As everyone began chatting, Calvados frowned and rose to his feet. "I'm going back to my room first."
"Hm?" The old lady looked at him in confusion. "Won't you chat with your friends? It's rare for them to come over."
Calvados: "..." He didn't have friends this persistently haunting...
Though he was somewhat impatient inside, for the sake of his future peace and quiet, Calvados could only come up with an excuse like a normal person. "I didn't sleep well last night. I'm going back to catch up on sleep."
Mouri Kogoro remembered something and looked at him sympathetically. "Right. You took a solid hit from a stick not long ago, and it landed right on an old injury too. When you collapsed last night, I thought you'd been beaten to death in one blow."
Calvados's eye twitched at the sore point, and he couldn't help wondering again whether Vermouth had seen that scene. At the same time, he completely lost any desire to speak with this group. Without a word, he got up and returned to his room.
"What an introverted child." The landlady looked at the closed room door and shook her head helplessly. "He hasn't even eaten any watermelon... Forget it, I'll save two slices for him and bring them over once he's rested."
With Calvados, who was like an air conditioner, gone, everyone except Jiang Xia relaxed slightly, and the conversation became more harmonious.
Jiang Xia picked up a slice of watermelon and lifted the Snow Woman onto it so she could hold it securely. As he tried to make chilled watermelon, he half-listened to Mouri Kogoro and the old lady's idle chat.
After they had eaten several pieces of cool, sweet watermelon, the sky gradually darkened.
The landlady happened to glance at the clock and