Conan: I really just want to fall in love with Haibara Ai

After saying that, Amuro turned around and went into the kitchen.

He took out a kitchen knife and held a flower in his hand, then took out garlic, olive oil and other ingredients and prepared it.

First make the sauce, first chop the garlic, pour in olive oil and stir-fry, then add canned tomatoes and crushed broth, add salt, pepper sugar, and melt the butter, and you're done.

Finely chop the onion, slice the mushrooms, and cut the chicken thigh into sieve-sized pieces and use as ingredients for chicken fried rice.

After sautéing the chicken thighs in a frying pan, add the onion and mushrooms and continue stir-frying, then add salt, coarse pepper, crushed broth, tomato sauce to let the whole taste and remove the sourness.

Add the white rice, stir-fry like a cut, be careful not to burn, and let the sauce taste.

Finally, in a pan with olive oil and butter, add salt and well-stirred eggs, stir with chopsticks, and slowly shake the pan to create a half-cooked state.

Wait until it's half cooked, bring him closer to the side of the pan, adjust the shape, and flip it all over.

After the egg is closed, put the chicken fried rice, and it is all done.

Every step he takes is meticulous, as if an artist were creating a work of art.

While Amuro was busy in the kitchen, Hiroshi Otoi felt the vibration of his phone.

"What are you doing? My Bad Boy。

Belmode's voice appeared in the earpiece after the call was connected.

"I'm preparing for dinner, what's wrong?" Otoi Hiroshi asked curiously.

"It's nothing, I just think the moon is very beautiful tonight." Belmod chuckled.

Otoi Hiroshi looked out the window through the glass and said, "Where is the moon?" The forecast says there will be rain tonight.

"What a boy who doesn't understand the style, I'm waiting for you in your apartment~"

"How did you get in..." said Otoi Hiroshi speechlessly.

"Is this hard for me?" Belmod asked rhetorically.

"I probably won't go back tonight, remember to lock the door when you leave tomorrow." Otoi Hiroshi said lightly.

"Really? But I think everything you're thinking about has already flooded..."

"Ahem, I still have things to hang up first."

"Wait, come with me to dinner in a few days and show you someone." Belmod said.

"Well, it's a very nice man." Belmod meant something.

"Men?" Otoi Hiroshi couldn't help but raise his head and look at the kitchen, revealing a strange look.

"Are you jealous?"

"Maybe." Otoi Hiroshi said casually.

"Hmph, come back and wash the sheets yourself!" Belmod bit his lip and hung up the phone angrily.

Otoi Hiroshi grabbed the phone that had been hung up and froze there.

What does it mean to wash the sheets....

She won't....

As the stir-fry ended, the aroma wafted from the kitchen.

Otoi Hiroshi sat down at the table, and Amuro came out with two neat omelet rice servings.

"Wow, it turned out to be runny omelet rice." Otoi Hiroshi was surprised.

"Taste it." Amuro blinked confidently.

Then the two gently put their palms together and said, "I'm moving."

Otoi Hiroshi took a spoon and gently filled a spoonful of rice, including eggs, rice, diced meat, and tomato sauce.

Flavors from various ingredients burst out in the mouth instantly, filling the entire mouth.

He chewed slowly, and after swallowing it, he couldn't help but say: "Hey, this is also too delicious." I

couldn't help but take another bite and continued to comment: "Thoughtful and meticulous, and there is a very gentle feeling. He

now kind of understood why Amuro's popularity was so high in his previous life.

Just this care, just this cooking, just this look.

If he were a woman, he would want to marry.

Ahem, it tastes like it goes on.

Then he kept putting the rice into his mouth with a spoon, chewing carefully countless times with each bite.

After swallowing the last, he snapped his hands together and said seriously, "Thank you for your hospitality."

Amuro smiled and said, "As long as you like it."

After delivering the plates to the kitchen, Otoi lit a cigarette and sat down on the couch and said, "I might have to spend the night at your place tonight."

"Why, you hurry up." Amuro said with a look of disgust after taking a bite of the meal.

"For some unspeakable reason." Otoi Hiroshi subconsciously touched his waist.

He did too much last time, so he hasn't slowed down yet.

"But I only have one bed here." Amuro said as he supported his head with the back of his hand.

"I won't do anything to you." Otoi explained.

"Huh?" Amuro looked confused.

He rubbed his head and said, "Well... Then you go to bed later, I'll sleep on the couch then."

"You're such a gentle man, Zero." Otoi Hiroshi smiled.

"Forbid you to call that name." Amuro's eyes were cold.

"Okay, got it, got it." Otoi Hiroshi quickly waved his hand.

It's really sensitive....

Is 5-4=0

the reason?

The next day, when Otoi Hiroshi opened his eyes, Amuro had just opened the door and entered.

Watching him gasp slightly, he still had a sports towel hanging around his neck.

Otoi Hiroshi poured him a cup of hot water and handed it over, saying, "Actually, there is no need to work so hard.

"You don't understand." Amuro took the towel and covered his hot face and took a deep breath.

What about the triple identity, even if it is a hundred identities, I have no problem.

This is what he really thinks.

Otoi didn't say anything, but he did not have anything to do while Amuro went to take a shower.

After eating, Otoi Hiroshi drove away first.

Amuro, who came out of the shower, looked at the breakfast on the table a little surprised, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Looking at the Ekoda High School in front of him

, Hiroshi Otoi strolled around the campus and felt the cool breath blowing in the breeze.

He was surrounded by boys who occasionally played and beautiful girls high school students who secretly watched him whisper.

Everyone wants to enjoy their youth to the fullest, and if there is no organization, maybe they will become an ordinary member of them.

Studying, playing sports, falling in love, singing the school song in unison.

But it's not bad for now, at least I've met so many interesting people.

As soon as he took his seat, Koizumi leaned over.

"What are you doing in the morning?" Otoi hid in disgust.

"How?" With a twinkle in her eyes, she tilted her head and asked with a smile.

"What, how..." Otoi Hiroshi said, noticing her outfit today.

The crimson hair was raised high by her, tied into a high ponytail, the front two clusters of jade peaks of the dark blue school uniform blouse, the pleated short skirt wrapped around the upturned snow buttocks, the snow-white slender beautiful legs were not strands, smooth and tender, and the feet were a pair of small milky white canvas shoes.

"It's really weird." Otoi praised.

"Does the occasional high ponytail make you feel a refreshing feeling." Koizumi said with a smile.

"High ponytail?" Otoi Hiroshi was stunned for a moment, "I thought you were talking about not wearing stockings today."

Koizumi clenched her fists, forced her anger and smiled and asked, "What about the high ponytail?" "

Very white." Otoi Hiroshi replied subconsciously.

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