Be a Sword Fairy in Conan World

“Chino is dead?”

In the Metropolitan Police Department, when Natsume Tsubasa was taking compensation, he casually inquired about Chino’s situation, but learned that the other party died at home.

“Well, but the case is not allowed to be detailed, please don’t continue to ask, sorry.” The police officer said.

Because the deaths of Chino’s father and son and the old housekeeper were too bizarre to avoid causing panic among the residents, the case has been permanently sealed, and the case has been banned from being reported to the outside world.

“Okay, thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”

……

Tsubasa Natsume and Mori Kogoro left the Metropolitan Police Department and returned to the car and drove towards Poirot Coffee Shop.

“Tsubasa, this case…”

“Well, it’s not that simple, but this kind of thing will give the police a headache, we should go back and prepare for dinner.”

Natsume Tsubasa is not prepared to be a detective, since Chino is dead, it has nothing to do with him, and he wants to intervene in everything, Kudo Shinichi is the best example.

Curiosity kills not only cats, but also people….

Back at Poirot Cafe, Mori Kogoro goes to return the car, and Natsume Tsubasa walks into the shop to start preparing dinner.

On the way back, he received a text message from Xiaolan, knowing that Concubine Yingli was not eating dinner here today, so the meal was temporarily canceled.

“System, can’t you post some daily tasks? For example, make a dinner and give me a pill or something? ”

Seeing that there was no reaction from the system, Natsume Tsubasa knew that his idea was out of play, although it was expected.

After the first few missions, Natsume Tsubasa understood that the tasks issued by the system were related to the situation he encountered.

For example, at the beginning of the binding system, the first task released is to live for a week, but it has not been completed so far.

After that, strong men came to the store to make trouble, the glass was smashed, and they encountered grudges… It was all some bad things, or it could be said that it was trouble, and the system released the task.

Today, to help Xiaolan Therapy win the championship, the system did not respond.

“Are these task triggers really just accidental? Or do I only post tasks when I’m in trouble? ”

When Tsubasa Natsume was busy in the kitchen, his head was not idle, thinking about things related to the system.

After all, other people’s systems can communicate with the owner, and he doesn’t even have a hint except for necessity, it feels like a semi-finished product.

After a while, as a gust of wind bells sounded, Natsume Tsubasa turned around and said, “I’m sorry, this store…”

Before he finished speaking, he saw Morilan and Suzuki Sonoko walk in, so he turned around and continued to cook dinner.

“Heehee~ I thought there was a guest coming, but it’s actually us~”

Suzuki Yuanzi smiled and walked to the counter with cheerful steps: “Tsubasa, I have a lot of things I want to say to you today, especially that super powerful light body exercise, can it really make people jump so far easily?” ”

“Well, but it’s almost never used in normal times, unless you jump off a building to play.” Tsubasa Natsume said half-jokingly.

“Tsubasa, you wouldn’t really skip it, would you?”

Both Maori Lan and Sonoko Suzuki were taken aback and jumped off the building… Play?

Hearing this, Natsume Tsubasa smiled helplessly: “I have nothing to do by jumping off the building, it’s just an analogy.” ”

The two women breathed a sigh of relief.

Suzuki Sonoko saw Mao Lilan enter the kitchen, and she quickly followed in, while continuing to ask: “Then is this light body exercise easy to learn?” ”

“Of course it’s not easy to learn.” Natsume Tsubasa, who learned directly, said without blushing and panting.

“Hmm…”

Suzuki Sonoko, who just wanted to learn, instantly retreated.

“Tsubasa, is there anything I can help with?”

Xiaolan walked to the sink, washed her hands, and scanned the kitchen.

“Then help me divide the cooked dishes, Uncle Maori should be back soon.”

“Good.”

“I’ll help too!”

After a while, Maori Kogoro returned from the car, walked into the coffee shop and said, “Tsubasa, is dinner ready?” ”

“It’s seven or eight minutes to stew, sit down and wait.”

Natsume Tsubasa turned the stove into a fire, and was just about to go to clean up the kitchen, but found that it had been sorted out by the two women…

“Stew~”

Maori Kogoro sat at the dining table and sighed helplessly.

But this does not mean that he does not like to eat stews, or that stews are not delicious, but that he eats them too many times.

For economic reasons, the dishes I usually eat the most are stews, pickles, tofu, fish… Because cheap tastes good.

At this time, Maori Kogoro suddenly thought of something: “Is there Mapo tofu?” ”

“If you want to eat, you can only wait for tomorrow, tonight is sweet and sour tenderloin, grunt, salt-grilled mackerel, cream stew, miso soup, originally I wanted to make a big meal, but now there are only four of us, I think these dishes should be enough for us to eat.”

Natsume Tsubasa didn’t want to cook too much leftover, these dishes were divided into four small portions and placed on their own trays, and the amount that each person received was actually not much, and girls with a relatively small amount of food could also eat it.

“Well, that’s enough.”

Hearing this, Maori Kogoro did not struggle with mapo tofu more, it was a big deal to order another one at noon tomorrow.