【Comprehensive Anime】Gender-swapped Tomie is a popular figure

Conan rolled his eyes, and moved his gaze half-moon to Suzuki Sonoko who was standing next to Mouri Ran, and complained in his heart.

She lets all kinds of people in. Is she really the daughter of the Suzuki Group?

Whether it was true or not, she was dancing excitedly with Mao Lilan on her arm.

"I didn't expect my Tomie man to be here too!"

The more she spoke, the brighter her eyes became, and soon she held her face with both hands, revealing a slightly intoxicated, love-crazed expression, and swayed in ecstasy on the spot.

“(???), Ahhhhhh, I’m so happy. Today I can see two male gods, both of them are master-level, and Tomie is even more beautiful!”

Mao Lilan was also searching for Egawakami's figure. After seeing her pretty figure on the observation deck, she smiled shyly. When she suddenly heard Suzuki Sonoko say "two", she was stunned for a moment and didn't react.

"Two, who else?"

"Oh, of course it's Kaito Kidd, Mr. Kidd!" Suzuki Sonoko blinked, her face full of weird excitement, "The notice has been sent out, Mr. Kidd will definitely come tonight. I really want to be stolen by Mr. Kidd, he has already stolen the male god Tomie, luckily Tomie is safe!"

Maori Kogoro heard Suzuki Sonoko's loud shouting in front of him, and he was very upset: "It is obvious that Kidd's target this time is the gem. Why would he steal people, even though he has learned from the past."

Indeed, having learned from his previous experience, Kaito Kidd would never steal again in public. Not to say it is absolute, but the exposure factor is high enough, and he might even accidentally hurt passers-by.

Mao Lilan thought of this and then persuaded Suzuki Sonoko with a worried look on her face: "It's better not to think about stealing people, Sonoko, it's very dangerous."

"Okay, okay, I know it's dangerous, it's just a little girl's wonderful fantasy. After all, I don't want my idol Tomie to be stolen away again. Although, it's particularly pleasing to the eye to see two idols hugging each other like princesses..."

When she said this, Suzuki Sonoko let out a strange laugh.

Mao Lilan helplessly supported her forehead with her hand. Sometimes she couldn't understand the infatuated Sonoko.

Ekawakami had no idea what Suzuki Sonoko was discussing. He was almost done with the champagne in his hand, so he called over a waiter.

Looking at this ordinary yet deliberate face, Jiang Chuan Shang smiled, took a step forward, and handed him the glass with some wine left.

"Why is it you again? Don't you think it's a coincidence?"

The waiter took it but didn't pour him a glass of wine. He held the tray and asked humbly.

"A waiter's job is to serve people everywhere. It's my honor to serve you again. Besides, you still remember me. It's not a coincidence, but it's better than a coincidence."

The people around who were silently observing Jiang Chuan Shang naturally noticed that Jiang Chuan Shang was talking to a waiter, and their eyes began to shift to the waiter subtly, looking at him vaguely.

Everyone was curious. Among so many waiters in the venue, why was there one who attracted Kawakami Tomie's attention? Was it because there was something special about this waiter that made him favored by the beauty?

The members of the Armed Detective Agency at the dessert table were equally curious. Among them, only Dazai Osamu drank, and the other three never drank at all. They could only come to the dessert area to avoid the limelight and have a seat.

Dazai Osamu shook the golden liquor in his hand and said in a pretentious voice: "…Is Tomie-san drunk? I remember that he can't drink much."

It's not just light, it's almost the color of peach petals when it comes into contact with wine, right at the end of the eye.

Nakajima Atsushi's cheeks instantly turned red as he thought about that scene. He looked down at the time to cover up his mistake and spoke hesitantly and anxiously.

"There are less than 15 minutes left before the exhibition opens. Should we take Mr. Kawakami back to his room?"

"No need. Send him back after the banquet. He came here alone." Dazai Osamu shook his head and refused.

"How do you know he came here alone? Isn't there that orange-haired young man next to him?" Nakajima Atsushi asked sincerely.

He had met the orange-haired young man last time, and Mr. Kawakami wanted to invite him to have dinner together. The two of them seemed to be very familiar with each other, but then the man suddenly ran away.

"Well, let Ranpo-san explain it to you." Dazai Osamu said with a malicious smile, and his eyes were on Edogawa Ranpo who was eating dessert.

Edogawa Ranpo, who was suddenly called, paused slightly when he chewed and casually assigned someone to come over.

"Let Kunikida explain it to you."

Then, he continued to savor the delicious snack in his hand as if nothing had happened.

Perhaps it was because the desserts or cakes on the table tasted very much like his. Ranpo-san, whom Kunikida Doppo called "the man who can see through the truth as long as he is faced with the incident" - the strongest man in the detective agency, squinted his eyes comfortably, with a lazy expression like a noble cat, and enjoyed the desserts above all else.

After slowly swallowing the dessert in his mouth, he looked towards the waiter who was being secretly discussed, with a considering gaze behind his lenses.

Soon, he seemed to understand what was going on and put down his hands that were supporting his face, but said nothing. He just shifted his gaze slightly towards Dazai Osamu and continued to eat his snacks.

Dazai Osamu soon noticed it, but just smiled and said nothing. After taking a sip of champagne, he suddenly saw Egawakami put his hand on the waiter's shoulder. His expression finally became sad, and he cried to Kunikida Dopo as if he was abandoned.

"Wow, the waiter saw drunk Tomie-san, and he got so close... Wow, I couldn't even see it!"

"That orange-haired young man is the armed cadre of the Port Mafia, Nakahara Chuuya, who has just been transferred back. The one wearing a red scarf is his leader, and he must be following me..."

Dazai Osamu: "Wow..."

Kunikida Doppo clenched his fists after being interrupted. He could no longer endure it and immediately yelled at Dazai Osamu in a low voice: "Go cry if you want to. You're wasting your equipment with useless bandages!"

"No."

Dazai Osamu muttered, refusing with his mouth but moving his legs. He turned his back to Kunikida Doppo and stared at Egawakami in front of him on the right with his iris-colored eyes without blinking.

At this moment, the expression on his face had become restrained, even calm as water.

But the emotions deep in his eyes were exposed without any restraint, gradually igniting a heavy obscurity.

He whispered, making sure no one could hear: "I really want to hide Tomie-san, handcuff him to the head of the bed... this way no one can see my Tomie-san..."

The waiter whose shoulder Jiang Chuan Shang put his hand on was also feeling a little heavy at the moment.

Because Kawakami Tomie was the center of everyone's attention, he was also implicated. He was subjected to inquiring glances from all directions, which was like a thorn in the side.

However, he didn't care about the gazes of outsiders. On the contrary, the drunken beauty in front of him made him more energetic and tense.

——Because Kawakami Tomie put her fingertips on her shoulders.

He was in disguise, and his height was even disguised to be the same as Kawakami Tomie, so that when they met face to face, the waiter could clearly see what the person in front of him looked like.

Kawakami Tomie's face looked as delicate and charming as cherry blossoms in spring, the color of champagne. Even her usually icy black eyes had a hint of wateriness, as moist as melted snow.

It was the same look as last night, the difference was that his thin, watery lips were not as red as before, as if he had not been kissed hard.

And he looks even better now, almost impossible to take your eyes off him. With this face, he can easily get into people's bones and evoke countless emotions.

The teardrop mole under the eye was also very red, making the pupils even more sparkling and gorgeous.

The waiter felt his heart was pounding and his sweat was almost soaking the disguise props on his face.

Jiang Chuan Shang also noticed the blushing look of the waiter, and continued to ask with a chuckle: "In that case, why is your face so red?"

The waiter shyly avoided meeting Jiang Chuan Shang's gaze and explained shyly: "Maybe you are too good-looking."

"Really... If you like it, why don't you pour me some wine?" Jiang Chuan Shang said again.

The waiter became even more reserved, and his fluttering eyelashes showed that he was not at all calm.