Meanwhile, as the family enjoyed their dinner, dinnertime was taking place elsewhere.
Mouri Detective Agency.
"Ran, do we run out of spirit rice?" Kogoro Mouri looked at the ordinary rice in the bowl in front of him and said with a worried expression, "This is completely inedible!"
Conan, who was standing to the side, was also holding a bowl and looking at Ran with a puzzled expression.
Although he and Yuzuru were sworn enemies, he had to admit that his family's spirit rice was really delicious.
If I miss a meal, I feel like countless ants are crawling all over my body, and I feel extremely uncomfortable.
"You have to eat it whether you like it or not." Xiaolan ate her meal expressionlessly, completely ignoring their complaints. "This is for your own good, so you don't get addicted to spirit rice and can't eat without it in the future."
"How could that be!" Kogoro Mori retorted, "I eat it every day and I'm not addicted!"
"Yeah, Ran-neechan, it's not that exaggerated," Conan chimed in.
"Are you going to eat or not!"
Xiao Lan narrowed her eyes, revealing a dangerous aura, and the surrounding temperature instantly dropped several degrees.
"eat!"
Kogoro Mouri and Conan exchanged a glance, then immediately picked up their bowls with a pitiful expression and started eating.
In this family, no one can afford to offend Xiaolan.
If we anger Ran and she runs to Yuzuru's house and refuses to come back to cook, then everything will be over.
When it's her turn to stay overnight at the villa, Kogoro Mouri and Conan can only make do with instant noodles for dinner.
The taste of instant noodles is okay once in a while, but eating them too often is simply unbearable.
Seeing the two of them forcing themselves to eat large mouthfuls of rice, Xiaolan nodded in satisfaction.
Actually, it's not that we don't have spirit rice at home, nor is it that we're trying to help them quit their addiction.
It was simply that when she was preparing dinner, she overheard Kogoro Mouri and Conan talking about Aoran Urashi's beautiful legs.
Xiaolan was furious at his infatuated look, and then she thought of her mother who lived alone outside, which made her feel even worse.
Xiao Lan, feeling a bit annoyed, decided to teach them a lesson and make them remember it.
They need to understand that lust can't put food on the table, and they can't always be so irresponsible.
...
Mika, in a luxury apartment.
Eri Kisaki wearily pushed open the door, threw her briefcase on the sofa, and went into the bedroom.
A few minutes later, Eri Kisaki appeared in the living room wearing loose sweatpants and a light blue top. She twisted her neck, trying to relieve the fatigue of the day.
Looking at the mountain of tableware piled up in the kitchen, Eri Kisaki sighed and decided to go to the kitchen to cook first.
After a busy day, she decided to cook herself something delicious.
She first put the rice in the rice cooker and started cooking. Then she opened the refrigerator, glanced at the ingredients inside, and took out the ingredients she needed.
With practiced ease, they began washing and chopping the vegetables, then started stir-frying them in a wok.
"That's about it."
After briefly frying it, Eri Kisaki naturally picked up the jar of white sugar from the side and, without thinking, scooped a spoonful into the pot.
After she finished pouring, she realized that something seemed wrong.
She stretched out her slender finger, dipped it into the white particles in the pot, parted her cherry lips slightly, and gently licked the white particles off her finger.
"Oh no, it's candy!"
Upon discovering that it wasn't salt, Eri Kisaki calmly brought over a bowl of water, poured it all into the pot without hesitation, and then picked up the salt jar from the side.
This time she was smarter and didn't immediately pour salt into the pot.
Instead, he carefully opened the lid of the salt shaker, dipped his finger in the salt, and tasted it on his tongue.
Only after confirming it was salt did she tilt the salt shaker and pour it into the pot.
However, the hand that was usually so steady when holding a pen suddenly trembled when pouring salt, and half a jar of salt was poured down.
But these were minor incidents, posing no challenge to our renowned lawyer, Eri Kisaki. With exceptional skill, she fetched another bowl of water and poured it into the pot.
Add more salt to water, or more water to salt; there's absolutely no problem with either.
Just like when she encounters problems while handling cases, and then adjusts her strategy according to different situations, cooking is just another form of "case handling".
The final result was that, apart from a bowl of spirit rice porridge that Yukiko had repeatedly told her not to add anything when cooking the porridge and to leave it there unattended, there was nothing else on the table.
There were also two extra plates of dark, sticky, unidentified food.
These two dishes looked rather peculiar; their dark, burnt-looking color and sticky texture made one wonder if they were even edible.
But Eri Kisaki didn't care at all. She picked up her chopsticks, took a bite of the dark stuff, and tasted it carefully.
"Mmm! It tastes really good. Looks like my cooking skills have improved again!"
Eri nodded in satisfaction, a proud smile on her face.
She seemed genuinely convinced that she had created a unique and delicious dish, her smile showing no sign of reluctance.
"Let's invite Yukiko over another day to try it together."
As Eri thought about it, she could already picture Yukiko's expression as she savored the two unique dishes.
She thought that although the two dishes looked a bit strange, they tasted pretty good, and Yukiko would definitely be surprised by her improvement in cooking skills.
Attorney Fei
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Suzuki Estate.
After dinner, Sonoko, dressed in her cute bear pajamas, sat leisurely in the spacious and bright living room, playing games with Ai via video call.
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