Listening to Music at a Brothel Without Inviting Me?

On the other side of Kiyomizu-dera Temple's terrace.

Fujino did not pay attention to what was happening nearby.

He merely looked at the scenery around him, enjoying a moment of peace.

Ai Haibara quietly stayed by his side without saying anything, calmly keeping him company and occasionally looking out at the view beyond the observation deck.

She was rather short at the moment, though, and her head was perfectly blocked by the middle of the railing. She could only brace her hands against it, stand on tiptoe, and strain to look outside.

She looked a little clumsy and adorable.

Fujino withdrew his gaze, looked down at her, and asked, "Can you see?"

"More or less."

"Isn't that tiring?"

Fujino held out his hand to her. "Want me to carry you?"

"Wait...!"

"How about now?"

"I can see now."

Her light body was easily lifted up and placed directly over his shoulder.

She responded softly and said nothing further.

It was just that she, an eighteen-year-old girl, was being carried around like a child...

It felt just like a father carrying his daughter.

It was a little embarrassing.

Forget it. She was a child now anyway. What was wrong with a child being carried by an older brother?

After steadying herself, she raised her eyes and looked at the scenery beyond the observation deck. Different angles of the view reflected in her eyes as she subconsciously reached out and ruffled the black hair in front of her.

Come to think of it, she was usually the one getting her head patted.

Today, she finally got the rare chance to reverse the roles and pat someone else's head!

Well, since she was a child, there was nothing wrong with being a little mischievous.

"Eh?!"

At that moment, a burst of exaggerated surprise