MTL - The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash-Chapter 154

Hakone, the holy place of famous hot springs.

It was the first time in my memory that I soaked in a hot spring. Mr. A pulled his suitcase and took a taxi from the airport to the hot spring hotel. Amuro would arrive later, so they didn't act together.

The task is to kill the target, yes, but you have to find a suitable reason, the more like an accident, the better, at least not to be caught by the gentleman when he finds out.

Otherwise, Gin will be able to knock on their door the next day with Berlay Towers - in Rum's opinion.

But in fact, one of the two of them can be controlled by the Boss at any time, and the other does not know when to become a double-faced person. They are all two or five boys.

Coincidentally, Mao Lilan won the five-person travel coupon for the hot spring with amazing luck. The Maoli family of three, plus Conan, was only four people.

So Toru Amuro was invited as expected, and the hotel happened to be the one the target would go to.

As the departure approaches, Fei Yingli suddenly takes over an important case. So the five people lost one person, but Amuro Toru did not return the room that had been booked.

The identity of Fujita Yangxi has been revealed again, and after so many years, it has actually been a little untenable for investigation.

But no one should do it on purpose. And this identity will be used this time at most.

Overall, it seems that my brother, who is a disciple, took his younger brother during the university vacation to take the teacher's travel coupon to go to the hot spring together, which is very reasonable...reasonable ghost.

Conan was taken aback by the bright smiles that greeted them in the hotel lobby.

He waved to the boy on the phone number with the blurred figure in his memory: "Brother Tou is here."

"Long time no see, Miss Xiaolan, this little boy is Conan-kun, he is indeed a lovely child." The black-haired boy finally looked at Mouri Kogoro, showing an excited look, "You are the sleeping boy of the famous detective. Goro, I've read your deeds, it's really amazing, I didn't expect Brother Tou to be a famous detective, and when he told me about it, I was super shocked!"

Mouri Kogoro rubbed the back of his head and laughed loudly: "Well, it turns out that you are my fan, yes, very insightful!"

"Ah, long time no see, Fujita... Jun..." Mao Lilan looked at the other party's appearance and silently swallowed the word "older brother".

To be honest, she was a little surprised in addition to the surprise, she thought that the person who Toru Amuro was talking about was An Yankui.

The room is a standard Japanese room, with white tatami mats on the floor, a dark brown wooden square table on one side, a whole set of tea sets on it, and even a plate of fruit, which is quite spacious.

A-jun let go of the suitcase, and immediately spread it out on the tatami, squinting his eyes contentedly, Amuro shook the quilt and ruthlessly pushed him down, "Go and change first."

He rolled on the floor, the yukata that Amuro threw just over his head, he pulled open the fabric to regain his light, and looked at the blond young man who was sorting things through his messy hair: "We are so leisurely Isn't it bad? There should be someone from Rum here, right?"

In order to ensure that the target would never leave alive, Rum would send someone to prepare for the back-end. As a result, seeing that they were on a leisurely vacation and their relationship was extremely harmonious, wouldn't it be revealed in an instant.

"The more the sword is drawn, the more suspicious it is."

If you really want to meet and fight, it is even more strange that the hostility is too obvious.

Although Bourbon has a higher status than Montes, the latter's composition is more complicated and it is not easy to do it. No matter what the two think in their hearts, they still have to pretend after meeting. Whoever gets anxious first will lose. So not only can't **** for tat, but the closer the better.

When he wanted to understand this, Mr. A was relieved. He got up from the floor and did not change into a bathrobe. Instead, he opened the shoji door and took a look. The hot spring surrounded by stones was curled with white mist, and a few green pine and green bamboos were planted around it. , Opposite is rockery landscaping, the environment is quite elegant.

At first sight, I was terribly moved.

He decided to try it out before dinner.

For the first time in various senses, Mr. A walked around the hot spring pool wearing a yukata.

Amuro was about to go into the water, but he was a little dazed by his unexpected actions. Mr. A was embarrassed to say that he was a little excited, and solemnly gave him an OK gesture: "There is no problem around."

Toru Amuro: "Okay."

He soaked his body in the pool, put his arms back on the stones on the side, and looked up at Mr. A on the shore, who was still standing there staring at him in a daze, he said, "Are you still afraid of water?"

Mr. A returned to his senses, and the puppy shook his head like water, "I've never been afraid of water, I just don't like it very much."

After he finished denying, his eyes couldn't help but fall on Anshitou and looked away, then lowered his head, eyes, nose, nose and heart, and went into the water from the opposite side of Anshitou.

This is not a good choice, the face-to-face position forced him to see Amuro Toru in his eyes, and the fog between the two was hazy. Not only did it not play the role of concealment, but it was even more reverie.

It had just entered the water, and the color on his face seemed to have been soaked for a long time. But Amuro Toru behaved normally, A-Jun couldn't help but looked down and made a comparison in his heart.

The upper limit of his body is there, and even if he works hard to exercise his muscles, it is still a thin layer... There is really no ability to make people blush.

He felt a blow to his self-esteem as a man.

Ashamed, he sank his body into the water, the water level spread below his nose, and Mr. A felt a little comfortable.

So he held his breath and sank again, until it was above his head, and the hot water wrapped his body.

As comfortable as returning to his mother's belly, he spit out a bubble, opened his eyes and saw the distorted scene above through the water. Under such a filter, even Amuro's handsome face would change. Gotta be funny.

He then looked in the direction of Amuro Toru.

wow...

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Jun A burst out of the water and covered his mouth while coughing violently. With his other hand upright, he turned his palm towards An Shitou, indicating that he was fine: "I just choked accidentally, cough, it's okay."

Toru Amuro, who wanted to come over to check the situation, stopped halfway, and was silent for a while: "You have a nosebleed."

Mr. A: …

He was stunned, looking down at the palm of his hand stiffly.

The black-haired boy turned into anger and preempted it, looking at the opposite side with condemning eyes: "How can you wear nothing?"

"Normally you don't wear them." Amuro Tou paused for a while and couldn't hold back, "Pfft, sorry, haha...Nothing else, I just think you are cute."

Mr. A climbed up from the hot spring silently, the yukata he was wearing dripped wetly, he wiped the underside of his nose viciously, and Toru Amuro asked him, "Aren't you going to soak?"

Mr. A said in a vicious voice: "I'm not in the mood!"

Amuro Toru laughed loudly behind him.

A-Jun was holding on to the yukata that was soaking wetly attached to his body, feeling a little aggrieved while angry.

What, who doesn't have two arms and two legs, what's so exciting, nosebleeds are just because of getting angry.

Amuro Toru also came out of the hot spring soon, put on a yukata and brought a hairdryer to help him dry his hair. Mr. A refused to please anyone who came to him, but he was unmoved.

The handsome young man with half-wet blond hair knew that he was wrong, and quietly served him in the back. Lord A was sitting cross-legged originally. But the feeling of being too magnanimous made him silently bend his legs side by side.

"Go to the hot springs at night, I will be alone." He rested his chin on his knees, and his head moved as he spoke, "I also want to drink sake while soaking in the hot springs."

Toru Amuro said, "If you drink alcohol, you will get dizzy and dangerous. Do you want to switch to juice?"

"Then I want iced blueberry juice."

"There are only two options for room temperature and heat."

He was wicked and timid: "This is also not possible, that is not possible, are you an old mother?"

Amuro said with a good temper: "You can think so."

Mr. A: …

not interesting…

After his hair was dry, he changed into a new yukata and lay on the tatami to doubt life. Amuro's proposal to take the mountain train was also rejected by him.

"Are you angry?" Amuro looked at the black-haired boy huddled on the side of the tatami with a playful look. The similarity is as high as 80%.

I don't know if Feng Jian can control those two, Xiaokui and Haro are already habitual offenders of stealing food... The thinking went wrong for a second, and he was quickly pulled back by him.

Mr. A replied in a muffled voice, "No."

"I can't see it at all." Toru Amuro also went to the tatami, and put his hand next to A-Jun. The shadow cast by the overhead light on him just shrouded the part above the boy's shoulders. He bent his arms and leaned over. Leaning in front of Jun A, "How about I apologize to you, eh? Can you forgive me?"

A Jun ducked back, shrank his neck, and whispered, "It has nothing to do with you, I'm angry with myself."

It is entirely because he is not strong-willed and cannot resist the temptation, so he is reflecting on himself.

Amuro Toru shortened the distance a little, A-Jun shrank back again, and the other party continued to move forward until he could not retreat, a light, soft touch came from his lips, and then it hurt a little, yes Amuro was biting his lip with his teeth.

A Jun was shocked and subconsciously wanted to ask him what was going on, but the moment he opened his mouth, the other party seized the opportunity and entered. So the syllables that didn't have time to come out were blocked in the throat, and they could only make a mumble sound.

In the end, he was kissed so hard that he couldn't breathe, his eyes were covered with water, and Amuro let go of him, helped him wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth that he couldn't swallow, and asked with a smile, "Are you still angry?"

Mr. A was silent for a while, then suddenly rolled to the side, escaped from under Anshitou, and reached the other side of the tatami. He lifted a corner of the quilt with lightning speed, then rolled back and wrapped himself in the quilt. live.

A dull voice came out from inside: "Of course, it's even more angry!"

Can you fight a little bit! How could it be repaired, doesn't this make him very passive?

Amuro looked at his bulging bag and tilted his head, his drooping eyes extremely innocent.

"Don't put your head in the quilt, you will be out of breath."

Mr. A moved in the quilt cocoon, "Got it, Mom!"

"I said yes, you really call it that." Amuro dug him out of the quilt like peeling corn, dumbfounded, "Be obedient, don't bore yourself."

I didn't even catch my breath just now.