Ai Haibara ≈ Sherry = Shiho Miyano
Speechless as he was, Fujino ultimately agreed to it, dragging his freshly awakened body out of bed.
Fine, he would be a tool, then...
Conan might be a ridiculous idiot, but since he had already agreed, he could not treat his own word like fart.
Besides, Xiao Ai had even called him.
He would never refuse Xiao Ai.
By then, White Wolf had finished eating every last fish, one by one. Holding the empty can, she looked at Fujino with embarrassment and stammered, "My lord... I..."
"Enough. I noticed you sneaking fish cans a long time ago."
Fujino reached out and gave her white ears a rub. "Otherwise, why would there be fish cans stocked in the fridge beforehand? They were prepared for you."
"Mmm..."
Like a child who had done something wrong, White Wolf let out a muffled whimper, her face flushing red.
"Relax, they're only fish cans. You're making me sound like some pervert who abuses little white wolves."
Fujino removed his hand from her fluffy ears. "In short, the fish cans in the fridge are for you. Eat as much as you want; there's no need to sneak around. As for me, I have to head out for something."
White Wolf lowered her head and nodded slightly. "My lord, what business do you have going out so late?"
“There's something going on with Xiao Ai. I'm heading over to be a tool.”
Fujino walked slowly over to the sofa, picked up his suit jacket, and put it on. Then he straightened his tie. "I'll leave you two cigars, White Wolf. If that's not enough, help yourself."
"Have a safe trip!"
White Wolf waved at Fujino as he left the room, her face still bright red.
After thinking it over, she