As time passed, an enticing aroma gradually filled the office.
"Gurgle~"
Both Kōyū and Conan's stomachs simultaneously let out a disapproving cry.
It's torture to only smell its aroma but not be able to eat it.
However, judging from the taste, today's dishes are rather bland.
After a while, the aromas of all kinds of food mingled together.
But amidst this complex fragrance, Kwangyu caught a whiff of something familiar.
"Leek sprouts?"
Guangyou, having discerned the source of the smell, glanced back at the kitchen, somewhat puzzled.
He took another sniff and discovered that the unique aroma of the leek was mixed with the fragrance of eggs.
"Stir-fried eggs with chives is alright."
Guangyou quite liked this dish. He smacked his lips and said, "It's been a long time since I've had it. It smells good, but I wonder how it tastes."
"It smells so good, I can't even concentrate on my book."
Conan closed the book and placed it on the coffee table. Then he leaned back and continued waiting for dinner with Kōyū.
Finally, after waiting for another ten minutes or so, Xiaolan, wearing an apron around her waist, came out of the kitchen carrying dishes.
"Conan, help Mitsuyu wash his hands, it's time to eat."
The two of them were starving.
Without Ran saying anything, Conan took the initiative to help Kousuke wash his hands and then led him to sit down at the dining table.
After putting away her untied apron, Xiaolan sat down and said, "Okay, we'll eat when Dad comes back."
Uncle Mori seemed to have timed it perfectly; just a few minutes after Xiaolan finished speaking, he pushed open the door and walked in carrying a dozen beers.
Once everyone is here, we can start eating.
After saying "I'm starting to eat," the lavish lunch prepared to celebrate Guangyou's discharge from the hospital officially began.
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Merry Christmas!
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