Chapter 427 This kid always says it's once a year
Berry nodded somewhat stiffly.
There's no point in refusing anyway, and there's no harm in agreeing.
The fact that someone can read your mind is a bit scary.
After a brief examination, she concluded that the butterfly number nine must have implanted a tiny chip into her brain, which was why she could be 'mind-read'.
However, the initiative in 'mind reading' lies in the hands of this little madwoman, Bertrand, and she doesn't know if the other party might suddenly want to know what she's thinking...
Berry drank her wine with a blank expression, but her mind was actually racing with a jumble of thoughts.
"Everyone promised to go play with Koya, so Koto-chan will agree too, right~"
Bertrand blinked, then wrapped his arm around Gin's neck, as if to say, "I won't let go until you agree."
A cross appeared on Gin's forehead, and he instinctively reached into his coat pocket for his gun, but the thought that the person who was brazenly assaulting him was Bertrand was enough to suppress his murderous intent.
"Aren't they enough?" Gin frowned, emanating a chill as if the room had an air conditioner on.
"No, Qin-chan definitely has to go with Xiao Ye~" Bertrand tightened his grip on his neck and rubbed his head against him playfully.
Seeing that Gin remained silent, Bertrand turned to look at Boss's monitor, opened his mouth, and said, "Old—"
Seeing this, Gin raised his hand and flicked his forehead, his displeasure clearly showing. "I understand."
"Yay!" Bertrand cheered happily, jumped off the sofa, put on his shoes in a second, and pulled Gin up. "Now let's go see what the yukatas are like!"
"Okay, okay." Vermouth smiled charmingly and stood up in agreement.
"Come on, Gin, you can disguise yourselves and no one will recognize you!" Bertrand easily pulled Gin up.
"Although I have plenty of time to play with Xiaoye, the summer festival only comes once a year!"
Bertrand is perfectly justified.
Gin's lips twitched involuntarily.
That kid always says it's once a year.
A group of men in black strolling down the street certainly attracted attention.
But Gin and the others didn't care at all, and didn't even think it was anything to care about.
"Which yukata shop should we go to, sweetheart?"
Wearing sunglasses, Vermouth tossed her hair and glanced at the shops on the street.
"Just pick one anywhere?" Bertrand, holding Gin's hand, tilted his head back and pondered for a moment before casually pointing to a shop not far ahead. "How about that one?"
"Let's go take a look first~ I'm determined to pick out the perfect yukata for my little sweetheart!" Vermouth clapped her hands, unusually happy and expectant.
As soon as they entered the store, Vermouth's smile froze for a moment, but quickly returned.
Damn it, what are her precious godson and Angel doing here?!
Conan, who happened to be drawn back by the sound, suddenly narrowed his eyes and became alert, his mind racing with all sorts of thoughts.
Could it be that Behefinger was being controlled and revealed that he is Shinichi Kudo?!
His expression, which didn't resemble that of a child, was very eye-catching.
Qianzhu sighed silently and reached out to pat his shoulder.
"Eh? Ran-neechan!" The innocent boy looked at Ran Mouri with surprise and delight as she held up a yukata and gestured to Sonoko Suzuki.
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