As expected, Kousuke couldn't help but chuckle after receiving Ai's reply.
He can pretend to be calm and not laugh out loud.
But is it necessary?
Of course not.
Expressing your emotions is often not a bad thing.
Without saying much, Kōyū simply hugged Ai a little tighter.
Then Kōyū buried his head in Ai's tea-colored hair, smelling the delicate fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose, and said softly.
"It's so good to have you... really."
Upon hearing this, Ai's lips curved upwards slightly, and she softly replied, "That's what I wanted to say to you too."
"Let me hold you a little longer."
"Since you behaved well just now, I'll let you hug me for a little while..."
...
After lying in Kousuke's arms for a few more minutes, Ai patted Kousuke's back and said, "Alright, now that you've said what you wanted to say, demonstrated what you wanted to do, and stamped the document, can you let me get up now?"
"All right."
Without clinging to this fleeting moment of tenderness, Kōyū nodded in agreement, then released his grip, allowing Ai to rise from his embrace.
"I'm going to the restroom."
"Then I'll read a book in my room for a while."
"Um."
Only after Ai's figure disappeared from sight did Kōyū look away, get up, walk to his desk, and pick up a book about interior design.
For the rest of the time, Guangyou leaned against the headboard and read a book.
Although these books are somewhat dull and not as interesting as novels, Guangyou still reads them very seriously in order to realize his ideas.
As he looked around, he imagined what his future house would look like.
"Interior design?" Ai pushed open the door and walked into the room, immediately seeing Guangyou leaning against the headboard holding a book about interior design.
"Well, I don't know anything about this. Although it's not time yet, I want to start preparing." Kōyū looked up at Ai, then looked down at his book.
Sitting down next to Kōyū, Ai leaned closer, glanced at the book, and asked, "What kind of decorating style do you like?"
After thinking for a moment, Guangyou replied, "Hmm... as long as it doesn't look too ornate like the classic European style."
As he spoke, Kōyū flipped through a few pages of the book, pointed to the pictures, and said to Ai, "For example... the postmodern style is quite nice."
"It's alright." Xiao Ai also felt that this decorating style suited her aesthetic.
When it comes to interior design, Guangyou thinks of houses, then bedrooms, and then sleeping at night.
So he looked up at Ai and asked, "Ai, are you staying here tonight? Or should I take you home?"
"We'll see." Ai neither agreed nor refused, and after giving a nod, she began to change the subject.
"Let's go out first, we'll be able to eat soon."
"Okay." Kōyū pretended to be successfully distracted, nodded, got out of bed, put the book back in its place, and followed Ai out of the room.
...
At this moment, Conan was sitting in the living room, looking down at a novel.
Hearing the door open, Conan subconsciously looked up and saw the two of them come out of the room, then looked down at his novel again.
He was reading a novel and, without looking up, joked, "I thought you guys wouldn't be willing to come out until it was time to eat."
"That's exactly what I was planning to do." Kōyū didn't hide anything; he originally intended to stay in the room with Ai until dinner before coming out.
"Never mind, I didn't ask." Conan was taken aback by Kouyu's blunt answer, and after saying that, he ignored Kouyu.
Seeing that he was looking down and continuing to read his novel, Guangyou didn't pay any attention. He turned around, greeted Xiao Ai, and then pulled her into the kitchen.
"Sister Xiaolan, do you need any help?"
...
By the time the group finished dinner, night had fallen over the entire city, and colorful neon lights gathered together to illuminate a small patch of the night sky.
After dinner, Kōyū and Ai wanted to help tidy up, but Rin refused, saying, "Ai finally came all this way, Kōyū, why aren't you with her? What's the point of tidying up?"
This is a reason that Guangyou really can't refute...
After leaving the kitchen, Kōyū washed some fruit and took Ai to the rooftop of the agency.
At this moment, Kōyū was lying on a folding chair, feeling the evening breeze on his cheeks, occasionally glancing at Ai sitting next to him.
Then eat some fruit.
This life... Guangyou can only describe it as blissful.
"Ai, aren't you going to lie down?" Kōyū put a grape in his mouth, looked at Ai sitting in the folding chair, and asked.
"I want to sit for a while," Ai said, shaking her head.
A gentle evening breeze blew by, and Ai's tea-colored hair swayed in the wind. She reached out and brushed the strands of hair that had fallen in front of her face.
Then, she hugged her knees, sat on the folding chair, glanced at the city's night view in the distance, and then turned to look at Guangyou.
"What's wrong?" Kōyū propped himself up on his elbows, picked up a grape, and gestured to Ai.
"Ai, want one?"
"Mmm." Ai leaned closer, put the grape in her mouth, and seeing that Kōyū hadn't looked away, she nodded and said.
"It's quite sweet."
"Not as sweet as your smile." Kōyū seemed to still be in a daze, and subconsciously said this after hearing Ai's words.
"Heh~" Ai couldn't help but chuckle softly.
"Like this." Seeing her smile, Guangyou smiled back.
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