Heiji and Sato Miwako were sitting face to face; some items had already been ordered on the table.
However, there seemed to be some awkwardness between the two.
Sato Miwako kept her head down drinking water and did not eat anything.
Heiji was somewhat helpless:
"Miwako, are you very thirsty?"
"Ah? I'm sorry..."
Sato Miwako was somewhat at a loss, her heart a bit flustered: What should I do, I have never tried dating, what should I do.
Heiji clearly felt Sato Miwako's emotions fluctuate somewhat, and immediately looked at her:
"Miwako, do you have some urgent matter?"
"No."
Sato Miwako immediately shook her head.
"If you have some urgent matter, perhaps we can meet next time."
"No, I just... I just don't know how to find a topic."
A trace of anxiety flashed through Sato Miwako's beautiful eyes.
"Topic?"
Heiji froze for a moment, then smiled faintly:
"What topic is needed for this? Just say whatever you want to say, don't make it so serious."
Sato Miwako looked at Heiji, her mind instantly went blank, and she could only feebly shake her head, very disappointed in her heart:
"It seems I can only date Heiji next time."
"That is not necessary either. Since you can't find a topic, then I will find one."
Although Sato Miwako's reaction was a bit strange, since there was nothing to do today anyway, he would accompany this 'Flower of the Metropolitan Police Department' to chat a bit.
Sato Miwako nodded, her beautiful eyes staring tightly at Heiji, waiting for his topic.
Heiji's face darkened slightly:
"Um, Miwako, can you change the way you look at me? With this look of yours, I feel like a criminal being interrogated."
"Change the look?"
Sato Miwako was somewhat confused.
"That is, you try to make your gaze a little softer, don't be so sharp."
Heiji was somewhat speechless; really few people could stand that look of hers.
"Mn, I'll try."
Sato Miwako looked at Heiji again, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly, a powerful imposing manner pounced on his face...
Heiji shook his head helplessly:
"Forget it, Miwako, you better use the kind of gaze from before."
With this kind of look now, he felt he was a wicked villain guilty of terrible crimes, or a scumbag who abandons someone after toying with them; anyway, however he looked at it, he felt he wasn't a good person.
"I'm sorry, I... I don't understand these things."
Sato Miwako apologized repeatedly. She was used to dealing with criminals, and being an Assistant Inspector in the Metropolitan Police Department, she simply didn't have much time to do things girls should do. Over time, her words and deeds naturally carried the vigorous and resolute style belonging to the police.
"Miwako, do you have a boyfriend?"
Heiji could only change the topic.
"Then have you had someone you liked?"
Sato Miwako suddenly raised her head to look at Heiji, a trace of hesitation flashing in her beautiful eyes:
"Yes."
[Yes? Then that should be that Matsuda Jinpei.]
This was Heiji's first reaction.
"If there was, if it was in the past then let it go, if it is now, then boldly go chase him. Miwako, you are the 'Flower of the Metropolitan Police Department', no man can resist your charm."
Sato Miwako's beautiful eyes became brighter and brighter, and she silently nodded.
"Yes, just this kind of look right now."
Heiji's eyes lit up, and he nodded secretly: It looks like Matsuda Jinpei is still very important in Sato Miwako's heart.
Sato Miwako gave a shallow smile to Heiji, her eyes rippling with a certain strange light, looking at him tightly.
Next, the atmosphere was very harmonious.
Sato Miwako restored her valiant and heroic bearing again, her beautiful eyes glinting with light, discussing various topics with Heiji, without the slightest bit of cramping.
"Heiji, can I ask you a relatively private question?"
Sato Miwako suddenly changed the topic.
"Private question?"
Heiji froze slightly, then nodded:
"Ask, but I won't necessarily answer."
Sato Miwako suddenly fell silent, lowering her head slightly, becoming cramped again.
After a long time, she took a deep breath.
"Do Kazuha and Sonoko not have any opinion of each other?"
After asking, her head was almost touching the table.
Heiji's eating motion paused, a trace of disbelief flashing in his heart: What does she mean by this sentence?
He continued eating without leaving a trace.
"This question is indeed private, I won't answer it."
Sato Miwako's tone was full of disappointment.
Heiji's heart shook: No way, Sato Miwako really fell in love with me?
He wasn't an emotional idiot like Kudo Shinichi. Associating Sato Miwako's series of reactions, he reached an answer that shocked even him: This Flower of the Metropolitan Police Department seems to have fallen in love with me.
[Damn, what is going on here?]
One shocked, one disappointed, the atmosphere became silent.
At this time, the sound of police sirens rang out from the street outside.
Heiji came back to his senses, looked at Sato Miwako who still had her head lowered, and had a headache:
"Um, Miwako, is it the vacation Inspector Megure approved for you?"
Could only change the topic!
Perhaps feeling the answer was too concise, Sato Miwako raised her head:
"Inspector Megure said I have been on duty continuously for four months, so he approved for me to have a good rest today."
"So that's how it is."
Heiji nodded: No wonder Miwako wasn't even notified about an incident like the bombing case.
"Is there anything strange?"
Sato Miwako had already returned to normal, at least her demeanor showed no abnormality.
Heiji thought for a moment:
"It's nothing, today I'll just accompany Miwako to have fun. I've been busy these past two days too, and also need to relax a bit."
"Really?"
Sato Miwako's eyes lit up instantly.
[It looks like it's true!]
Heiji was not a rookie, he was completely certain now.
"Forget it, take one step at a time."
Sato Miwako looked at Heiji doubtfully.
"Nothing, let's go."
Heiji shook his head and stood up to pay the bill.
"Where are you preparing to go play?"
"The amusement park, I have never played on those facilities."
A trace of sadness surfaced in Sato Miwako's beautiful eyes.
Heiji nodded, he knew Sato Miwako's life experience:
"Then let's go ride the train."
The two walked towards the train station.
Meanwhile, Conan was running all over the street, sweating profusely, but his eyes were full of solemnity: Not allowing the train's speed to drop below 60 km/h, why is this?
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