Since there was only one shower, albeit a spacious one, the three of them didn't wash separately as they had before.
The goal was to save time, but the close contact and friction ended up wasting even more of it.
The rubbing and bumping created an increasingly ambiguous atmosphere, and they nearly started another war right there in the shower.
The two beautiful girls, now satisfied, hurried up and left the shower first.
Yuu Hoshimiya looked down at his "rebellious brother" and had to wait a while before he could dress and leave.
Ten minutes later, the three regrouped at the spa's reception desk.
After returning the room card and noting the darkening sky, they discussed their options and decided to return to rest first, planning to continue their sightseeing tomorrow.
As the car sped through the heavy rain, Yuu's gaze grew distant.
Noah's surveillance feed flashed through his mind, replaying everything that had happened at Osaka Castle.
This case seemed different from his memories, and one person in particular gave him a strange feeling.
He debated whether to get involved personally for a moment but ultimately decided to let things run their course.
The butterfly effect becomes more pronounced over time; with the continuous minor changes to the timeline, the ending could veer in a completely different direction.
Without Conan's protagonist halo protecting him, Heiji Hattori might actually be in danger this time.
But... what did that have to do with him?
It would just mean Heiji lacked ability and insisted on courting death.
As for finding the treasure and becoming famous in Japan, Yuu had zero interest.
If he wanted fame, he had plenty of ways to get it.
Forget being a detective; he could easily become an international superstar like Vermouth based on his looks and physique alone.
But fame was something where "enough is enough"; too much could have negative consequences.
Yuu didn't want to be watched and surrounded everywhere he went.
While Yuu made his decision and drove the rental car with ease, Heiji was frantic.
Being scolded and even punched by Heizo Hattori had actually ignited his fighting spirit, helping him figure out some key points.
But as he continued to investigate, more doubts appeared, leaving him unsure of where to start.
Besides Heiji, another person was staring at the dark clouds, lost in infinite melancholy.
The rain had been falling since noon and showed no signs of stopping. Rainwater flew off the eaves in parabolic arcs, pattering miserably onto the courtyard.
It soaked the plants and knocked many flowers to the ground.
Shizuka Hattori had been staring blankly at the rain since it began.
Wearing a purple kimono that showcased her gentle Japanese femininity, she knelt on a cushion in her room, her beautiful autumn-water eyes fixed on the downpour.
Her room faced the back garden and its gate. The garden, filled with various flowers and trees, was now a mess from the rain—much like Shizuka's heart.
Since waking up, she couldn't calm down, the scenes from last night flashing through her mind constantly.
In front of Shizuka was a table with a round-mouthed vase holding only a few branches, while a pile of unused, vibrant flowers lay on the table.
With a chaotic heart, how could she arrange beautiful flowers?
Shizuka's eyes wandered over the garden but glanced more often at the closed gate.
She had been holding a pink cherry blossom branch for a long time, maintaining the pose without inserting it into the vase.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. The old butler hurried to open it, and Ran Mouri stepped inside.
Shizuka's beautiful eyes lit up, staring intently behind Ran as if waiting for someone to appear!
But after a long time, no one else appeared. Only Ran had returned.
A wave of deep disappointment surged in Shizuka's heart!
He didn't come back?
But her expression quickly returned to normal, cool and elegant as a chrysanthemum.
She looked at Ran and Ai Haibara passing by the corridor and asked gently, "Ran, why are you alone?"
Ran turned and smiled politely.
"Auntie Shizuka, I was a bit tired from walking, so I came back to rest first. The others haven't returned yet!"
Shizuka lowered her head, snipped the cherry branch randomly with her scissors, and placed it in the vase. She pretended to ask casually.
"And Mr. Hoshimiya?"
"Brother Yuu? Since it's raining, he drove Kazuha home. He said he wanted to give her a return gift as thanks!"
"As for Heiji, a case happened halfway through, so he went to investigate and didn't come with us. He should be back later with Uncle Heizo!"
At that moment, Ran looked at the cherry branch in the vase, which was obviously too long.
One-fifth? She cut it wrong; she should have cut off a third. This lady's flower arranging skills are really average!
But soon, her eyes narrowed slightly, then she dismissed the impossible thought without thinking too much.
It happened suddenly; to avoid Ran and Kazuha exposing anything, Yuu hadn't told them about Shizuka yet.
Ran said gently, "Auntie Shizuka, I'll go to my room to rest now. I won't disturb your flower arranging."
With that, she walked toward the guest rooms.
Playing all day and battling in the hot spring for a long time had indeed tired her out.
Shizuka watched Ran walk away, let out a long sigh, and stared at the endless curtain of rain, lost in a daze once more.
She now held a rose branch in her hand, refusing to cut it or put it down!
At the Toyama residence.
In the girl's bedroom, Kazuha's eyes were full of tenderness as she stood on her tiptoes to kiss Yuu's lips, launching an offensive.
Unlike Ran, who could be with Yuu every day, Kazuha rarely had a chance to be alone with him.
After being driven home by Yuu, she ignored the fact that her mother was home, simply said a quick hello, and dragged Yuu into her room.
If Shizuka knew about Kazuha and Yuu's relationship, Kazuha's own mother, Sakura Toyama, naturally wouldn't be in the dark.
Although it was her first time meeting Yuu, and they hadn't even had time to speak much, she instantly understood why her daughter had fallen in love.
Yuu's appearance, posture, and every move were filled with charm, enough to fascinate even her.
Let alone her daughter, who was in the bloom of youth.
Yuu had no impression of Kazuha's mother, but the glimpse he caught upon meeting her was stunning.
Sakura looked remarkably like Kazuha; she didn't look like a mature woman in her early forties at all.
If anything, she looked like Kazuha's older sister—a twenty-something, mature version of Kazuha Toyama.
With the right makeup, she could pass as Kazuha's twin.
Although it was a bit unfair to Kazuha, at that moment, Sakura and Yuu shared a tacit thought about each other.
If Kazuha were to go out now, they would undoubtedly seek each other out for a "deep exchange."
Like Shizuka, Sakura hadn't had sex since becoming pregnant with Kazuha.
Heizo Hattori and Ginshiro Toyama were best friends who did everything together—socializing, drinking, and whoring included.
So, Sakura and Shizuka shared the exact same fate.
As time ticked by, the battle in the girl's room grew more intense.
After enduring for a long time, Sakura couldn't suppress the curiosity and longing in her heart. She quietly approached the door to listen.
Yuu naturally noticed her presence and became even more excited, making Kazuha moan even louder.
Kazuha knew about Ran and Eri Kisaki, and she had even seen Aoko and Midoriko Nakamori serving Yuu together.
Her acceptance of "mother-daughter service" was exceptionally high. In fact, her boldness and initiative today were aimed at dragging her mother, Sakura, into the boat... or bed... while her father was away!
Yuu didn't want to restrain his thoughts either. He had no memory of Sakura, but her status as Kazuha's mother was enough to make him want to conquer her.
Moreover, he judged that even though he hadn't seen Sakura appear in the original work, this beautiful wife should count as a "Daughter of Destiny."
Conquering her would definitely have more pros than cons!
Half an hour later, the noise in the room stopped.
Outside the door, the eavesdropping Sakura was already incredibly wet. Her slender, beautiful legs were weak, and it took her a long time to stand up using the wall for support.
Just as she planned to leave quickly to avoid discovery, the closed door suddenly swung open.
A stark naked, handsome young man appeared before Sakura, radiating the alluring scent of post-exercise hormones.
The "Onee-san version of Kazuha" opened her mouth in shock, about to say something, but Yuu pressed her against the wall and kissed her bright red lips.
Sakura struggled instinctively for a moment, but she soon fell into a daze.
Her body, already primed with desire, was easily conquered.
Words of explanation or reprimand turned into depraved moans.
Her sexy, full body pressed tightly against Yuu's as Sakura began to respond proactively.
Her small mouth kissed Yuu deeply, her tongue probing forward, trying to get more comfort.
She pressed herself against him, wishing she could merge into his body.
Then, Sakura's small hand moved down, grabbing Yuu's critical point.
"Madam?"
"Yuu-kun... I want you!"
"Now?"
"Now!"
"Here?"
"Here!"
Ginshiro's whereabouts were under Yuu's control, and Kazuha agreed—or rather, this was her goal.
Since that was the case, Yuu didn't hesitate.
Hearing Sakura's words and feeling her actions, the fire in his heart ignited instantly.
He lowered his hands to cup Sakura's buttocks, lifted her up, and strode into the bedroom.
With a push of his hand, the door opened again. Kazuha, equally naked, blinked her beautiful eyes and obediently made space.
To save her mother from embarrassment, she thoughtfully picked up her clothes and left the room with the excuse of taking a shower.
Sakura actually wasn't embarrassed at all. She had been a police officer in the Countermeasures Division in her youth; her mind was sharp.
After the initial shock, she realized instantly.
All of this was tacitly allowed, even pushed, by Kazuha.
She didn't know why her daughter would do this, but she didn't want to think about it now. Satisfaction came first!
Only after the desire cooled could her brain return to reason for proper thought and judgment.
Maybe it was just an excuse, but in that moment, that was exactly what Sakura thought!
Yuu cleared a space on the messy bed and laid Sakura down.
Sakura's eyes were misty, her face a flush of crimson.
Yuu hesitated no longer. He lowered his head and kissed her pale cheek, the corner of her mouth, and then her lips, launching his attack.
His hot left hand moved down, removing the shoe and white sock from her right foot, gently holding her small foot.
White, soft, slender, and warm.
A rich wife was truly different; not only did she look young, but even her feet were maintained perfectly.
Yuu's right hand slipped into Sakura's collar, his fingertips gently touching her smooth skin, roaming and crossing mountains.
What moved Yuu most about Sakura were her flawless feet and her incredibly curved, slender waist—both things he couldn't bear to let go of.
Yuu finally released Sakura's mouth. His hot breath trailed down her neck, collarbone, snowy shoulder, abdomen, and soft waist...
His breath was like a scorching flame, burning over her entire body.
Yuu's eyes were red. He grabbed Sakura's ponytail and used a bit of force to make her sit up.
Then Yuu sat up, presenting his standing weapon to her.
"Mrs. Toyama, play me a tune!"
Sakura reacted immediately, offering no resistance as she began to play the instrument.
Although it was her first time, she learned quickly. In between, she even found time to tell Yuu not to call her "Madam" but to use her name directly.
Yuu naturally obliged.
"Sakura" was a common name in Japan, but that didn't stop it from being beautiful, and Yuu liked it.
"Sakura, if you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known it was your first time. You're amazing!"
Yuu stroked her silky hair and sighed with admiration.
Sakura made muffled noises, casting a seductive, eye-rolling glance at Yuu with her emerald eyes.
Looking at the "Onee-san Kazuha" and remembering she was Kazuha's mother, Yuu couldn't hold back any longer.
He kicked the blanket down to clear more space on the bed.
Then, grabbing Sakura's ponytail, he pulled her up.
Sakura frowned slightly, seemingly in pain, but Yuu ignored it, instantly transforming into a knight!
The battle began immediately!
Yuu pressed his hands on her waist and thrust forward, driving the dragon inside.
Sakura shuddered.
"Oh... so full!"
The hot dragon pierced deep, reaching the flower's heart.
Being pinned deep by the dragon, the numbing, sour itch was unbearable.
She began to sway her willow waist and twist her hips, panting and moaning incessantly.
An hour later, the battle in the girl's bedroom finally came to an end.
Probably because of Kazuha's push, Yuu contracted Sakura very easily.
The bed, which had been reasonably tidy, was now a wreck; it looked as if it were about to fall apart.
That was enough to show how intense the battle had been.
Yuu stood on the messy floor, holding the limply exhausted Sakura in his arms, chuckling: "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Sakura, you're no good either. You said you were lonely for twenty years, but you couldn't even last this long."
Sakura had no strength to retort, only letting out a satisfied sigh.
Yuu's exaggerated size had completely defeated her.
She had merely suggested he use a bit more force, and she had nearly been stabbed to death.
She wondered how that girl Kazuha could handle it!
The mother and daughter looked incredibly alike, and even their figures and "small gardens" were almost identical.
Because she had given birth, Sakura's garden was slightly better than Kazuha's.
But it was still tighter than many virgins.
If Yuu had to say, only Ai Haibara in her shrunken, experimental form was tighter than the Toyama women.
Yuu carried Sakura out of the room and into the living room.
Sakura's amber eyes were filled with satisfaction and laziness, but seeing Kazuha sitting on the sofa, she couldn't help but feel shy.
She broke free from Yuu's arms and went to Kazuha; the mother and daughter began to whisper together.
As they whispered, they stole glances at Yuu.
Yuu could have eavesdropped if he wanted to, but he didn't.
Both women were contracted to him; he didn't need to worry about them turning against him.
Since there was no worry, there was no need to eavesdrop.
Knowing everything is reassuring, but secrets and surprises can be great too!
While Yuu was successfully conquering the lonely Sakura Toyama and obtaining another pair of top-tier mother-daughter flowers, Ginshiro Toyama at the Police Headquarters was smiling.
After continuous dragnets and tracking, the case that had spanned over a decade was finally cracked.
Aside from Heiji nearly getting shot by the culprit for acting on his own, everything went smoothly.
The suspects were either dead or arrested. All that remained was to find the Golden King's treasure using the Scroll of the Dragon, the Scroll of the Tiger, and related clues.
Yuu learned of the progress through Noah, but he had zero interest in the treasure.
Gold? What was gold compared to the fragrant mother-daughter pair in his arms!
Besides, with Sakura's assistance, it would be much more convenient for Kazuha to visit him in Tokyo.
Though, it was highly likely that the mother and daughter would come together next time.