Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

　　 1.55pm—

　　 After a morning restorative sleep, Xinfan's brain is still a little swollen. For this he had to buy a cup of coffee filled with instant taste and sit in the lobby of the hotel and wait.

　　 are all beautifully dressed young men and women going in and out, Xin Fan drinking coffee while playing the role of spectators.

　　 Suddenly, a straw hat fell on the table in front of Xinfan.

　　 Look up along the straw hat—

　　Shimabukuro-kunhui showed him a bright smile: "I'm not late, am I?"

　　 "What are you?" Xinfan asked strangely.

　　 Island Bag Junhui is wearing a tender pink short dress, her wrists and collarbone are decorated with beautiful shell accessories, and the broken hair on her forehead is pinned behind her ear with a pink purple flower. The whole person appears bright and sunny.

　　 "A vacation has to look like a vacation." Shimabukuro looked up and down Nobuhira, and asked finickily, "Why are you still the clothes at night? It looks like an office worker in Tokyo's subway."

　　 Shinshige smiled and said, "Because I didn't come to Mermaid Island for a holiday in the first place. But you are beautiful today."

　　 "Thank you." Shimabukuro took out a tourist map of Mermaid Island from the bright-colored woven bag. "In addition to the annual dugong festival, Mermaid Island is more famous for its seaside and food.

　　 "This afternoon we can go to the beach to sit and sunbathe. There is also a Mermaid Island Museum not far from the beach, where you can see the development history of the island. Then..."

　　 Shimabukuro-kunhui paused suddenly, her expression hesitant, as if she hadn't made a decision yet.

　　 Upon seeing this, Xinfan's eyebrows wore a little doubt: "Is there any problem?"

"..." Shimabukuro sighed helplessly, "It's nothing. Bars and restaurants on the beach will be open in the evening. I can take you to taste the seafood on Mermaid Island. But you are a cooking restaurant, and the taste should be Very picky, right?"

　　 Xinfan shook his head slightly: "No matter how complicated and cumbersome processing is, there is no way to match the taste of fresh ingredients."

　　 Originally Shimabukuro didn't trust the man's words much, she only agreed to his request because she appreciated the other's ideas.

　　 But now, Junhui Shimabuku is a little confused. Because Watanabe Hisashi seems to really understand cooking.

　　 Maybe he didn't deceive her at all.

　　 Thinking like this, Shimabukuro Junhui suddenly felt a touch of guilt and self-blame.

　　 People are always like this. When they deceive a person who is full of lies, they will not have any psychological burden, but when people find that they have hurt a person who trusts them deeply, they will feel guilty sincerely.

　　With this guilty filter, Watanabe is unprepared in the eyes of Shimabukuro.

　　...

　　 It is summer, and the blazing sun shrouds like an open umbrella on Mermaid Island, burning every inch of the land here.

　　 Shinshige was wearing long-sleeved trousers and standing under the palm trees on the coast, unwilling to expose his skin to the sun.

　　 "What the **** did you come to the beach for?" Shimabukuro stood beside him with his arms folded, and said helplessly, "Don't you step on the sea and blow the sea breeze?"

　　 Xinfan enjoys the rare and precious shade in the hot air, and he leaned comfortably next to the palm tree: "The sea breeze can also be blown here."

　　 "Your hometown must be near the sea, right? Otherwise, you won't have such a lack of interest in the sea."

　　 "That..." You guessed wrong.

　　 Xin became busy, and did not truthfully say the voice in his heart: "Yes, I grew up by the sea since I was a child, and I am used to seeing the sea, beaches, seagulls, and coconut trees."

　　The hometown of Kyofushiki is in Nagano Prefecture, which is one of the eight inland prefectures in Japan, surrounded by mountains and dotted with lakes. Even if there is no coast, the scenery of Nagano Prefecture is unique.

　　 And Nobuhiro Asano’s hometown is Tokyo, which is one of the most important cities in Japan since the Tokugawa shogunate. Tokyo is adjacent to Tokyo Bay and even has the only DisneySea in the world.

　　 Shimabukuro-kunhui raised his head and looked at Shinhan, without speaking.

　　 Even though the person's expression is still normal, even with a little relaxed and comfortable, his voice seems to be coming from a far away place. She subconsciously felt that it would be better not to speak at this time.

　　 "Right! Miss Yurina look here!"

"so cute!"

　　 There was a sudden commotion on the beach.

　　 See the sound of the letter—I saw a lot of men carrying cameras around the rock near the sea not far away, and in their center, there was a woman in a swimsuit sitting on the rock doing various movements.

　　Shimabukuro-kunhui smiled clearly, "Occasionally, there are photographers who come to Mermaid Island to collect the scenery, and sometimes there are even newcomers taking wedding photos here."

　　 A touch of fluorescent green fell into Xinfan's eyes.

　　 "Really?" Shinhan said enthusiastically, "Then let's check it out."

　　 "Huh?" Shimabukuro-kun Hui was stunned, but the person next to her had already walked towards the beach.

　　? ? ?

　　 So is the beauty of the beach really inferior to that of a beautiful girl?

　　 By the time they approached, the onlookers had already made the place a congestion. Because the beauty on the reef is so beautiful, and her dress is also very unique.

　　 "Awesome, I didn't expect to see such a scene on Mermaid Island."

　　 "As expected of Mermaid Island!"

　　 "Can I take a photo with Miss Mermaid?"

　　 approached Shimabukuro Junhui to see the model's dress and her face: "!!!"

　　 That model is the Epcot who occupied Xinfan's room last night. She wears a mermaid tail as she said to attract the attention of tourists on the beach.

　　 Xinfan doesn't know how useful this is for the collection of intelligence, but he is sure that Epcot is on fire, at least on Mermaid Island.

　　 Epcot noticed the combination of Mescal and Shimabukuro in the crowd. This woman who was suspicious and vigilant by the target seemed unwilling. She showed a wild and charming smile at Shimabukuro.

　　Shimabukuro-kunhui's face suddenly changed, and she grabbed Nobuhan's arm and started to leave.

　　 Xinfan pretentiously asked, "What's the matter? Do you know that lady?"

　　 "I don't know." Shimabukuro Junhui denied, "I just can't understand their behavior of consuming mermaid legends."

　　Shimabukuro's excuses were so high-sounding that Shinhan could not question it.

　　 If he hadn't caught the whole process yesterday, I am afraid that a Shimabukuro Junhui would really be angry for maintaining the image of Mermaid Island created by his family.

　　 "Since you are not interested in the beach, why don't you go to the museum?" Shimabukuro suggested.

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