Shangkawa Shun was interesting to watch, but she still reminded her: "Although it is not very spicy to me, it is obviously too spicy to you. Your stomach and intestines probably won't be able to bear it. You will most likely have diarrhea."

"It's okay." Shui Hoshino didn't care much. He had diarrhea, a trivial matter.

He likes the atmosphere.

Kamikawa Shun rubbed his stomach, and there was still half of the food left on the table, but he was already full of food. Judging from the situation of Amuro Tomo, it was probably the same.

"I think the rest is endless."

"It's okay, just put it in the refrigerator if you can't finish it." Amuro's eyebrows and eyes were curling. Since he went to Poirot, he has mostly spent three meals at the store. Because he didn't have much time to cook at home, there were no ingredients at home except rice. When he went shopping today, he simply bought more.

"Dingling--" The doorbell suddenly rang.

Amuro frowned slightly, knowing that there were not many people living here, so who would come and knock on the door at this time?

He stood up and opened the door. As soon as the door opened, Conan and Kogoro Mori at the door immediately smelled the fragrance of hot pot.

The two of them shook their noses together. They had just eaten pasta in Poirot, but when they smelled the fragrance, they were hungry!

"Why is Mr. Maori coming?" Seeing that it was Kogoro Mori and Conan, Tori Amuro was quite surprised and opened the door and let the two of them enter the room.

"I heard from Xiao Zi that you are sick, come and see you."

Kogoro Mori took off his shoes and said as he walked along the place where the fragrance came. Conan was faster than him, and as soon as he took off his shoes, he ran over.

"I felt a little uncomfortable yesterday, but now I'm getting better."

Tori Amuro followed them with a chuckling. He thought he was sick and then he could pass it. It was no different from usual. However, he didn't expect that even the cheap teacher Kogoro Mori came to see him...

Huokawa and the others were eating in an open space in the living room. Kogoro Mouri walked in along the entrance hall and suddenly found several acquaintances.

Shu Hoshino looked up at the two guests who came over, and looked down to continue eating.

"What are you eating?" Smelling the scent, Kogoro Mouri only felt his saliva being continuously secreted.

Conan had already sat down because of his small size.

“Sichuan hot pot.”

Hanagawa Shun pulled Conan's head, "Why are you here?"

"I heard that Mr. Amuro is sick, come and see him." Conan stared at the red soup rolling in the pot. Although it smelled very fragrant, would it be so red, so it would be particularly spicy?

He had completely forgotten the purpose of coming here, and he didn't even ask Katsukawa Shun and his classmate why they were here.

It is probably the same as him, coming to visit Tomo Amuro.

"Didn't you have dinner like this?"

"Eat." Compared with this, the pasta at night is completely different from the sky and the earth!

"Mr. Maori, let's have it together." Toru Amuro asked Kogoro Mori to sit down and took two new dishes from the kitchen.

"Mr. Maori came just in time, and we were worried about not having enough food." Amuro Toru sat down and briefly mentioned the way to eat.

Kurakawa suddenly felt uneasy and kindly scooped Conan a large spoonful of red soup, and also accompanied by two chili peppers.

“Taste it, it tastes great.”

"I don't believe it."

"It's really not spicy, look at me." Shangchuan Shun picked up his bowl, leaving some red soup in it. He stuffed the soup in one bite, nothing happened.

It was really okay to see Mitsukoshi Kawa. Conan was skeptical. Under Mitsukoshi Kawa's expectant gaze, he carefully tried it.

As soon as the fiery red soup touched the tip of his tongue, Conan felt a spiciness from the tip of his tongue to his nerves, making his forehead sweat.

He quickly put down the bowl and glared at Chuan Shun angrily.

It would be a pity for Guaikawa Shun. It would be great if he had a big sip like Hoshino Shui...

The atmosphere in the room was very good. Even if two more people came, it did not affect the pleasant atmosphere.

Putting a piece of meat into your mouth, Conan squinted his eyes and showed a pleasant expression on his face. Food has always been a pleasant thing.

Although he was full, he still couldn't stop the chopsticks in his hand.

Kogoro Mouri was not much better than him. He held the bowl and showed his strength at the police academy, competing with Shui Hoshino to grab the tofu in the pot.

While watching them eat, Amuro Toru put the remaining food into the pot, and added water to the pot once.

The food on the table is quickly emptied at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Conan rubbed his round belly and burped.

Eat so much...

In the idea of ​​not wasting food, Guaikawa Shin urged Conan to continue eating, "There is still a little left in the pot, Conan works harder and finish it!"

“I can’t eat it anymore…”

Conan really couldn't eat it anymore. Because it was too spicy, he drank a lot of water, and half of the water in his stomach accounted for, which greatly affected his appetite.

Conan wanted to pack the rest back for Xiaolan to taste, but was embarrassed to speak.

He pulled Chuan Shun's clothes and asked curiously: "How did this be done?"

"Just cook with hot pot base. If you want to eat it, bring you a pack next time you go to the office."

"Then let's just say that!"

The taste is really good and it is easy to cook. Conan wants Xiaolan to eat it together.

"But why didn't Xiaolan come with you?" The family of three is usually neat and tidy, and it's really rare for Xiaolan to be away.

"Sister Xiaolan is practicing karate, and there will be a competition in a while."

"Then I'll go and see it..."

The full-fed Kogoro Mori wiped his mouth with satisfaction, "Since you know you're fine, then we'll go back first."

Toru Amuro brought the two to the door.

After Kogoro Mouri and Conan left, the room became much quieter.

Amuro looked at the time and it was eight o'clock in the evening and it was still early.

"You guys go back too."

"No hurry, let's clean up here first." Shangchuan rolled up his sleeves, picked up the remaining food in the pot, and went to wash the pot.

"I'll just come here." Toru Amuro was going to take the pot from his hand, and Uekawa Shin avoided it and walked into the kitchen with the pot.

"You are a patient, have a good rest." Hoshino Shu stacked the dishes and carried them to the kitchen to prepare for cleaning.

Yamuro was helpless and let them go.

After eating the hot pot, the taste is very strong. Even if the window is opened, it will vent, and the air still has a strong smell of hot pot.

Amuroto tidied up the table, and after a while, the room was reorganized.

The sound of water flowing in the kitchen kept coming. Amuroto leaned against the door and saw that the two guys occupied a sink to wash dishes and pots.

No one spoke, there was only the sound of water and the collision of dishes in the air.

The stars in the night sky are covered with the sky, Tokyo outside the window is brightly lit, and the sound of traffic on the streets is heard.
Chapter completed!