"The food you make, aunt, is delicious," Kazuha smiled sweetly at Shizuka Hattori.
"If you like it, eat more. Not like Heiji, who frowns as if the food is poison," Shizuka Hattori glared at Heiji.
However, at that moment, Heiji was thinking about how to reduce his evil value, so he didn't pay attention to what was, nominally, his mother.
"Heiji~," Kazuha kicked him under the table.
"Hey, Kazuha, why are you kicking me?"
Heiji snapped out of it and looked at Kazuha in annoyance.
"Aunt is calling you."
Kazuha seemed proud, undeterred in the least.
"Mother, what's wrong?"
The word "mother" came out of his mouth naturally. After all, he had fully assumed Heiji's role, so there was no sign of awkwardness.
"Is my food that bad?" Shizuka Hattori snapped at her son.
"No, the food you make, mother, is delicious."
Heiji quickly lowered his head and began eating. To be honest, he was still used to food from another world. However, Japanese food, after eating it several times, wasn't bad either.
After dinner, Kazuha didn't leave; she stood in the living room, a little undecided.
"Heiji, can I see your room?"
Though they were childhood friends, before this, they had never held hands. And although she visited Heiji's house often, she had never entered his room.
Today, she suddenly felt curious about the room of the boy she liked.
Kazuha lowered her head, with a nervous expression, and her heart was beating fast. What if Heiji refused? Aunt was right there, would she dare come back here?
"If you want to see it, come. Do I need to ask?"
Kazuha raised her head abruptly, but all she saw was Heiji's slender back moving away. Still, she felt satisfied and, with a secret joy in her heart, followed him with her long, beautiful legs dressed in shorts.
"Heiji, how long has it been since you cleaned up?"
As they entered Heiji's room, Kazuha frowned. Except for the bed, which was very neat, the desk, floor, and bookshelf were a complete mess.
"Seriously, what if you trip over something because you don't clean up?"
Forgetting her shyness, Kazuha began to scold Heiji while she started cleaning up for him.
Heiji didn't mind much. In his opinion, it didn't matter if the room was a little messy, as long as the bed wasn't. Besides, it was only messy, it didn't smell bad, so it was fine.
However, seeing Kazuha's figure moving from side to side, her slender silhouette, her breasts gently shaking with her movement, and her firm, rounded backside, a flash of desire and a touch of tenderness crossed his eyes.
Maybe, having a real girlfriend wouldn't be so bad.
"Done, it's finally all cleaned up."
Thanks to Kazuha's effort, the room, which had been chaotic, was now neat and tidy. The books on the shelf were aligned, the things on the desk were in their place, and the shoes on the floor were well arranged.
After having been bent over for so long, Kazuha straightened up to stretch her muscles.
Suddenly, a pair of hands wrapped around her delicate waist, and with a pull, she was abruptly drawn into Heiji's embrace.
"Heiji?"
Kazuha lifted her head in surprise, only to be met with a mouth that lunged toward hers.
Mmm~
When their lips met, Kazuha's eyes opened wide. However, she soon lost herself in Heiji's expert technique.
Much later, Kazuha shyly leaned against Heiji's chest, her face completely flushed.
"You're already my woman. From now on, I don't want you thinking about any other handsome guys, understood?"
Although he hadn't really "taken" Kazuha yet, Heiji already considered her his woman, and he wouldn't allow her to chase after celebrities or get close to other men.
Kazuha lifted her head and gave him a reproachful look, but didn't pull away from his embrace.
"Heiji, actually... I've liked you for a long time. That was my first kiss."
A quiet confession, the reward for the longest wait.
Heiji couldn't help but hug the girl tighter. Though, at this moment, she wasn't in love with him, but with the other guy, he would make this girl fall in love with the Heiji of now.
After the confession, it was clear that Kazuha still didn't feel entirely comfortable, squirming shyly in Heiji's arms.
Heiji didn't mind. He hugged her, sat with her on the bed, rested his chin on her shoulder, and stayed silent.
At first, Kazuha felt strange, but little by little, her body relaxed, and she snuggled into Heiji's embrace, savoring the taste of her first love.
Since the confession, Kazuha's visits to Heiji's house skyrocketed. After all, they were childhood friends, and besides, Shizuka Hattori was very fond of the girl and would love to have her as a daughter-in-law.
So, she simply turned a blind eye.
Winter break was approaching, so both had plenty of free time.
In Heiji's small room, for him, Kazuha's body no longer held any secrets. Except for the last step, they had done everything that could be done.
Why not take the last step? Because Kazuha still had to go to school.
It would have to wait at least until summer vacation, right?
"Heiji, look, it seems like Shinichi Kudo, the one from Kanto, has solved another case."
Kazuha, wearing a loose T-shirt of Heiji's that revealed the trembling of her breasts with every movement, had her eyes fixed on the computer.
On the screen, the character who had recently been solving case after case appeared: the famous high school detective, Shinichi Kudo.
"No matter how difficult the case is, as long as it's a case, for me, the truth is always just one."
Heiji, who was doing push-ups, smiled slightly when he heard it. That was because he hadn't come across him yet; otherwise, he would make Shinichi Kudo doubt his own existence in a matter of minutes.
If he wanted, in a murder case, he could create several different culprits.
"Bah, so boring. They say Shinichi Kudo is the most incredible high school detective in Japan. For me, Heiji is the best."
Kazuha turned off the computer, annoyed.
During this time, Heiji had also come across several cases and solved them easily. And Kazuha had been by his side, so, for her, her boyfriend was the best.
Heiji stood up, took the towel Kazuha offered him, and smiled with disdain. "The media always goes with the flow. If I took it seriously, Shinichi Kudo wouldn't stand a chance."
Although he had solved several cases recently, all were level D cases, the most common ones. A level D case equaled one point of evil, which was a drop in the ocean compared to his enormous negative evil value.
At this point, Heiji needed to explain the levels of the cases. There were a total of five categories: S, A, B, C, and D.
A level S case equaled 1000 evil points.
A level A case equaled 500 evil points.
A level B case equaled 100 evil points.
A level C case equaled 10 evil points.
A level D case equaled 1 evil point.
I don't know if it sounds like a scam to you, but Heiji certainly thought it was, a heavenly scam, a cosmic scam. But there was nothing to be done, it was the disaster he had created, and only he could bear the consequences.
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