Conan: I really just want to fall in love with Haibara Ai

Even in summer, the evening breeze is always cold.

Otoi Hiroshi stood downstairs, looking out at the lit room, the crisp evening breeze ruffling the broken hair on his forehead.

He took out his phone and glanced at the time, and the gray light reflected on his face.

"It's 11 p.m." He muttered.

However, this feeling of having someone waiting at home is really good.

Open the door, and a pair of small canvas shoes are neatly placed in the entrance.

"I'm back." He said.

"Welcome back, how could it be so late?"

Haihara walked out wearing a white nightdress and rubbing his eyes, and he was holding a book in his other hand.

It seemed that she was a little tired, and she didn't even notice the straps on her shoulders slipping down, and the slender snow-white shoulders, delicate and small collarbones, and the flat chest that loomed under the fabric were all in view of Hiroshi Otoi.

Otoi Hiroshi changed his shoes, hung up his coat, and took her in his arms. The light fell on her white and snowy face, and after a few seconds of staring, Otoi Hiroshi gently scratched her nose: "Sorry, there are a few things to deal with."

Haibara arched his nose lightly, smelling a faint fishy smell.

It's the smell of blood.

But she didn't say anything, but stretched out a hand to touch the side of Otoihiro's face and said, "I made the meal, but it's a little cold, and I need to warm it up." "

Well, you go to sleep first, I'll come after eating and taking a shower." Otoi lowered his head and tapped his lips on her smooth forehead.

"Oh." Haibara's body moved slightly, and then his head rested on Otoihiro's shoulder, his left ear listening to his heartbeat.

"Today's little mourning is also very cute." Otoi chuckled.

She meant to carry her in herself.

It seemed that he was tired, and in the distance from the living room to the room, Haihara had closed his eyes, his small hand gently clutching Otoihiro's collar, and his breathing was even and steady.

Otoi tried to keep her movements as gentle as possible and carefully placed her on the bed.

Her calves curled up unconsciously, and the whole person shrunk into a ball, like a curved shrimp.

This is actually a very insecure sleeping position.

A flash of unbearability flashed in Otoihiro's eyes, and it seemed that it was time to confess to her.

Maybe confession won't necessarily end well, but at least, it won't keep her in the dark.

After all, she has always been a very smart girl, even if she doesn't say anything, she must have guessed something.

"Would you be willing to accept me like this?" Otoi muttered softly.

After he left the room, the corners of Haibara's tender and cute lips unconsciously evoked a crescent-like shallow arc.

......

Hiroshi Otoi has never been so sleepy.

When he woke up by the morning light, he felt confused in his head.

He twisted his somewhat stiff neck twice, and the pressure coming from his chest made him frown slightly.

Warm, soft, even through a layer of fabric, you can clearly feel its initial fullness and smoothness.

"Young Master..." Eiffel's numbing moan suddenly sounded in his ears.

Otoi Hiroshi was suddenly shocked, and finally tomorrow there was something on his face.

"Eiffel." Otoi Hiroshi stretched out his hands and wanted to get out of her embrace.

"Ah~" Eiffel's body trembled violently, and he hugged Otoi Hiroshi tighter.

The milky sweet fragrance suddenly entered his nose, and the soft and greasy touch was like a luxurious soft pillow burying his cheeks deeply.

This sudden heavy hammer smashed by Hiroshi Otoi and was a little confused.

Some fainting.

He subconsciously pinched two handfuls, soft Q bomb, reminding him of the freshly baked big white steamed buns.

"Young Master, please don't do this." Eiffel bit her lower lip and said in as calm a voice as possible.

"Oh." After Otoi Hiroshi finished speaking, he couldn't help but squeeze two more.

"Uh-huh." With a gasp, Eiffel's hand exerted strength again.

Otoi Hiroshi buried deeper.

"Ai, Eiffel," Otoi Hiroshi patted her arm, "I can't breathe anymore..."

Eiffel suddenly let go of his arm and took two steps back, his two small hands hooked together, his legs and knees together and constantly rubbed, "Young Master, yes, I'm sorry." "

Huh-huh..." Otoi gasped deeply in relief.

"Eiffel, down, don't do this next time, I, I'm a little faint." Otoi Hiroshi said intermittently.

"Halo, faint what?" Eiffel asked.

"Eh!" Otoi Hiroshi suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, "No, nothing. "

Damn, I can be regarded as a veteran of a hundred battles, and I actually planted it on a young girl in her teens.

"Young Master." At this time, the old butler came over.

"You go down first." He casually glanced at Eiffel, who still had some blush on his cheeks.

"Yes."

After the old housekeeper saw Eiffel leave, he sighed softly and sat down next to Otoi Hiroshi.

Otoi Hiroshi moved slightly to the side.

He still has more respect for the old butler, and since the crossing, he has taken a lot of care of himself.

"Young Master Otoi, I think I can also tell you about Madame." The old butler squinted and raised his head, enjoying the wisps of temperature of the sun shining on his face.

"Mother, what kind of person is she?" Hiroshi Otoi asked.

"When my lord's career was just beginning, I followed him. It was at that time that the wife, who was already a famous biologist, put down her body and married the master.

"She was so beautiful back then, and she exuded a moving light all the time..." "

They were so affectionate."

"Later, as the master's business became better and better, the relationship between the two became more and more flat, the master has been busy with business matters, and the lady also locked herself in the laboratory without leaving home."

Otoi Hiroshi listened slowly, and quickly urged: "What later?" Where did the mother go later? "

Later... After giving birth to the young master, Madame said that a friend who was also a famous scientist at the time invited her to participate in research on a certain drug, and then heard that there was a fire in their laboratory..."

"Because of this incident, the old man was silent for a long time and did not marry again. Our old guys knew that he couldn't let go of Madame in his heart, and he felt guilty about snubbing her because of business, so he stopped taking the initiative to mention Madame.

"After that, regarding Madame, it became an unspeakable taboo in the Otoi family."

"So, I hope you can understand sir."

After that, he stood up and prepared to leave.

"Oh, mother, what's her name?"

The old butler turned his back to him, and the sun swept through the river of time, leaving the color of the years on his hair.

"Miki, Miki Otoi."

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