The skirt doesn't have a particularly complicated design.
It only takes a few minutes to draw.
The most difficult part to draw was the outer black lace skirt.
The rest of the area is light purple with no patterns; anyone could draw it.
If you ignore the outer black lace skirt, the design of this dress is very simple, so simple that it doesn't look like a dress at all.
It's like a very ordinary dress.
Even the dress he bought for Ai before was more complicated than this.
It took Guangyou more than ten minutes to finish drawing the dress, including the black lace overlay.
What he told Ai before was just his imagination, a first draft.
In the final draft, Guangyou added an outline to the hem of the skirt to make the whole skirt look less monotonous, and he planned to use white.
The rest remained largely unchanged.
The design is already on the simple side, so there's no need to add too many decorations.
The dress has now been preliminarily finalized.
If new ideas come up, then we can make changes later.
After that, Kwangyu spent a few more minutes drawing the lace decorations on his head and the shoes.
After a quick glance, Guangyou himself felt quite satisfied.
Now all that's left is to color the dress.
He plans to take the school to get it colored tomorrow, and also show Ai the result.
Conan, having just taken a shower, walked into the room in his pajamas.
Seeing Guangyou leaning against the headboard, writing and drawing, he asked:
What should we draw?
"I'm drawing clothes." Guangyou didn't hide anything.
"clothing?"
Although Kousuke didn't say whose clothes they were, Conan guessed it immediately.
He sat on the edge of his bed and said:
"You're really multi-talented; you can even do this."
"You know more than anyone who came from the Hawaii training camp." Guangyou was checking his drawing for mistakes at the last minute, so he didn't even look up or think much before blurting out this sentence.
"What does 'Hawaii training camp' mean..." Conan didn't understand the joke.
It's natural that he doesn't understand the meme, after all, he is the protagonist in the meme.
And I've never heard of such a complaint before.
So, Kwang-yu gave him a casual explanation:
"You've forgotten?"
"Where did you learn to drive cars, airplanes, helicopters, speedboats... shooting, and many other skills?"
"Hawaii and my dad..."
As soon as he said that, Conan understood what Mitsuyoshi meant and was speechless.
He learned it casually when he went to Hawaii with his father before. Is it really necessary to say that?
Although he did learn more skills in Hawaii.
Seeing that it was almost time and there were no mistakes in the drawing, Guangyou put the notebook, tools, and phone next to his pillow.
After saying "goodnight" to Conan, Kōyū lay down in bed and closed his eyes.
If I make him sleep before I start painting, it might be a bit difficult.
He couldn't sleep whenever he thought about Ai agreeing to his request.
After drawing for a while, Guangyou calmed down and quickly fell asleep, even though such a big thing had happened.
...
I fall asleep quickly and wake up early.
Just as dawn was breaking, Guangyou woke up from his sleep.
After getting up and washing up, he went downstairs for a few laps and bought some meat at the convenience store.
He was going to make xiaolongbao this morning.
It's not for any other reason than that Conan likes to eat...
Okay, he couldn't keep up the story.
The real reason is that on the day his relationship with Ai Haibara made progress and reached a breakthrough, he was also making xiaolongbao (soup dumplings).
Back on the third floor of the office, only Xiaolan was up.
The other two were still fast asleep in bed.
After saying "Good morning" to Xiaolan who had come out to wash up, Guangyou went to the kitchen to start preparing.
Preparing the filling, kneading the dough, wrapping the xiaolongbao...
Halfway through kneading the dough, Xiaolan, who had finished washing up, came to the kitchen to help.
With help from others, especially experts, the process is significantly faster, and you can also chat with someone.
Soon, the xiaolongbao were put in the steamer and steaming began.
Because of Guangyou, there are quite a few tools in the house.
It has everything, including steamers.
While waiting for the xiaolongbao to cook, Xiaolan tidied up the food and asked Guangyou:
"Kuangyou, you seem really happy today."
She had just noticed that Guangyou had a smile on his face the whole time, and he seemed to be very happy.
So she was a little curious.
"Yes, I'm very happy." Guangyou was also tidying up when he heard Xiaolan ask him this, so he responded like this.
Xiao Ai promised him yesterday. How could he not be happy about something so big?
If it weren't for painting last night calming him down, he probably wouldn't have been able to fall asleep until midnight.
"What happened?" Xiaolan asked Guangyou curiously.
Guangyou usually struck her as quite steady and mature, both in his speech and actions. But right now, he was as happy as a child who had just received candy.
She was curious about what the "candy" that made Guangyou so happy was.
But this is something that can't be said, at least not now. If we're going to talk about it, we'll have to wait at least a few more years.
"It's a secret." Guangyou smiled at Xiaolan.
That's all he can say for now.
"A secret?" Xiaolan stopped what she was doing and glanced at Guangyou.
"Yes, it's a secret." Guangyou said, then turned back to continue packing.
"Okay." Seeing Guangyou's reaction, Xiaolan suppressed her curiosity and stopped asking.
Actually, Kwang-woo also wanted to share something, but he didn't want to say it directly, so he could only say:
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