"Tada! Sister Reiko, I've come to drink with you."
Yuu Hoshimiya was somewhat surprised to see the newcomer.
Asami Uchida, 18 years old, Ran's senior and a first-year student at Toto University.
Because she had rejected a crush's confession, she was drugged at her own birthday party and nearly burned to death in the villa.
That last point was what stuck in Yuu's memory the most.
Victims who managed to escape death after encountering Conan were a rare breed.
Calling her "one in a hundred" was being modest; "one in a thousand" was more accurate.
When Ran talked with Yuu, she had mentioned this incident involving Asami.
Some details had shifted, but fortunately, they weren't major—Asami had still narrowly survived.
It was actually Ran who had rescued her back then.
Relying on her superhuman physical stats, Ran had essentially performed a "Human Torch" routine in the middle of the fire.
Since this was the "Conan-logic" world, after the initial shock, it hadn't caused much of a stir.
During the Asami incident, Yuu had just recently gone undercover in the Organization and was receiving training on a closed island with Hitomi Kujo.
Asami Uchida had silky, flowing waist-length black hair and a pointed chin.
Her exquisite face bore a touching blush, and her almond eyes were as gentle as water.
Yuu had a good impression of this tall, sexy, and seemingly gentle yet fiery college beauty.
But since they had missed their chance to meet, he hadn't intended to proactively flirt with her.
He thought their paths would never cross, but he didn't expect to run into her at Reiko Kujo's place today.
Speaking of which, how did Reiko Kujo and Asami Uchida know each other?
There was about a ten-year age gap between them, wasn't there? Yet they felt like very close best friends.
As Yuu pondered, he kept observing Asami.
Quickly, he noticed a familiar sensation.
It was the gaze of a predator who had found its prey.
Death can be a great terror that completely changes a person's character, but can it really change their sexual orientation too?
Actually, it wasn't that far-fetched.
Rejecting a simp's confession only to be nearly burned alive...
It wouldn't be surprising if she had a trauma regarding men and turned toward women instead.
Yuu was secretly startled but kept a straight face.
Compared to Asami's true orientation, he was more curious about her connection to Reiko.
Looking at the enthusiastic Asami, Reiko Kujo felt a bit of a headache.
This little sister she met during a public trial not long ago was far too passionate; she could barely keep up.
"Um, Asami-chan, I have guests over. It's not very convenient!"
Asami stepped inside anyway, laughing softly. "What's inconvenient about it? Let's all drink together! Oh, the guest is Teacher Hoshimiya?"
"I happen to know him too. That's perfect! Let's all drink!"
Asami and Ran were very close, especially after Ran saved her life; they kept in touch frequently.
As Ran's boyfriend, she naturally knew of Yuu, though they had never met face-to-face.
Like Sonoko and the other Teitan High girls, she was used to calling him "Teacher Hoshimiya" rather than "Consultant."
Asami's eyes swept over Yuu, a flash of awe crossing them, but she quickly looked away, remembering he was Ran's boyfriend.
Even if he weren't Ran's boyfriend, I wouldn't be moved. I like women now!
Asami steeled her resolve and turned her gaze toward Ikumi Koshida, who was wearing the sexy qipao.
A hidden fire flickered beneath her gentle gaze.
The college beauty's expression remained warm and welcoming, but the minute shifts in her eyes didn't escape Yuu's silent observation.
Yuu raised an eyebrow and shifted his body slightly, blocking Ikumi Koshida behind him.
He had no issue with lesbians; he was even interested in making a friend. If they hit it off, they could discuss "experiences" in that department.
As the saying goes, "only a woman understands a woman," and perhaps he could use that to further his techniques.
But if she tried to steal his woman, then he was sorry.
He would show this lesbian the meaning of cruelty.
He would show her that a fake can never replace the real thing, and that "spare the rod, spoil the child" had a very physical meaning!
Asami seemed to sense Yuu's intent.
The corners of her eyes crinkled slightly, her expression mysterious, as if she planned to compete with Yuu seriously.
As for condemning Yuu's womanizing or snitching to Ran...
Asami didn't know the full extent of Yuu's harem, but she had gathered enough from Ran to have an idea.
To be honest, Yuu had so many beauties around him that unless someone was a fool, they would eventually notice something.
It was just a matter of how much they noticed.
Asami kicked off her shoes at the entryway, slipped into some slippers, and walked in like she owned the place. It was clear she visited often.
She was carrying several bags—alcohol in one hand, snacks in the other.
Asami set the food down and said, "I really didn't expect Teacher Hoshimiya to be friends with Sister Reiko. I thought with your relationship with Ran and Aunt Eri, you'd be Reiko's rival!"
Reiko Kujo explained, "Attorney Kisaki and I are rivals in court due to our positions, but we are friends in private."
"Oh, I see. Then who is this beautiful sister? This outfit is so pretty!"
As she spoke, Asami sat down next to Ikumi Koshida. Her small hand gently covered the vivid red qipao, pretending to look at the fabric's pattern.
Yuu instantly saw through Asami's expression—she was feeling a secret thrill.
Tsk, lesbians really do have an advantage in this area.
They didn't even need an excuse to get handsy; they could shower and sleep together the moment they met.
Ikumi Koshida was already Yuu's designated woman. Since Asami had taken liberties with her, she would have to pay the price with her own body right here!
In that moment, Yuu decided he would definitely "correct" this beautiful college girl's sexual orientation.
Ikumi Koshida didn't sense anything abnormal about Asami being so close; instead, she began to introduce her outfit enthusiastically.
"Isn't it beautiful? I bought this while traveling in China. They said it was hand-embroidered stitch by stitch by the women of Jiangnan."
"I have hundreds of these at home in different colors and styles. I only wear qipaos in my daily life."
Asami giggled, "Wow, hundreds? Can I go to your house and see them?"
"Of course you can." Ikumi had no idea Asami's orientation was skewed and walked right into the trap.
Yuu was both annoyed and amused. And she calls herself a detective? She has zero observation skills. Can't she tell this woman has bad intentions!
Asami stroked the qipao on Ikumi's thigh, shooting Yuu a smug glance as if showing off.
Yuu felt a spark of irritation. It seemed he really had to give this girl a lesson.
He immediately started a conversation: "Asami, you brought so much stuff, but isn't it a bit inappropriate to drink during the day?"
"What's inappropriate about it? I plan to drink with Sister Reiko from sunrise to sunset today!"
As she said this, Asami pushed the coffee table aside and placed cushions on the floor, preparing to sit down.
It was more comfortable than leaning over to drink while sitting on the sofa.
Reiko Kujo looked conflicted.
"Asami-chan, today really isn't convenient. I have things to discuss with Consultant Hoshimiya!"
Asami pouted resentfully. "Sister Reiko, you finally have free time. What can't be said over a drink? Let's talk while we drink!"
The two went back and forth for a long time, bringing up many past events.
Finally, Reiko gave in and turned to Yuu.
Yuu now understood how Asami and Reiko had met.
After surviving the fire, Asami, acting as a witness and victim, assisted Reiko in the prosecution of the arsonist.
Through that process, they became familiar.
Reiko Kujo had taken great care of Asami, who had just gone through a life-and-death ordeal, frequently accompanying and comforting her.
The young and naive Asami was quickly drawn to the strong, yet gentle and patient prosecutor big sister.
In a way, Reiko Kujo bore some responsibility for Asami turning into a lesbian.
Yuu deduced all of this from their conversation, and he was right.
"Prosecutor Kujo, I've already understood your intent. Do you want to commission me to investigate the Takeuchi construction case?"
Yuu knew Asami had bad motives, but for him, this was a great opportunity.
Reiko's large eyes lit up instantly. "How did you know?"
Duh. You told me every single detail of that five-year-old case at the cafe. Anyone would guess it!
But he couldn't say that. Yuu raised an eyebrow at Reiko and spoke warmly.
"Perhaps we simply share a telepathic connection?"
At those words, Reiko's face actually turned slightly red.
Beside her, Asami's face darkened. A cold light flashed in her eyes—this man was clearly provoking her!
Ikumi Koshida pouted, glaring at Yuu with dissatisfaction.
Yuu continued, "Prosecutor Kujo, I'll take the commission. I'll help you investigate the case from five years ago."
"So now we can all drink! We can't let you break your promise to others!"
Reiko finally nodded in agreement.
Asami wanted to use drinking to get what she wanted, so her tolerance for alcohol was naturally high.
Likely due to a special constitution, the seemingly gentle and delicate college girl could hold her liquor very well.
So far, she had never been drunk at a party.
Otherwise, that simp wouldn't have needed to use drugs; he could have just gotten her wasted.
But that was before she met Yuu, and before she tasted high-proof, pure grain Baijiu.
Because there were two extra people, the alcohol Asami brought clearly wasn't enough.
Yuu suggested he go get the alcohol he "happened" to have in his car and buy some more.
Buying more wasn't the point; the "alcohol in the car" was.
There was no such coincidence in the world; even the Erguotou Ai used for experiments was kept in the basement, not the car.
Fortunately, Yuu had a decent-sized pocket dimension. It didn't hold much, but he happened to have a few bottles of high-proof Baijiu he kept on hand.
They could be drunk, or used as emergency fuel or disinfectant, so he kept a stock.
When Yuu returned with the liquor and snacks, the three women in the apartment were already drinking.
They had opened the beers, and the atmosphere was already heated.
As the saying goes, "three women make a drama," and with alcohol involved, the drama was becoming increasingly lively.
However, Reiko Kujo was a lightweight. After just one glass of beer, her face was already flushed.
Beside her, Asami looked at Reiko with a burning, increasingly blatant gaze.
Yuu sat down with two bottles of fine liquor. Asami was to his left, Ikumi to his right, and Reiko across from him.
Asami gave a sultry smile and teased, "Teacher Hoshimiya, you were gone a long time. You didn't put some kind of drug in the alcohol, did you? There are three women here; you aren't planning to take us all out at once, are you?"
Yuu frowned. "That's an unfair accusation. The bottles haven't even been opened. If you don't trust me, I'll just drink alone!"
"Just a joke! Teacher Hoshimiya, you really have no sense of humor!"
"But what if you get drunk and lose control later? There are three of us weak women here; we couldn't possibly stop you."
Asami was still trying to use words to drive Yuu away. If she could be alone with the two beauties, it would be a dream come true.
But as she spoke, Reiko and Ikumi's faces turned slightly red, and they looked almost expectant, which made Asami's face darken instantly.
Yuu grinned wickedly. "If that were to happen, I'd be the one in trouble. How could one man handle three women like you?"
Ikumi immediately swatted at Yuu. "Gross! What are you saying!"
Reiko blushed and quietly lowered her head.
Asami saw the situation and felt things were going south.
It seemed both Reiko and Ikumi had feelings for Yuu; they didn't even mind his dirty talk.
Asami frowned. Looking at the laughing Yuu and Ikumi, she reached her small hand onto Yuu's thigh and began to "write" on his pants.
The four were sitting in a circle, and with the table covering them, the other two couldn't see.
Teacher Hoshimiya, I know you see it. I won't play around—you like the qipao beauty, right? My target is Reiko. We aren't rivals; we can cooperate. Let's get them drunk together, then one for you and one for me. What do you say?
Sensing Asami's hand rapidly moving on his leg, Yuu was almost worried she would tear his pants.
To be honest, Asami's writing speed was so fast that anyone else would have no idea what she was saying.
Only Yuu, with his superhuman senses, could capture every stroke and form the sentences in his mind in real-time.
Deciphering her message, Yuu couldn't help but be shocked.
This lesbian actually wants to pull off something like that? This plan is too savage! Too explosive!
Truly, you can't judge a book by its cover. Such a beautiful, pure college girl, and she wants to use such underhanded tactics? Unacceptable!
Yuu glanced at the blushing Asami. She even winked at him, seemingly certain he wouldn't refuse the deal.
He reached his left hand over, flipped up Asami's beige skirt, and began writing on her smooth thigh in response.
Asami's body stiffened slightly. A strange sensation hit her heart, but she tried her best to adapt and identify what he was writing.
Fortunately, Yuu wrote slowly enough and large enough for her to recognize every word.
Only children make choices. Adults take everything!
Identifying the content, Asami felt a surge of annoyance, but Yuu wasn't finished yet.
Did you think I was going to say something else? I just wanted to feel your thigh longer, you idiot!
After deciphering the second sentence, Asami rolled her eyes. She slammed her hand on the table and shouted in embarrassment.
"Teacher Hoshimiya!"
Reiko and Ikumi looked up, confused.
Yuu raised a provocative eyebrow.
In the end, Asami didn't dare reveal what had just happened. She gritted her teeth and spoke up, "Didn't we say we were having a drinking contest? Why haven't we started!"
"I thought you had something big to say, making such a fuss!"
Yuu opened the bottle, and a rich aroma of alcohol immediately filled the room.
Even someone who rarely drank would know just by the scent that this was a rare, aged spirit.
Beside their surprise and curiosity, Reiko and Ikumi also felt a hint of hesitation.
Such strong alcohol... it would be too easy to get drunk.
The feeling of a hangover wasn't pleasant...
But Asami, relying on her special constitution, wasn't afraid at all. She picked up the bottle and poured a glass for herself.
Looking at the clear, slightly greenish liquor in the glass, she provocatively raised an eyebrow at Yuu.
Yuu gave a kind warning: "This stuff is very strong!"
Asami didn't care at all.
"Don't worry. Alcohol is all the same to me."
She downed the glass in one go, her eyes suddenly widening.
It was as if she hadn't swallowed a liquid, but a ball of fire.
A burning pleasure traveled from her tongue down her throat and directly into her stomach.
After the burn, the rich fragrance of the alcohol exploded.
The scent surged into her mind, making her feel incredibly comfortable.
Asami's grip on the glass tightened, and her other hand involuntarily grabbed Yuu's shoulder, her fingers digging in like claws.
Her face flushed deep red, her eyes narrowed, and she couldn't help but let out a sound.
"Mmm~~~ ahhh~~"
The sound was enough to make anyone blush; it wasn't far off from a moan in bed.
"Too strong... too delicious! Yuu-kun, for the sake of this fine liquor, I won't hold what happened against you."
Asami, who had only ever had Japanese Sake before, was instantly buzzed. She even stopped calling him "Teacher."
Seeing Asami's reaction, Reiko and Ikumi felt a surge of eagerness.
Yuu raised his glass as well and said, "Let's all drink together!"
The three of them clinked glasses and began to drink heartily.
Asami's reaction hadn't been an exaggeration at all. Any liquor kept in Yuu's collection was naturally top-tier.
The alcohol was fierce, yet exquisitely mellow.
The alluring scent made it impossible to pull the glass away. None of the three were willing to stop until they had finished every drop.
After one glass, Reiko Kujo, the lightweight, was the first to succumb.
Her head was spinning. She giggled foolishly at Yuu before falling sideways onto the cushion, clearly passed out.
Asami picked up the bottle and poured herself another glass, drinking it secretly.
Once the buzz hit her head, she stopped caring about anything!
Her duel with Yuu, her plan to cooperate with him—it was all tossed into the Atlantic Ocean.
She just wanted another glass. And then another.
It would be a tragedy not to put such fine liquor into her stomach.
Yuu watched the 18-year-old college girl beside him in surprise.
Even with his constitution, a few glasses had him feeling the buzz, yet Asami's eyes remained clear.
Three glasses, four, five... Yuu counted slowly.
THUD!!!
Ikumi Koshida's small head suddenly slumped into Yuu's lap. She was shouting like a little drunkard.
"Good booze... I want more... more!"
"Mmm... Yuu... stop spanking me... it hurts!"
"Hehe... I want kisses... kisses... mua!"
She looked truly adorable. Driven by some impulse, Yuu leaned down and kissed Ikumi's small mouth.
His large hand began to roam over her vivid red qipao, and before long, it had climbed onto her peaks.
The drunken detective responded unconsciously.
Meanwhile, Asami continued to enjoy the fine liquor as if no one else were there.
Seven glasses! Eight! Nine... nine... nine glasses!
Before she could finish the ninth glass, Asami's head began to spin.
She grinned and chuckled foolishly. "So this is what it feels like to be drunk... how wonderful... floating... like a goddess... dess... dess."