Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

"Eh?"

Miss Miyano's face turned red when Sakaki Makoto suddenly held her hand.

After looking in the direction of the kitchen.

"Let go, let go quickly."

She tried her best to pull her hand out. Sakaki Makoto noticed her intention and held it tighter.

He would not let Miss Miyano take the opportunity to escape.

Unless she told the purpose of the research institute.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you. Let go first."

Sakaki Makoto hesitated and let go of her hand.

If he was interrogating a criminal, he would definitely not let go.

But Miss Miyano is not a criminal.

Miss Miyano rubbed her numb hands and complained:

"Why are you so hard?"

"Are you afraid that I will run away?"

Sakaki Makoto nodded seriously.

Miss Miyano rolled her eyes immediately, sat back on the sofa, bounced a little, grabbed the cushion and hugged it in her arms, and stopped talking.

"Hello."

Looking at her sullen reaction, Makoto Sakaki frowned:

"What's the purpose?"

"I'm not called Hello, I have a name."

Miss Miyano held the remote control, kept changing the program, absent-minded.

"Ms. Miyano."

Makoto Sakaki changed the wording: "You should fulfill your promise now."

"Shiho."

"What?" Makoto Sakaki was stunned.

"Just call me Shiho."

Miss Miyano held the sandwich in her mouth and pretended to chew, so that she didn't need to make any expression.

"Don't get me wrong!"

"I just heard you call me Miss Miyano, and I always felt something was wrong."

Looking at her seemingly nonchalant, but actually very nervous, Makoto Sakaki laughed.

"Did you know"

"When you lie or are nervous, your toes will curl up?"

Click!

The sandwich fell on the carpet. Miss Miyano lowered her head with a stiff face and glanced at her toes. She knew her thoughts were exposed, so she raised the cushion in her arms and threw it at him:

"hentai!"

"How can a decent person stare at a girl's feet?!"

Sakaki Makoto felt the warmth and the smell of disinfectant on the cushion, and put the cushion behind him awkwardly.

This was the first time someone called him a pervert.

"Okay, Shiho."

Sakaki Makoto changed the way he addressed Miss Miyano.

"Tell me, what are you researching?"

"Or do you want to break the contract?"

Miss Miyano was silent. She hugged her knees and threw the sandwich on the ground into the trash can. She didn't speak for a long time.

She knew very well that some secrets could not be known by Sakaki Makoto.

Now Sakaki Makoto's relationship with the organization is not deep, and there is still a possibility of getting away.

Once he knows the most important secret in the organization.

When he betrays the organization, he will face Gin's endless pursuit to the ends of the earth.

So.

She couldn't say it.

"Ah, haven't you heard of a saying?"

Miss Miyano showed a sly smile:

"Betrayal is a woman's decoration."

"You shouldn't have let go from the beginning."

"Because if you let go, she will slip away."

"Next time, don't make such a stupid mistake."

She picked up another sandwich and was about to open it when it was snatched away by a hand.

"Really, how many times have I told you!"

Miyano Akemi wore an apron, pouted her lips and put her hands on her hips:

"Don't eat these snacks before meals!"

"You won't be able to eat!"

As she said that, Miyano Akemi laid a rubber mat on the table and brought the steaming electric hot pot up.

Plug in the power, apply butter to the hot pot, stir-fry the extremely well-marbled beef, sprinkle a little sugar, and when the aroma is fragrant, pour the brewed kelp and bonito broth in the pot, and then cover the pot.

Akemi Miyano put down a few cushions, drew the curtains, knelt down at the table, and glanced at Makoto Sakaki, who looked strange:

"Makoto?"

"What's wrong with you?"

Makoto Sakaki shook his head: "Nothing."

Miss Miyano on the side secretly rejoiced, her eyes slightly curved.

Makoto Sakaki glared at her and said vengefully:

"It's just that I was pecked by a swallow that flew from somewhere."

"Swallow?"

Akimi Miyano looked around the room in surprise, and didn't even find a swallow hair.

It would be strange if she could find it.

Makoto Sakaki didn't expect that Miss Miyano would blatantly refuse to pay, which really caught him off guard.

However.

Shiho Miyano deliberately concealed the purpose of the research institute, which aroused Makoto Sakaki's curiosity even more.

What kind of research is so mysterious?

It's still a live experiment.

It's absolutely abnormal!

While waiting for the pot to boil, Akemi Miyano glanced back and forth between Makoto Sakaki and Miss Miyano, narrowed her eyes slightly, raised the corners of her mouth, and asked:

"What were you talking about just now?"

"I seem to have heard a secret or something vaguely."

Without waiting for Makoto Sakaki to answer, Miss Miyano hurriedly shouted:

"Sister, you heard it wrong!"

"We were just talking about TV shows!"

"Right?"

Miss Miyano's eyes shot over.

Makoto Sakaki nodded quickly:

"Yes, Shiho is right."

Suddenly, Akemi Miyano's eyes lit up with gossip:

"Shiho?"

"Makoto, you have already started calling her Shiho!"

"Then call me Akemi too."

Makoto Sakaki scratched his head, feeling a little uncomfortable with the sudden intimacy

Perhaps to the Miyano sisters, he is still the same person he was ten years ago.

But to him, the Miyano sisters were complete strangers before today.

The relationship progressed too fast.

Steam came out of the glass lid, and the milky white soup was boiling. Miyano Akemi lifted the glass lid, picked up the cut vegetables, and put them into the pot little by little with long chopsticks.

Slices of cabbage, segments of green onions, square konjac, tofu, enoki mushrooms, radishes, and shiitake mushrooms.

The carefully selected fresh vegetables were mostly immersed in the bonito broth, like a girl entering a hot spring, shyly absorbing the nutrients in the broth, and waves of tempting aroma spread, and Makoto Sakaki couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

This is a standard Kanto-style sukiyaki.

Only bonito broth, a little soy sauce, salt, and sugar are used for seasoning.

It is smooth and refreshing, tender and juicy.

After Akemi Miyano finished all this, she covered the pot again and turned the heat to medium-low to simmer.

During this time, she took out the sterilized eggs she bought from the supermarket and gently tapped and broke them on the edge of the blue-white porcelain bowl.

The clear, slightly yellowish, slippery eggs fell into the bowl, and she quickly stirred them with chopsticks to make egg liquid.

"Makoto's."

The small bowl that served as a dipping saucer was placed in front of her.

"Shiho's"

The second small bowl.

"Mine."

The last bowl was settled.

Akemi Miyano smiled and lifted the lid of the pot.

After several minutes of stewing, the soup had completely penetrated the cabbage, tofu, enoki mushrooms and green onions.

The beef was already cooked, but the vegetables such as radish and mushrooms needed to be cooked for a while longer.

As long as you follow the order, you can enjoy endless deliciousness.

"Okay~"

"Sorry to have kept you waiting~"

"Let's eat~"