"It looks like I'm not prepared in vain."

"You came to the Metropolitan Police Department just to give it to me?"

"Of course not, sending flowers is only secondary, the main purpose is to take you on a date, and I have suffered a lot for this." Mentioning his crumpled blazer, Katsumi Uehara, who opened the car door, was inevitably angry when he mentioned the shameless group of colleagues.

If it weren't for that group of people who caused him to delay for so long, where would he have wasted so long.

"Then again, why would they do it to you?"

Miwako Sato, who was full of joy with roses in her hand, also bent down into the car, and the moment she closed the door after sitting in the passenger seat, her tone was curious: "I think the Twilight Police Department seems to be very angry, and this time it seems to be a multi-department alliance, have you offended people from other departments?" ”

The Metropolitan Police Department is very large and has many departments, so many times some internal conflicts are resolved within their respective departments. She couldn't figure out what Katsumi Uehara had done, so that the people in those departments could abandon their previous suspicions and rush to the top.

"They are jealous of me, jealous of me for holding a beautiful woman."

The man who started the car snorted and chirped, and there was a villain's ambition between his eyebrows: "To be honest, I understand." After all, there are not many men like me in this world now.

"Promotions and salary increases do not fall, and the beauty is optimistic about the boss in pregnancy, and she is a real winner in life.

"You must know that I am only 25 years old this year, and in the eyes of that group of people, I am a peer or a junior, but now I am living a more comfortable life than theirs."

"yes, then I'll just think it's true."

Miwako Sato, who was looking down at the flowers, was in a good mood, but she didn't dwell too much on this flawed excuse. The index finger of his right hand gently poked into the petals of one rose after another, gently shook his legs, and the pleasant little song hummed from his throat from time to time, and he could hear the original Katsumi's sideways.

"What do you see? Is there anything strange on my face? ”

"Yes."

"What?"

"If you kiss me, I'll tell you."

"Today is the second day of our relationship, and you want to kiss, so what do you want to do tomorrow on the third day?" Miwako Sato, who turned her head, raised her eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Correct, I didn't say kissing."

Katsumi Uehara, who was turning the steering wheel with one hand, pointed to the edge of the window with one hand, raised his eyes and glanced in the rearview mirror outside the window, and took the lead in inserting the accelerator: "This kiss can be a courtesy kiss, such as a cheek or something." Of course, if you want to kiss other places, I have no objection. ”

"Then forget it, I'm afraid you won't be able to help it then, and I don't really want to see you go to prison."

"Shouldn't it be you who can't help it? It's rare to see a man like me who exudes a different kind of charm from top to bottom, and you have to take advantage of it. ”

"You know what?"

Miwako Sato, who smiled toothlessly, sat sideways, pressed her right shoulder against the back of the seat, and teased with her head resting on her headrest: "Your narcissism is really serious sometimes, so serious that I even have the illusion that you might have hysteria." ”

The bangs on the forehead naturally drooped a few strands of hair due to the effect of friction, and the moment they spread out added a bit of charm to Miwako's heroic eyebrows.

In this lazy gesture, this unspeakable charm expands a little out of thin air.

"You are still the first person to say this, and sure enough, you have a pair of eyes that are good at finding advantages, otherwise you wouldn't have taken a fancy to me." The index fingers of both hands tapped the leather wrapped around the steering wheel, and Katsumi Uehara's words of admiration made Miwako Sato laugh even more.

She didn't know why she wanted to laugh, she didn't know when she started laughing so low, and she didn't know why she was so excited from the moment she received the roses.

Katsumi Uehara, who was driving at the moment, was facing her sideways, and the already angular side face was clearly imprinted in her eyes, her heart, and her mind under the sunlight.

When I used to watch movies and television dramas, Miwako Sato always felt that those men and women who fell in love always liked to do some unnutritious things and say some unnutritious things.

can talk from a pebble on the road to the past and then imagine the future, and the character thinking suddenly regresses by more than ten or twenty years, which is so naïve that it is terrifying.

She felt unreasonable.

But now, she thinks it makes sense.

Because love is indeed so unreasonable.

"Is that a plus?"

"Isn't that a plus?"

The warm sun mottled through the car window and fell on the men and women who were babbling one after another, blending with each other-

Until the vehicle stops at the door of a sushi restaurant.

"The parking space isn't here, Keji."

"Police office."

After getting out of the car, Katsumi Uehara, who opened the collar of his suit and shook it, showed half of his police ID card, and the helpless Miwako Sato reluctantly closed the car door: "Yumi will have your driver's license revoked sooner or later." ”

"With you, what am I afraid of?"

"I'm not going to cheat for you."

"Wait and see, don't talk so deadly."

Katsumi Uehara, who opened the curtain, didn't have time to call the waiter, and his eyes were attracted by the "family of three" sitting on the left side of the door-

Maori Kogoro, Maori Lan, and Edogawa Conan with the words "preoccupied" written all over his face. The schoolboy had noticeably heavy bags under his eyes, apparently due to lack of sleep.

"Officer Uehara? Officer Sato? ”

Mao Lilan, who saw these two people here, was obviously surprised, but he still waved his hand at the two politely and said hello.

"Maori detectives? Xiaolan? Miwako Sato, who saw an acquaintance, was also a little surprised.

Conan, who heard the movement, suddenly raised his head, and at a glance he was in line with Katsumi Uehara - if it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would have to talk to this master who can make trouble.

The matter with the Akemi Miyano sisters caused him to lose sleep last night, and he didn't sleep all night worried about the doctor.

"You guys, ...... this?" Mao Lilan, who was as careful as a hair, was keenly aware of the difference between Katsumi Uehara and Miwako Sato, and his eyes suddenly burst into gossip, and his gaze continued to fluctuate back and forth between the two.

"Introduction, my girlfriend."

"As you can see, we're together."

Immediately after Katsumi Uehara's introduction, Miwako Sato's voice also sounded almost synchronously. is a fancy age yearning for love, Mao Lilan suddenly became excited.

“……”

This guy really chased Officer Sato? Isn't the rhetoric on the phone perfunctory to me?

Conan, who was holding a ball of sushi in his hand, had his eyes clouded, and scratched the back of his head in confusion with the other: How did he do it?

At the moment when he saw the tacit understanding between the two, Mori Kogoro, who put down his beer glass after saying hello, suddenly sobered up a lot and sent his blessings.

Although his marriage is a mess, at least he understands the indescribable feeling of falling in love at the beginning.

"Hello sir, this is the luxury sushi platter you ordered."

"Thank you."

Just as the two had finished exchanging pleasantries, a very stinging French accent immediately caught Katsumi Uehara's attention - a slender foreigner and his companion were sitting not far away eating sushi, and that plausible familiar face made Katsumi Uehara's expression unusually dull.

"What's wrong? Do you know that foreigner? ”

After discovering the abnormality of her boyfriend's state for the first time, Miwako Sato suddenly glanced at the target with the gaze of a policeman, and said strangely after finding nothing wrong.

"Ah, my idol."

——？！

It was the first time that Miwako Sato, who heard that her boyfriend actually had an idol, her eyes suddenly widened, and she set her eyes on the foreign middle-aged man in disbelief.

The temperament is a plus, but it looks like a university professor, and he is not an idol star at all.

Arsène Wenger, the manager of J-League team Nagoya Whales, is Frenchman. He came to Japan from France last year and is known for his beautiful style of play. ”

Conan, who was on the side, recognized it with just a glance, lowered his head slightly, pushed down his glasses, and told the origin of the foreigner.

"Huh? Conan, how do you know so clearly? Maolilan was puzzled.

——？！

Worst!

"Ah, that's because Shinichi brother told me about him, this foreigner led Nagoya Whales to win the Japanese Emperor's Cup just after he came to coach the team, and he beat the team that Shinichi brother supported.

"That's why I remembered, haha, hahaha......"

Conan, who directly moved out of the omnipotent excuse after the excitement, raised his head and showed a cute big smile, scratching the back of his head with one hand and smiling awkwardly.

"So, the head coach of this football team is your idol?"

"Ah, sort of, there are a lot of famous football coaches, but Arsène Wenger is my favourite one and I really like his beautiful football philosophy."

Miwako Sato nodded knowingly.

Combined with Katsumi Uehara's past experience, she came back to her senses this time, and immediately wrote down the appearance and name of the middle-aged Frenchman.

She had already thought about what her first birthday gift would be for Katsumi Uehara on his birthday in the future.

Put a small bowl~

(End of chapter)