[Comprehensive] I'm not as unpredictable as you think!

Mu Chuanxia found that something big seemed to happen this weekend.

Many girls in the class planned to go to school to watch some game on Saturday, it seemed that Luoshan was going to play a friendly basketball match with Bingdi.

For basketball, Mu Chuanxia can only watch, not play.But it's also strange, the girl is born with no talent for all ball games, the first reaction when seeing a ball is to dodge, if there are any club activities like dodge ball in the future, she thinks she should be able to do it.

Well, it's still at the level of the main trump card.

I flipped the lychee fruit hard candy in my mouth with my tongue, and the sweet taste spread in my mouth. Sure enough, only the sweet taste can make me feel a little better.

"Muchuan-san, are you coming this week too? Watch the game."

Sato Kuriko, who has a good relationship with the girl in the class, asked. The light hair color looks a little like blonde at first glance, but it is ash-blond. There is a gentle smile on her delicate face, a girl who looks very comfortable. .

"Me? I won't go, I don't have much interest in basketball."

The girl slowly tidied up the textbooks on the table, accidentally touched the white rubber block on it, and then rolled to the ground.

Mu Chuanxia saw it, and was about to bend down to pick it up, when she found a big white hand with well-defined joints appeared in her line of sight, the nails were also trimmed clean, the wrist bones were beautifully lined, it looked ridiculous under the white material.

In his hand was the piece of eraser that he had just dropped.

"Um...thank you."

The girl looked up at Keigo Atobe who was sitting next to her in the aisle, her green eyes flickered, and she politely thanked her.

The boy's body still exuded the faint fragrance of roses when he walked with her that night, she blinked and thought.

How could there be a boy in the world who exudes the scent of roses and doesn't feel feminine at all.

Atobe Keigo nodded, as a response to the girl.

It's slightly different from the person when I went to the villa to entertain me that time, it seems to be a little more alienated, but I can still feel his tenderness.

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"Is this photo... of Akashi-kun from Luoshan?"

"Yeah! I saw Akashi-kun last time I went to the winter basketball game, so I couldn't help but secretly took a picture."

"Huh? You're so cunning, Miyamoto, I want to see it too~ nana~"

The girl named Miyamoto took out the photo shyly. It can be seen that it is well preserved, and there is no wrinkle on it.

Next to her was her little friend who hurried over to take a look, but just looking at it like this made her reluctant to look away.

"I always feel... Only Atobe Sama can be compared with him..."

The girl who saw the photo commented in a daze, and the Miyamoto girl nodded emphatically, expressing her great agreement.

"Muchuan, do you want to take a look? It's really beautiful. It's the first time I've seen an emperor other than Atobe..."

emperor……?It seems that this is really the feeling, that Keigo Atobe.

Mu Chuanxia was a little curious, her black hair swayed towards the girl, and her green eyes flickered hesitantly under the long eyelashes.

"……May I take a look at it?"

"of course can!"

Miyamoto smiled, as if she was sincerely happy that someone could enjoy the beauty of the male god with her, and had no intention of hiding anything.

"..."

Mu Chuanxia looked at the two girls with surprisingly bright eyes, looked away uncomfortably, got up and leaned over to look at the person in the photo in the girl's hand.

With just one glance, he was stunned.

The boy in the photo has rose-colored hair, one orange and one red eyes, with a cold breath, like a famous knife born in the world, with just one stroke, blood can be seen sealing his throat.

The fair and handsome face and the delicate outline make people unable to take their eyes off.

But this is not what Mu Chuanxia cares about the most. The boy staring at the field is as cold as a silent lion, from the calm before the storm, the most frightening.

This boy... was the one I met the last time I met a thief...

"how is it going?"

"Ahem, it's pretty pretty."

Mu Chuanxia thought about it for too long, and was reminded by the voice of Miyamoto and the others at this time.

They looked at her with teasing eyes, as if they understood the fact that she looked at beautiful men for too long, with kind smiles.

Mu Chuanxia was obviously choked, but she saw that the matter of God was a fact, and she couldn't refute it at all.

When it was time to leave school, the girl thought about that handsome boy with rose hair, and always felt that he was completely different from the one she saw at that time. Although the face was the same, but... the feeling was quite different.

What Mu Chuanxia didn't know was that a figure outside the classroom door wanted to come in, but when he heard what they were discussing, he stopped and left after a while.

……

Here, Keigo Atobe returned home. Before going to bed, he walked to the mirror in light blue pajamas, supported the mirror with his hands, and looked at himself carefully. The corners of her lips were curled up, and the tail of her silver-gray hair was raised a little, making her look both high-profile and surprisingly cute.

"Huh? What kind of vision does Mu Chuanxia have... Obviously, compared to his beauty, this uncle is obviously better than me."

Today's Keigo Atobe is as gorgeous (narcissistic) as ever...

……

Edogawa Conan tuned the TV channel boredly, and then smelled the smell in the kitchen, and jumped up from the sofa nervously.

"Sister Xia... what are you cooking?"

"……hot pot!"

Mu Chuanxia looked at Conan Edogawa who had approached the kitchen with some guilty conscience. There were fiery red peppers and red oil floating in the pot, and a few green and white green onions contrasted strongly with the bright red color on the oil surface. looks extraordinarily...

"This isn't Japanese beef hotpot...is it?"

Edogawa Conan trembled, feeling a fear of being conquered by chili peppers.

"...That's right, it's Sichuan hot pot."

Mu Chuanxia experimented for many days, and found that today is the closest to the taste of Sichuan. In his previous life, he was a Sichuanese and loved spicy food, but he was not good at stir-frying. It was very appetizing, so I thought about it myself, and I finally got it.

"...It feels terrible... This level of spiciness."

Mu Chuanxia felt that... for a native Japanese like Edogawa Conan, it would be too much for him to try this kind of spiciness all at once.

"Don't worry, there is clear soup."

Edogawa Conan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the girl's words, but he still felt a bit sore in his throat when he saw the pot full of red...

Mu Chuanxia, ​​what a scary guy...

As a result, when it was time to eat, Conan Edogawa was full of food cooked in that pot, including shiitake mushrooms, enoki mushrooms, and smooth tender beef. After adjusting the oil dish, there were green onions, coriander, and some sesame oil, and some sesame sauce was added. Finally After scooping up a few spoonfuls of boiling red soup, Edogawa Conan couldn't help but feel his throat hurt when he saw the extreme red color.

fine……

He looked at the partition in the middle of the pot and separated the clear red soup, um... The clear soup should be fine...

But then he was slapped in the face...

"Well, why is clear soup so spicy..."

Edogawa Conan took a sip of the glass of white water that the girl carefully prepared for him in advance, and found that his tongue was still numb and painful.

Mu Chuanxia looked away guiltily, rinsed a piece of hairy belly, and put it into her oil dish.

"...that clear soup...is cooked with rattan pepper..."

"..."

Is this still a clear soup? !

Mu Chuanxia didn't speak, and continued to eat hot pot slowly. Although the taste was much worse than before, she would never be able to make the taste that she used to eat at that time, but it could arouse some nostalgia for her.

Seeing the girl's eyes softened at some point, it was as shallow as spring water in the same river, and her beautiful face was like cherry blossoms blooming on the branches in April.

Edogawa Conan's blue eyes were deep, he didn't speak any more, and continued to eat in silence, but this time, every piece of food he picked up was put into the white water and floated very carefully, and the rattan pepper on it The numbing smell faded a little.

After finishing eating, the girl cleaned up the dishes, and the girl squinted her eyes and lay on the sofa, as comfortable and lazy as a kitten stroking its belly to bask in the sun.

"...It's not good to lie down after eating..."

Really, it looks the same as before, and the habits of childhood have not changed at all.

"Well, just for a while, it's too much..."

Edogawa Conan walked over helplessly, sat next to her, and looked at her squinting eyes, her black hair fell on her shoulders, smooth as silk.

I felt itchy in the palm of my hand, so I really wanted to touch her head.

"Don't touch my head!"

Because she knew Kudo Shinichi too well, the girl felt his fingertips move slightly, opened her eyes, and the green eyes gave him a warning glance, although there was no deterrent force...

"……Um."

was discovered...

Mu Chuanxia raised the corners of her mouth, the slight upward arc was like a warm spring breeze, warm and bright.