I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

"In other words, this desk was used by someone not long ago, but just recently that person suddenly stopped coming to school due to some things, and this has been going on for at least half a month. Fortunately, this guy is in class The popularity is pretty good, so some people insist on helping with cleaning.”

"Yes, yes, there are always people helping to clean..."

Suzuki Sonoko paused deliberately when she said this, and glanced meaningfully at her best friend beside her.

Xiaolan blushed slightly and waved her hands quickly in a panic.

"Uh Sonoko, why are you looking at me like that? I haven't been helping that guy Shinichi clean his desk."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, if you hadn't dragged me to clean a certain great detective's house last weekend, I would have believed it~" Sonoko said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"that is……"

A certain unicorn JK is still trying to make excuses for himself, but Suzuki Sonoko has already seen through everything.

"Forget it, forget it, compared to this, Ran and Sera-san, are you free this weekend?"

"I don't have anything else to do." Xiaolan was as honest as ever.

"Where's Sera-san?"

"I should be free as well."

Sera Masumi said after thinking carefully.

"Wuhu, that would be great."

As if the plan had taken a crucial step, Suzuki Sonoko snapped her hands together.

"I saw a post two days ago saying that there are rumors of haunting in an art museum in Yoneka Town. It is said that a staff member saw a medieval armor that can move on its own while patrolling in the middle of the night. Let's go there together on the weekend. How is it~~~”

She even added a little vibrato at the end.

"Armor that moves on its own?!"

"What is that, Ghost Rider?"

As soon as the words fell, Xiaolan and Shiliang Zhenshun said in surprise.

"Well, that's just what the rumors say. If you are scared, you can bring someone with you. If Lan, just bring Xiao Guitou, Sera-san can also bring your brother."

"Bernie-chan..."

Sera Masaki opened her mouth slightly and was speechless for a moment.

What should I say? It can only be said that the sound of the abacus was so loud that she could hear it even in Abedo Hotel.

After thinking for a moment, the tiger-toothed girl smiled and gave a thumbs up.

"I know, I will ask him after I go back today."?

Chapter 18 The harmonious relationship between brother and sister

until dusk.

As the fiery red rays of the evening sun slanted into the room, the rich aroma of vegetables in the high-rise double suite of the Cupido Hotel wafted out from the kitchen.

Just like what was mentioned earlier, in order to allow young lovers to have a place to have an impromptu double row of their favorites while applauding for love, two lazy tables on the bed were also prepared in the single suite.

Also in order to take care of those residents who believe that "takeout is unhealthy" or have picky tastes who prefer to buy and cook their own food, the suites of the Cupido Hotel are also equipped with kitchens, ranging from gas stoves to pots and pans. A variety of kitchen appliances including egg beaters and barbecue grills are available to perfectly meet the dietary needs of all types of residents.

After going out all day to put up posters and almost getting warned by the community aunt Hedong Shiro several times, luckily, all dangers were saved. Sierra Bell, who did not forget to go to the convenience store to buy small umbrellas, was now waiting at the stove with her usual determined face. Next to him, he watched the girl with short light blond curly hair waving a spatula and busying in front of the gas stove, handing over a bottle of condiments or something from time to time.

"Give me the vinegar."

"Oh……"

"Give me the soy sauce."

"Oh……"

"Give me the sugar."

"Oh……"

"You took it wrong, this is salt."

"Ah, sorry, let's change it to another one, that would be this one..."

"You got it wrong, this is MSG."

"Okay then that's all."

Finally got it right this time.

In fact, all the seasonings are placed in the hanging cabinet in the upper right corner of the gas stove. If you are of normal adult height, you only need to stretch your hand slightly to get it.

However, after Akai Marie's figure shrunk, her height suddenly dropped by nearly [-] centimeters. Her originally tall and straight body with eight heads in perfect proportions now only has five heads. Not to mention getting the spices on the cabinet, she even has to put her feet on the ground when cooking. A bench can barely carry on normally.

As for why she has to cook instead of some well-equipped guy next to her, please refer to the conversation above.

If you really want a person who has to exhaust sugar, salt, and MSG to make it, then today’s dinner will probably have to be ordering takeout.

click.

Suddenly, the sound of a door opening from the outside entrance was mixed into the slightly noisy rumble of the range hood in the kitchen.

Akai Marie glanced sideways at Serabel, who immediately looked out from the kitchen with understanding.

This move was entirely out of the caution of the former espionage staff. After all, all hotel access control these days are electronic locks, and the corresponding room card is required to open the door.

But apart from residents, only hotel managers or cleaning staff have room cards.

Even the management staff's master key card can only be used in emergencies. As for the cleaning staff, it is basically impossible to say that there is a "no cleaning required" sign hanging outside the door of this double suite.

Then there is only one answer -

"Oh~ It smells so good. Mom, are you making something delicious?"

As the saying goes, the voice arrives before the person arrives. Before the shoes hit the floor at the entrance, the excited voice of a tiger-toothed girl came over.

Five seconds later, Sera Masumi, who had unloaded his burdens and threw his schoolbag casually on the sofa in the living room, slipped into the kitchen with a pair of slippers and stood between the two of them. He also squeezed to the stove and faced The ribs in the pot are still tumbling in the reddish-brown boiling soup, and you suck them in with your nose.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs?"

"Well, I thought I haven't done it for a long time, so I just want to do it now that I have some free time."

Akai Marie fiddled with the pot twice with a shovel.

"The other dishes are almost ready and the rice is ready. The only thing left is to collect the juice before eating. Go wash your hands first."

"I know~"

Sera Masumi responded, gracefully left the kitchen and went straight to the bathroom.

Although there is a faucet in the kitchen, it is common sense to wash your hands with hand sanitizer after coming back from outside.

So there were only two people left in the kitchen, which was not very spacious.

Akai Marie glanced sideways at the guy who was still standing silently. She slightly adjusted the angle of the spatula in her hand, lifted up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs that was almost cooked, and drained the soup against the edge of the wok. Arm flip.

There was a sound of metal scraping, and a piece of brown-red sweet and sour pork ribs suddenly flew up from the pot, heading straight for a determined face like a flying locust stone, and along the way it looked like the trail cloud left behind by a plane flying over. A long wisp of white mist rose in the air.

However, Serabel just moved her head slightly to avoid this unruly sneak attack, and at the same time, a flash of silver light fell from the cuff of her sleeve into her palm.

He hooked his wrist back slightly.

call out--!

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a silver flying knife with a very thin thread attached to its tail instantly stabbed the sweet and sour pork ribs that drew a perfect parabola in the air.

Then the young man picked it up with his index finger, and the flying knife in mid-air seemed to have gained life. The ribs picked up on the tip of the knife also returned along the same path and fell into his hand. The agility was comparable to the yo-yo in the hands of professional players.

Serabel held the handle of the knife and took a bite of the ribs, giving a pertinent comment.

"Hmm...it tastes really good, much better than the so-called Chinese restaurants in the UK."

"Go wash your hands!"

The blond girl rolled her eyes angrily and kicked the guy in the calf, sending him flying out of the kitchen, regardless of tarnishing her image.

Serabel went out with her knife stuck in her ribs. After a while, the sound of the two talking to each other floated far away from the direction of the bathroom.

"Wow, what good food are you eating, Berni-chan?"

"Pork ribs, Sister Mary made them. They are quite delicious. Do you want to try them?"

"Yes! Come on, let me take a bite...well, it's really good!"

Akai Marie, who was still in the kitchen: "..."

Not long after the food was served, the three of them sat down at the dining table.

"How does it feel on your first day of school in Japan? Are you still used to campus life?" Akai Marie was the first to be concerned about her daughter's situation at school.

She is not an incompetent mother, but she was always too busy working at MI6, so she had no choice but to let her daughter board in school and could only take her home on weekends.

Now that I have time, of course I have to make up for it.

"Isn't it okay?" Masumi Sera nodded her lips with her chopsticks and thought for a moment, "It feels pretty much the same as when I was in the UK, including the course schedule and so on. In terms of homework, apart from reading Japanese, I'm a little uncomfortable, but other things are fine. Everything is fine.”

"Yeah, that's good..." The old mother, who looked too young, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah, yes, by the way, I'm in the same class as Mori-san and Suzuki-san, and they asked me to go out this weekend!"

Sera Masumi turned to Sera Bell, who was silently cooking next to her, a little excitedly.

"Berni-chan, let's go too. There's an art museum over at Yoneka Town. It's said that there's even armor that moves on its own~~~"

She even brought in the vibrato of Miss Sonoko's original words, which was very authentic.

art gallery...

Serabel didn't want to go when she heard about this building type.

Although he was as elegant as an English gentleman when he was a native, and he wished he could transform into a stage performer on the spot and perform dance steps to piano music to sublimate killing into art, but in fact, Serabel himself did not have much artistic ability. It is better to go to a street bookstore and read comics for an afternoon.

What about the turtle qigong wave attacking the demon piercing light killing cannon, what about us being the same type of substitute, what about the seventh generation Hokage using his ancestral killing move, multiple shadow clones to bombard the fifth generation Miki Hokage, etc. These are still exciting.

As for going to an art museum to read a comprehensive collection of abstract art...it's not a good idea.

"Then go."

Akai Marie suddenly spoke and glanced at the two people at the table.

"Bell Zhenzhun, you two haven't gone out to play in a long time. It just so happens that we go to the art museum together this weekend."

"……walk slowly."?

Chapter 19 Sera’s legs

It should be said that old people are still hot. As Akai Mari said, directly encountering a case and then solving it is the fastest way to accumulate popularity, but the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, there is no way to encounter cases stably.

After all, although the crime rate in Japan has increased due to huge social pressure these days, it is not that high.

If it were true that you would encounter a murder every day just walking around, Japan's population would have plummeted long ago.

In short, in the following week, Serabel really encountered no more murders.

Then time rushed to the weekend.

It was 07:30 on Saturday morning, when Serabel was still lying on the bed enjoying a happy sleep, with a slight "beep" at the entrance of the room, the door was swiped open from the outside with an access card.

Then a strong and graceful figure rushed in with steps as dense as a drumbeat, went straight to the bedroom and jumped onto the bed like a flying squirrel.

That's a heavy pressure brought by a weight of nearly [-] kilograms. If a normal person were hit like this in their sleep, they would be frightened into cardiac arrest even if they were not injured.

Fortunately, Serabel had already taken precautions. Although he was only vaguely aware, he subconsciously adjusted to a defensive posture when he vaguely heard the sound of the door being unlocked.

Sure enough, the next second he was hugged hard across the quilt by a tiger-toothed girl who fell from the sky. The touch of his thighs with tight muscles due to his persistence in exercise could be clearly heard from both sides.

"Get up~ Berni-chan who doesn't get up at this hour is a lazy dog, a worm in society, Xiao Qin is a hedgehog cat..."

"I can understand the first one, but what's going on with the last one?"

Serabel opened her eyes with some difficulty, yawned and complained.

"And is this description just for me? Could it be that Sister Mary has already gotten up..."

"Mom, she's already up."

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