Suzuki Vermouth Sonoko

But because Suzuki Sonoko and Mouri Ran had other plans a few days ago,

the two had not set out together, instead agreeing to meet near the sightseeing spot.

More than ten minutes later,

Mouri Ran arrived at the meeting place ahead of schedule.

She took out her phone, intending to message Suzuki Sonoko and let her know she had arrived.

But after composing it and pressing send, the message spun for a while without going through.

"?"

Mouri Ran raised her gaze and looked at the signal indicator in confusion.

It was not full, but it was definitely enough to send a message.

She was about to try again.

But this time, before she could press the confirmation button, someone suddenly came around the corner ahead.

A cheerful voice immediately followed.

"Suzuki Sonoko" waved at her. "Ran, I'm here!"

Then, perfectly in character, she bounced over, her ankle-length skirt swaying all the way.

Mouri Ran looked up at the sound, then froze for a moment.

"I rarely see you wear long dresses."

Conan also looked up, studying Suzuki Sonoko in confusion. He remembered that this classmate preferred fashionable outfits like shorts and short skirts, so seeing her suddenly wearing such a long dress felt strange.

"Suzuki Sonoko" smiled generously, lifted her skirt, spun around twice, and let it fall. "Well? Does it look good? If you're coming to a place this atmospheric to hook men, of course you have to dress a little more ladylike!"

Conan: "..." He silently looked away. That was indeed something Suzuki Sonoko would do.

Mouri Kogoro muttered, "You're wearing such a long skirt to climb a mountain? If you trip and roll down the slope, don't expect me to catch you."

Only Mouri Ran nodded obligingly. "It looks good."

Then, remembering Mouri Kogoro's