Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

Lin Xiaochen left the lounge to find food. Calculating the time, it was time for the birthday party to officially begin.

Natsume was accompanying his parents and chatting with a group of business partners, and he felt like his face was about to freeze from smiling.

"Mr. Natsume, would you please dance with me?" A rich girl said to Natsume with a smile.

Natsume smiled gently: "Sorry, it's not time to dance yet."

“At that moment…” The rich girl refused to give up.

Natsume raised his wine glass slightly: "Father, I'm going to say hello to my friends."

After getting Mr. Natsume's permission, Natsume smiled apologetically at the rich girl and said, "Sorry, I have to leave for a while."

Watching Natsume go away, the rich girl felt a little lost.

"Mieko, I've spoiled this brat. Even if I have to force him to dance, I'll make him invite you to dance," old man Natsume comforted her.

Fujiwara Mieko smiled shyly: "Thank you, Uncle Natsume."

"Hayasi, I'll toast you a glass." Natsume walked to Lin Xiaochen's side and gently tapped his back.

Lin Xiaochen was just indulging in the dessert. He turned around and saw Natsume. He smiled, picked up the wine glass from the waiter and clinked it with the glass in Natsume's hand.

"Happy birthday, Natsume." Lin Xiaochen drank the wine in one gulp. "Would you like some cake?"

"Thank you, I just ate too much." Natsume said, "Why did you run out? Don't you feel uncomfortable with the noise outside?"

Lin Xiaochen put down the empty wine glass: "Come out for some fresh air, and I'm still looking forward to the feast later."

"Boring, right? I feel bored too." Natsume picked up a yellow macaron and put it in his mouth. "When the dance is over, Hayasi can leave early. I won't mind."

"Natsume, didn't you invite other colleagues?" Lin Xiaochen looked across the venue, but he didn't see any familiar faces.

Natsume shrugged: "No, if you didn't know my identity, I wouldn't have invited you."

As he spoke, he showed a wicked smile and approached Lin Xiaochen: "Hayashi must keep it a secret, otherwise, there will be terrible consequences."

"What terrible consequences?" Lin Xiaochen thought the other party was joking, "I'm so scared."

Natsume chuckled, and the gloomy expression on his face disappeared, leaving only the most reserved smile he had just shown when dealing with people.

Lin Xiaochen was about to say something to Natsume when the fierce quarrel between three people not far away gradually attracted the attention of everyone on the field.

"What are you doing? People of humble origins are clumsy. My clothes are all dirty. How can I participate in the next activities?" Fujiwara Mieko frowned and looked down at the cream mixed with yellow jam on her chest. "Did you do this on purpose? This is the second set of clothes you have soiled. What do you want to do?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll help you wipe it clean!" Yuriko Takei hurriedly took a handkerchief and tried to help wipe it, but was slapped away by Fujiwara Mieko with a "pop".

The force was so great that a small red mark appeared on the back of Takei Yuriko's hand. Takei Yuriko's eyes were filled with tears: "I'm sorry, I will compensate you."

"Take your hand away." Fujiwara Mieko said sternly, "I forgave you once before, but this dress of mine was designed by an international designer. Can you afford to compensate me?"

"Okay, okay, Mieko, Yuriko has already apologized to you, so don't be so aggressive." A young man in elegant clothes stepped forward to mediate, "Isn't it just a piece of clothing?"

"Oh, it's just a piece of clothing?" Fujiwara Mieko repeated in a sarcastic tone, "Changshan Tan'nan, what qualifications do you have to interfere in the matter between me and her?"

"Oh - I forgot that Takei is your new favorite - indeed, she is qualified." Fujiwara Mieko sneered, "As expected, people who ruin other people's clothes will also ruin other people's feelings. Why, the person who was circling around the man like a butterfly just now is not named Takei?"

"Mieko, forget it. Don't disturb your mood." Another young girl next to Fujiwara Mieko persuaded softly.

Most unmarried women who come to such occasions have the idea of ​​marrying other young masters. It is more like a blind date party than a birthday party.

Fujiwara Mieko's words were equivalent to scolding everyone on the field.

"Why, you want to speak for them too?" Fujiwara Mieko's voice suddenly rose, "Haiyue, whose side are you on? I'm in this situation, how can I still be in a good mood?"

"Mieko, this is someone else's party, don't be too reckless." Haiyue Chunhui lowered her voice, "The young master of the Natsume family has also come over, you don't want to leave a bad impression on him, right?"

Although, it is very likely that Natsume already knows the other person's personality.

Fujiwara Mieko snorted coldly: "You said you would pay compensation?" She raised her eyebrows and looked at Takei Yuriko.

"Yes, I will definitely compensate you." Takei Yuriko's eyes were filled with tears, as if she was frightened.

"Okay, the bill will be sent to the Takei family soon, you'd better keep your word." Fujiwara Mieko sneered and walked away, "I hope your uncle is willing to help you."

The farce ended just like that.

Lin Xiaochen, who didn't understand what was going on, was a little confused, and Natsume acted as the commentator.

"The Fujiwara family and the Toshinaga family originally had an engagement, but for some reason, it was suddenly cancelled a year ago." Natsume looked at Takei Yuriko, who was crying and huddled aside in a white dress. "The original head of the Takei family passed away three years ago. The current head of the family is Miss Takei Yuriko's uncle."

Lin Xiaochen nodded. This meant that the cancellation of the engagement was closely related to Takei Yuriko, although Changshan Tan'nan was not a good person either.

"I said it would be noisy." Xia Mu noticed that Lin Xiaochen was not in the mood. "The dance party will start soon. You can continue to rest. I will have someone call you when it starts."

"That's true." Lin Xiaochen let out a long sigh, "What about you, Natsume? Do you want to continue socializing?"

Natsume nodded a little tiredly, "I'll go and appease those people. This is my family's party after all."

——Speaking——

Long-term task: Guess Natsume's red and black

Side quest 1: Guess who will die

Side Quest 2: Guess who to save next

Side Quest 3: (To be determined)