Ai Haibara sincerely thought so.
As for Ooka, that woman was all boobs and no brains. She looked like a pampered young lady, and aside from wielding Money Power, she did not seem to have anything impressive about her.
As for Suzuki, that woman wore a headband, had a huge forehead, and looked utterly un-cute. Other than the fact that taking off her headband would send her looks skyrocketing, she had no advantages whatsoever.
As for money... although she looked rich, she had never actually wielded any Money Power.
Sure enough, I have the advantage.
In terms of housework, cooking, knowledge, and education, she utterly crushed them all.
Perhaps her greatest handicap was this body?
But it did not matter...
Deep down, she knew that she was unlikely to ever approach him in a normal way. She understood very clearly that, as things stood, Fujino merely regarded her as a little sister living in his home.
However, Ai Haibara did not truly care about any of that.
Compared to those complicated emotions, she simply wanted to stay by his side.
Perhaps one day, she really could return to her original appearance...
When that time came, she did not know how she would tell him that she had been hiding the fact that she was an eighteen-year-old girl all along.
Things were quite nice as they were now...
Thinking this, Ai Haibara shifted closer to Fujino's seat beside her and rested her head against the arm he had been using to prop up his chin on the armrest.
"..."
Fujino lowered his gaze at her, keeping his right arm beneath his chin while casually using his left hand to stroke Ai Haibara's hair as though petting a cat.
Mm, it was quite soft, and not greasy at all. She had probably