Her tone of voice didn't change, so Guangyou didn't notice. She replied:
"Let's leave it at that for now."
"Will you be eating at home?"
"Okay, I'll cook," Kōyū said to Ai. "We'll discuss who to invite over later."
"Mmm," Ai replied.
The two chatted for a while longer until Guangyou noticed that his fingers and toes were wrinkled from being soaked in water, at which point he prepared to hang up.
Get some rest early tonight.
Before hanging up the phone, Guangyou gave Ai his usual instructions.
"Yes, you too." Ai agreed and also gave Mitsuyoshi a word of advice.
They said goodnight to each other before hanging up the phone.
After drying himself off and changing into his pajamas, Guangyou pushed open the bathroom door and left, returning to his room.
After taking a bath, Guangyou felt much more relaxed.
Because Ai promised him, and so did his overly excited and tense nerves.
Lying in his warm bed, looking through Ai's photos and their text message history, and recalling what happened tonight, Kōyū couldn't help but sigh softly:
"Like a dream..."
He just made that remark.
Based on his experience, he felt that this description was appropriate.
First, she came into this world and met Ai.
Later, she was fortunate enough to be with Ai, and they still maintain a very good relationship to this day.
Tonight, their relationship took another step forward.
Before I came into this world, who could have imagined that something like this would happen?
After sighing a few times, Guangyou put his phone next to his pillow.
Then he got out of bed and grabbed a pen, eraser, and notebook.
Lying back in bed, Kōyū imagined the light purple dress he had just mentioned to Ai and began sketching it in his notebook.
He wanted to draw the design first, and then draw a picture of Ai wearing the dress.
Once he started drawing, Guangyou quickly became immersed in his imagination, and his heart gradually calmed down.
After Kōyū returned, Conan also took his clothes to take a shower, so only Kōyū was left in the room, along with the "rustling" sound of a pencil scratching paper.
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