Chapter 223

In the afternoon, Miyano Akemi brought Haibara Ai to the cemetery.

"Sister, why did you build a cemetery for yourself?" Haibara Ai was quite puzzled.

"It's a disguise, it has to look somewhat convincing."

Miyano Akemi said, "Although the master is very powerful and doesn't fear the Black Organization, we can't always cause trouble for the master."

Not long after, Miyano Akemi and the little girl Ai walked to the vicinity of Akemi's grave and saw from afar a bouquet of slightly withered flowers and a canned coffee can placed on the stone platform in front of the tombstone.

Seeing these things, Akemi paused for a moment.

The little girl Ai also curled her lip, her expression not looking very good.

"That guy must have been here, that hateful FBI agent."

The little girl Ai clearly didn't have a good impression of Akai Akai Shuichi.

Akemi suddenly smiled.

"Shiho, those things have nothing to do with me anymore. Lord Akaso saved me, and now I am no longer the original Miyano Akemi."

"Ever since I followed Lord Akaso, I have felt that life has color. I have escaped the organization's control and have also seen hope and a future."

"I only want to follow Lord Akaso wholeheartedly now and serve him well."

"Lord Akaso is more important to me than life itself!"

"Uh~" The little girl Ai was caught off guard, ate a mouthful of dog food, and then her sister-complex soul exploded, jealousy arose, and she asked gloomily, "He is more important than your life, then what about me?"

"Huh?" Akemi smiled slightly, "Shiho, you and the master are both very important to me, but you are different; you can't compare like that!"

Akemi said, reaching out to pick up the coffee can on the stone platform, and said with some disgust: "Is this treating my grave like a trash can? I'm going to throw away the can and will be right back!"

As she spoke, Akemi walked toward a nearby trash can.

Loli-Ai watched Akemi's retreating back, the corners of her mouth curling into a smile.

Then, her gaze fell upon the tombstone in front of Akemi, and she began to gently sweep.

Her sister was much happier now than she had been back in the Organization.

Meanwhile, Akemi reached the nearby trash can and tossed the empty can inside, as if discarding everything from her past.

Hearing the "clatter," a sweet smile appeared on her face.

This kind of life—it was truly wonderful!

"Ran, why didn't you tell me you had a cold?"

In Ran's room, Akaso Kaze sat at the head of the bed and touched her forehead.

"How do you feel now? Are you any better?"

Ran nodded gently. "Much better, the fever has already broken."

She looked at Akaso Kaze curiously. "How did you get in, Akaso-san? I didn't hear Father's voice."

Akaso Kaze smiled slightly. "Detective Mouri must still be at the agency on the second floor; I snuck up here on my own."

"Ah, then, doesn't that mean..."

Mouri Ran's small face flushed slightly.

"That's right, Conan went to school too, so it's just the two of us on the third floor now."

Akaso Kaze's mouth curled up as he leaned in and whispered, "Even if you make some noise, no one will find out."

They were no longer just new friends; they had already crossed two boundaries.

When the two were alone, Akaso Kaze often couldn't help but tease her.

Mouri Ran's body was very sensitive; a slight touch or caress would make her unable to stop herself from making sounds.

Several times, they had to stop halfway because she was afraid someone would hear.

Hearing Akaso Kaze say this, Mouri Ran's face turned bright red in an instant.

She nervously pulled the quilt up to cover half of her small head, leaving only her large, watery eyes exposed.

"A-Akaso-san, don't be like that~"

Akaso Kaze had only been teasing her, but he hadn't expected her to make such a cute expression.

Her eyes, still a bit hazy from just recovering from her illness, looked incredibly charming.

Akaso Kaze couldn't help but feel his heart stir.

He took off his coat, tossed it aside, then pulled back the quilt and lay down beside Mouri Ran.

"Y-you, what are you doing..."

Mouri Ran's voice trembled slightly, though deep down, she felt a sense of anticipation.

"Guess what I'm going to do?"

Akaso Kaze slowly moved toward Mouri Ran.

Every time he moved an inch, Mouri Ran would scoot back, until she was soon pressed against the wall.

"The wall is cold. Come here. I won't do anything too excessive; at most, I'll just... hold you."

As he spoke, Akaso Kaze pulled Mouri Ran over and gathered her into his arms.

Mouri Ran was a bit nervous, though thankfully she was wearing pajamas.

To her surprise, after waiting for a long while, Akaso Kaze didn't move; he simply held her like that.

Mouri Ran lifted her head to peek at him in surprise, and their eyes met.

Akaso Kaze's eyes were filled with tenderness as he kissed Mouri Ran.

"You just recovered from your illness and your body is still weak. How could I possibly bully you at a time like this?"

Mouri Ran felt a wave of warmth in her heart and silently reached out her small hand, wrapping it around Akaso Kaze's waist to hold him.

"Actually, I'm okay, it's just that my body has no strength."

"Your body has no strength?" Akaso Kaze thought for a moment. "How about I give you a massage?"

"A massage?" Mouri Ran lifted her small head curiously. "Akaso-san knows how to give massages?"

Akaso Kaze smiled.

I am an omnipotent mage, what skill don't I have?

Akaso Kaze took Mouri Ran's soft, fair hand and began to gently knead her wrist and forearm.

Although Akaso Kaze had never given anyone a massage before, he possessed predictive magic.

He predicted where Mao Mao Li Lan would find it most comfortable.

He predicted what amount of pressure would be most comfortable.

He predicted which magic would be most appropriate to use.

He predicted what temperature on his hands would be most appropriate.

Then, he took turns using the Hand of Flame and the Water Mist Technique.

It even came with the effect of moxibustion.

Very quickly, Mao Mao Li Lan began to hum in comfort.

After both arms were massaged, Mao Mao Li Lan's face was flushed.

She looked at Akaso Kaze with her hazy, large eyes.

"Akaso-san, I, I still want..."

Her delicate voice, carrying ambiguous words, almost caused Akaso Kaze to lose his composure.

"Come, turn over, lie down."

Akaso Kaze commanded domineeringly.

Mao Mao Li Lan obediently lay down face-first.

Akaso Kaze lifted the quilt and sat on her legs.

Mao Mao Li Lan's little bottom immediately tensed up.

Akaso Kaze's lips curled slightly as he first placed his hands on her fair neck.

His large hands gently pressed on her neck and shoulders.

The perfect temperature and comfortable kneading made Mao Mao Li Lan relax quickly.

Feeling the softness of the girl's body, Akaso Kaze smiled slightly.

He leaned down and whispered into her ear, "I'm going to massage your back now."

"Mm~"

Mao Mao Li Lan's voice was low and soft, carrying a strange allure.

Akaso Kaze slowly placed his hands on her back.

"Aka, Akaso-san..."

Mao Mao Li Lan's body tensed up again.

"Relax, relax, this is a massage; it doesn't work well through clothes."

Akaso Kaze's large hands slowly pressed along Mao Mao Li Lan's back.

In some places light, in others heavy.

Mao Mao Li Lan was only wearing pajamas, so there was no obstruction on her smooth back.

Akaso Kaze massaged all the way down from her shoulders.

He could feel that the further down he went, the more tense Xiao Lan's body became.

He could even hear the girl's heartbeat.

Was there any magic that could make her relax?

Akaso Kaze frowned slightly.

Using predictive magic, a thought suddenly popped up.

Huh?

Lightning magic?

— Author's Notes —

Thanks to Xia Jiang Xiaohui for the monthly ticket.