Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

"Why...why..."

Princess Mira relaxed her fists, trembling slightly, and said softly with indescribable emotion:

"Why would Sonoko..."

At this point, Princess Mira was so upset that she could no longer speak.

Kudo Shinichi drank the juice in small sips from beginning to end, quietly listening to the subtle conversation between Haoyue and Mira.

next second.

"Well... how should I put it, Sonoko may make fun of everyone occasionally, but she is very delicate at heart."

Dongfang Haoyue thought of Suzuki Sonoko's beautiful smile, and a loving arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked at Princess Mira softly and said in a serious and low voice:

"My reaction at that time was not much different from Mira's now, but Sonoko smiled and said to me... She could have possessed me flawlessly and never gave other girls any chance, but...

However, when the time came, Sonoko couldn't bear to hurt you, who was as kind as Xiaolan.

Finally, Sonoko told me... as long as Mira doesn't cross the line and get close to me, Sonoko will try to be Mira's friend, try her best to touch Mira's heart, and judge whether Mira can be with me. "

"Very good......"

Princess Mira had always been worried that Suzuki Sonoko would not agree to her being with Dongfang Haoyue. Now that she saw hope, her blue eyes were shining with joy.

Dongfang Haoyue saw that Mira was no longer worried about whether the development of her relationship would be hindered, and a warm arc appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Kudo Shinichi raised his head slightly and looked at Mira, his bright glasses reflecting the clear sunlight, and he smiled in his heart and said calmly:

"I don't want Haoyue to love someone else while loving me, but this someone else is you and Yuanzi.

Haha, I won’t object.”

During this period.

"Hahaha~"

Maori Kogoro supported the table with his left elbow, held his cheek with his palm, picked up the red teacup on the table with his right hand, held it to his lips, took a sip, put it back, looked at the surprised Xiaolan leisurely, and confirmed with a happy smile:

"Mr. Hijikata will come to see me soon~"

As Kogoro Mouri was speaking, he took out an antique cigarette box from the inside pocket of his shirt with his left hand, waved it in front of his left chest, used inertia to open it and ejected a cigarette.

Xiaolan relaxed her fists and asked curiously:

"Why would a famous actor like that want to meet you?"

"Of course he needs to meet me. My excellence is enough to attract him."

Kogoro Mouri held the cigarette box to his mouth, picked up a cigarette, closed the lid with his index finger, put it back in place, took out a silver lighter from his shirt pocket with his right hand, pressed the switch, lit the cigarette, and put it back in place.

He looked at Xiaolan happily and explained casually:

"In fact, Hijikata-san is going to play a detective in a TV drama, and he wants me, a famous detective, to give him some advice as a reference!"

"Wow!!!

Amazing! ! "

Xiaolan put her hands together and placed them on her collar. A happy smile appeared on her pretty face. She unexpectedly remembered something. She placed her left hand flat on the table, lightly touched her red lips with her right index finger, and looked up at the elegant ceiling. She said in confusion:

"I remember that Mr. Hijikata only acted in period dramas. Isn't that his selling point?"

"It seems to me that..."

Maori Kogoro pondered for a moment, tilted his head slightly, changed the subject, and speculated lightly:

"He's been a bit lonely lately. Maybe he's been replaced as an actor in period dramas?"

The voice just fell.

"so sorry."

A middle-aged man was kneeling on the bench behind Kogoro Mori, his body facing Kogoro. He was wearing an orange mid-sleeved shirt, light brown trousers, semi-round frame glasses and a dark brown belt. He had bangs tilted to the right. He was tall and looked to be in his fifties.

The man placed Kogoro's bench back flat with his left hand, pinched the frame with his right hand, and pulled it down slightly. He looked at Kogoro with a playful look, and said with a deliberately self-deprecating smile:

"I feel a little lonely."

"what!"

Kogoro Mouri suddenly heard the noise, opened his mouth in fright, and his cigarette fell into the white ceramic ashtray on the table in front of him. He turned around and looked at the tall man in surprise.

Xiaolan looked at the tall man and observed him carefully. She was startled and confirmed with great surprise:

"T-Hijikata Kozaburo!?"

"Shhh."

The tall man, Hijikata Kozaburo, panicked for a moment. He grabbed the back of the bench with his right hand, placed his left index finger on his lips, looked at Xiaolan nervously, and warned carefully:

“Don’t be so loud.”

Xiaolan hasn't reacted yet.

Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi and Princess Mira interrupted their communication, restrained their emotions, and looked at Hijikata Yukisaburo curiously.

Hijikata looked back at the many customers, then looked at Xiaolan and explained carefully:

“It would be bad if other customers attracted reporters.”

"reporter?"

Maori Kogoro looked at Hijikata Kosaburo in surprise, and after a moment of thought, an idea suddenly occurred to him, and he narrated with sudden enlightenment:

"Yes, now many people know about your divorce with your wife."

The voice just fell.

Xiaolan put her hands on her legs, a drop of sweat on her cheek, looked at Hijikata Kozaburo in disbelief, and confirmed that she suspected she had heard it wrongly:

"Divorce storm?"

"No, no, no, that's a lie without any basis!"

Hijikata Kozaburo waved his hand to clarify, retracted his upright gaze from looking at Xiaolan, turned to look at Maori Kogoro, spread his hands, and explained helplessly:

“My wife, Yumi, is also very troubled.

She just said a few words to a slightly handsome man, and those reporters said she wanted to cheat and get a divorce."

"Oh, there's nothing we can do about it!"

Maori Kogoro looked at Hijikata Kosaburo with empathy, smiled friendly and comforted him:

"Your wife is a beautiful actress, so it's inevitable that reporters will make up rumors about her."

"Anyway..."

Hijikata Kozaburo stood up backwards, strode to the right front of Maori Kogoro, bent down to pick up the bill on the table, and suggested casually:

"Let's get out of here and go to my house."

Without waiting for Maori Kogoro's response, Hijikata Kozaburo turned and walked to the counter further to the right behind Kogoro. He looked back at him, blinked his right eye playfully, and happily sought his approval:

"Can you, Mr. Maori?"

"teacher......?"

Kogoro Mouri stood there in a daze, a confused look on his mature face.

Hijikata Yukisaburo turned his head to look at the counter and walked over slowly.

Xiaolan was slightly stunned when she saw this scene, and thought in surprise:

"Dad is being called teacher again!"

at the same time.

Princess Mira picked up the juice on the table in front of her and held it in front of her chest. She lowered her head slightly, bit the straw, and quickly drank the juice. She looked forward at the clean table and thought in surprise:

"teacher?

What a special name."

The thought just fell.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi put their four little hands together, holding the glass and moving them constantly, drinking the juice back and forth.

Hijikata Yukisaburo stopped outside the counter, politely communicated with the beautiful waitress inside the counter, and paid the bill for Mori Kogoro on his behalf.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi put down their glasses on the dining table. Four small hands gathered on Shinichi's soft belly. They looked up at Hijikata Kosaburo and recalled in their hearts with emotion:

"Someone called the Maori detective a teacher again. I still remember that student became a criminal last time..."

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after a while.

Tall apartment, first floor, with spacious back door area.

Hijikata Kozaburo walked through the fire escape and stopped inside the tightly closed door. He turned his head and looked at Maori Kogoro who was following not far behind him, and gestured in a friendly manner:

"Come here, teacher."