"...I'm very sorry, but the spare key on your floor happened to have a disk failure...Yes, our general control has been repairing it urgently...I'm very sorry, okay..."

Furukawa Kumisa hung up the phone at the front desk, and Toru Amuro looked at each other in the silent room.

"System, can your unlocking function be cheaper?"

System: "2 points of favorability once, the product is produced by the system, the child is innocent, and counter-offers are declined."

"Profiteer!"

Furukawa Kumisa only hesitated for a moment, and then refused very decisively - he must not spend the hard-earned goodwill on such a place.

Her first reaction was actually to go find Haibara Ai, and then she thought that Haibara Ai, Edogawa Conan and the doctor lived in a triple room, and it would be inconvenient for her to go there again.

What's more, they should have gone to bed at this point, and it would not be good to disturb an elderly person who is still sick.

What Furukawa Kumisa thought of, Toru Amuro also thought of.

As their eyes met, no one spoke, only the sound of gentle breathing sounded in the room, and the atmosphere was so stagnant that it was almost suffocating.

——At times like this, no one wants to be the first to speak.

After all, whether it is "Can I stay in your room tonight" or "Can you stay in my room tonight"... these are not what they should say to each other at this stage.

The hands of the clock on the wall passed by minute by minute, and the black tea on the table was billowing with white smoke and tea aroma, adding a bit of relaxation to the weird atmosphere.

Finally, when the aroma of tea had dissipated, Toru Amuro was the first to speak and break the silence.

He slowly said: "...Furukawa-san, do you have a change of clothes?"

——This is to skip the tacit question and go straight to the point.

Furukawa Kumisa was silent for a while and pointed to the bag beside him: "...just now when I was shopping for clothes with Ai-chan, I also bought a few pieces."

Although she didn't want to wear those clothes, especially in front of Toru Amuro.

——Furukawa Kumisa At that moment, I somewhat understood Haibara Ai’s thoughts on rejecting kawaii clothes.

Toru Amuro picked up the tea cup, took a sip calmly, and then said calmly: "...there is still some body soap and shampoo left in the bathroom. If it is not enough, you can ask the hotel to send it to you."

Furukawa Kumisa also picked up his teacup and tried to take a sip to calm his mind, but failed.

She could only put her hand on the tea cup and asked suddenly: "...bath towel, do you have a new one?"

"...Yes, I only used one."

The tone of both of them was very calm and calm, as if they were just chatting about "the weather is nice today, what are we going to have for lunch?"

Furukawa Kumisa stood up, picked up the bag at hand, turned around and walked towards the bathroom with very steady steps.

"...Then I'll take a shower first."

"Okay." Toru Amuro answered in a calm voice.

Finally, after watching Furukawa Kumisa walk into the bathroom and the door clicked and locked, Toru Amuro put down the cup in his hand.

——Just now, in order to prevent his trembling mood from being seen, he had been holding the teacup in his hand tightly.

Now that Furukawa Kumisa left, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. When he put down the cup, he could already feel the slippery touch of the cup wall soaked with sweat.

——After all, this kind of thing is still too exciting for an older single man who is normal in all aspects.

If he remembered correctly, the last time he was so tense that his palms were sweating was when their plane was about to crash at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

Toru Amuro took a deep breath to control her shaky breathing, picked up the empty cup on the table, and walked to the sink to prepare for cleaning.

The sound of rushing water sounded, but it didn't come from the sink in front of him - it was the sound of the shower in the bathroom.

Amuro clearly understood the structure of this room. The shower room in the bathroom was separated from the kitchen in the suite by only one wall, and the shower head happened to be installed on this shared wall.

Toru Amuro raised his head and looked at the shared wall.

Now, Furukawa Kumisa is facing the shower in the bathroom, facing him across the wall, taking a bath.

——Clang.

Realizing this, the cup in Toru Amuro's hand slipped and fell into the pool, causing small splashes of water.

The water drops fell on his hands, just like the warmth of a bath.

He couldn't help but wonder if she, separated by a wall, was also feeling this kind of temperature?

Let the warm water flow over your body and wash away the fatigue of the day.

Those tiny streams of water sprayed out from the shower head and fell on her hair. The wet long hair would stick to her body tightly, letting the droplets of water roll over her hair, caressing her upturned face, and closed her eyes tightly.

Beautiful eyes, straight nose, small lips...

Then it rolled all the way across her slender neck and fell into the white collarbone...

Thinking of this, the cup in Toru Amuro's hand couldn't be washed at all.

He turned off the water on his hand, wiped his hands, sat down on the sofa, took the computer, and tried to numb his wandering mind through work.

But the water in the bathroom stopped at this moment, as if it had a connection with him.

A "pop" sound was the sound of the shower gel being opened.

——Toru Amuro has never realized more than now that having keen hearing does not seem to be a good thing.

The white lotion will be squeezed out of the bottle, fall into her palm, and then follow the movements of her palm, brushing over every trace of skin on her body.

The woman in the bathroom was a stunning beauty with a voluptuous figure - this was something Toru Amuro knew from a long time ago.

Furukawa Kumisa doesn't like to wear tight clothes that reveal her figure on weekdays. She usually wears ordinary loose daily clothes and goes out casually. With her hair tied up in a high ponytail, at first glance she thinks she is a young student who has not graduated.

But Toru Amuro had seen it before - when they went to a charity dinner together earlier, he had the opportunity to see her look stunning in a red dress.

Those details that he didn't even pay attention to at the time seemed to be out of his control at the moment, flooding his memory and swirling in his mind.

The silk covered with diamonds clings to her curves, outlining her curvy figure to the extreme. The blood-red color makes her large skin white and translucent, just like her neckline...

With a "pop" sound, Toru Amuro closed the computer, feeling that the document could no longer be read.

He subconsciously wanted to pick up the cup at hand and take a sip of water to moisten his inexplicably dry lips and teeth, but he held it empty, and then he remembered that he had not finished washing the cup just now.

He could only stand up again and walk back to the sink. When he turned on the water again, the sound of water happened to come from the bathroom again.

It was the sound of her rinsing off the foam after using the shower gel.

The white and dense foam wrapped around her body, and then was washed by the rapid water, slowly falling along her body, from the beautiful collarbone, to the uneven back, to...

Toru Amuro stopped again, picked up a handful of cold water with the hands that were supposed to be washing the cup, and sprinkled it on his slightly hot face.

His mind was briefly awakened by the cold water - and now, he had to admit that it was impossible for him to calm down and do anything at the moment.

He turned off the water in the kitchen again, took out a paper towel and wiped his face carelessly, then breathed a long sigh of relief and walked to the bedroom.

He returned to the bedroom, took a coat, and finally decided to go out and calm down before Furukawa Kumisa took a bath.

Just when he changed his clothes and came to the living room, there was a "click" and the bathroom door opened.

A paw stretched out.

…………paw??

Toru Amuro stared at the figure walking out of the bathroom with wide eyes.

... It seems that the figure is no longer accurate. Furukawa Kumisa is completely covered in a cat girl pajamas, with cat-claw-shaped cuffs and gloves, only five knuckles are exposed, and the whole body is covered with black plush.

The white "belly" is exposed on the chest, like a black cat with its weak points open for people to caress.

...If he saw it correctly, she also had a tail trailing behind her.

Amuro knew that Furukawa Kumisa's bathing must be very shocking, so she wanted to go out to avoid it before she finished taking a bath.

...But he didn't expect it to be this impactful.

And the cat girl standing in front of him... No, Furukawa Kumisa's face was red - I don't know if it was because of the clothes or because she just took a shower - but she made a vicious tone and warned him.

.

"Do not laugh!"

It's a pity that no matter how vicious the words are, paired with this cute pajamas, they are like being scratched by a cat with its nails cut off, and have no deterrent effect.

...It even makes people feel itchy.

At this time, Furukawa Kumisa deeply realized what it means to "shoot oneself in the foot".

When she pestered Haiyuan Ai to buy this "sister outfit" pajamas with her, she never imagined that just a few hours later, she would be forced to wear this dress in front of others and be embarrassed.

...The person to be embarrassed is Toru Amuro.

"...System, I'll give you 25 points of favor and let me escape."

The system watched the fire from the other side, and the cold electronic music sounded mean: "A non-plot kill will be counted as a mission failure, dear."

Furukawa Kumisa checked the system a thousand times in his mind, but on his face he still pretended to be motionless and everything was as usual.

She cleared her throat and tried to change the subject: "Ahem... Amuro-kun, I see you put on your coat, are you going out for something?"

Toru Amuro: "...It's no longer necessary."

Furukawa Kumisa: "?"
To be continued...