(PS: New author, didn't know how to write in the early stages, currently working hard to improve, please bear with me.)
(PS: For the early chapters, please don't take it too seriously...
Similarly, Xiaolan kicked the same spot.
Sonoko and Ran are not in the same league. You might feel pain from Sonoko, but you'll be shattered by Ran.
Just then, Guangyou seemed to hear the sound of an egg breaking.
"That was a beautiful kick!" Guangyou exclaimed, clapping his hands.
However, once he calmed down, Kōyū felt a little embarrassed: "I remember that Kyogoku Makoto will definitely save Sonoko later. Would it be bad if I saved her now? No, I can't gamble. If my coming into this world causes a butterfly effect that changes the ending and leads to Sonoko's death, that would be terrible."
After deciding to make amends to Sonoko and Makoto Kyogoku, Kouyu felt at peace with himself.
The group quickly called the police, and the police, along with the hotel owner and the small business owner Makoto Kyogoku, arrived at the scene.
After hearing that Sonoko was in trouble, Makoto Kyogoku was the first to arrive at the scene.
Looking at Michiwaki Masahiko lying on the ground, Kyogoku Makoto's face remained expressionless, but he still took some action.
Kyogoku Makoto slowly walked up to Michiwaki Masahiko, who was still enjoying himself: "I've been watching you for a while, but I haven't been able to find any evidence. And yet you still dared to commit a crime at my inn."
He felt it was an insult that this happened on his turf.
However, Masahiko Michiwaki didn't answer Makoto Kyogoku's question. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and slowly uttered a single, seductive word: "Awesome~"
As Michiwaki Masahiko scratched himself, with an expression of "unable to stop," Kyogoku Makoto's face remained expressionless, but upon closer inspection, one could see that his veins were bulging.
Makoto Kyogoku slowly raised his foot, and as if by prior arrangement, kicked the same spot again.
Both Ran and Makoto Kyogoku's kicks can shatter you, but Ran's kicks are more like turning you into pieces, while Makoto's kicks are more like turning you into dust.
The pain was so intense that even Kōyū felt it hurt just watching, while Conan was already clutching his groin, his face turning purple.
What worried Conan even more was what Mitsuyu said next: "Conan, what if you and Ran got married, and you did something wrong? What do you think Ran would do?"
Conan: "Are you a devil?"
Sonoko finally calmed down and walked up to Mitsuyu, saying gratefully, "Mitsuyu, thank you so much! What do you want to eat later? Just tell me, and I'll get it for you if it's in the world!"
Sonoko's first impression of Kōyū was that he was cute, then he became mischievous and sometimes a bit sharp-tongued. After Kōyū saved her this time, his small body has already left a big place in her heart.
Of course, this has nothing to do with romantic feelings. After all, the age difference is significant. Sonoko also felt a little regretful. Judging from Kousuke's current appearance, as long as he doesn't grow up to be unattractive, he will definitely be a handsome man when he grows up. However, there is a nearly twelve-year age gap between them!
The police arrived quickly, but to Guangyou's surprise, the fat man following behind him turned out to be a policeman from the Chiba Prefectural Police Department named Terahashi Shoji.
This prompted Kōyū to remark, "This guy just doesn't have that inherent warmth and approachability of a police officer! Although Matsumoto Kiyonaga doesn't either..."
Terahashi Shoji grabbed Michiwaki Masahiko from the ground, pointed at him, and asked, "What's wrong with this guy? Why does he have that expression?"
Everyone shook their heads.
Michiwaki Masahiko: "Awesome~"
Temple Forest Province 2: "..."
"Take him away! Take him back and interrogate him thoroughly!"
Terahashi Shoji greeted everyone with a smile and then took Michiwaki Masahiko away.
"Awesome~"
These were the words left by Masahiko Michiwaki when he left.
Makoto Kyogoku was also somewhat bewildered. He couldn't help but wonder, "Was my kick that weak? What's with the 'satisfying' thing?"