Detective Conan's Cafe Owner

Chapter 201

The rain keeps falling.

The temperature has become lower.

Even in the coffee shop, it feels a little cold.

The young girl drank warm coffee and held the cup in both hands, as if it would make her feel warmer.

Qingming felt that she was a bit strange.

It's just specific, and I can't say it, so there is no entanglement at all.

"What to say..."

He wants to say something.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he picked up the coffee again, and after taking a sip, he put down the cup and continued talking.

"Friends, maybe they refer to people who can share weal and woe."

He thought so.

Or in other words, he can only think so, because he really doesn't know much about the existence of friends, and he didn't have many friends before.

Before crossing, it was a house with only netizens.

After time travelling, he was basically an otaku, but when he came to Nihong, he had a friend like Xiaolan.

But strictly speaking, it doesn't seem like a friend anymore.

All in all, because I don't understand, the definition of "friend" is not very clear, and naturally I can't say why.

Even if he is a Taoist priest, has super powers, can read fortunes and so on.

But it is not omnipotent or omniscient.

"Together in trouble..."

The young girl frowned slightly, as if she didn't quite understand.

Qingming picked up the cup and took another sip.

The eyes kept falling on the young girl's face, trying to see something from the change in her expression.

But only in vain.

Put down the glass and speak again.

"Speaking of which, what's your name? Can you tell me?"

"name?"

The young girl looked at Qingming.

After thinking about it, he nodded.

"My name is Tiantang Qinghua."

It's just a name, it's not a secret that can't be told to others, so she didn't hide it.

"Heavenly Sunny...Heavenly..."

Hearing this name, Qingming felt thoughtful.

"Nice name."

He boasted so much.

The fingers of the right hand were moving on the table, trying to calculate something.

Tiantangqinghua didn't know this.

She did see the movements of Qingming's hands, but she didn't pay attention to them, and she didn't know that Qingming knew the ability to read fortunes.

Moreover, when those "masters" look at fortune-telling, they don't want Qingming to be like this.

Not to mention that.

Neither of them spoke, and the coffee shop fell into silence again.

after awhile.

Qingming seemed to sigh, and stopped the movements of his hands.

didn't say anything.

Turn your head and look outside.

Picking up the cup again, he sipped the coffee in the cup carefully, his eyes were calm and deep, as if he was thinking about something.

The quiet time passed slowly.

The rain showed no signs of stopping. Instead, it was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind was blowing. Even with an umbrella, it was not easy to walk outside in this state.

Tiantang Qinghua frowned.

Qingming can stay here overnight, but she can't, so she wants to leave.

Just this situation...

"I want to go home?"

Qingming, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked.

She looked at Qingming.

He hesitated, but nodded.

Qingming stopped talking.

Just checked the time, then stood up, walked over to the counter, and made a call from the landline.

After saying a few words, he put down the microphone.

Walked into the kitchen again, came out again with two cups of coffee and some cakes and biscuits, walked over here and sat down.

"I'll have someone send you off."

Say so.

Put the coffee in front of her, and put the cake and biscuits away.

On the face, with a smile.

"Before then, have another cup of coffee with me."

"..."

Tiantang Qinghua looked at Qingming with some doubts.

But after thinking about it, he nodded.

"Thank you."

"No need to say thanks."

Qingming shook her head.

Pick up a small biscuit and throw it into your mouth.

While chewing, he looked at Tiantian Qinghua.

After swallowing, he asked again.

"So, the kind of question you asked just now is about your friends. Do you have any troubles?"

What is a friend...

This kind of question, to be honest, makes people very difficult to answer.

In the final analysis, this is a highly subjective issue. Everyone has their own criteria for choosing friends, but generally speaking, they may all be similar.

Tiantang Qinghua was silent for a while.

Shaking his head with a wry smile.

"It's nothing, maybe I just feel a little tired, or maybe... just suddenly want to ask, you can ask anyone, so please don't mind."

"Is that so..."

Qingming nodded.

It's just that he doesn't believe that it's just casual talk.

But Tiantang Qinghua didn't want to talk about it, and he didn't bother to continue asking, anyway, it had nothing to do with him, it was just a coincidence.

So, fell into silence again.

After drinking another cup of coffee, a car stopped in front of the coffee shop.

It's from the manor.

Shimokasaho Nami was driving, and Shimokasaho Naho also came along, running from the side of the road holding an umbrella.

Push open the door and walk into the store.

"Owner."

Shimokasaho Naho was the only one who came in, and Shimokasaho Nami was still in the car.

"Help me send this lady back to where she lives."

"Yes!"

Shimokasami Naho responded, expressing her understanding.

Tiantang Qinghua stood up.

He took his bag and unzipped it, perhaps wanting to check out.

But Qingming waved his hand.

"let's go."

"This...thank you."

In the end, he thanked her and left with Shimokasa Mi Naho.

Got into the car in the rain.

The car started and quickly disappeared down the street.

Qingming was still sitting there.

"friend……"

Talking and thinking.

After a long time, he curled his lips again, stood up and stretched.

"It's all right!"

Move your body.

After that, he sat down at the counter, picked up the ancient books, and continued to read and study.

Outside, it was raining heavily.

So, what a nice day.

Although only relative to Qingming.

……

midnight.

After the twin maids sent Tiantang Qinghua back, they went to the coffee shop to take Qingming back to the manor.

Qingming let them go.

After coming back, I went directly to the bathroom to take a bath.

Then he walked to the second floor in his pajamas, stood at the stairs and thought for a while, then walked directly to the door of Hui Yuanai's room.

Push open the door and go in.

Hui Yuanai was already lying on the bed, falling asleep.

But Qingming doesn't care.

He climbed onto the bed and got into the quilt, directly pulled the little girl onto his body, hugged her, maybe used her as a pillow.

The movement was a bit big, and it also woke Hui Yuan Ai up.

There was no light on in the room.

He couldn't see clearly, but he felt someone hugging him, which made Hui Yuan Ai startled.

"Who?"

called.

The drowsiness was also frightened away, and the melon seeds in my head quickly woke up.

Think carefully.

Frowning again.

"Qing... Oni sauce?"

"Ah."

Qingming responded.

Hearing this, Hui Yuanai let out a sigh of relief.

But after thinking about it, I realized that now is not the time to rest assured, but the time to be more prepared.

This guy Qingming can do anything.

Now in the middle of the night breaking into a girl's boudoir, who knows what he wants to do.

Well, ghosts don't know.

God knows.

"What do you want to do again?"

Huiyuan Ai wanted to leave Qingming's embrace, but it was in vain.

In the end, I can only give up.

When encountering an existence like Qingming, even if she wanted to resist, there was nothing she could do.

What a pity.

"Hey."

Qingming didn't seem to plan to do anything.

Because the hands holding her this time were more disciplined and did not touch her body.

On the mouth, it is asking.

"Do you have friends?"

"?"

(End of this chapter)