In the early morning, the sky was just getting bright.
Hui Yuan Ai woke up from her sleep, sat up suddenly, and covered her chest. She felt her heart pounding, as if it wanted to jump out.
Wiping the sweat from her forehead, she looked around blankly, then recalled what happened last night, and then immediately looked around her.
I saw my sister Akemi drowsily rubbing her sleepy eyes. She had obviously been awakened by her actions, "What's wrong, Shiho, are you awake so early?"
Haiyuan Ai breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped his face, and showed a relaxed expression, "It's nothing, I'm sorry to wake you up."
Xiao Mingmei was almost awake at this time. Looking at Haiyuan Ai's expression, she probably guessed something, so she smiled, pulled her back into the quilt, and hugged her tightly.
"It's not a dream, it's already safe, don't be afraid..."
"Um."
Haibara Ai is no longer like she used to be, always saying that everything is fine and there is nothing to worry about, and she is just quietly being held in her arms by her sister.
The two of them fell asleep again.
This time Haihara Ai slept much more soundly. When he woke up again, he was gently awakened by Suzuki Ayako.
"Two little lazy cats, breakfast is ready. Get up and eat soon."
Suzuki Ayako always has an incomprehensible enthusiasm for this kind of daily life at home. Whether she is doing housework or taking care of children, she always looks like she is enjoying it.
Probably it was through these things that she could clearly feel the value of her existence.
After Haibara Ai and Xiao Mingmei quickly washed up, they sat at the dining table. Gu Meimen Shizuo glanced at them and said:
"You just stay here this morning. I'll go to the Metropolitan Police Department to handle some work matters. I'll come back in the afternoon and take you to find Yanjie."
"I have to go to school today." Hui Yuan Ai said while holding the bowl.
"I have already asked for leave from our teacher Xiaolin, and Dr. Agasa has also informed me that you two can do whatever you want at home in the morning." Shizuo Komemon replied.
Suzuki Ayako brought him the hot milk and said with some worry: "Jing-kun, how about I take another day off today and stay with them."
"It's not necessary. They are no longer kindergarten children. They can even run from Osaka to Tokyo. There is nothing to worry about." Shizuo Komemon shook his head.
This scene was very much like the daily life of an ordinary family, with a slightly stern father and a always gentle mother, which made both Haihara Ai and Xiao Mingmei feel a little dazed.
"I've finished eating and I'm leaving now. There are a lot of things to do today."
Shizuo Komemon quickly finished his breakfast, put down his bowls and chopsticks, took the tissue handed over by Suzuki Ayako and wiped his mouth, then stood up and left.
"Don't forget to take your gifts, they are all left at the door." Suzuki Ayako warned.
"I got it." Shizuo Komemon walked to the door, then suddenly stopped and turned around, "Ayako, did you forget something?"
Suzuki Ayako tilted her head, suddenly understanding, and then she couldn't help laughing, she quickly walked over with small steps, hugged him and gave him a peck, completing the necessary ritual before going out.
"Be careful on the road and work hard today~"
…
When Shizuo Komemon arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department with a large bag and a small bag, he immediately attracted onlookers.
After all, there were too many, four large suitcases, which meant he could easily carry them to the office alone.
"Are you going to move? Why do you bring so many suitcases?" Seeing his appearance, Sato Miwako said amusedly.
"I don't want to bring so much, but Ayako insists on buying more, going out, and trying to bring a gift to every colleague."
Shizuo Komemon put the things down and then asked Takagi Wataru to open them together.
"You pick first, three pieces each, and the rest will be distributed to other people in the office."
"Eh? Is that possible? There are so many kinds, I don't even know which one to pick." Miwako Sato couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Frozen takoyaki...glico snacks...this...I remember this seems to be a 'too hard to walk' doll? And a big crab doll."
"Really or not, why are there even tin vases? It's really rich." Shiratori Rensaburo couldn't help but be surprised.
"Is there anything special about a tin vase?" Miwako Sato didn't know.
"It can extend the life of flowers. More than 80% of domestic tinware is produced in Osaka." Shiratori Rensaburo explained.
"Perhaps my mother will be interested in this thing." Miwako Sato obviously does not have such elegant hobbies as flower arrangement. She prefers singing karaoke, racing cars, and eating late-night snacks.
"What is this?" Takagi Wataru curiously pulled out some blue glass balls and looked at Shizuo Komemon in confusion.
Shizuo Komemon waved his hand, "Don't ask me, I'm just a bag carrier, and I didn't even pay attention to what Ayako bought."
It was Shiratori Rensaburo who knew about this thing, "This is a noble clothing decoration in ancient Mesopotamia, and it is more popular in Osaka."
"It's a shame you still know about this thing." Miwako Sato sighed, then reached out to a stored paper umbrella, opened it and took a look, it was very beautifully made.
It makes people subconsciously think of the image of a beauty in the rain holding an oil-paper umbrella.
"I didn't expect you to like this kind of thing." Shizuo Furumon said in surprise, "I thought you preferred takoyaki and those Osaka specialty snacks."
Miwako Sato rolled her eyes at him, "Is this the image I have in your eyes? I also like things that girls like."
"I can't help it. Among the three series, your appetite is second only to mine, and sometimes even exceeds mine. Do you think I can think otherwise?" Shizuo Komemon joked.
"Humph." Sato Miwako snorted dissatisfiedly, then hesitated and reached out to the tin vase, but someone had already taken it away first.
It's Shiratori Rensaburo. He wants to give it to Teacher Xiaolin. By the way, he can use it as an excuse to buy flowers and insert them inside to see the effect.
Seeing that Miwako Sato also wanted it, he said with some embarrassment: "Well, does Sato Criminal want to bring it to your mother? Otherwise, I'll give it to you."
Sato Miwako waved her hand. At this time, she felt that she was too angry and there was no need to take such a thing. "No, you can take it. I'm just curious."
"I think this suits you very well." Shizuo Komemon took out a slender wine flask from the suitcase, "Monkhouse sake, the shogun's favorite."
"..." Sato Miwako looked at him speechlessly, and grabbed it angrily, "I really thank you, why do you think I am suitable for this kind of thing?!"
"What do you think of Takagi Criminal?" Shizuo Komemon turned to ask Takagi Wataru.
Takagi Wataru's forehead was dripping with sweat, and he thought to himself, "Can you please stop asking me such a dilemma, it will cost me my life!"
"The Gumeimen Police Department thinks that Sato Criminal is more heroic, right? He has the demeanor of a general? So..."
