Famous Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

afternoon.

Five o'clock.

Shiraishi repairs the home.

He had been home for a long time, but there was no one at home.

Shimabukuro Junhui was helping out at the B-level character grill not far away, and Miyano Akemi was called over because he had nothing to do.

"Crack!"

A crisp voice sounded.

The door opens.

"I'm back!"

It's the soft voice of Miyano Akemi.

Shiraishi emerged from the kitchen and smiled at her: "Welcome home."

Miyano Akemi changed his shoes at the door and walked slowly to the door of the kitchen, curiously looking at everything inside, as well as the bottles and jars on the table.

"Shiraishi...sir...are these spices?"

"Of course, for making coffee."

"Oh, what's the point?"

Shiraishi glanced back at her, put the pot in his hand, came to these bottles and jars, and said with a smile, "Have you never made coffee?"

Miyano Akemi blushed and said weakly, "No..."

This sentence is so embarrassing.

After all, there are home economics classes in this country. As girls, they don't know how to cook, and they really won't be qualified wives in the future.

In fact, it's not that she doesn't understand, it's just that she doesn't know how to cook some troublesome things.

After all, I used to live in the Black Organization, and I was worried every day, so 460 didn't have time to cook that kind of cooking that took a long time.

Shiraishi smiled and said:

"Want to learn?"

"no problem?"

"Of course, what kind of coffee do you want to be?"

"Well...that's the kind...with a lot of spice."

"What about the material?"

"Uh...I like chicken."

"Chicken is good, then you can make any kind of coffee."

Shiraishi repaired the memory in his mind and told him that there are indeed many kinds of chicken coffee.

"Akemi, do you prefer the northern flavor, or the southern flavor?"

"North and South?"

Miyano Akemi's head was a little dizzy, and he didn't know what it meant.

Shiraishi explained with a smile:

The range is also quite wide, as long as the material is suitable, it can be done.

"A refreshing soup coffee, or a coffee with a more mellow taste."

"The kind that is both refreshing and rich in flavor."

"You..." Shiraishi shook his head, took a bottle from a pile of bottles, opened it, and handed it over: "You smell it."

Miyano Akemi sniffed lightly: "Cumin...it smells like coffee."

"Doesn't it feel like your brain just opened up? Relaxed! It's a basic cao spice, and in medieval Europe, cumin was a symbol of chastity. It was also put in the pocket at wedding ceremonies. customs."

"It feels a little romantic..."

Miyano Akemi immediately imagined that kind of picture, it is really beautiful and beautiful, and it is really romantic.

Shiraishi closed the bottle and asked again:

"By the way, are you afraid of spicy food?"

"It's okay, I can eat spicy food."

"Then... add spiciness with gram masala!"

After Shiraishi finished speaking, he picked up a bottle again, opened it and handed it over.

Miyano Akemi smelled again, his eyes lit up:

"It's sweet."

"It's sweet, but it's strong. And it's a bit like vanilla, but more tangy

"Oh……"

"You can smell the rest yourself, I'm going to prepare the materials."

o These spices, all have unique personalities. "

Saying that, he went inside again and started to prepare the materials that Kaoh needed.

Miyano Akemi looked at the pile of spices in front of him, and felt that his knowledge had increased again, and he also decided that Shiraishi was repaired very well, really like a super chef.

Sudden……

She saw it, and the basin that Shiraishi repaired at first walked over.

"this is……"

As she said that, she lowered her head and smelled it, and this time she suffered a disaster.

"Cough...cough...oh...vomit..."

"I'm going! Terrible!"

Shiraishi (badj) was startled, and rushed over to support her, when she saw the snot and tears on Miyano Akemi's beautiful face at this time, it flowed unconsciously.

He didn't dare to delay, hurriedly helped her into the bathroom and wiped her face with a damp towel.

For a while...

After cleaning her face, Shiraishi breathed a sigh of relief and asked:

"Can you see it?"

"Yes, you can see."

Miyano Akemi looked at the handsome worried face in front of him, his cheeks flushed, and his hands were uneasy, not knowing where to put them.

Shiraishi looked at her blushing and didn't care, he still wiped her face for her, and then couldn't help laughing again:

"It's all about makeup."

"what.."

Hearing this, Miyano Akemi screamed, covered his face with both hands, came to the faucet, and kept washing his face.

Her idea is very simple, since the makeup has been spent, it is better to wash it all off.

"Ha ha……"

Shiraishi smiled and shook his head, looking at this beautiful woman with a funny look.

for a long time•…

After washing his face, Miyano Akemi said with some lingering fears:

"What was that just now?"

"Bell Pepper."

"what?!"

"Anyway, you'll be fine. You see, it's already so serious just getting around."

"Uh... so scary..."

Miyano Akemi touched her face and eyes. Just getting close was already so scary. If it got in her eyes, she didn't know what would happen. Just thinking about it made her body feel cold. It was so scary.

"Let's go, I'll teach you how to make coffee, so you don't have to mess around again." Shiraishi took her hand and walked out of the bathroom.

Miyano Akemi's face turned red again, and his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up, and he led him to the kitchen.

Release her.

Shiraishi found an apron and tied it to her personally. The distance between the two sides was extraordinarily close, and their attitude seemed to be very ambiguous.

Miyano Akemi felt a pair of hands behind the apron tying the rope, and his shy head bowed, and his head began to think wildly in an instant.

She thinks Shiraishi is also pretty good. She saved herself first, and then took in her sister, and she is very good-looking and has a good temper.

Judging from Satou Miwako and Shimabukuro Junhui, she is a man who will love women. She suddenly felt that it would be good to be a lover to such a man, it would not affect their affairs, and she could also rely on herself.

But soon, she put aside her wild thoughts, and her face turned even redder.