He only rubbed it gently, and Guangyou quickly let go.

"You've messed up my hair." Ai was reading her novel and didn't look up.

The words that came out of his mouth sounded like a complaint, but Guangyou didn't hear any hint of complaint in them.

If she were truly complaining, she wouldn't let Guangyou ruffle her hair, nor would she show a hint of a smile when Guangyou ruffled her hair.

Clearly aware of this, Kōyū simply chuckled twice, then reached out and ruffled her hair again, saying, "Let it be messy."

After Kōyū let go, Ai turned the page of the novel and then symbolically patted Kōyū's hand.

"Stop fooling around, let me read a novel for a while."

"Alright."

...

Time always slips away unnoticed.

"Don't stay up too late." Ai had just finished washing up and was about to go back to her room when she reminded Kōyū, who was also about to wash up.

"You too, go to sleep early." Kōyū nodded to Ai, watched her go into Ran's room, and then turned and went into the bathroom.

After washing up, Guangyou returned to his room.

Lying in bed, leaning against the headboard, Guangyou wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he could vaguely smell a faint fragrance.

Picking up the notebook placed to the side, Kwang-woo looked at the finished painting.

After looking at it for a moment, Guangyou picked up a pencil and added some details.

I slept for so long this afternoon, so I'm not sleepy at all now.

However, even though he wasn't sleepy, when the time came, Guangyou would still put down what he was doing and go to bed.

Even if he can't fall asleep for a while, Guangyou will close his eyes and force himself to fall asleep.

"Kudo, you've already beaten me three times." Heiji Hattori walked into the room with a grin, and Conan followed beside him without responding.

"Finally found something you're not good at."

"It's just a game." Conan shrugged, indicating that he didn't care about such things.

"Hehe..." Heiji Hattori didn't mention that he had let Conan off the hook, and seeing Conan deliberately acting nonchalant, he felt a sense of relief.

"Kudo, let's have another chance to compete again sometime."

With no one else around, Hattori Heiji was finally able to call out "Kudo Shinichi" without any psychological pressure.

"You can play by yourself." Conan walked straight to the bed and refused, "I'm not interested in games."

"I bet you can't beat me, so you're too scared, right?" Hattori Heiji's smile vanished, directly exposing Conan's pretense.

"Who's afraid?" Conan changed into his pajamas, glanced at Hattori Heiji, and said, "Wait until you completely out-determine my level before we talk."

"Tch..." Hattori Heiji didn't take those words to heart at all.

Their reasoning abilities are actually about the same, and Conan's statement clearly indicates that he doesn't want to play games with him.

"I bet you just don't dare." Heiji Hattori once again exposed Conan's pretense.

"We're both detectives, why would we play games?" Conan climbed into bed, snuggled under the covers, and said casually.

"Saying all this still means you don't dare?" Hattori Heiji said with a look of disdain.

"Didn't I say before? Once you've completely out-deduced me, I'll let you play against me as many times as you want." Conan was certain that Heiji Hattori couldn't do it, so he spoke with great confidence.

"Otherwise, if you admit that you're not as good as me, I might agree to compete with you in games."

"Dream on." Heiji Hattori knew what Conan was thinking, but he could only go along with it, otherwise he would be admitting that he, Heiji Hattori, was inferior to Shinichi Kudo.

"Despicable..." Hattori Heiji looked at Conan, who was lying on the bed looking completely at ease, and repeated, "Isn't it just that you're too scared to fight me?"

Is it so hard to admit that someone isn't as good at the game as me?

"Then admit that your reasoning is inferior to mine, and I'll fight you." Conan remained calm, continuing to use the same reason to refuse Heiji Hattori.

"Dream on!" Hattori Heiji naturally had no chance of agreeing to this condition.

Just as the two were arguing, Guangyou, who had been leaning against the headboard drawing, casually said something.

"Stop arguing, I feel you two are about the same level."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hattori Heiji and Conan stopped arguing.

The two fell silent.

"Go to sleep, we have to go to the theme park tomorrow," Guangyou said to the two without even looking up, continuing to draw.

After hearing what Kousuke said, Hattori Heiji thought of the fight he had with Kousuke.

Although he was still pleased to have finally found something that made him better than Conan, the sense of satisfaction was less than before.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep."

Heiji Hattori didn't bring up the previous topic with Conan again. After saying one sentence, he changed into his pajamas and lay down on the bed.

"Hattori, you'd better behave yourself tonight." Conan reminded him of the scenes he saw when he woke up the last two times. "Or you could just sleep on the floor."

"I'll try to control it," Hattori Heiji replied casually, then added, "Alright, go to sleep."

Although Conan didn't quite believe Heiji Hattori's words, he didn't say anything more.

Ten minutes later, Conan and Heiji Hattori had fallen asleep.

Guangyou, who was drawing against the headboard, stopped drawing, checked the time, got out of bed, and put his pencil and notebook back on the desk.

After putting the two items away, Guangyou lay back in bed, closed his eyes, and smelled the faint fragrance lingering around his nose.

Compared to the beginning, the fragrance has faded considerably.

If you don't calm down, you definitely won't be able to smell it.

The fragrance faded with time, and Guangyou, with a slight smile, slowly drifted off to sleep.

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