After about five minutes, Yoko gracefully walked back.
"That..."
"!" Uncle Mouri's eyes widened instantly.
Yoko was wearing the very outfit the Earth Ladies' Team wore when they debuted.
Her set was pink, and she had several stars on her head.
To Tsuneo, it was essentially a swimsuit combined with a sheer cover-up.
Uncle was very happy and even hugged Tsuneo excitedly.
"The three of us are going to dress like this and sing our debut song as a blessing for Akemi."
"But it's been so long since I've worn it; it's a bit embarrassing," Yoko said, blushing slightly after such a long time.
"You look great, you look great like this!" Uncle Mouri immediately clenched his fists and praised her.
This person was absolutely sincere...
"Then, it's my turn to turn back time!" Yukie Yatake seemed to have adjusted her mood. Carrying her travel bag, she told everyone and left the living room, heading towards the restroom.
"Hurry up, I still need to change," Terumi Hoshino said, turning to look at her.
Tsuneo patted Atsushi Makuma's shoulder and also walked out the door with a glass of juice.
Conan looked up, staring at the cook, took a few steps closer, and asked, "Hey, Mr. Makuma, do you like Miss Kusano?"
Sure enough, the person the repairman told you to confess to was her, wasn't it?
And Mr. Kenji, who has been completely focused on the television, what are you thinking?
The famous detective seemed to have seen through everything, a slight curve on his lips.
"You, why?" Atsushi Makuma showed a surprised expression, glanced at him, and then lowered his head.
"Conan?!" Ran heard Conan say such a thing at an engagement party and quickly covered his mouth, looking apologetically at the male lead, Kenji Sagami.
However, the other party was still watching Detective Samonji, either not hearing or something, and didn't even glance this way.
Terumi Hoshino, holding a cigarette, frowned, watching this scene, lost in thought.
"I can't watch this anymore."
She reached out and took the cardboard Yoko was using to write blessings, swiftly wrote a few words, then firmly pressed her cigarette onto it to extinguish it, leaving a scorched mark.
"My condolences..."
"Terumi?" Yoko felt a headache coming on as she looked at the words.
"That's enough. Why hasn't that person changed yet?" Terumi Hoshino said impatiently, throwing her jacket on the sofa, grabbing her bag, opening the door, and walking out.
...
"Nice nails," Tsuneo said, sipping his juice and looking at someone.
"Thank you."
Yukie Yatake held her travel bag, looking at the man at the restroom door who was staring at her.
What was he doing...?
Shouldn't you close the door for me?
"Hey!"
"What are you doing?!" Just then, Terumi Hoshino walked out of the living room with her bag.
She was naturally asking Tsuneo.
"Looking at nails," Tsuneo said with a smile, turning his head, then stepped back and closed the restroom door.
Terumi Hoshino almost had "I don't believe you" written on her face.
"So, what about you? Why are you staring at me all the time?" The repairman was very curious about her gaze.
Not only their first meeting, but even when he was talking to Makuma, she would occasionally look at him.
"I..." Terumi Hoshino hesitated, then took out a small notebook from her bag, which contained a very neatly cut newspaper headline photo.
"Huh?" Tsuneo looked at her.
You must be joking, right?
The main character in this photo was Kudo. He himself, as a background figure, was standing behind him, looking down and eating.
Although he didn't know which case this was, and he was also captured in the photo, this woman collecting such a photo certainly wasn't for the sake of a mere extra.
"It seems there hasn't been any news about him for a long time," Terumi Hoshino changed her expression. Her eyes finally opened, and her demeanor became a bit more serious, as if she were asking a question, and yet also talking to herself.
"Oh," Tsuneo nodded, not knowing what to say.
After a moment of silence, the repairman said, "You can collect my photos instead."
He'd been in the news quite a bit lately, and most of the cases were solved by Kudo anyway.
"You?" Terumi Hoshino scrutinized him.
"Heh heh, well, anyway, it's great to be able to eat in peace today," Tsuneo smiled, holding his juice, walked around her, and returned to the living room with a relaxed expression.
Terumi Hoshino glanced at his retreating back, then knocked on the restroom door, "Are you done yet...?"
...
"Tsuneo-san, I've made up my mind!" In the kitchen, Atsushi Makuma, who was cutting fruit, turned to look at Tsuneo, who was sneaking snacks, his gaze becoming a bit more resolute.
"Do you want to chop them up?" Tsuneo glanced at the sharp knife in his hand and nodded.
Looking at how the fruit was cut, his knife skills were good!
"No, I mean, I must express my feelings!" Atsushi Makuma quickly put down the knife and explained.
Yes, no matter the outcome, I must say it!
"Perhaps, Miss Kusano has been waiting for this moment all along!" A childish voice came.
Atsushi Makuma and Tsuneo simultaneously looked down.
Conan, with his hands in his pockets, looked at Mr. Makuma, his eyes full of encouragement.
Go for it. I've figured out everything about this party!
Mr. Kenji and Miss Kusano's engagement is completely fake.
"Oh?"
"What else have you noticed?" Tsuneo picked up a slice of watermelon and asked as he ate.
"That Miss Hoshino, for you...?" Conan placed two fingers on his chin, looking at Tsuneo with doubt.
Seems like she's interested in you?
"Hmph," Tsuneo turned his head, unwilling to acknowledge him.
Guessed wrong, didn't you?
She's your fan!
"I'm going!" Atsushi Makuma handed the fruit plate to Tsuneo, nodded, and walked out the door with a determined expression.
God knows how much courage this guy took to take this step.
"Is all that really necessary?" Conan felt that the other person was making a mountain out of a molehill; there was no need to be so nervous.
"No need. If you fancy someone, just knock them out with a wrench and carry them back to your cave," Tsuneo said, holding the fruit plate, having no intention of taking it out, still standing there eating.
As Uncle Mouri said, each of the four members of the Earth Ladies' Team had their own unique qualities. The unremarkable Makuma, standing next to Kusano, wouldn't even count as a colorful butterfly.
"You're not some caveman..."
Conan slanted a look at Tsuneo.
Also, what's a "colorful butterfly" that you're talking about?
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