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Kaito Kuroba's home.

"Snoring~!"

"Snoring~!"

"Snoring~!" Mu Muxiao, with a round body, was sleeping on the soft sofa, and a big air bubble appeared outside its nose.

If the bubble is punctured, there will be an explosion, "Boom~!", and it will be woken up.

If the person who wakes it up is not someone close to you, then you will be attacked by a wooden owl with a waking temper.

So it is not a last resort to poke the big bubbles it produces due to sleep.

It's been okay lately.

Not as tired as before.

But also because of the tired way before.

It has accumulated a lot of strange thief experience.

For example, attaching a camera to the heel to record something, moving Kaito Kidd's Q version of the cute balloon to trick a police officer, sneaking around vents or sewers to draw a map, and so on.

Among them, Zoroark will also give most of the help.

But due to Zoroark's own nature, it is not easy to show his face.

Therefore, most of the basic tasks were passed to Mu Muxiao from it.

And next to the sofa.

"Pickpocket~!" The bored pickpocket cat played with the fur ball alone.

From time to time, use its little meat pad to catch the fur ball.

Sometimes when the fur ball hits the sleeping Mu Muxiao's head, it won't wake up either.

Pickpocket Cat feels so bored.

Because no one plays with it.

Kuroba Chikage was catching up on sleep on the bed.

Kuroba Kaito ran off to school.

In recent days, it has always been played with no one to accompany it.

It made the sneaky kung fu on it useless.

"Pickpicker~pickpocket~!" Pickpocket Cat looked at the furball in front of him, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and the cat slapped the furball away.

Then he raised his proud little head, jumped slightly, and landed on the sofa, staring directly at the TV that was still playing anime, thinking about something in his mind.

Cat me!It’s no longer rare for this prop to coax kittens~pick picker~!

Cat me!When can I show my skills?I only stole a few simple things last time, and my attendance rate is not as much as that of the latecomer Mu Muxiao. I am an old man who really loses face! ! ! ~Pickpockets~!

After a while.

It was attracted by cartoons on TV.

Just forget about the problem you just thought about.

"Pickpicker~!" Pickpocket Cat's eyeballs were full of animation clips, staring at the TV screen motionless.

Cat me!I still feel that my current life is better~ Pickpockets~!

"Creak~!" The sound of the door opening outside came to the pickpocket cat on the sofa in the hall.

"Pickpockets~!" The pickpocket cat's ears moved, and immediately jumped down cleverly, and the cat quickly headed for the door.

It's him who's back~pickpocket~!

When it came to the door, it was not him.

Huh!It's her ~pick picker~!

Aoko Nakamori, who has two feathers from the green cotton bird on top of his head, saw the pickpocket cat, squatted down, picked it up, and started to stroke the cat hair on its body, with a happy smile on his face: "The pickpocket cat feels good. .”

"Pickpicker~!" Pickpocket Cat didn't resist, and took the initiative to let her do something to him.

After all, it's rare to have someone who can tickle it right now.

"Pi~pi~!" The pink baby leather stepped out and ran around in this place.

From time to time, I rummaged around looking for something.

"Chirp Chirp~!" And the green cotton bird that stayed quietly above her also moved.

It flapped its soft wings, left the top of her head, flew into the hall, and saw the familiar round figure.

Immediately, he flew over, approached Mu Muxiao, and sat down.

Behind, a few minutes.

Kuroba Kaito also returned.

Zoroark, who was a little shorter than him, followed him.

"Pickpicker~!" Seeing him coming back, the pickpocket cat jumped out of her arms excitedly, and immediately came to him.

Seeing this, Aoko Nakamori had a jealous little expression on his face.

It seems to be saying, pickpocket cat, you big scumbag.

Kuroba Kaito picked it up with a smile, and patted its small head: "Next time, I'm playing with you."

"Now I have something to do."

"Pickpicker~!" The pickpocket cat jumped down again.

Hearing this, Aoko Nakamori tilted his head slightly and asked curiously, "Kaito, what can you do at this time?"

While changing his shoes, he replied, "Go and meet Lupine III."

"That guy acted against my identity!!"

"It's just right, let's use the birth of the cherry sapphire to compare who is better between me and him."

"Lupine the Third?" She questioned for a moment, and then quickly said: "I heard from my father that he was injured in the Metropolitan Police Department battle a few days ago!"

"It's better now so quickly?"

"And you're going against the Metropolitan Police Department, which is going all out?"

"Isn't he afraid of getting hurt again?"

"Almost." After changing his shoes, he went to live on the second floor, and someone followed him: "This time there is a notice letter, so there should be no mistake."

"Injuries are nothing to him."

"He's the kind of guy who thinks the more difficult the more interesting it is."

"For me, it's the same kind of people."

"I'm very interested in him."

"The last time we met was just a quick glance, this time we must impress him."

The arc on Kuroba Kaito's face rose even more, as if full of anticipation for a duel after meeting someone.

"Then I will go too." As usual, she put forward her idea of ​​going again: "I also want to see who Lupine III is who can get such a high evaluation from you!"

"..." Kaito Kuroba had expected her to be like this for a long time, and he was familiar with it after all: "Got it."

"When the time comes, you go with the people over there."

Immediately afterwards, he took something from his room, and went out again: "Help me make something to eat later."

"I'm leaving!"

He's going somewhere to hand out that Kidd card.

"Ya~!" Zoroark was collected into the poke ball.

"The people over there?" Aoko Nakamori looked at their leaving backs, question marks all over his face, and asked himself, "Who is it?"

"Who am I going with?"

"I don't understand!!!"

"Pi~pi~!" At this time, Baby Pi also rushed over, making a coquettish move, asking for a hug.

But from behind, two smooth white hands descended from the sky, grabbed it and stuffed it into their arms.

It turned out that Chikage Kuroba, who was wearing a loose purple pajamas, made the hand.

Aoko Nakamori turned his head, looked at the yawning beauty in front of him, and greeted, "Aunt Qiankage, you're awake."

"Ah."

"Pi~pi~!" Baby Pi struggled again.

"Pickpicker~!" Pickpocket Cat heard the movement and rushed over.

Then, it was time for the two of them to talk.