What's the Relationship Between Tight Clothes and Bandages?

May 31st, early morning.

After turning off the lights last night, Jiang Qiuyi couldn't stay quiet for long and started secretly moving her hands and feet under the covers.

Even though she didn't go too far, being in the same bed in the dark with a man and a woman, even if Chen Wen was a block of wood, it was hard not to feel a heat rising through his body.

After Jiang Qiuyi's playful antics, when sleepiness took over, she hugged Chen Wen's arm, draped one leg over him, and fell into a deep sleep.

This left Chen Wen awake all alone, his eyes open until dawn.

Even with the air conditioning set to 24 degrees Celsius, it couldn't cool Chen Wen down.

In the middle of the night, when Jiang Qiuyi was fast asleep, she released Chen Wen's arm and lay flat on her side.

Only then was Chen Wen freed. He lifted the covers to let some air in, only to discover his back was already drenched in sweat.

Blowing in the air-conditioned wind like that, when Chen Wen woke up in the morning, he felt a slight heaviness in his nose, suspecting he had caught a cold.

Chen Wen sat up and leaned against the headboard, turned off the air conditioning, and reached out to pull open the curtains.

The faint morning sun from outside slipped in through the window, falling on the delicate side profile of the girl beside him, outlining her fine and charming features.

Catching sight of this beautiful scene, Chen Wen felt a rare surge of affection from within, like a soft little paw scratching his heart.

At this moment, looking at Jiang Qiuyi's fair and gentle face, Chen Wen instinctively felt the urge to lower his head and kiss her.

But before he could make a decision, Chen Wen felt an itch in his nose--

"Achoo!"

"Mmm..." Jiang Qiuyi mumbled, groggily opening her eyes. Seeing Chen Wen, she opened her eyes halfway and reached out playfully, "Want a hug~"

Chen Wen pretended not to hear, swung his legs to the floor, and prepared to get up.

As a result, Jiang Qiuyi immediately sprang out from under the covers, hugged Chen Wen tightly from behind, her warm and delicate face pressing against his, and asked sleepily with her eyes still half-closed, "What time is it?"

Chen Wen felt the pressure on his back, turned his head to glance at the clock on the wall: "Six o'clock."

"It's only six... Let's sleep in a bit longer on the weekend."

"You can keep sleeping, I need to go for my morning run."

"No way, I have to go with you."

"Then get up."

"I can't get up~ Can you carry me to the bathroom~"

A few minutes later, Chen Wen helplessly reached out, lifted the girl's smooth and soft thighs, and carried her out of the bedroom and into the bathroom.

"Am I heavy?"

"Yes."

"?" Jiang Qiuyi pouted, "Are you saying I'm fat?"

"...No." Chen Wen calmly analyzed, "According to physics, it's more energy-efficient to support your butt."

"Oh~" Jiang Qiuyi giggled, leaning close to Chen Wen's ear and blowing softly, "So you wanted to touch my butt?"

Chen Wen didn't say anything. He put Jiang Qiuyi down on the bathroom floor, picked up her "Blue Rabbit" toothbrush, squeezed toothpaste onto it, and handed it to her.

Jiang Qiuyi had already squeezed toothpaste onto Chen Wen's "Rainbow Cat" toothbrush, and they swapped toothbrushes.

This was a small rule Jiang Qiuyi had set.

By squeezing toothpaste for each other, they could slowly cultivate and deepen their feelings.

"My package should have arrived. Remind me to get it after breakfast," Jiang Qiuyi said while brushing her teeth.

"Okay," Chen Wen nodded. "When are you filming your video today?"

"Hmm..." Jiang Qiuyi tilted her head and thought for a few seconds. "After my morning run, I'm going to sleep a bit more, then get up to review my studies."

"As for filming, I'll think about it this afternoon."

"There's no rush anyway. I plan to post it next Tuesday or Wednesday, and the next video after that won't be until after the final exams."

After washing up, they changed into their workout clothes and went downstairs for their morning run.

Chen Wen, as usual, ran with her for one lap, then Jiang Qiuyi went to buy breakfast. After Chen Wen finished the remaining two laps, they ate breakfast together, collected the packages, and returned to their rented apartment.

After showering, Jiang Qiuyi snuggled back into Chen Wen's bed, planning to catch up on sleep.

Chen Wen looked at the girl on the bed, feeling that his days of sleeping freely might be over.

Shaking his head, he closed the bedroom door and walked into the workshop, continuing to polish the blade of Lambent Light.

The polishing process was tedious. It wasn't until around ten o'clock, when Chen Wen felt a slight ache in his arm, that he stopped.

He cut a long strip from the oak wood and took out the Flame Frequency Processor, which he had barely used, from the cabinet.

He checked it according to the standard procedure and, confirming that the equipment was usable, felt relieved. He left the workshop for now, planning to perform the flame frequency treatment and soften the oak to make the sword hilt in the afternoon.

Returning to the bedroom, Jiang Qiuyi had already woken up and was sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking at study materials.

Chen Wen didn't disturb her and sat down at the computer to continue editing the Elucidator's video.

As it neared noon, Chen Wen felt Jiang Qiuyi wrap her arms around his neck from behind, and her voice came to his ear, complaining, "So tired~"

"Shall we get lunch?"

"How about ordering takeout?"

"Or we could go out to eat?"

Jiang Qiuyi started talking and didn't stop, while Chen Wen just listened quietly.

In the end, Jiang Qiuyi chose the easiest option and ordered two takeout meals.

After lunch, Jiang Qiuyi took out the package from the morning. After opening it, she found a clump of dark stuff.

This was the Conan Black-Clad Person cosplay costume.

Every time a murder case appeared around Conan, before the killer's identity was revealed, the anime would "black-clad person" the killer's image, leaving suspense.

This was the origin of the Conan Black-