Chapter 142 Open Sexual Relationships? So Complicated…

The sky was a clear, boundless blue, like a single, fine sapphire, washed bright by the sunlight. A few wisps of thin clouds floated leisurely in the air, pushed by the warm breeze, rolling and changing shapes.

Beneath this tranquil and expansive sky, the Mihana Tennis Club presents a different, vibrant scene.

"Bang--!"

"Bang, bang!"

The crisp, resonant striking sounds rang out rhythmically, each strike hitting the air and assaulting the eardrums of the onlookers.

The sounds of racket swings, ball strikes, and cheers intertwine to create a vibrant symphony of sports.

The sunlight generously shone on the lush green court, making the white court lines almost dazzling and outlining the agile figures of tennis players leaping and jumping.

Sonoko Suzuki, who loves excitement, once again invited friends and acquaintances to participate in tennis training. She claimed that she wanted to improve her tennis skills and invited many friends, including Amuro Tooru, to give her special training.

“Miss Sonoko, relax your wrists a little more, and use the strength of your waist and abdomen to move your arms…” Amuro Tooru said as he naturally demonstrated the movement, his posture was standard and full of power.

Today he was wearing a simple blue polo shirt and black athletic shorts, and without the constraints of a coffee shop apron, he looked exceptionally clean and neat.

Sunlight fell on him, his close-fitting shirt subtly outlining the smooth contours of his muscles, and his wheat-colored skin glowed with a healthy sheen.

His light blonde hair fluttered with each jump and movement, and his purplish-grey eyes were focused and gentle as he explained things. Occasionally, he would respond to the low cheers from the sidelines with a humble smile, a smile as bright and gentle as the sunshine at that moment.

"Who's that tennis coach?" "I feel like I've seen him somewhere before..." "His smile is so gentle!" "He's so patient when he teaches." "Indeed, a serious man is the most charming!"

A number of people, mostly young women, had unknowingly gathered in the rest area beside the tennis court. Whispers of conversation filled the air, tinged with admiration and longing.

Conan sat on a bench not far away, watching the scene with his crescent-shaped eyes, thinking to himself, "This guy really stands out wherever he goes," while also remaining vigilant—after all, this was Bourbon.

Just then, a slight commotion arose at the entrance.

A tall and beautiful figure walked in with light steps, causing some of the attention that was originally focused on the court to involuntarily shift its direction.

It's Nekono Sakura.

Her outfit today was unlike any she had ever worn before. A simple, fitted white short-sleeved tennis top paired with an indigo pleated tennis skirt, the hem of which ended twenty centimeters above her knees, tracing a light arc with her every step.

A pair of pure white over-the-knee athletic stockings covered her long, straight legs, with a small section of her thigh skin peeking out above the top of the stockings.

Her long black hair wasn't loosely draped as usual; instead, it was tied high into a ponytail with a blue ribbon, swaying gently behind her head with each step, revealing her smooth, full forehead and graceful, flowing neck. A few stray strands playfully brushed against her fair ears and cheeks, not appearing messy but rather adding a touch of casual liveliness.

Gone was the ethereal and aloof air of her long dress, replaced by the crispness and vitality of sportswear; yet, her unique aura, a blend of coolness and allure, remained undiminished. The crisp sunlight bathed her in its warmth, making her fair skin almost glow, and her emerald eyes, like clear, pure cat's-eye gems, were brighter and more captivating than ever.

Conan also saw her and was slightly taken aback. Sakuragi-neechan? She's here to play tennis too? Did Sonoko invite her? Or Amuro Tooru?

Sakura's gaze swept across the court and quickly settled on the blond, dark-skinned figure—Amuro Tooru was facing her sideways, carefully explaining the key points of swinging the racket to Sonoko.

The moment her gaze fell upon the figure, her originally cool and aloof expression softened involuntarily, and a hint of warmth and focus rippled in her emerald eyes.

The young detective who witnessed this change: "..."

The young detective felt heavy-hearted.

He's not too worried about Nekono's brother having a secret lover, but could Sakura-tori's sister really be attracted to Bourbon?

Meanwhile, Conan wasn't the only one attracted by this unique and beautiful sight.

A young man who was chatting with a friend also noticed Nekono Sakura, who had an outstanding temperament and appearance.

His eyes lit up. Wow, what a lucky day! So many beautiful women have come to the tennis court, including some of this caliber!

Unfortunately, before he could muster the courage to strike up a conversation, he noticed the change in the other person's expression.

He subconsciously followed her gaze and, unexpectedly yet logically, saw Amuro Tooru.

Young man: "..."

The young man biting his handkerchief couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

Damn it, are dark-skinned handsome guys really that popular? He's not bad looking either!

The young man, whose heart had just begun to flutter with romantic feelings, was heartbroken and looked at the radiant Amuro Tooru with envy.

Feeling the burning gaze, Amuro Tooru turned his head in confusion, glancing past the young man and immediately seeing Nekono Sakuratori.

Blue skirt and white socks, cool yet radiant, Miss Sakuragi is as beautiful as ever today.

He instinctively wanted to smile, but only managed half a smile before exclaiming: Wait, is Sakura wearing a short skirt with an absolute territory (crown ridge) today?!

Toru Amuro: "?!!"

The woman in the blue dress and white socks, Nyanko Sakura, smiled at him and said, "Amuro."

Amuro's pupils were shaken.

he:"!!!"

His gaze darkened for a moment.

Young man: Lemons on the lemon tree, and under the lemon tree only! Me! One word—sour!

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His companion remarked, "This dark-skinned handsome guy is really popular."

The young man sighed, "Who can argue with that?"

Come to think of it, he seemed to have seen a handsome blond guy with dark skin somewhere before...

"?"

He carefully examined Amuro Tooru.

You wouldn't know unless you looked closely, but once you do, this person does look somewhat familiar.

"!" He remembered!

The young man quickly said to his companion, "This gentleman is indeed very charming, and he plays tennis very well. But it seems he has a lover. I think I saw him dressed as a mascot giving roses to someone in the park before."

"They must be on a date; it's quite romantic."

Young man: He seems to be talking to his companion, but he's actually talking to the pretty girl next to him.

Watch how effortlessly amazing I am!

He didn't have any bad intentions; he was just offering a well-intentioned but selfish reminder: this handsome guy might already be taken, so ladies, don't accidentally fall for him.

A companion, who genuinely thought the young man was sharing gossip, asked curiously, "Are you serious?"

The young man asserted, "Why would I lie to you? It happened two weeks ago. I saw it with my own eyes, and I remember it clearly. I'd be a dog if I lied to you!"

Conan, who was standing nearby, immediately perked up and looked at Nekono Sakura with anticipation.

Sakura-neechan, did you hear that? Bourbon was sending flowers to other people just two weeks ago.

Don't be fooled by Bourbon's sweet talk!

Under his gaze, Nekono Sakura, who had also heard these words, frowned slightly, her gentle expression freezing instantly, and her emerald green eyes suddenly turned to the man who had spoken.

Her red lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she only gave a cold smirk and turned her gaze back to Amuro Tooru in the arena, but now her eyes were filled with scrutiny and coldness.

Conan's eyes lit up: There's hope?!

Amuro Tooru, who hadn't heard what the young man said, noticed the change in Nekono Sakura's gaze: "?"

The young man pressed on, saying to his companion, "Besides, I saw that the person this gentleman was sending flowers to was also a man... I'm not making this up! What's wrong with freedom of sexual orientation! Do you still want to hear it? If I were lying to you, you'd believe me even more if the person sending the flowers was a woman, right?"

"That gentleman had black hair and bright green cat-like eyes. He was very handsome and looked very well-matched with the gentleman on the tennis court. That gentleman also seemed to like the gentleman on the tennis court..."

Hmm, this color scheme seems a bit familiar?

The young man suddenly looked at Nekono Sakura with surprise, his voice trembling: "She looks a bit like this lady?"

The young man fell into deep thought.

Wait, did he misunderstand something? For example, is it that the dark-skinned handsome guy and this beautiful lady aren't in a romantic relationship, but rather like brother-in-law and sister?

...Thank goodness he didn't say anything bad about the dark-skinned handsome guy! The young man breathed a sigh of relief at the image he had in the eyes of the girl he was falling for.

Even if you might not succeed in winning her over, or even have the courage to do so, you absolutely must avoid leaving a bad impression!

Black hair and blue eyes, does she look a bit like her?

The scrutiny and coldness in Nekono Sakura's eyes melted away like ice and snow.

She murmured softly, her voice so faint that only Conan, who was standing closest, could barely hear it: "So it's my brother..."

Nekono Sakura: That's alright then.

"It's okay if it's my brother. I knew he liked Amuro too!"

She blinked her emerald green eyes, which regained their sparkle, and smiled at Amuro Tooru again, seemingly even more fond of him now.

Amuro Tooru, who was completely baffled from beginning to end, thought: "??"

The complete little detective exclaimed: "!!!"

The young detective was greatly shocked and looked at Nekono Sakura in astonishment.

No, you're Sakura-tori-neechan?

I knew that Nekono-nii and Okuri-nee-nee had a complicated relationship, but I didn't expect it to be this complicated.

This statement can't be a declaration of intent to seize something, can it?

Nekono-nii, little detective, your eyes are all mixed up. Do you and Sakura-tori-nee really not get along?

Wait a minute, the little detective suddenly remembered what he heard when he first met Nekono Sakura.

“Nekono Ikuya…”

"He is bone of my bones and blood of my blood."

"He is my brother."

And Morofushi Kagemitsu's coughing and complex expression upon hearing this.

The little detective exclaimed again: "!!!"

His pupils dilated.

Surely it's not that they genuinely don't mind or even enjoy sharing the same partner, right?

Open sexual relationships? And even, which department of orthopedics?

So complicated, the adult world is so complicated.

The young detective was weak from spitting out his soul.

Suddenly I hope that what Sakura-tori said was just a simple declaration of competition!

This must be the legendary broken window theory.

As for why Nekono Sakura only stared at Amuro Tooru and not Akashi Teru, Edogawa Conan said he really couldn't understand this.

Surely Sakura-tori doesn't know about the relationship between Nekono-nii and Akashi-nii?

Conan: Trying to untangle the ball of yarn, he gradually gets tangled up himself. He turns into a yarn cat.jpg

At this moment, the young man's companion, who had been innocently playing the straight man for a long time, suddenly patted the young man on the shoulder and pointed to the entrance of the tennis court in surprise, saying, "Hey, is that the person you're talking about?"

Young man: !

Nekono Sakura slowly turned her head: "Brother."

Toru Amuro: "???"