Detective Conan's Cafe Owner

Chapter 203 Wishes
Silent night.

Outside, it was still raining.

The window was opened, and the wind blew in some icy rainwater, which floated onto Qingming's face and body; sprinkled on the window sill and the floor.

Shimokasaho Nami watched this scene.

for a long time.

As if he just realized it, he walked over to the table, put the tray away, went to find a dry towel, and walked behind Qingming.

"Owner."

She handed the towel to Qingming.

In my heart, I was still thinking about closing the window after Qingming took the towel.

But Qingming didn't take the towel.

He just asked.

"Hey, Hoonami."

"Hi!"

"Do you feel free?"

"……what?"

"Do you think I'm free?"

"?"

Nami Shimokasaho was puzzled.

She doesn't understand.

I don't know why Qingming suddenly asked such a question. Could it be that Qingming was stimulated by something that she couldn't see?
Or because of other reasons?
I don't understand.

Qingming is always so confusing.

"You can do whatever you want... You, and everyone else, probably think so."

Qingming continued talking.

As soon as the words fell, he shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"It sounds good, but it's a pity that such a thing can never be done. Humans are just a kind of strange creature that puts shackles on itself, and will never have true freedom."

"..."

Shimokasaho Nami did not speak.

She was just listening.

If there is no way to become a bosom friend, then becoming a qualified listener is also a good thing.

Although I don't understand.

Looking at Qingming standing by the window, the rain blown in by the wind wets his clothes and his face is also covered with water stains.

"Owner……"

She spoke again.

After hesitating for a moment, he walked over, closed the window, stood in front of Qingming, and helped him wipe off the water stains on his face and hair with a dry towel.

She seemed a little distressed.

With his hands behind his back, Qingming looked at Nami Shimokasaho who frowned slightly but was helping him wipe off the rain.

A smile appeared on his face.

A real smile, which made his expression look soft.

"Honami, what a nice girl."

"?"

Shimokasaho Nami tilted her head slightly, her face full of doubts.

Tonight's Qingming is so strange.

Such an abnormal thing made her a little worried.

"Owner……"

"I'm fine, don't worry, maybe it's something... Occasionally, my brain is wired wrongly and short-circuited, so I want to think wildly."

Qingming shook her head.

As a human being, it is normal to experience occasional inexplicable depression and occasional inexplicable elation.

That said, it seems to be very free.

free.

The pursuit of many people.

Who once said: Life is precious, but love is more expensive; if it is for freedom, both can be thrown away.

But is it really free to abandon life, love and so on?

What is freedom?

I don't understand.

Qingming didn't want to think about this kind of thing, because it was meaningless.

But still can't help but think.

Human beings are sometimes strange creatures that can't even control themselves.

"Honami, do you have any wishes?"

"?"

"Just say what you have, and I will help you realize your wish."

Qingming said so.

This is not talking big. Generally speaking, he can help many people realize many wishes. The question is whether he wants to do it or not.

It is said that if you are poor, you will be good for yourself, and if you are rich, you will benefit the world.

But Qingming didn't have the idea of ​​helping the world at all, he just lived his own little life all the time, didn't get involved in almost anything, just ordinary daily life.

Unfortunately, nothing lasts forever in this world.

The life of Qingming is not static. Occasionally, there will always be some things that pop up, which makes him bother.

"desire?"

Nami Shimokasaho was thinking.

Stop wiping Qingming's face and hair, hold a towel, and look at Qingming.

for a long time.

Another smile appeared.

"I don't have any wishes. If I really want to say it, at this moment, my wish is: I hope that the master can get rid of his troubles as soon as possible and live happily as before."

"Happy? Was I happy before?"

"Is the previous owner unhappy?"

"..."

Qingming failed to give an answer to such a question.

Happy?
Still not happy?
He didn't even know this, but Nami Shimokasaho seemed to think he was happy.

That might be really fun.

"Maybe."

Qingming laughed again.

Raising his hand, he stroked Nami Kasho's head and tousled the short hair.

"It would be great if I could be as simple as you. Unfortunately, I will never be able to change back to my innocent appearance."

"Owner……"

"Okay, it's getting late, you should go back to rest too, and Minaho, you have to get up early tomorrow."

"I'm."

It seems that there is still something to say.

But seeing Qingming's unwillingness to say more, he finally didn't say anything, responded, packed up and left.

Qingming was left alone in the room.

After Kasaho Nami left, she stood blankly for a while, then opened the window and looked at the outside world.

It's raining. It's still falling.

This rain can wash away the dust on the streets, buildings, and leaves of plants and trees, and the whole city may become much cleaner.

It's a pity that the real filth cannot be washed away by a single rain.

……

morning.

The rain still didn't stop, it just became a lot smaller.

it mizzles.

It's a bit cold, making people reluctant to leave the warm bed, but hardworking people still get up early.

Like twin sisters.

They are so early every day, after washing and making some preparations, they go to wait for Qingming who wakes up, and do their maid work dutifully.

Although work is no longer what a maid needs to do.

Sis also got up early.

But no matter how early she got up, she always seemed to be one step slower than the twin maids. Every time she just came out of the room, she could see the twin maids walking towards the Qingming room.

Curse perhaps?
Qian has considered this issue more than once, and even suspected that Qingming did it on purpose. After all, only Qingming can do such an incredible thing.

But there is no evidence.

And it's pointless to be entangled in this kind of thing, so I finally put this kind of thought behind me.

Since the arrival of the twin maids, her sense of presence in Qingming has dropped a lot. What made her worry about gains and losses at one time, was deleted and revised by Qingming, and it became a lot better.

Not to mention that.

Leaving his room, he went directly to the door of Hui Yuanai's room, and knocked on the door.

"Alas, are you awake?"

she shouted.

Now, I have gradually liked to call my younger sister "Ai" instead of the previous "Shiho".

Some things have to get used to.

for a long time.

The door of the room opened, and Hui Yuanai appeared in front of her.

"Good morning...huh? What's the matter with you? Are you sick?"

Just when I was about to say hello, I found that Hui Yuan Ai's expression seemed not right, so I couldn't help feeling a little worried.

He raised his hand and stroked her forehead.

Hui Yuanai pushed her hand aside and shook her head.

"It's nothing, I just didn't sleep well."

"Really?"

"Well, really."

Hui Yuanai nodded with certainty.

Sometimes, even if it's not true, it has to be true.

Actually, it is true.

(End of this chapter)