Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Wakasa Rumi's glasses were reflecting light: "Really?! Is Kazuyu coming too? He was my junior in art school!"

"I wonder if he still remembers me." Wakasa put his hand on his lips and recalled: "He was the school hunk at that time, and he was good at drawing, so——"

“Ah, sorry, sorry, that got a little off topic.” Wakasa put away his smile: “After I finish painting, I will send the children home.”

In the afternoon, Baijiu came to the high-end residential area where Wakasa lived according to the address given by Conan.

Baijiu was dressed in a fresh style, carrying a small cross-body bag, holding gouache paint, and wearing a hat, waiting for everyone downstairs.

"Brother Yiyu!" Ayumi was the first to raise her hand and greet him.

"Everyone is here." Baijiu stroked Ayumi's hair and glanced at Asaka beside her.

"Excuse me, who is the person next to you... ? What should I call you?" Baijiu asked politely, showing his excellent acting skills.

"You probably don't remember me, but I'm your senior anyway!" Wakasa fumbled for the liquor with his hands dishonestly: "After all these years, you're still as handsome as ever!"

She used the molestation as a cover-up to search Baijiu to confirm whether he was carrying any weapons or firearms and whether he had any other ideas.

Wakasa pretended to be a crazy girl, staring deeply at Baijiu, and sent a message to him with her eyes: "You are so handsome!"

"Hey, hey, hey... Mr. Wakasa, it's better to be reserved." Baijiu smiled awkwardly: "The children are all here."

Baijiu kept leaning back, deliberately keeping a distance from her and trying his best to reduce physical contact.

"And I...I already have a partner, so this is a bit awkward...We have never met before."

“Ah?...You have a partner.” Wakasa quickly let go of her hands: “Sorry, sorry! I really didn’t know, I’m really sorry!”

"I'm just too excited. After all, I finally got to see the campus hunk up close, so I can't help but feel a little nervous."

"Just pretend nothing happened." Wakasa kept a distance from him and tried to calm himself down.

Huibara covered her mouth and whispered to Conan: "I didn't expect... Mr. Wakasa would go so crazy when seeing a handsome guy..."

Conan muttered to himself: "This world is really small... It turns out that Wakasa wrote down Ichiyu's name because he liked him..."

As everyone got to the elevator, Baijiu exclaimed, "I didn't expect you, Wakasa-sensei, to live in a high-rise apartment like this."

"Yes, after all, I make a lot of money from painting."

They were walking in the corridor, and suddenly, Baijiu and Conan's eyes were attracted by a beautifully dressed woman.

She stood outside Xiao Yang's room, motionless, just silently pressing the doorbell, repeating the action over and over again.

She uttered a disdainful "tsk" and pounded on the door, making a loud "bang!" sound, which scared the Bai Ge group.

Without looking back, he disappeared from their sight.

"The makeup on that sister just now was so thick. It looked like she had something to do with the teacher's neighbor."

Baijiu looked at Wakasa thoughtfully, as if he had guessed her purpose, and smiled faintly.

He walked up to her and whispered, "You want to test the child, right? Otherwise, how could all this happen so coincidentally?"

Wakasa remained silent, but left an intriguing smile.

"Who is the teacher's neighbor?" Conan changed the subject, raised his head, and asked Wakasa in a cute and coquettish voice.

"I remember he seemed to be some kind of athlete." Wakasa pushed open the door and turned his head to look at Conan: "I've only seen him two or three times."

"We are not particularly close and we hardly interact with each other."

After a while, it was already dark, the moonlight quietly floated in the sky, and the bright moonlight shone downwards.

"The painting is done!!" Ayumi celebrated happily.

"I feel that the painting done by Teacher Yi Yu is better than the previous one!" Yuan Tai gave a thumbs up and praised.

"As expected of Teacher Yi Yu!" the Bai Gei Group said in unison.

“No, no…” Baijiu hurriedly tried to smooth things over: “Wakasa-sensei’s painting is also very good. This is something we drew together.”

"Don't just attribute the credit to me." Baijiu touched the back of his head embarrassedly and pointed at the painting: "Look."

"The tiger drawn by Mr. Wakasa is just the right size and looks very imposing. The tiger's eyes are the finishing touch!"

"Just right! The tiger's lifelike appearance is vividly displayed, making this lifeless painting come alive."

Wakasa smiled gently, "Teacher Ichiyu is still polite." She pressed her heels against her hips.

Stretching backwards, he said, "All that's left is for the paint to dry and for the painting to be attached to the cardboard."

"But." Baijiu stroked the ends of Ayumi's hair: "Most importantly, I want to thank you little guys. Without you, I can't do this anymore."

“We may still be painting now.”

The atmosphere was peaceful and harmonious, and everyone was in high spirits with a smile on their face.

"Well, to thank you for coming to help." Wakasa stood up slowly and straightened his clothes: "I will treat you to omelette rice tonight."

"Really?!!!" Yuantai became excited instantly.

"Let me help too. My cooking skills are pretty good." Baijiu patted his chest.

"Ah... OK, come and help me cook. It will save some time. I think these kids must be starving."

Baijiu closed the kitchen door, his tone suddenly became serious, the smile just now disappeared, and he said coldly: "You should have prepared it in advance."

He leaned against the refrigerator door: "Are you also beginning to doubt this kid Conan?"

Wakasa snorted coldly, took out the green onions and garlic and cut them with a knife: "I have suspected it for a long time, you know, I know everything."

"I know what you don't know." Wakasa held up the frame of his glasses: "Your adaptability and acting skills are outstanding."

"It's really different having a girlfriend who's an actress." Wakasa cracked two eggs, put them into a bowl, and used chopsticks to stir them.

Baijiu ignored him and asked curiously, "Didn't you do it beforehand? Why do you have to do it again?"

"Because I don't like eating leftovers." Wakasa put the steamed rice into the pot: "I won't do anything that will harm my own interests."

"Although these rice have been stored for a while, there is no need to worry. The shelf life is 120 days and there is no problem eating them."

"I am an egoist, and I only care about myself in everything."

"But." Wakasa raised his voice: "But don't worry, I won't reveal your identity."

"At least for now, we are grasshoppers tied to the same rope."