In the name of love [Comprehensive]

calm--!

You bit the tip of your tongue to force yourself to calm down.

In the next second, you tilted your head, showing a very confused and cute expression: "Mr. Tou, please let me go first, you hurt me."

The standard weak lines and cute voice didn't seem to dispel Amuro's doubts. There was still a gleam of distrust in his eyes, but the movements of his hands became much softer.

After seeing the red mark on your wrist from being robbed, he stared at you thoughtfully, on the dark steps, you looked really embarrassed.

A few strands of long light brown hair restlessly stick to your lips, and you are habitually pursing your lips because of his gaze.

The eye-catching scars from wrists to knees to calves cannot be ignored, and even the red eye sockets and a crying expression make people helpless.

"……You."

Facing your injury at the moment, Toru Amuro shrugged his shoulders, wrapped his right hand around your shoulders, and narrowed the distance between the two of you.

"Let's go, come back to the store with me first, and I'll help you treat the wounds on your legs and hands."

You were taken aback by his actions, but after feeling that the surrounding atmosphere was no longer as dangerous as before, you nodded silently.

Of course, you completely ignore his expression.

If you are willing to look up at this moment, you will find that he is really expressionless, indifferent, and nothing.

Toru Amuro brought you downstairs to the Polo Cafe. It’s not time to get off work. There are only a few customers who are reading newspapers by the window or in the corner. Azusa Enomoto is preparing ingredients in the background. Seeing Anshi Tou help you in, he couldn't help showing surprise: "Mr. Anshi, why is Lianyin injured?"

"I was accidentally robbed of my schoolbag on the way back." You said weakly.

"Lianyin, the injury is so serious." Azusa Enomoto looked at your winding knees with blood on them, with a worried look on her face.

"I'm sorry, Enomoto-san, please bring the medicine kit from the shop, I'll treat Lianyin's wound."

Hearing Toru Amuro's voice was a little deeper than usual, Azusa Enomoto nodded, and quickly handed you the medicine box.

You sit on your seat and look at Toru Amuro who is half-squatting and treating the broken part of your knee with iodine, because from time to time he touches your skin with his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally, and then touches your body. Will subconsciously tremble slightly.

The iodine is very irritating, especially when there is still gravel residue on it, you almost burst into tears. In order not to be ashamed to cry in front of Toru Amuro, you have to look up desperately, and don’t worry about it. He kept blinking.

"Does it hurt?"

It was a very typical nonsense, but Toru Amuro began to speak.

In fact, he still has many ways to make you not hurt so much, but a certain suppressed mood makes him especially wicked when dealing with wounds, and the strength in his hands is also increased a lot. knee, he knowingly asked: "Does it really hurt?"

"Hmm..." You nodded, replying vaguely.

"If you know it hurts, you still have to do it."

"I didn't do it on purpose, I also want to know what's going on." You murmured.

"Ok?"

"Then what do you want, really," your drooping eyelashes moved, and you looked at him seriously, "Do you have to vent your dissatisfaction with me in such a childlike way?"

"Ha, I was noticed by you," Toru Amuro sighed, and looked up at you, "I'm really not very happy, because you are always lying to me."

"I'm not lying to you, I really don't know what's going on—"

There was a warm touch on his lips, and you watched him bend the corners of his lips, straighten up and approach you, and put the index finger of the other hand against your lips, making a "shh" gesture.

Toru Amuro interrupted your justification in time: "Stop talking any more, and be good when you go to bed tonight, don't move around."

"……I know."

You let out a sullen coquettishness, Amuro stood up and moved closer to you, looking from the side, he only felt that he was playing with your messy hair.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Suddenly turning around, Azusa Enomoto looked at you and Toru Amuro, who were at a distance that could be described as ambiguous.

"It's nothing..." Toru Amuro held your hand and smiled, "There seems to be some marks on Lianyin's wrist."

When Azusa Enomoto looked away, with a sly smile, he pulled your hand to his lips, lowered his head and kissed gently on the palm of his hand.

"Let's see if you dare to do it again."

The warning voice became much gentler, and when he distanced himself from you, he straightened out his slightly messy bangs with his fingers.

It's bad.

Childlike pranks and the full sense of security that a mature man can create, two obviously contradictory things are perfectly integrated in him.

Your face was red from the neck to the back of your ears, and you didn't even dare to react too violently, for fear that Azusa Enomoto next to you would notice that something was wrong between you and him.

Probably because he finally got a satisfactory response, Toru Amuro treated the wound much faster.

When you thanked him and Enomoto Azusa from the Polo Cafe, he looked like nothing happened, with drooping eyes and crooked eyes, which made you feel even more helpless.

During the dinner time of the Mori family, it is very rare that the whole family sits together because of your injury.

Mori Kogoro blamed himself a bit, although he really wanted to take care of you more, but no matter how busy the detective work was, there was no way for him to take care of you all the time.

Mao Lilan, who is in a different school from you, is even more worried, not to mention Conan Edogawa who ate dinner very slowly tonight.

Looking at the extremely dignified dinner atmosphere in front of you, you waved your hands in a panic: "Uncle Maori, and Xiaolan and Conan, don't worry about me, today I accidentally fell to the ground."

"Who dares to commit crimes under the nose of my famous detective Kogoro—! Damn it! Lianyin, don't worry, uncle will help you catch this guy!"

The corners of your mouth twitched. You thought Kogoro Mori was just talking casually, but even Ran Mori and Conan Edogawa seemed to agree.

Even if the knee that has not healed has been well bandaged, it is still a bit unbearable.

You are struggling in your room trying to walk to the bathroom to take a shower, but hold back due to the inflammation of the wound.

"Lianyin, may I come in?"

Mao Lilan's soft voice sounded outside the door, and you answered habitually, she pushed the door open and smiled softly at you, "I made pudding cake, Lian Yin, come and taste it."

"Ah, thanks."

You watched her bring the cake in front of you, inevitably a little shy, actually a little guilty.

You know that Mao Lilan likes Kudo Shinichi very much, but you have also pursued this energetic and confident detective in the game, and the necessary condition to get to the end with Kudo Shinichi is to make Mao Lilan give up on him completely .

but--

Facing such a gentle and majestic girl, you really don't want to see her sad, and in the end you can only give up Kudo Shinichi and start pursuing Amuro Toru instead.

"Does the taste not suit your taste?" Seeing you staring at the cake in a daze for a long time, Mao Lilan moved closer to you, "Lianyin?"

You tilted your head and smiled, "Then I'll start!"

The soft caramel taste seems to be jumping in your mouth, and you show a silly smile of satisfaction.

"It's very yummy."

"Pfft, Lianyin is so cute at this time."

She tugged at the teddy bear lying next to you, and she couldn't help rubbing it because of the soft touch. The love on her face was beyond words, and you looked at Mao Lilan's expression, and spoke naturally: "Xiaolan, Please hug this bear, it is a gift I bought for you today, and I forgot to give it to you."

"But..." Mao Lilan was still hesitating.

"It's really for you. Do you remember the last time you, Shinichi and Sonoko brought me back from Kyoto as a present? This bear is a thank you gift for you. I also prepared it for Shinichi and Sonoko. , don't worry~"

"Thank you. Hey, does Shinichi have it too?"

"Well, but..." You took the initiative to meet her gaze, and paused for a short while, "I still have to ask your girlfriend to give it to him for me."

"Don't be kidding~ I don't have such a relationship with that reasoning freak." Mao Lilan stood up holding the bear, and the earlobes under the black hair had a strange pink color.

Sure enough, innocent girls are the cutest.

You can't help but laugh.

The gift originally given to Akashi Seijuro was accidentally taken by you and given to Mori Ran. After thinking for a while, you planned to give Akashi a new gift, a pudding cake made by yourself.

This kind of cake looks very simple, but it is quite troublesome to make. After half an afternoon of tossing in the home economics classroom at school, the cake is still too sweet and greasy. After a few bites, you will feel nauseous. You who always like sweets will suffer. No, let alone Akashi with a lighter taste.

"Alas..." Looking at the dark yellow pudding cake on the table, you propped your chin with your hands, "What's wrong? Why is my cake so sweet?"

In the overcrowded fast food restaurant, no one noticed you sitting in the corner distressed, and the complaint in your heart slipped out of your mouth unconsciously: "Obviously the ingredients, baking time, and production method are all right. ..."

"You used too much white sugar. For a cake like this, it would be better to fill the mold with caramel after melting."

"So that's how it is...eh?"

You were obviously taken aback by the sudden insertion sound, you immediately turned around and looked at the red-haired boy sitting at the next table.

The other party is still trying to deliver the barbecue burgers from the fast food restaurant to his mouth, but there are too many burgers on the plate, which makes your eyes widen. He eats the burgers very fast, and a small stack has been piled up beside him in a short time wrapping paper.

"Did you just say, replace the granulated sugar with caramel?"

The red-haired boy raised his characteristic forked eyebrows, chewed the burger effortlessly, and replied vaguely, "Well, I said..."

Eh?

It's a bit of a weird mouth fetish.

After thinking about it, you simply got up from your seat and sat down opposite him, and pushed the cake in front of him, "Then, what should I do to make the cake more delicious?"

The young man scratched his hair helplessly, as if avoiding your gaze: "You follow the recipe and make it yourself."

"I have followed the instructions above, but there will always be problems at the end." You continued to tilt your head, "In addition to caramel, there seems to be some problems with cooling pudding liquid... Look, This cake doesn't seem to have a layered feeling."

The boy still doesn't dare to look directly into your eyes, which makes the originally ferocious face become rare and cute.

You looked at the hamburger on the table that he had gradually emptied, and changed into a light and narrow tone: "If you can help me, how about I treat you to a week of hamburger?"

"Ok?"

The young man made a sound like his nose was being pinched, and hesitated for a long time, probably because he couldn't stand the temptation of the hamburger. He nodded with difficulty, "Then... how about you go to my house?"

"your home?"

You looked at his frown, "I thought..."

——I thought it would be enough to briefly mention the tricks here.

You are thinking to yourself.

"Even here, I can't teach you how to make cakes. I still need to use an oven to show you how to do it." The boy looked at you confidently, "Don't forget my burger."

Looking at this very famous apartment in Tokyo in front of you, you silently followed the boy into the elevator, he clenched his fist, deliberately kept away from you, watching the numbers in the elevator climb up, you said slowly: "My name is Terada Reyin, what about you?"

"Oh? My name is Vulcan Taiga."

"This time I want to thank you for willing to teach me how to make cakes."

"Aren't you afraid that I'm a villain?"

"Well, although you look a bit similar, my intuition tells me that you are not a bad person."

"What... the same as before..."

He is very tall, especially after turning around, you can hardly see his expression clearly, you can only see him sighing helplessly under the fiery red hair.

The elevator door opens on the 29th floor, and you enter the room with him.

Compared with the appearance of eating in the fast food restaurant just now, Vulcan’s expression at this moment is calmer. He took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, waving at you: "The kitchen is here... Fortunately, last time Tatsuya They left materials behind when they came here, my friend said."

"You are the only one living in such a big room..." You not only sighed, but also looked at it curiously.

"Well, the teammates who usually play basketball will also come to play," Vulcan frowned, and opened the refrigerator to find the ingredients for making cakes, and you quickly followed obediently.

"The caramel is too watery and the cake doesn't taste good at all."

"Don't adjust the temperature too low, about 150° is enough, otherwise the pudding layer won't be cooked."

"Hey, hey, watch out for the pudding liquid leaking out—!"

Compared with Vulcan's ease of use, you are obviously in a hurry, constantly adjusting according to his requirements.

He stood aside, looking at you quietly and unobtrusively.

He has seen quite a few girls with a slim physique like yours, but most of them are thin without spirit, always feeling weak and sick. Although your body is also of the thin type, But the body is as soft as cotton candy, and there is nothing lacking where it should be. The straight legs and the well-defined ankles are all milky white, and I want to kiss them.

Forget it.

Anyway, I was never in her mate selection range.

Vulcan was thinking wildly, when suddenly he heard your extremely happy voice: "Great, Vulcan-lord, my cake is out of the oven!"

Still can't resist her voice at all.

Vulcan's back trembled unexpectedly, and he leaned forward pretending not to be distracted, and looked at the rich and appetizing pudding cake you took out of the oven.

"Well, it's not bad."

"Come and taste it?" You cut off a piece and put it in your mouth, exclaiming happily, and then put another piece to Vulcan's mouth, "Vulcan Lord, how about this time?"

"I don't like sweets..."

"Don't like it? Then how do you know how to make cakes?"

"It's not because of you—! No, just because I know how to cook doesn't mean I like to eat." Vulcan was trying to adjust his state, raising his head to one side.

"But I can do it successfully because of your help, so I want to give you a taste."

Your sweet voice reached his ears.

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, he had no choice but to bend slightly and approach you, his red eyes were tinged with shyness: "Let's talk first, just take one bite."

The cake you cut has just been brought to Vulcan's mouth——

Ding dong, ding dong~

The bell at the door rang very quickly in the room.