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

Walking on the campus of the familiar Ekoda High School, the sun is just right, and the boys and girls full of youthful atmosphere come and go with books or school bags.

In the past two days, I first participated in the mission of the organization and almost died. I stayed in Izu for another three days, and although I kept messing around, I didn't worry less.

Suddenly returning to a comfortable campus made him feel like a world away.

"What are you doing?" Kuroba Kuaidou came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Kuaidou?"

Otoi Hiroshi was stunned and turned his head.

Black Feather Kuaidou gently pushed him with his elbow: "This is not your style."

"Maybe I've been a lot lately and I'm a little tired." Otoi Hiroshi gently rubbed his eyebrows with his palm.

"Last time, thanks to your reminder, I temporarily replaced the lenses with thickened bulletproof glass, which almost scared me to death." Black Feather Kuaidou gritted his teeth and smiled.

Otoi Hiroshi suddenly remembered something and asked, "It's nothing, you went to Conan's kid's side."

"Well, I didn't expect the famous Kudo Shinichi to become like that, but I have already changed my face in his appearance and shown my face in front of Maori Lan, and it should not be exposed for a short time."

Otoi Hiroshi nodded: "Everyone has everyone's troubles. "

For now, his relationship with all parties is maintaining well, as for the conflict between the red side and the black side in the future, he has no ideas now, in short, gray plain mourning is his bottom line, who touches who dies."

He and Kuroba walked into the classroom together, because it was Monday, the morning was very lively, and everyone was chatting with each other about what they did on Saturday and Sunday, what interesting events happened, and whether they finished their homework.

Walked over to his seat, put down his bag, and took out the books he was going to use in the first session and placed them on the table.

Then boredly, he supported his arm and watched Koizumi Hongko stinky on the side.

When she arrives in the classroom, pulls out the make-up mirror and starts self-absorption, which is her daily obligatory.

"What's wrong, is it completely lost in my beauty?"

Noticing Otoihiro's gaze, Koizumi lowered the make-up mirror.

"No, just curious how you managed to be so narcissistic." Otoi Hiroshi waved his hand and directly denied it.

"That's because I'm the most beautiful woman in the world, Otoi-san, oh roar, roar~"

I don't know how to answer, and I went straight to sleep.

Lying on the table, feeling the sun, Koizumi Hongko's body has a faint fragrance, constantly dipping into the tip of his nose, making his sleep more fragrant!

"Otoi-san!"

Feeling Hongko's action, Otoi Hiroshi got up and was full of anger: "What are you doing?!" The

classroom was momentarily quiet, and Koizumi hugged her arm angrily, motioning for him to look at the podium.

I saw the new English teacher, holding the textbook in his hand, and his feet kept "banging".

It seems to be a little angry.

"Otoi-san, please read this sentence in English and translate it." She said with anger.

Otoi Hiroshi glanced at it, newcomer, not sensible.

Forgive her.

After all, the appearance is not bad.

Seeing Hiroshi Otoi standing up touching his slightly messy hair, the English teacher put down the textbook and hugged his arms to see him ugly.

“Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves。"

His voice is soft, like a babbling stream, and the standard American pronunciation perfectly shows the artistic conception contained in the poem.

"Let life be as beautiful as summer flowers, and death as beautiful as autumn leaves."

"From Article 82 of Tagore's Collection of Birds."

Otoihiro's body was full of confidence and a good-looking smile, and at the end of his reading, the classroom was silent, and it seemed that he was still recalling the sound just now.

Then, warm applause broke out, and the English teacher on the stage unconsciously applauded.

"Otoi-san, your English..." she asked curiously.

"I've been in Hawaii for a while before."

Otoi Hiroshi finished explaining and sat down.

"Very handsome, just now." Koizumi commented.

"It's not a well-known thing, let me say it."

After class, Kuroba Kuaidou came over: "Hiro, there is a ski lesson tomorrow, do you want to come to the competition!"

"Boring, I refuse." Otoi gave him a blank look.

"Hmph, it seems that you are afraid."

"It's that you are too weak, I am afraid that you will run to the toilet and cry secretly after you lose."

"How is it possible, since this is the case, then add some stakes, the winning party can ask the losing party to do something, and the losing party must agree unconditionally." Black Feather Fight conjures a spade ace in his hand.

"Oh, it seems that you are very confident, I accept the challenge."

Otoi Hiroshi took the card in his hand, shook it gently, and conjured a big king.

Koizumi Hongko looked at the two gracefully, thinking of tomorrow's ski lesson, and a smile quietly appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Black clouds gradually obscured the sky, and the silver moon disappeared. Thunder and lightning intermingle, and the whole world reveals a dangerous and eerie atmosphere.

"Hades Demon Dao, rule the Dark Kings, lend me power..." Koizumi Hongko raised her hands and chanted the incantation proudly.

As the spell was completed, an earth-shattering thunder sounded, and immediately after the magic vessel in front of Hongzi, two heart-shaped emblems emerged.

"Pair badges blessed with red magic, as long as both men and women stick to their bodies, they will fall in love and become married."

"Otoi Hiroshi, this time I swear to turn you into my prisoner."

"Oh roar

, roar, roar~" Koizumi Hongko looked at the badge in front of her, her burgundy eyes showing the firmness to control everything.

Remembering the tea-haired little girl she met in Tropical Paradise before, she couldn't get angry.

Not old, not small.

Her presence led to the collapse of that perfect date.

The look that little girl looked at Otoi Hiroshi was definitely not that normal look.

It's more like looking at a loved one....

Abominable, the more I think about it, the more angry I get.

Before she appeared, she and Hiroshi Otoi were happily enjoying the atmosphere called youth love.

Not to mention, on the Ferris wheel, Hiroshi Otoi still looks like that to himself....

Was he that domineering before?

It felt like his eyes had changed at that moment, like a lurking wolf who had taken off the coat called a sheep.

The picture in the memory gradually became clear, as if he was lying on the bed at this moment and was being held down by Hiroshi Otoi's hands, unable to move, he could only watch his face getting closer and closer...

The spells that had been remembered in my mind since childhood were also forgotten at this moment.

The pounding heart seemed to be about to pop out of the body.

Damn, why can't I lift a trace of strength in my body?

"You will always be my possession, always."

The powerful words of Hiroshi Otoi in the fantasy made it difficult for her to accept, but the warm breath slapping on her earlobes made her body softer and completely lost her control.

"No, you can only be my prisoner, how can I..." She blushed and tilted her head to the side.

No one replied, and there was no chance to make themselves Jedi fight back.

I could only close my eyes helplessly, like the medieval witch tied to a cross, waiting for the judgment of the Holy See.