried about the doctor.
"You guys, this is...?" The meticulous Mao Lilan was keenly aware of the unusual distance between Uehara Katsumi and Sato Miwako, and a gossipy light suddenly burst out in her eyes, and her eyes kept fluctuating back and forth between the two of them.
"Introduce me, my girlfriend."
"As you can see, we are together."
Immediately after Uehara Katsumi's introduction, Sato Miwako's voice sounded almost simultaneously. At this young age, Mao Lilan suddenly became excited.
"..."
Did this guy really catch Officer Sato? Wasn’t the rhetoric on the phone just perfunctory to me?
Conan, who was holding a ball of sushi in his hand, had eyes blurred and scratched the back of his head with his other hand in confusion: How did he do it?
The moment he saw the two people declaring their tacit understanding, Mouri Kogoro, who put down his beer glass after saying hello, suddenly became more conscious and sent his blessings.
Although his marriage was a mess, at least he understood the incredible feeling of falling in love every minute.
"Hello sir, this is the luxurious sushi platter you ordered."
"Thanks."
Just after the two exchanged pleasantries, a very ear-splitting French accent immediately attracted Katsuki Uehara's attention - a slender foreigner and his companion were sitting not far away eating sushi, which seemed familiar.
The look on his face made Katsuki Uehara's expression become unusually dull.
"What's wrong? Do you know that foreigner?"
After discovering the abnormality of her boyfriend's condition for the first time, Miwako Sato immediately glanced at the target with the eyes of a police officer, and said strangely after finding nothing wrong.
"Ah, my idol."
——?!
It was the first time that Miwako Sato heard that her boyfriend actually had an idol. Her eyes widened immediately and she looked at the middle-aged foreigner in disbelief.
His refined temperament is a bonus, but he looks like a university professor, not an idol star at all.
"Arsene Wenger, the head coach of the J-League team Nagoya Grampus, is French. He came to Japan from France last year and is known for the beautiful style of play of the team he leads."
Conan on the side recognized who it was with just one glance. He lowered his head slightly, pushed up his glasses, and told the origin of the foreigner.
"Huh? Conan, how do you know so clearly?" Mao Lilan was puzzled.
——?!
Oops!
"Ah, that's because Brother Shinichi told me about him. This foreigner led Nagoya Grampus to win the Japan Emperor's Cup when he first came to coach the team, defeating the team that Brother Shinichi supported.
"That's why I remembered it, haha, hahaha..."
Conan, who was so excited that he came up with a universal excuse, raised his head and revealed a cute smile, scratching the back of his head with one hand and laughing awkwardly.
"So, the head coach of the football team is Katsuki your idol?"
"Ah, that's right. There are many famous football coaches, but Arsene Wenger is my favorite. I particularly like his beautiful football concepts."
Sato Miwako nodded clearly.
Combined with Uehara Katsumi's past experience, she now came back to her senses and immediately wrote down the appearance and name of the middle-aged French man.
She had already thought about what her first birthday gift would be for Uehara Katsumi on his birthday in the future.