Conan: Top succubus, crazy CP

"Sister, why don't we eat first? He doesn't know how long it will take!"

Bright lights sprinkled in the spacious living room. Xiao Ai supported her head with one hand, lying on the dining table, with her short legs swinging in the air bored.

The fair little face was slightly puffed up because of boredom, and the pair of bright big eyes showed a bit of helplessness, as well as a little greed that could not be concealed.

While mumbling, she tentatively reached out her little hand, picked up the chopsticks, and picked up the dinner on the table.

Just as the chopsticks were about to touch the food, a pair of chopsticks quickly came from the opposite side.

"Ai, no! You have to wait until Master Hanyu comes before you can eat!"

Mingmei's voice was gentle and firm, and she gently stopped Ai's chopsticks.

"Tsk! If you don't want to eat, then don't eat!" Xiao Ai pouted in dissatisfaction, like an angry little fox, and put down her chopsticks in a huff, "Maybe they are having so much fun now that they forgot to have dinner."

She knew very well what Hanyu Kusunoki might be doing at the moment.

As the first user of the toy, she has a deep understanding of this toy and knows how fun it is.

With someone's evil nature, he will definitely not stop until he has had enough fun.

"That won't work either. A family should eat together. How can we eat alone?"

Mingmei straightened her back and spoke confidently, as if she really thought so.

Xiao Ai couldn't help but roll her eyes and complain in her heart.

"Wala, my sister doesn't love me anymore!"

This is not the sister she is familiar with, she wants to change her.

Xiao Ai jumped down from the chair angrily and walked towards the kitchen without looking back, muttering, "I'll go feed Bobo, okay?"

She walked into the kitchen, skillfully took out a small bowl and filled it with some spiritual rice.

Even the white pigeon that came to the house for the first time got some food.

The main reason is that there is no ordinary rice at home now, and all the rice we eat every day has been replaced with spiritual rice.

After all, it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

Once you get used to the delicious taste of spiritual rice and the special nourishment it brings, ordinary rice will no longer catch your eye.

Not long after, when Ai finished feeding Bobo and returned to the restaurant, Hanyu Kusunoki just happened to walk up from the basement.

"I'm back." Hanyu Kusunoki strode towards the dining table.

"You talk like you just came back." Xiao Ai couldn't help but mutter.

"Don't be disrespectful." Mingmei tapped her little head gently, smiled gently at Hanyu Nan, then stood up and walked to the kitchen, "I'll go serve the dishes."

Dinner had been prepared a long time ago, but Hanyu Kusunoki had not come up yet. In order to prevent some of the hot dishes from getting cold and losing their flavor, they were all placed in the warming oven to keep them warm.

"What is this?" Xiao Ai noticed the ink bottle in Hanyu Nan's hand. The small ink bottle reflected a mysterious light under the light. "You made a new prop?"

"Yeah." Hanyu Kusunoki sat down next to Ai and handed her the ink bottle.

"What does it do?" Ai took the ink bottle in her hand and turned it over and over to examine it carefully, her delicate face full of curiosity. "It can't just change the color, right?"

Through the transparent bottle, she could clearly see the ink inside constantly changing color.

"Of course it's more than that," Hanyu Kusunoki explained, "Its function is simple, but also not simple."

For a civilization, the most terrifying thing is that its history cannot be passed down over the long course of time.

Just like those ancient civilizations that were once glorious, in the torrent of time, they are like bright meteors. After shining briefly, they are gradually buried by wind and sand and forgotten by people.

All traces of their former existence, those splendid culture, great inventions, and unique customs have disappeared with the passage of time, as if they had never existed.

Time is like a ruthless eraser, slowly and bit by bit erasing everything without leaving any trace.

"Ink that never fades..."

After listening to the introduction, Xiao Ai nodded silently. She could understand this feeling.

The accumulation and inheritance of history are the cornerstones of human civilization. Without them, mankind will lose past wisdom and experience and will find it difficult to make progress.

"However, words alone are not enough. The carrier is also important. We need something that will not be damaged for writing."

As she spoke, Xiao Ai frowned and began to think deeply.

Hanyu Nan looked at Ai who was lost in thought and laughed out loud with some amusement.

After all, he is a scientist and he thinks more than ordinary people.

He was just saying it casually. After all, for them who were immortal in a sense, the ink that never faded was more suitable as a toy.

Moreover, if we really talk about carriers, in the world of Detective Conan, what carrier could be better than the human body?

"Eat first. You can't run away." Hanyu Kusunoki picked up the chopsticks and gently poked Ai's cheek. "Think about it slowly after dinner."

Xiao Ai, who was thinking, was suddenly interrupted. She subconsciously bit the chopsticks beside her mouth and looked at Hanyu Kusunoki.

As if she thought of something, her eyes rolled.

Hanyu Nan immediately saw through her thoughts and warned, "Don't think of hitting on me." He pulled out the chopsticks forcefully, "Be careful or I'll draw a big cat on your face first."

He has the authority to fade the ink at any time, so it would be easy for him to play a trick on Ai.

Having her plan discovered, Ai could only snort helplessly, put the ink bottle aside, and wait obediently for dinner.

……

Tonight's dinner is simple yet sophisticated.

A dish of bright red sweet and sour spare ribs, plus a dish of fresh and tender steamed fish, the fish is also garnished with shredded green onions and red peppers.

In addition, there are two stir-fried seasonal vegetables to relieve greasiness.

"It smells so good. Mingmei's cooking skills have improved recently."

Hanyu Kusunoki looked at the dinner on the table, sniffed his nose, and praised sincerely.

"It's all thanks to Master Hanyu's teaching." The little maid smiled embarrassedly, then served a large bowl of steaming corn and pork ribs soup and placed it in front of him.

If you don't drink soup after eating, it's like not eating.

"That's because you've studied hard!" Hanyu Kusunoki picked up the soup bowl, blew away the hot steam gently, and took a small sip.

As soon as the soup took a sip, the rich flavor spread in his mouth. The sweetness of the corn, the mellowness of the pork ribs and various seasonings were perfectly blended. The perfect heat allowed the flavor of each ingredient to be fully released and harmoniously intertwined.

He couldn't help but sigh, "Mingmei, you are ready to start your career."

Because of his eating habits, Xiaolan and Mingmei have now learned how to cook Chinese food from him.

There's nothing he can do, he really isn't used to Japanese food.

It's okay to eat it occasionally, but eating it all the time is really unbearable.

Xiao Ai, who had been eating quietly beside them, agreed.

She picked up a piece of sweet and sour spareribs, put it in her mouth and chewed it carefully. The sweet and sour taste instantly bloomed on her taste buds, and her eyes narrowed in satisfaction.

Mingmei supported her chin and watched her sister and Hanyu Kusunoki eating happily, with a happy smile on her face.

"very nice!"

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