Leaving the Yoshida residence, Yuu headed straight for Kaito Kuroba's house. The address wasn't a secret; the Kurobas and the Nakamoris had been neighbors for over a decade. Aside from Aoko Nakamori telling him, it was easy enough to find out from Inspector Ginzo Nakamori.
Yuu arrived shortly before 5:00 PM. He rang the doorbell several times, but there was no answer. Just as he was considering using magic to check if the house was truly empty, the door to the adjacent house opened.
"Hoshimiya-sensei?"
It wasn't a stranger, but Aoko Nakamori, who had been fretting all afternoon. She was dressed in loungewear. due to the sweltering heat, the young girl was dressed quite scantily.
Her curvaceous body was clad only in a tank top and a pair of hot pants that barely covered her rear, fully exposing her pale skin. In particular, her long, slender legs left Yuu momentarily stunned.
Aoko and Ran were very similar, but a careful observer could spot the differences. These white, tender legs were distinct. Ran, having practiced karate since childhood, had beautifully toned muscles—long and straight, conveying a sense of healthy, athletic beauty. Aoko, on the other hand, lacked that hard edge; her legs were softer, plumper, and possessed a gentle roundness that promised a smooth, marshmallow-like texture to the touch.
Yuu stared a little too long. Aoko, realizing her outfit was perhaps too bold for a teacher's visit, shyly hid half her body behind the door.
"Aoko." Yuu withdrew his gaze at the right moment and nodded in greeting.
Aoko had a high opinion of Yuu, and she knew her current attire would captivate almost any man. After the initial shyness passed, she felt a flutter of excitement at his reaction. Her mood, which had been sour all afternoon, suddenly brightened.
"Are you looking for Kaito, Sensei?"
Seeing her curiosity, Yuu spoke directly. "I told you about Kuroba-kun's identity this morning. I figured you might hesitate to confront him alone, so I came to facilitate a direct confrontation tonight. I also want to avoid any misunderstanding—I don't want him thinking I'm trying to ruin your relationship on purpose."
Notifying Aoko in the morning was a strategic move to give her time to process the information and connect the dots. If the conflict happened spontaneously, Kaito would be caught off guard, but so would Aoko. If Kaito managed to smooth-talk his way out of it, Yuu wouldn't get a second chance to drive a wedge between them.
To avoid a wasted trip, he had chosen this time, but unfortunately, Kaito was absent.
Hearing Yuu's words, Aoko felt a weight lift from her chest. Confronting Kaito alone was daunting; she didn't know how to start, and she feared she couldn't handle the truth. But if Yuu brought it up, she could simply observe. No matter how much she looked like Ran, Aoko wasn't the same. She was a sheltered seventeen-year-old girl who had grown up loved and protected. The urge to run away from painful truths was natural.
"Sensei, if you don't mind, why don't you stay for dinner? Kaito has been running around a lot the past two days, but he usually comes home at night."
Aoko felt a bit embarrassed. Asking him to stay for dinner was partly because she wanted his support in solving her dilemma. The innocent girl couldn't hide her thoughts, and Yuu saw right through her.
He thought for a moment and decided to accept. Whether Kaito showed up or not, spending time here would boost his favorability with Aoko.
"Then I'll impose on you."
"Not at all, not at all!" Aoko opened the door happily. "I'm bored being home alone. It's great that you're willing to keep me company."
She skipped off to get slippers and lead the way. Perhaps because she was too relaxed at home, or maybe she momentarily forgot her outfit, but as Yuu followed her, he was treated to a spectacular view.
From the exaggerated swaying of her breasts, he could confirm she was wearing absolutely nothing beneath that tight little tank top. As his gaze drifted lower, he saw that with every step of her long legs and every twist of her slender waist, the bottom curves of her pale, pink-tinged buttocks peeked out from the hem of her hot pants, defying the fabric's attempt to cover them.
This was...
Vacuum! (Going commando/braless).
Gulp.
Yuu swallowed hard. This "half-hidden, half-exposed" pure eroticism was incredibly tempting. Especially since Aoko wasn't doing it on purpose, which made it infinitely more arousing. If he hadn't just drained his tanks into the sultry young housewife earlier, Yuu might have pitched a tent right there.
It wasn't uncommon for girls to go braless at home; bras were uncomfortable. Even guys liked to free-ball. Aoko had invited him on a whim and genuinely forgot, but women are sensitive to the male gaze. Even without turning around, she was certain Yuu had discovered her secret.
However, just like at the door, she felt shy but not repulsed. Even her childhood friend Kaito had never seen her like this, yet Yuu had seen it all. The thought made Aoko's heart race, and a strange heat began to pool in her lower belly. As a modern JK (high school girl) raised with proper sex education, she knew exactly what this feeling was.
She felt ashamed of her body's reaction and wanted to change into something more conservative, but doing so now would be too obvious. Hesitating, a lightbulb went on in her head.
"Sensei, please sit down. It's about time, so I'll start dinner."
Saying this, she trotted to the kitchen and tied on a pink apron.
The girl thought the apron would cover her exposed body. She didn't realize that wearing only an apron over skimpy clothes made the situation far more erotic. The narrow pink tank top and hot pants were completely hidden by the apron. From the front, she looked like she was wearing nothing but the apron—the legendary "Naked Apron" look.
Even knowing she had clothes underneath didn't diminish the lethality of the visual. The proof was the swelling in Yuu's trousers that he could no longer suppress.
The Nakamori kitchen was open-plan, connected to the living room. Sitting on the sofa, Yuu had a full view of the "naked apron" beauty. It was impossible not to look. When Aoko turned around, the view from the back was only slightly better.
Truly, only slightly.
Because of the apron's ties, her loose tank top and shorts were bunched up, rendering the already scant fabric useless for coverage. Her snow-white back, her slender waist, the rounded curve of her bottom... every inch made his blood boil.
After admiring the view quietly for a while, urged on by his "little brother," Yuu decided to advance. Aoko was a target anyway. Although this deviated from his plan, as the saying goes: Better to come at the right time than the early time. Wasting such an opportunity would be a crime against nature.
"Aoko, let me help."
"Ah? No need, Sensei..." Aoko paused, blushing. She assumed Yuu had noticed her clumsy cooking skills and wanted to help.
Aoko could cook, but not much. She only cooked when both her parents were busy. With Kid active again, Ginzo was pulling overtime. Her mother, Midoriko Nakamori, a prosecutor for the Tokyo District Court, was also swamped with work, leaving Aoko alone recently.
"I have nothing else to do. Let me help. I'd feel bad just sitting here watching you work alone."
Aoko's heart warmed. For years, whenever she asked Kaito to eat with her, she was lucky if he didn't annoy her to death; she certainly never heard such considerate words. Although she wasn't the one cooking when she invited Kaito, it was still frustrating. She had wanted to cook for him before, but the moment he heard she made it, he ran faster than a thief, acting as if her food was poison. Once or twice was fine, but after so many times, any girl would feel hurt. Eventually, Aoko stopped inviting him when she cooked.
Yuu walked into the kitchen, sidling up to her tempting body. "Don't look at me like that. My cooking skills are actually quite good."
He couldn't compare to Ran or Seimi, but against Aoko, he was a master chef.
"Then... I'll trouble you, Sensei."
Aoko didn't refuse again. It would take her a long time alone, and having Yuu help made it easier.
The kitchen wasn't small, but the counter space was limited. Moving back and forth, they inevitably brushed, bumped, and leaned against each other. The girl was practically naked; every time her soft skin touched Yuu, her face flushed and her heart raced.
Especially when Yuu's bulging crotch pressed against her apron-covered stomach or brushed against her bare lower back, she would involuntarily shiver. The atmosphere, which had calmed down due to the cooking, became awkward and ambiguous again as the girl's breathing quickened and "Little Yuu" stood tall and proud.
This strange tension lasted until dinner ended and Aoko went upstairs to shower and change. If it hadn't ended, Yuu wasn't sure if Aoko could have held out, or if he would have turned into a wolf right there.
After testing the waters, he confirmed that conquering Aoko wouldn't be hard, but the time wasn't quite right. Not just because of Kaito, but because of her insecurity about not knowing Yuu well enough. Yuu was charming, but he wasn't a succubus, and Aoko wasn't a nymphomaniac. She could accept dating and getting to know each other, but going straight to the "main course"...
Aoko was relatively traditional. She valued intimacy highly and still had her first kiss. She wouldn't just give herself away in a daze. Whenever Yuu tried to break through the ambiguity, she retreated. When he behaved, she subconsciously flirted. In short, she wanted romance, but couldn't step over the hurdle in her heart.
That was fine. He would simply bulldoze the hurdle. Step one was the confrontation with Kaito.
Unfortunately, he waited until midnight—nearly losing his patience and contemplating forcing himself on the freshly showered, fragrant Aoko—but Kaito never came home.
Instead, Ginzo and Midoriko Nakamori returned from work.
Ginzo was a middle-aged man with spiky hair, very similar in personality to Kogoro Mouri—obsessed with saving face. Whenever the two met, they clashed like a comedy duo.
Midoriko was a beautiful woman who wore glasses. The large frames hid much of her face, but they couldn't hide the sexy body wrapped in her prosecutor's suit. Her hair was pinned up, revealing a long neck, a slim waist, wide hips, and massive breasts atop long legs. She looked like a "high-performance vehicle" that would be a joy to drive.
Yuu had met Ginzo a few times at the station. After the initial surprise, they chatted happily—mostly Ginzo asking questions and Yuu answering. Finding a young man alone with his daughter late at night would make any parent ask questions.
Since they couldn't discuss Kaito yet, Aoko covered for Yuu, claiming she met him while shopping and invited him over because she was lonely. Ginzo couldn't say much, especially since Midoriko wasn't on his side. The prosecutor MILF seemed to be looking at Yuu with the "mother-in-law eyeing a son-in-law" gaze—the more she looked, the more satisfied she became. As for Kaito? Who was that brat again? She didn't know him well.
Looking at Midoriko's eyes, Yuu felt relieved but also a sense of déjà vu. He had seen that look in Sakurano Yoshida's eyes earlier that afternoon.
Hopefully, I'm imagining things...
Midoriko was definitely "rideable," but he didn't want to become "Eskimo brothers" with Ginzo. The couple wasn't divorced or separated, and he didn't want to destroy a family just for that. Yuu didn't consider himself a good person, but he wasn't that bad. Ginzo hadn't wronged him; taking the daughter was enough, no need to steal the wife too.
What Yuu didn't know was that the Nakamoris had been sleeping in separate rooms for years. Their marital life had ceased entirely since Aoko was conceived. One was a prosecutor, the other an inspector; both were extremely busy. Any free time was spent with Aoko, leaving no time for intimacy.
Midoriko had gotten used to it over the years, but as she aged, lustful thoughts inevitably crept in. At her age, a woman's desire is often at its peak, especially for someone with such a mature, sexy body. But every time she initiated, Ginzo made excuses. Not once had they succeeded. She had accumulated quite a bit of pent-up fire.
This was why she looked at Yuu the same way Sakurano did, though she herself didn't realize it, mistaking it for maternal approval.
Ginzo wasn't as openly lecherous as Kogoro, but a man in his position attended many social functions involving alcohol and women. Over the years, his body had been hollowed out by booze and vice. He looked fit from field work, but internally, like Inspector Megure, he was long past his prime. He never told anyone, not even Midoriko, and Yuu certainly didn't know.
But fire cannot be wrapped in paper. The truth would eventually come out. And the meeting between Midoriko and Yuu had already sparked the flint.
It was late. Declining the offer to stay, Yuu teleported back to the Miyano sisters. Staying at the Nakamoris' meant looking but not touching; after being teased by Aoko all evening, staying the night would be torture. After filling Akemi to the brim and taking every liberty with Loli-Ai, Yuu finally slept, satisfied.
The Next Day.
Yuu arrived at the Kuroba house early in the morning, but Kaito was still missing. The heist was in Osaka, so he was likely there preparing traps. Since he couldn't find him, Yuu decided to call. He didn't have Kaito's number, so he asked Aoko to call.
No answer.
Tsk. Just like Shinichi Kudo. They call others whenever they want, but never pick up when called.
Helpless, Yuu decided to go through Professor Agasa to find Konosuke Jii (Kaito's assistant). As Kaito's only support, Jii would definitely answer the phone. This meant exposing more of his knowledge, but Yuu was powerful enough now that it didn't matter.
This time, there were no hitches. After explaining the situation to Agasa—who was shocked to learn that Kid was Toichi and Kaito Kuroba—the bald scientist readily gave him Jii's contact info.
Agasa truly didn't know Kid's identity. He didn't know much about Toichi. Toichi and Yusaku Kudo were twin brothers, but after their parents divorced, Toichi went with the father, separating the brothers at a young age. Agasa interacted more with Yusaku. Jii was a friend who commissioned gadgets, but never mentioned Toichi.
Perhaps older brothers naturally suppress younger ones; when Toichi was active, he clashed with young Yusaku often. Just as Conan couldn't catch Kaito, Yusaku couldn't catch Toichi. However, while Conan genuinely didn't know, Yusaku likely figured it out later and reconciled with his brother. Otherwise, Yukiko learning disguise from Toichi made no sense. Nor did the fact that after Toichi's "death," both families left their only sons in Japan and moved to the US. There had to be a major reason behind it.
But none of that mattered to Yuu anymore. He just wanted to blow the lid off their secrets so they would deal with their own headaches and stop interfering with him.
At first, Yuu was interested in the family drama of the Kudos, Kurobas, Akais, and Miyanos. But now... he was only interested in the outstanding women of those families. Let Shuichi Akai, Conan, and Kid figure out the secrets themselves.
With that time, he'd rather find opportunities to conquer Chikage Kuroba, Yukiko Kudo, Mary Akai, and Masumi Sera. With these beauties assisting him, what was there to fear?
Cough.
Once he contracted these women, with their sincere help and the system's rewards, was there anything Yuu couldn't do in this world? Secrets, gossip, the A-drug, or the Pandora Gem—he could obtain them all with ease.