Conan: Naruto

"Why~?"

Xiaolan curiously looked at Kudo Shinichi who was at a loss, and asked in a playful tone:

"Why does Conan always wear glasses~~~?"

"That, of course!"

Kudo Shinichi, who was sitting on the sofa, put on his glasses properly, leaned back slightly, suppressed his nervousness and looked at Xiaolan who was close at hand, and pretended to be calm and hurriedly defended:

“I have low vision, and not wearing glasses makes me feel insecure!”

Dongfang Haoyue was frightened when she heard this.

She held her forehead with one hand in her heart and said with extreme melancholy:

"What kind of sense of security is there? Xiaolan's suspicion must be even more serious!!!"

"Um......"

Xiaolan was stunned.

She stood up, put her hands behind her back, and clasped her hands together. She carefully observed Kudou Shinichi's uneasy facial expression in an indescribable way, and was about to pursue him.

"Sorry to bother you."

A lady wearing a light brown women's suit with brown lining and dark brown hair reaching her neck walked into the open door of the office.

She folded her hands, held the smaller brown handbag in front of her, looked elegantly at Moori Kogoro and then at Xiaolan, and politely confirmed:

"Excuse me...is this the Mori Detective Agency?"

"Ah, yes."

Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, turned sideways, and looked at the lady politely.

Seeing that Xiaolan's attention was successfully transferred, Dongfang Haoyue couldn't help but caress her chest, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed happily in her heart:

"Alive again..."

"call......"

Kudo Shinichi exhaled a slight breath of carbon dioxide, cautiously jumped off the sofa, and tiptoed towards Dongfang Haoyue, who also jumped off the sofa.

After a short time.

"I see."

Mouri Kogoro was sitting on the sofa facing the closed door. On the wooden table in front of him was a ceramic cup holding hot coffee on a ceramic tray.

He propped his elbows on the wooden table, looked at the noble lady and Kujiu Qihui with a sudden realization, and complained slightly dissatisfiedly:

"The person invited here by that guy turned out to be you."

"what?"

Ninety-seven Megumi sat on the sofa opposite Mouri Kogoro. The wooden table in front of her was placed with a ceramic cup holding hot coffee on a ceramic tray. She didn't quite understand Kogoro's reaction.

Xiaolan, who had just put on a white apron, stood on the smooth floor to the left of the wooden table, looked at Kogoro in surprise, and asked in confusion:

"Who is that guy dad is talking about?"

"It's sister Xiaolan's mother~"

Dongfang Haoyue stood on the left side of Kudo Shinichi behind Mouri Kogoro, looked at Xiaolan with a smile, and replied cheerfully:

"That's Aunt Fei Yingli~"

Dongfang Haoyue looked at the expressionless Mouri Kogoro, looking for approval cheerfully:

"Isn't that right, uncle~?"

Mouri Kogoro said nothing.

He looked forward without focusing on anything, picked up the ceramic cup and placed it to his mouth without looking, and took a sip of coffee with a slight frown.

"Eh~~~?"

Xiaolan laughed happily in surprise.

She looked at Mouri Kogoro with a smile, and confirmed in disbelief:

"Is he the client introduced by my mother~?"

Xiaolan didn't wait for Mouri Kogoro, who was frowning, to respond. She raised her right hand to cover her red lips, put her fingers together, and praised with a naughty smile:

"Oh, I didn't expect dad and mom to get along so well~

It seems that you will be able to reconcile soon~~~! "