Some people might think, "Isn't it just a matter of recognizing a relative?"
It's no big deal.
But for a small group of people, this is a big deal.
For example, Ai.
Her parents died in an accident when she was very young.
All that was left by his side was his older sister, Akemi.
It's always a bit disorienting to suddenly learn that she has other relatives in this world.
After enjoying a warm hug for a while, Ai calmed down a bit.
Once she calmed down, she suddenly remembered something.
She released her grip on Kwang-woo, sat up straight, and asked him:
Have you told your sister about this?
"No."
When Ai asked about this, Kōyū repeated his reasons for not wanting to affect Akira's good mood.
Ai Haibara also agreed with this idea:
"Yes, that's fine too."
"My sister just met with that person; it's not the right time for her to know about this."
She knew that some states in the US and Japan allowed it.
But while it may be permitted, it's not something everyone can accept.
This matter will definitely affect Akemi to some extent.
I'll talk about it later; that should reduce the extent to which this matter affects Akemi.
This is currently the most appropriate solution.
"Mm." Kōyū nodded in agreement.
Now, only Akemi herself is unaware of this relationship.
He planned to wait a week or two before telling her about it.
Bringing Ai to this park was just to tell her this story.
Thinking that there was still plenty of time in the afternoon, Guangyou suggested:
"There is still plenty of time."
"Want to go to the movies? Or go shopping?"
Whether it's shopping or watching a movie, it should make Ai Haibara feel better.
After thinking for a moment, Ai looked at Kyou with her icy blue eyes.
She raised an eyebrow slightly and said in a cool voice:
"Let's go shopping first, and then go see a movie."
What was originally a simple multiple-choice question was turned into a multiple-selection question by Ai.
But what can we do?
Spoil them!
After all, the girl with brown hair in front of him was the one he liked.
“Okay, let’s go shopping first, then go see a movie.” Guangyou readily agreed.
"Let's go then."
When she responded, Ai's lips curled up.
It's clear that she's in a pretty good mood right now.
She seemed to have recovered from the incredible news she had just received.
However, Guangyou also knew that this girl definitely still cared about it.
He saw through it but didn't say anything.
...
Time really flies.
A week has passed quietly, as if it were just a blink of an eye.
Aside from a few murders, the week was generally peaceful.
On Friday night, Uncle Mori, who usually doesn't have much money, suddenly said he would treat everyone to a big meal.
Xiaolan doesn't need to prepare dinner today.
This puzzled Xiaolan greatly.
Because Uncle Mori spends all his money on drinking and horse racing, he can't save any money at all.
Therefore, she held the reins of the family finances.
Just like parents regularly give their children pocket money.
She also regularly gave Uncle Mori enough for his daily expenses, with some pocket money left over.
Although there are basically some left over, it's not a lot.
It's simply not enough to afford a proper meal.
However, Uncle Mori never answered, only saying that it was a secret.
I'll tell them later.
Seeing that Uncle Mori refused to answer, Xiaolan didn't ask any further questions.
Led by Uncle Mori, the group, now dressed in more formal attire, arrived at a high-end Western restaurant in Shinjuku.
Western food is really troublesome to eat, Guangyou thinks so.
They even have to change their clothes just to have a meal here.
In addition to these, there are many other regulations.
Many Western restaurants are expensive, serve small portions, and the food isn't necessarily very good.
If he doesn't need it, he would actually prefer to eat a bowl of spicy hot pot.
Eat a wider variety of ingredients for a price that is several times less than eating Western food.
However, everyone has their own preferences.
Sometimes, if he wants to create a romantic atmosphere, he will actually go out to eat.
For example, a candlelight dinner...
Just as Kōyū was imagining himself and Ai having a candlelight dinner, the dishes they ordered were brought to the table by a waiter dressed in a white shirt and black jacket.
"Sorry to keep you all waiting."
The waiter, with a smile on his face, placed the dishes in front of the group.
At the same time, he gave a concise description of the dish:
"These are Italian ravioli made primarily with scallops, served with a sauce carefully prepared with cauliflower."
"It has a delicious flavor, a refreshing and rich taste, and is also very nutritious."
Putting aside the taste, the presentation is indeed very good.
It looks very appetizing.
The green sauce looks quite healthy.
Seeing the plate of ravioli, Xiaolan couldn't help but praise it:
"It looks delicious!"
"It truly lives up to its three-star rating."
Good plating doesn't enhance the flavor of a dish, but it does make it look better.
Of course, it can also increase the price of the dishes.
It can even add a zero to a dish that originally sells for one or two hundred yuan.
After taking a sip of juice from his wine glass, Guangyou suddenly remembered that this was a French restaurant.
Because he saw at the restaurant entrance
And Italian dumplings...
As you can tell from the name, it's Italian cuisine.
this...
Okay, they're all Western food, there's not much difference.
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