Nagai Hikaru's Ke Xuexing

Things like organizing and revising scripts were too boring for Nagai Hikaru, and eating pizza was not his taste, so when several stage play producers, screenwriters, directors, and Maori Kogoro were eating pizza, Nagai Hikaru took Hime Miyuki and Toyama Kazuha, and called Haba Shira, who was a little fidgety because of Kuroda Heibei's gaze, and left the villa to go to the dessert shop on the notebook.

After checking in at three stores, Nagai Hikaru announced that he was full, and then looked on in shock as Hime Miyuki and Toyama Kazuha continued to stuff strawberry-filled eclairs into their mouths with ease.

"Xiao Guang, aren't you going to eat anymore?" Yuanshan Heye swallowed the cream in his mouth and asked curiously.

Having already eaten a sundae, two skewers of dumplings, two fruit puddings, and a bean flour mochi, Nagai Hikaru waved his hands and said, "You guys eat. I can't eat any more."

"Xiao Guang, you have such a small appetite." Yuanshan Heye exclaimed as he picked up a piece of peach slice on the ice cream.

While eating the puffs with big mouthfuls, Himimiyuki nodded obediently: "Brother Yuba too, you guys don't want to eat anymore?"

Habashiro shook his head: "I'm not very interested in desserts."

"Take your time to eat. Savor this delicious dessert carefully to appreciate the efforts made by the maker. You don't have to eat faster for us. In fact, I was quite happy after taking the photo and checking in."

"Then let's eat in this restaurant and then go back. They should have almost finished reading the script." Yuanshan Heye said while holding the puff.

Nagai Hikaru put his elbows on the table and nodded with his chin in his hand: "It's been an afternoon, so I think you have finished talking about your opinions, right?"

When they returned to the villa in Zhumoto, Bai Yuba had to stop the car at the intersection because there were several police cars parked in front of the villa.

"Did something happen?" Yuanshan and Ye were the first to get out of the car.

"It's a murder case." A voice came from the side, and the people who got off the car saw Ooka Momiji and her housekeeper Iori Muga.

"Hongye?" Yuanshan Heye exclaimed in surprise.

Ooka Hongye smiled and greeted, "Long time no see, Miss Kazuha. The murder case has been solved, but..."

Ooka Momiji looked at the white Mazda and confirmed that everyone inside had gotten out before looking at Nagai Hikaru: "Isn't your brother here?"

"Brother?" Nagai Mitsuru was at a loss for a moment.

"Mr. Karasuma Akimitsu." Ooka Momiji raised her hand, supported her face and said, "My grandfather wanted me to contact Mr. Karasuma. I got the news that Mr. Karasuma would come here to check out the script project of this stage play, so I came to take a look. As a result, when I came here, I saw that the police car had arrived."

Hattori Heiji came out, put his hands in his pockets and said, "You guys are so slow. You only came back after the case was solved."

"Did you break it?" Yuanshan Heye asked happily.

"of course."

Nagai Hikaru said "oh" and continued to talk to Ooka Momiji: "Is there anything you want to see Karasuma about?"

"Nothing. Just getting to know each other. We're the same age. Grandpa spoke highly of him, and I've seen a lot of his photos online, so I just wanted to meet him in person and chat." Ooka Hongye put down her hand that was supporting her face. "What a pity that my brother didn't come. But it turns out that you are the sister of the Karasuma family. You two really look alike."

"Yes, people often say that." Nagai Hikaru smiled, "Anything else?"

"Nothing." Ooka Momiji glanced at Hattori Heiji who had somehow started arguing with Toyama Kazuha.

Hattori Heiji said, "You eat so much? You will get fat, right? Don't cry and ask to lose weight again." After that, he walked over, pinched Nagai Hikaru's waist with both hands, then let go of his hands and put them in front of Toyama Kazuha to make a gesture, "Look at Hikaru's waist. If you eat less, you don't have to cry and ask to lose weight every day like you do. If you come back earlier, you can see me solving cases heroically."

Yuanshan Heye clenched his fists: "Are you saying I'm fat?"

Hattori Heiji turned around again and grabbed Nagai Hikaru's waist with both hands: "Look, look!"

Nagai Hikaru felt that he could no longer hold back the smile on his face, so he covered his mouth with his hand and whispered to Hattori Heiji: "You are looking for death."

Toyama Kazuha put her hands on her hips and yelled, "Heiji, you big idiot!" Then she turned around angrily and walked into the villa with Himimiyuki.

He passed by Kuroda Bei who was walking out of the villa gate.

Hattori Heiji rolled his eyes and said, "Ah, she said she can eat a lot and eats more than twice as much as you."

"There are things she can say, but you can't." Seeing that Hattori Heiji still didn't let go, Nagai Hikaru said helplessly, "How long are you going to touch me?"

Hattori Heiji loosened his hands, pinched his waist and gestured, "Actually, our waists are about the same, why do you look so thin? Is it the visual effect of the clothes?"

"Do you want me to take it off for you to confirm?"

Hattori Heiji thought: "No need? When you wear your nightgown at night, is it convenient for you to lift it up so that I can measure it?"

Ooka Hongye turned calmly and said a few words to Kuroda Heibei and Iori Muga. Then she walked to Iori Muga and said, "Since Mr. Karasuma is not here, let's leave first."

"Okay." Iori Muga nodded, opened the door of a white luxury car next to him, and let Ooka Momiji get in.

Conan watched the two people leave, then turned around and saw Kuroda Bei standing next to a white car looking at Haneba Shira, and suddenly said: "Mr. Haneba, you look a lot like an old friend of mine."

"Really? What a coincidence?" Haku Yuba smiled.

"It looks even more like it when you smile."

Habashiro put away his smile and frowned slightly: "Mr. Kuroda."

"Sorry." Kuroda Bei turned his eyes away and opened the door of the car. "I hope you can still make sure that you are on the right path."

Conan stared at Kuroda Bei as he left, then walked over to Haba Haku and asked, "He used to be a public security officer?"

Hanaba Haku nodded, and when he saw Nagai Hikaru and Hattori Heiji had already walked into the villa, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "He is just a consultant now."

"Mr. Iori used to be in the Public Security Bureau, right?" Conan said jokingly, "The turnover rate of your Public Security Bureau is quite high."

Hanaba Haku turned his eyes away and said, "Come in. Xiaoguang has asked someone to pack desserts for you. They will be delivered soon."

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At night, the group all stayed in a villa that looked very classical Japanese.

Nagai Hikaru was wearing a white nightgown and sitting on the porch in front of the Japanese garden with a glass of milk, admiring the moon while listening to Conan chattering about the afternoon's case.

"Anyway, one of the producers is dead. Will this stage play continue?" Conan was holding his milk cup. The glass wind chimes above the corridor were ringing softly in the wind. Under the moonlight, the shadows of the two were stretched out and shone into the room behind.

"Because the previous contract was signed with the deceased producer, if we want to continue the stage play, we have to re-examine the contract and sign it again with the remaining person in charge of the team." Nagai Hikaru took a sip of the hot milk with both hands before continuing, "But it will not affect the production of the stage play. Tomorrow, the lawyer of the local Karasuma Group will come to contact them."

Conan said, "Oh," and then he said, "You said that you wanted to film Kudo Shinichi's stage play at first."

"Hakuba's detective is fine, because young detectives are more attractive." Nagai Hikaru finished the rest of the milk in one gulp with a red face, stood up and walked into the house, "Okay, after drinking, go rinse your mouth and go to bed."

Conan drank the milk in the cup with a smile. The room was furnished with traditional tatami mats and two futons had been placed there. Playing in the same room with Nagai Mitsuru made Conan feel as if their previous relationship had been completely restored, and he felt inexplicably happy inside.

"By the way, Xiaoguang, why did you ask consultant Kuroda to be the police advisor for this stage play?" Conan suddenly thought of this while sitting on the quilt.

"I didn't find him. I mentioned him to Mr. Ooka and he recommended him to me." Mitsuru Nagai pulled up the quilt and was about to get in.

"Mr. Ooka?"

"Ooka Kouye's grandfather was the former prime minister." Nagai Hikaru stroked his chin and recalled, "Ooka Kouye's family background can be said to be the Suzuki Sonoko of Kyoto."

"Hey, what's the meaning of her coming to see Karasuma Akimitsu today?" Conan became alert, "After she gave up Hattori Heiji, she fell in love with you?"

"No, it should be her grandfather who mentioned it to her. Is she interested?" Nagai Hikaru immediately dispelled Conan's nervousness. "She is from the Ooka family, and I am the head of the Karasuma family. If I really want to get married, I can't choose a woman with such a troublesome background. The same goes for her. If she wants to inherit the Ooka family in the future, she will definitely either choose someone with suitable political connections, or someone she has supported to the front. No matter how you look at it, I will not be a suitable candidate."

Conan was a little confused: "Xiao Guang... have you considered the option of getting married in the future?"

The veins on Nagai's bald head jumped, and he punched Conan on the top of the head: "It was you who asked. And I'm still so young, it's too early."

The paper door was opened with a snap, and Hattori Heiji, wearing a men's yukata, walked in with a tape measure in his hand: "I knew you guys weren't asleep yet, Xiaoguang, come here, let me measure your waist."

"Can't you tell the measurements of any girl at a glance?" Nagai Mitsuru pulled up the quilt to cover himself in surprise.

"Yes, so I know Kazuha's measurements, but you are a boy, so my observation of boys may be inaccurate. Come on, measure it." Hattori Heiji pulled the tape in his hand and smiled slyly, "Conan, come on, help hold him down, I'll measure it."

Conan touched the bag on his head and looked at Nagai Hikaru: "I'm sorry, Hikaru, who told you to hit me just now?" As he said that, he picked up his own strong strap beside the bed and pulled it, and together with Hattori Heiji, he showed an evil smile.

Shiro Haba walked to the door of Nagai Hikaru's room and knocked: "Hikaru, have you finished your milk? I'll collect the cups." Then he opened the paper door.

The quilts and pillows were scattered on the tatami in the room. Nagai Hikaru was lying on his back on the floor. Conan was tying Nagai Hikaru's wrists with a strong strap and pressing them over his head. Hattori Heiji was holding a rope-like thing, sitting on Nagai Hikaru's legs, pressing him down and trying to tie it around his waist.

"...What are you doing to him?" Veins popped out on Yuba Bai's head, and he clenched his fists as he walked into the house step by step.

"Wait! Mr. Yuba, please listen to our explanation!"