Amuro Tooru sat at the table and glanced at the long-haired woman.
For some reason, this eldest miss always had a melancholy air about her. The expression on her face never looked happy for even a moment; she was constantly frowning with worry.
Just now, he had found it a little strange. But now, seeing the short-haired woman's manner—whether she was flattering her or making veiled jabs—he felt as if he understood.
The short-haired woman was still talking. She pointed at the yellow-haired man from afar with her chopsticks and said to the long-haired woman, "Not to be rude, but for an eldest miss like you to actually find someone like Reiji as your boyfriend—honestly, that's way beneath you."
"Will you give it a rest!" the yellow-haired man said, though he did not look particularly angry. He used his beer can to knock aside the short-haired woman's can, took a sip, then went back to eating barbecue in big mouthfuls.
Conan sat on the other side and murmured to Jiang Xia, "An ordinary person being friends with a rich person... that combination feels weirdly familiar—Ran and Sonoko are kind of like that."
"Are they?" Jiang Xia bit into a piece of beef. He had originally wanted to say something, but it was so hot that he forgot what came next.
He hurriedly picked up an ice-cold beer—only for Amuro Tooru to swap it at lightning speed for a can of chilled juice midway—and took two sips before setting the can down.
Then he looked at the short-haired woman across from him, who was eating meat in big mouthfuls, and briefly fell into thought.
The college students really had brought a lot of ingredients. The group ate until their stomachs were round. What Hanai Takuto, who was in charge of the