Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

It is only now that I can clearly see that this is a double raincoat, which is wider than ordinary raincoats, and it can definitely be used by two siblings just now.

With the sound of trotting slippers, Sonoko came out of the bedroom.

"Lan, it's raining heavily outside, are you not wet?"

Walking to the front, Yuanzi observed Xiaolan carefully, and the situation of the other party seemed to be completely different from what he had imagined.

Only the shoes are wet.

Neither the skirt nor the coat got wet, not even a little rain, and the small corners of the hair stood up because there was no rain.

No, if it's a date with Shinichi...

"It's rare, that reasoning fanatic still knows how to take care of Xiaolan. Only the shoes are wet in such a heavy rain."

how much rain...

The rainfall in half an hour instantly overwhelmed the drainage system in most parts of Tokyo. The basements of some old houses were flooded, and two-fifths of the underground shops in Tokyo were infested with rainwater.

Xiaolan bent down, and wiped off the rainwater on the male student's backpack with the towel she had prepared to polish her shoes.

At least there is no shoe shine yet, Xiaolan just washes her face with the leftover old towel.

"Xinyi went to solve the case, and it was Gongsheng who came to pick me up."

What a failed sister.

After Xiaolan said this, she laughed at herself.

Lifting Gongsheng's black backpack, the water droplets on it have been wiped clean, and the strawberry cake and strawberry milk tea are both placed on the chair in the living room.

The door was still open, Yuanzi walked over and closed it.

He didn't speak, because at the moment Xiaolan's state was not quite right.

Just like this weather, I have accumulated too many thoughts, and I have been suppressing them all the time, unable to confide or express them.

"Yuanzi, I want to take a shower, and open the door for me when the gentleman arrives later."

Put the last four of your pastries on the table.

Not just pickup...

There are couple rolls, raincoats, and being interrupted by the other party if you can't ask.

Xiaolan stared at the drops of water she stepped on, forgot to wear slippers, and stepped on the cold tiled floor after being soaked in the rain, feeling as numb as her hands.

I couldn't help but want to sneeze, and my body felt a little uncomfortable.

"No, the young gentleman has a key, he can open the door by himself."

Yuanzi stared at the warm pastry, which was very cute in the shape of a heart, and hurriedly opened it, taking out the small spoon that came in the packaging bag.

"I forgot."

Xiaolan stared at her best friend's back.

The other party has already started to open the cake and start eating.

At this moment, Xiaolan remembered that Yuanzi had said that day that there were three keys to this house, and apart from herself and Yuanzi, the last one was with Gongsheng.

It seems that Sonoko knows something...

And, what else is there that I don't know...

Xiaolan took another step, walked to the bedroom, stood in the matching cloakroom, took off the coat and skirt that had been carefully selected all morning, and hung them on the hangers.

Looking at the girl in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, she has a figure that everyone envies.

"..."

Staring at the girl in the mirror, Xiaolan didn't speak for a long time.

Finally, he turned around and took a change of underwear and home pajamas, left the room barefoot, and walked to the bathroom.

Close the door, put on summer slippers, and turn on the bathroom heater.

Intense and warm light radiated out, and then reflected by the white marble, which quickly raised the temperature of the bathroom.

The four-person family version has a bathtub that can lie down, a digital display adjustable shower head, and is spacious enough to practice leg raising in the bathroom.

Compared with the previous Maori detective agency, it is two levels.

"Am I the most vain one?"

Ask yourself.

This is the first time for Xiaolan to face herself, and at the same time, she begins to think about why she has been ignoring or even avoiding certain problems.

Do you really like Shinichi?

Take care, take care, take care... forgive, forgive, forgive... contain, contain, contain...

In an infinite loop, it keeps happening and repeating itself.

Thinking of my childhood sweetheart always begging me every time, asking myself to forgive him for being late and busy, ignoring myself again and again to pursue the case.

It seems that something is wrong.