The muscles that had been tense all day were able to relax slightly at this moment.
Conan, who was also sitting on the sofa, nodded.
Seeing this, Kōyū kicked Conan in the butt: "What are you nodding for? You didn't do anything today!"
Conan retorted, "I'm solving a case! Mental work is tiring too!"
"Is it broken?"
"Almost there." Conan scratched his head awkwardly. "Just a tiny bit more!"
Conan's answer was exactly what Mitsuyu expected: "Then what are you doing here taking up space? Hurry up and go buy a bento for the great hero!"
"Your food tastes better than a bento!" Conan, displaying the shamelessness he'd developed from spending so much time at crime scenes in his child form, exclaimed. "To celebrate! Mitsuyu, why don't you make it again?"
"No!" Kōyū firmly refused Conan's request. "Sorry, I'm tired! And I'm lazy!"
Conan was helpless, but it was a fact that Mitsuyu had contributed, so Conan acknowledged it: "Okay, okay, I'll go buy it."
At that moment, Ai came out of the kitchen with fruit, sat down next to Kousuke, and used a toothpick to feed Kousuke a small piece of apple.
Guangyou smiled as he chewed on the apple: "It tastes much sweeter now!"
Ai's cheeks flushed slightly, but she didn't stop what she was doing: "Don't overthink it, I'm just thanking you today!"
"Okay, okay, I didn't think too much about it!" Guangyou's words lacked credibility.
Ai's cheeks became a little rosier.
Conan pretended not to see anything, turned around and went out the door, muttering to himself, "The air is thick with the stench of love. It seems I should hurry up with things between Ran and me, or I'll be overwhelmed by all this PDA."
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