Love is ultimately a matter between two people.
Others can offer some reasonable suggestions.
If the two people are interested in getting to know each other, or already have feelings for each other, then it's appropriate to try to bring them together.
This creates an opportunity for the two to take things a step further.
However, excessive interference is inappropriate.
Conan also understood what Mitsuyu meant.
He nodded and agreed.
"good."
"Then I'll go out."
After saying that, Guangyou turned and left the room.
Only Conan, lost in thought, remained in the room.
Recalling what had just happened, he felt ashamed, as if there had been a network delay.
"How could I have come up with such a terrible idea as a 'simulated confession'?!"
"That guy, Kōyū, must have laughed at me a million times in his heart!"
Overwhelmed with shame, Conan grabbed his hair.
He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.
He still feels ashamed.
But thanks to the special comfort he received from "Kuang-Yu already knows a lot of his dirty secrets," he felt much better.
"Let's plan how to confess our feelings."
Once he got to the point, Conan stopped worrying about whether Mitsuyu had more dirt on him.
As if he were deducing a clue, he pinched his chin and began to think seriously.
...
He went to the living room, poured himself a glass of water, and before he could even take a couple of sips, Guangyou received a text message.
It's not Ai's.
But after reading the text message, a smile appeared on his face.
The bespectacled kid in the room should have calmed down by now.
Once he calmed down, the "glasses kid" probably realized that the "simulated confession" was useless.
However...
"This method is actually not bad."
"hey-hey..."
Xiaolan, who had just come out of the kitchen, happened to hear Guangyou's "malicious" laughter.
Without the ability to read minds, she naturally had no idea what Guangyou was thinking at that moment.
She asked with some curiosity:
"Kuangyou, what are you laughing at?"
Hearing Xiaolan's voice, Guangyou snapped out of his reverie and explained to her:
"It's nothing."
"I just feel very happy."
"All right."
Without pressing further, Xiaolan noticed that Guangyou seemed about to leave, so she asked:
"Kuangyou, are you going out?"
"Are you going to find Ai?"
"Dinner will be ready soon."
Waving his hand, Guangyou explained to Xiaolan:
"I'm not looking for her, I just need to go out for some business."
"They'll definitely be back before dinner."
"Oh well."
Xiaolan didn't want to ask Guangyou what he was going to do; she just asked him one question out of concern:
"Then be careful on your way."
Come back soon.
"good!"
After leaving those words, Guangyou pushed open the door and left.
Before taking any action, some preparations must be made.
This is his habit, and this time was no exception.
...
Inside a coffee shop next to a bustling street.
The morning sunlight streamed through the glass window, shining on people and making them feel very comfortable.
The coffee shop was nearly empty.
It's no exaggeration to say that there are more staff than customers.
However, it wasn't because the coffee shop was doing poorly.
It's because it's rush hour.
Not many people would sit in a coffee shop and slowly enjoy a cup of coffee.
The few people who occasionally come in are mostly office workers rushing to work, buying their things and leaving immediately.
However, it wasn't that no one came.
Among the few guests you could count on one hand, the most unusual was the man sitting in the corner wearing a black knitted hat.
That's what the employees who come to work the early shift are thinking.
The shop assistant, who was tidying up the tables, would occasionally look up and glance at the man.
It wasn't because he came to the coffee shop so early to drink coffee.
Mainly because of this man...
"So handsome."
Looking at the man's calm face under his knitted hat, the shop assistant's slight dissatisfaction with getting up early for work immediately dissipated.
The girl's heart started pounding.
In the deserted coffee shop, it became exceptionally clear to her ears.
The air around us seemed to be tinged with a pink hue.
The shop assistant reluctantly withdrew her gaze, continuing to tidy the tables while muttering to herself:
"I really want to get to know him."
She's still single!
Isn't it normal to have this kind of thought?
Unfortunately, she had to go to work today.
If she approaches a customer and gets a complaint, she'll definitely have her wages docked.
She wouldn't let her already meager salary shrink further.
After clearing the tables, the staff member was about to leave when they happened to see the coffee shop door being pushed open.
She habitually smiled, bowed slightly towards the door, and said warmly:
"Good morning!"
Welcome!
The warm welcome went unanswered.
The shop assistant did not seem upset about not receiving a response.
After all, there are quite a few customers like this, and she's gotten used to it.
But she still stopped because of the guest who had just come in.
She was somewhat puzzled, but more than that, she was curious about the guest who was completely covered up.
This guest wasn't very tall; he looked shorter than her.
He was wearing a long black robe and gloves.
He walked with his head slightly lowered, as if he didn't want others to see his face under his long robe.
If you look closely, you can even see that the guest is wearing a mask.
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