Conan: Top succubus, crazy CP

Chapter 938 God, Witch, and King of Europe Play Cards Together

Conan was rushed to the hospital.

The child said: I can’t tell the difference, I really can’t tell the difference!

Hanyu Kusunoki was also kind enough to send a message to Yukiko, kindly reporting on her "son's" heroic performance.

However, this kind and filial sister only replied with one sentence:

"Is he dead? If not, don't delay me from watching TV series."

It was followed by a love emoticon, as if to say "If you love him, let him go and let him die."

emmm... Let us observe a moment of silence for the great detective for 0.5 seconds, no more, after all, Yukiko's drama is about to end.

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The precious sword was recovered, and although the process was extremely outrageous, the entire Feng family was still very grateful to Hanyu Kusunoki and others.

In order to prevent Kaito Kidd from returning or causing any more trouble, the old lady of the Feng family warmly invited them to stay overnight.

There isn't much else about the martial arts hall, except for the many guest rooms.

There are so many that they can open a "Feng's Hotel Chain", which also comes with a daily "sword viewing ticket".

Kogoro Mouri had long thrown the matter of "catching Kid" to another dimension. At this moment, he was hooking his arm around Tetsuken Juro's shoulder. The two set up a wine table in the yard, drank until they became brothers, and even formed a group on the spot, named "Jujoro".

They vowed to travel the world together. The first stop was the kitchen to add wine, the second stop was the toilet to add wine, and the third stop was to continue adding wine in their dreams.

Hanyu Kusunoki, Ran, Shimabukuro Kimie and Nakamori Aoko were arranged to stay in a spacious Japanese-style guest room.

The night is getting darker.

Feng Jingxiang thoughtfully brought midnight snacks and hot tea.

The four of them sat around on the tatami, listening to the out-of-tune singing of Mouri Kogoro and Tetsuken Juro and the sound of clinking glasses faintly coming from outside the window. The atmosphere was quite harmonious.

"Just drinking tea is a bit boring."

Hanyu Kusunoki propped up his chin and suddenly took out an ordinary-looking metal bottle cap with strange patterns engraved on it. "Try this? This is the drunken bottle cap. Screw it onto the drink bottle, and when you pour out the liquid, it's just like drinking alcohol. You'll feel a little tipsy, but you won't be drunk."

"Drunk bottle cap?" Nakamori Aoko picked up the seemingly ordinary gadget, her eyes filled with the excitement of a curious baby. "Can you twist it on and taste the alcohol? Really? Where do you get all these weird things, Hanyu-san?"

"As an inventor who works out of hobby, it's normal to have some small props, right?" Hanyu Kusunoki smiled harmlessly and helped her screw the bottle cap on the juice bottle. "Want to try it?"

Qingzi couldn't wait to pour a small cup and took a sip carefully. Her eyes widened instantly: "Wow! Really! It tastes like sake! How amazing! But... my head seems to be very clear again?"

She shook her head, feeling very curious.

"I told you I won't be really drunk, just a little tipsy." Hanyu Kusunoki explained like a patient product manager.

It was as if a new world had been opened to the middle school girl.

She used to drink secretly, but her mother didn't allow her to, saying that when she was drunk she would talk nonsense and act crazy, and would not behave like a girl at all.

But...she doesn't drink alcohol, so it's okay for her to drink beverages, right?

Who can stop a young girl from drinking juice?

Looking at the girl who had already started drinking one glass after another, Hanyu Kusunoki smiled slightly and suggested, "Just drinking 'wine' is boring, how about we play some games?"

"Yeah!"

Xiaolan was the first to respond.

She has always been very confident in her luck, and no matter what game she plays, she will not lose too badly - after all, she is the chosen one who can get five SSRs in ten consecutive draws in the card drawing game.

"I listen to God." The witch lady supported him unconditionally.

"By the way... why do you call Hanyu-san 'God-sama'?" Aoko looked at Miss Miko curiously. She had wanted to ask this question for a long time, but since they were not familiar with each other before, she was embarrassed to start such a channel for communication about Chunibyo.

Shimabukuro June shook her head: "There is no reason, because God is God."

Qingzi: "..."

Well, it turns out she's not the only one with chuunibyou.

She had already regarded Shimabukuro Kimie as a shrine maiden who, like herself, had severe delusions.

As for Hanyu-san being a god...

Then she is also the chief saint under the Lord God~

Back to the topic, after a discussion, they decided that four people were just enough to play Landlord.

The innocent middle school girl Aoko was completely defenseless. She just thought it was fresh and interesting, and agreed without hesitation: "Okay! But what are the rules?"

"It's very simple," Hanyu Kusunoki smiled like a fox, "The loser drinks 'wine'. The landlord loses three cups, and the peasant loses one cup."

He pointed to the oversized jug of juice next to him that had been treated with "drunk bottle caps."

"no problem!"

Qingzi was full of confidence, thinking that no matter how bad her luck was, she could still win a few times - and then she saw the dangers of society.

Sitting at the card table are: the god Nan who has activated the precognitive cheat, the shrine maiden Junhui who can subtly sense the intentions of the gods through the contract, and the lucky emperor Lan who is hugged and kissed by the goddess of luck.

Gods, witches, and European emperors play cards together.

It was like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing off their magical powers, and only Qingzi was beaten alone in the mortal world.

Xiaolan's luck is ridiculously good. She often wins with a single hand, which makes Qingzi's eyes pop out.

But there is no way to resist the tacit cooperation between a certain god and his own witch. Various card counting, card control, psychological tactics and techniques emerge one after another. Even those who have watched "From Vegas to Macau" would call them experts, and even the God of Gamblers would have to offer him a cigarette.

Qingzi has completely become a "charitable farmer" who is ruthlessly harvested.

Her cards are either extremely bad, or she finally gets a good hand and becomes the local landlord, but is immediately targeted by three parties and becomes so desperate that she doubts her life.

"Ah! Why did I lose again!"

"Wow...Does this card have a grudge against me?"

"Why do I always get so depressed when I bomb?"

"Hanyu-san, are you cheating?"

Although the wine glasses were small, after drinking cup after cup of "special juice", the girls' fair cheeks were soon flushed with a charming blush, their eyes began to become blurred, and their tongues began to curl when they spoke.

The effect of the drunken bottle cap is a little stronger than expected... probably to the extent that "slightly tipsy" turns into "slightly crazy" in seconds.

"Woo..."

As time passed, Qingzi was the first to be unable to bear it anymore.

She held the empty cup, looking at Hanyu Nan with hazy eyes. Suddenly, her nose felt sore and beans began to drop. "Why...why do I always lose...just like...just like every time I happily prepare lunch boxes and make appointments, in the end, it's all in vain..."