Facing Yukiko's coquetry, although Yuu Hoshimiya had many doubts in his heart, he still decided to follow his body's instincts.
He walked straight to Yukiko, his big hand wrapping around the sexy leather-clad lady's slender waist, "Sorry, I can't say it for now."
"Eh~~ I promise not to tell anyone, just tell me~~"
Feeling Yuu Hoshimiya's breath surrounding her, a blush appeared on Yukiko's sexy and beautiful face, and then she enthusiastically hugged Yuu Hoshimiya's arm and continued to act coquettishly.
The scene of mutual affection made Hiromi Yabuuchi's eyebrows jump. She wanted to question her childhood friend Yukiko why she was getting involved with a young handsome guy when she already had a husband.
But as a mature member of society, she wisely chose to keep her mouth shut in the end.
Not to mention the inside stories of the entertainment industry, just given Yukiko's current status, these things weren't for her to interfere with.
It was already generous enough for Yukiko to come back and help for the sake of their childhood friendship.
If she really thought highly of herself and lectured Yukiko, that would be foolish.
As for the others in the Yabuuchi family, they were completely unaware of Yukiko and Yuu Hoshimiya's identities, only knowing that they were trustworthy old friends invited by Hiromi Yabuuchi to help.
Naturally, they wouldn't comment on Yukiko and Yuu Hoshimiya's intimate behavior.
Without outsiders gossiping, the contact between Yukiko and Yuu Hoshimiya became increasingly intimate.
At first glance, they were more intimate than many married couples, more like young lovers in a passionate relationship, sweet enough to make people's teeth ache.
In fact, everyone who saw them was convinced that if the time and place weren't inappropriate, these two would definitely do something even more excessive.
As one of the parties involved, Yukiko was unaware of this, completely immersed in the passionate love and interaction she had never experienced before.
Every word and every action of Yuu Hoshimiya made the heart of the international movie queen, who had never been touched by the opposite sex, tremble incessantly. Her delicate body felt unbearably hot, as if a scorching flame was burning at all times.
However, whenever she was about to lose control and show an unseemly posture, Yukiko would use her exquisite acting skills honed over many years to cover it up, and felt extremely happy about the rapidly developing relationship with Yuu Hoshimiya.
She subconsciously ignored the fact that Yuu Hoshimiya was originally a philandering carnivore, and took the rapid progress of their relationship as the result of her own efforts.
Leaving aside Yuu Hoshimiya and Yukiko's intimacy, on the other side, the Yabuuchi family members were trying hard to probe Yoshifusa Yabuuchi.
Outside Yoshifusa Yabuuchi's room, a group of people gathered together, silently cheering for Hiromi Yabuuchi.
Hiromi Yabuuchi held a tray with two cups of tea. She pushed the door open and walked in respectfully.
"Uncle, would you like a cup of tea?"
"Of course." Yoshifusa Yabuuchi, who was reading a newspaper, nodded.
Immediately after, Hiromi Yabuuchi faked a fall, splashing tea onto the fat old man's foot.
She hurriedly pretended to be panic-stricken and went to wipe the water on his left foot, taking the opportunity to roll up his trouser leg.
"Why is there no scar? You are not Uncle!"
With Hiromi Yabuuchi's exclamation, the Yabuuchi family members outside swarmed in.
The yellow-haired Yoshiyuki Yabuuchi had an extremely violent temper. He grabbed the fat old man's collar directly and shouted angrily: "You guy, indeed an imposter. Speak, how did you get the news?"
He wanted to threaten the fat old man, but soon his arm was twisted by the old man, making him speechless with pain.
Yuu Hoshimiya raised his eyebrows; this kung fu was not bad, much more powerful than many young people.
"Is the scar you mentioned this one?"
Yoshifusa Yabuuchi rolled up his right trouser leg, and indeed there was a scar on his right leg.
"Thirty years ago, in a baseball game, my foot accidentally extended onto the first base and was injured by the spikes of the base runner, resulting in this wound."
The fat old man immediately shouted in rage: "You are all doubting me. Indeed, my brother was right; no one here is a good person. So my decision to bring Carlos back was correct."
"Carlos?" The Yabuuchi family members looked puzzled.
"He is a bodyguard I hired from Brazil to protect me personally. You guys even sent me a threatening letter specifically. Without bringing Carlos back, how could I feel at ease?"
Yoshifusa Yabuuchi took out a letter from his bosom.
It was written in Japanese characters pieced together from various newspapers—"No inheritance for you. If you want to live, don't come back."
Seeing the threatening letter unfolded by the old fat Yoshifusa Yabuuchi, everyone looked incredulous.
"How is that possible?" Someone actually sent a threatening letter to Uncle Yabuuchi.
"Uncle, when did this happen?" Hiromi Yabuuchi couldn't help asking.
"About a month ago. Originally I had no interest in my brother's inheritance at all, but someone among you sent this letter, so I came back to see which idiot would do such a stupid thing." Yoshifusa Yabuuchi sneered.
"How long are you going to stay in my room? If there's nothing else, get out quickly." The enraged fat old man began to evict the guests.
The Yabuuchi family members retreated from the room dejectedly.
Yukiko saw a smile on Yuu Hoshimiya's face again. Her small face immediately showed a look of longing, and she whispered: "Yuu-kun, what did you discover again? Just tell me, a hint, just a hint, please, please."
Yukiko put her hands together, her acting skills as a big star erupting, her big pitiful eyes under her graceful eyebrows constantly looking at Yuu Hoshimiya.
Yuu Hoshimiya scanned Yukiko's graceful figure and smacked his lips.
Sure enough, it's the Conan world; everyone is mysteriously obsessed with reasoning, even a big star like Yukiko is no exception.
It is precisely because of this that a detective with a little ability is more famous than a star and earns a lot.
Shinichi Kudo, whose reasoning ability is like a cheat, was directly called the savior of the Japanese police.
Meeting Yuu Hoshimiya's gaze, Yukiko blinked her watery big eyes, pretending to be shy but actually seductive, and said: "Yuu-kun, please, just tell me some hints, and I can promise you anything in exchange."
For a woman like Yukiko, you can't let her know who is hiding a secret. With her excessive curiosity, she will always think about it, just like a cat always thinking about dried fish.
But only to Yuu Hoshimiya would she make such a hint, which also included the deliberate purpose of seducing Yuu Hoshimiya.
Hearing this, Yuu Hoshimiya's eyes lit up immediately, and he high-fived Yukiko with a smile, "Deal."
Then he pulled Yukiko over and whispered: "I have three clues. The hints are: left-handed, martial arts, mixed-race!"
After speaking, Yuu Hoshimiya kissed Yukiko on the cheek, then walked forward happily.
Yuu Hoshimiya was a genuine carnivore. Yukiko was so proactive, and now with this deal...
Regardless of the purpose of this sexy and enchanting beautiful lady, eat her up first and consider other things later.
"What, three hints, what's the connection?" Yukiko frowned and thought for a long time, then seemed to think of something, hurriedly picked up the photo to look, but it was still wrong.
She hurriedly chased after him and asked in a low voice: "Yuu-kun, are you lying to me? What kind of hints are these three!"
But soon the two caught up with the Yabuuchi family group, so Yukiko stopped talking. Instead, she hugged Yuu Hoshimiya's arm and constantly pinched the flesh on that arm.
Women are really strange; every woman likes to attack people with fingernails!
Unfortunately, Yuu Hoshimiya, with extraordinary physique, was already completely immune to this attack.
Because everyone just saw the injury on Yoshifusa Yabuuchi's right leg, and he even remembered things from thirty years ago, the Yabuuchi family members gradually began to believe that he was their uncle.
The group separated somewhat dejectedly. Hiromi Yabuuchi saw Yukiko holding Yuu Hoshimiya's arm, frowned, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull Yukiko away with a smile.
"Sorry, haven't seen Yukiko for a long time. I have something to say to her, borrowing her for a moment."
Hiromi Yabuuchi didn't intend to be nosy, but having endured for so long, seeing Yukiko and Yuu Hoshimiya's behavior becoming more and more excessive, she still couldn't control herself and planned to ask in private.
Yuu Hoshimiya nodded and walked towards the courtyard by himself.
When no one was around, Hiromi Yabuuchi looked at Yukiko with concern, "What happened to you and Yusaku? Is there a problem with your marriage?"
"No, Yusaku is fine in the US; how could there be a problem?"
Yukiko laughed, her small face full of spirit. The marriage was fake from the beginning; what problem could there be?
"Then what is your relationship with Mr. Hoshimiya? I just saw him kissing your face from behind."
Yukiko's small face turned red immediately.
Hiromi Yabuuchi said anxiously: "Yusaku is such a good person, and a world-class mystery novelist. Shinichi has also grown up. Yukiko, I know that at this age, the demand in that aspect is a bit big, but you can't, you can't cheat!"
Thirty like a wolf, forty like a tiger. Hiromi Yabuuchi, who was the same age as Yukiko and Eri Kisaki, now thirty-seven, had a profound understanding of this sentence.
Putting herself in her shoes, she felt Yukiko was probably the same.
Yukiko's face was flushed, sweating on her forehead: "I'm not cheating. Oh my, how should I explain to you!"
She suddenly found that this matter couldn't be explained no matter what. If she really had to say it, she could only say she was divorced, but looking at her friend Hiromi Yabuuchi's gossipy look, it would probably be more troublesome if she said it.
"Still not cheating? I've been there too. Seeing your actions, I know you two have had something going on for a long time. Sigh..." Hiromi Yabuuchi looked as if she wished iron could turn into steel.
"But who told you to be my best friend? I'll hide it from Yusaku for you. Fortunately, this is a rural place in Gunma Prefecture, and not many people recognize you; otherwise, you would be waiting to be on the international headlines."
Hiromi Yabuuchi shook her head, and finally, her expression changed to full of amazement.
"As expected of Yukiko Fujimine, even as a semi-old mistress, you can still hook up with such a superb man. Tell me, how are his skills?"
Seeing the drastic change in her childhood friend's attitude, Yukiko couldn't help opening her small mouth wide, completely stunned, but she quickly reacted.
"Damn girl, you are the semi-old mistress!"
A chestnut knocked directly on Hiromi Yabuuchi's head.
"Let me tell you, my relationship with Yuu-kun is not what you think at all!" Yukiko said this with full confidence.
She indeed had impure motives towards Yuu Hoshimiya, but that was the ultimate goal.
Now the two haven't even kissed yet!
Hiromi Yabuuchi returned an ambiguous look, "I understand, I understand! This kind of thing is very common in rural places."
"Do you want me to arrange the same room for you tonight? I boiled water; you can wash together tonight!"
Hearing this, Yukiko could only retreat in defeat. Sure enough, married women are fierce, completely different from a pure little virgin like her who faked marriage.
When it was almost 8 PM, dinner began. Because it was early spring and still a bit chilly, dinner was eaten at the kotatsu (heated table), and it was hot pot.
A kotatsu is a table with an electric heater underneath in the middle, and quilts hanging down to the ground on all four sides. You can put your legs and feet in to keep warm, and even sleeping with your body inside is no problem. It is a very common piece of furniture in Japan.
The Yabuuchi family's kotatsu was large, two meters wide and four meters long, more than enough for ten people to sit.
In front of people, Yukiko and her childhood friend were still being polite.
"Hiromi, thank you for preparing dinner and a place to sleep for us this time."
"Not at all, I was afraid you wouldn't be satisfied with the 'sleeping' arrangements?" Hiromi Yabuuchi winked at Yukiko while putting vegetables into the hot pot.
Yuu Hoshimiya found it very interesting watching these two women speaking false words.
Especially Yukiko; she clearly planned to stay. In the luggage bag she put in the trunk before, besides her own change of clothes, she even prepared Yuu Hoshimiya's change of clothes.
Yuu Hoshimiya roughly guessed that this trip would not end easily, but he didn't expect Yukiko, a great beauty and the protagonist's mother, to attack him so proactively.
Saying attack wasn't accurate enough; more precisely, it should be throwing herself at him.
Fortunately, Yuu Hoshimiya was gifted. Even if he sang every night, he was still energetic and had sufficient ammunition. Even a woman as voracious as a wolf or tiger could definitely be subdued by him.
Of course, it would be the same for a virgin lady who had held back for more than thirty years and was thirsty and unbearable, just spending a little more time and energy.
Yuu Hoshimiya sat next to Yukiko, and the others in the house came over one by one.
In the end, the old fat Yoshifusa Yabuuchi appeared in the room with Carlos. Seeing the hot pot, he couldn't help sneering: "Really nice, eating hot pot today, that's reassuring."
"I don't need to ask Carlos to help test for poison every day."
Hiromi Yabuuchi couldn't help frowning: "Uncle!"
"Carlos, you sit too!" The fat old man spoke to Carlos in Portuguese, and both sat down.
At this time, Yuu Hoshimiya also said in Portuguese: "Your name is Carlos; are you a mix of Brazilian and Japanese?"
The black charcoal head Carlos immediately spoke with a surprised face.
"You can speak Portuguese too."
The face of the fat old man Yoshifusa Yabuuchi beside him changed drastically: "Carlos, don't talk to him; the people here are not good people!"
The black charcoal head looked reluctant, "But..."
Yuu Hoshimiya smiled and didn't reply. The fat old man Yoshifusa Yabuuchi glanced at Yuu Hoshimiya, his eyes full of fear.
Everyone in the room looked at Yuu Hoshimiya in surprise.
"Mr. Hoshimiya, can you speak Portuguese?" Hiromi Yabuuchi looked at Yuu Hoshimiya in surprise.
"Oh, learned a couple of greeting phrases, just greeted this bodyguard just now!" Yuu Hoshimiya didn't want to expose himself, so he was modest.
Everyone looked at Yoshifusa Yabuuchi, who was facing a formidable enemy, with some doubt.
Yukiko on the side hurriedly leaned her small head over and whispered: "You can fool others, but you can't fool me. Portuguese greeting is not like this at all. When did you learn Portuguese?"
"Just flipped through a book casually and learned it; is it hard?"
It was indeed not difficult. With Yuu Hoshimiya's memory, plus the balanced and extraordinary three basic attributes, these foreign languages were really learned after casually flipping through books.
Now reading books had no fun for Yuu Hoshimiya at all.
Without the fun of exploration, it was completely filling knowledge into the brain; too mechanical, too boring, no fun at all.
Literature was the same; any foreshadowing, contrast, hidden line was clear at a glance. Without surprise, without waves, there was no interest.
One can never have too many skills; they can be unused but cannot be absent.
This was the belief Yuu Hoshimiya had always implemented.
So after reading all the books in the Beika Library once, he stopped reading.
All the books in the Beika Library were recorded in his mind and could be extracted at any time.
With his current knowledge, he knew astronomy and geography. Except for some too remote languages, he was proficient in more than a hundred foreign languages, enough to deal with ninety-nine percent of humans on this earth.
"Bragging, forget it if you don't want to say."
The international movie queen who didn't know Yuu Hoshimiya's true ability and magic naturally didn't believe it. Yukiko wrinkled her nose and turned around, picking up chopsticks to eat.
Just then, at about 8 PM, the phone in the room rang.
Hiromi Yabuuchi hurried over to answer: "Mom... yes, it's a bit inconvenient to bathe today... Mom, what's wrong with you?... Oh, okay..."
Hiromi Yabuuchi hung up the phone and said: "It seems she found a new boyfriend at the party; talking on the phone while being intimate with another man!"
The yellow-haired younger brother Yoshiyuki Yabuuchi frowned: "This guy is really something; Dad has only been gone for over a month, and she found a boyfriend again."
"Alright, stop talking, let's eat!"
Everyone sat on cushions, put their feet into the kotatsu, and started eating.
Because the table was huge, everyone sat in pairs separately. The Hidekazu couple, the Yoshiyuki couple, Yoshifusa Yabuuchi and Carlos, and Yuu Hoshimiya and Yukiko; naturally, there was no worry about feet touching underneath.
Yuu Hoshimiya picked up mushrooms and fish from the hot pot and put them in Yukiko's bowl. These were foods Yukiko liked to eat, and Yukiko accepted them happily.
As for how Yuu Hoshimiya knew Yukiko's favorite foods...
Yukiko wanted to conquer Yuu Hoshimiya and monopolize him, investigating a lot about Yuu Hoshimiya.
Yuu Hoshimiya wanted to poach and turn Yukiko into his own shape, so naturally, he did a lot of homework too.
Hiromi Yabuuchi on the side couldn't help shaking her head seeing this scene. Dare to say the two have no relationship!
The weather, inexplicably turning into early spring, was very suitable for eating hot pot. Eating until the body was warm, this meal was very satisfying.
Just as Yukiko was gorging herself, she suddenly felt an extra hand on her jeans. Her body trembled, turning to look at Yuu Hoshimiya, only to see him raising his eyebrows.
Yukiko and Yuu Hoshimiya had already changed into casual clothes; the dusty clothes from just now had long been taken off and put into the washing machine.
At this moment, Yukiko was wearing a dark red shirt, underneath were jeans with holes, and a red ribbon hung around her neck, setting off her elf-like small face beautifully.
Yuu Hoshimiya's big hand was on Yukiko's jeans at this moment, grabbing Yukiko's elastic beautiful leg.
Because Yukiko was sitting cross-legged, Yuu Hoshimiya's left hand followed the curve of her calf to Yukiko's jade foot, mischievously scratching her sole, counting the crystal-clear toes one by one.
Yukiko, biting a meatball, couldn't help laughing out loud, and the meatball fell down instantly.
Yuu Hoshimiya immediately caught the meatball in mid-air with chopsticks, and then put it back into Yukiko's bowl.
"Careless even when eating; laughing with a meatball in your mouth, you are so strange."
Everyone was shocked seeing Yuu Hoshimiya's swift reaction.
Yukiko glared at Yuu Hoshimiya, while Yuu Hoshimiya didn't take it to heart at all.
His left hand was extremely flexible and began to climb up, soon reaching Yukiko's thigh.
Coincidentally, there was a quite large hole in the jeans here; the left hand slipped in at once, grabbing Yukiko's thigh.
Yukiko's face turned red immediately, and she couldn't help glaring at Yuu Hoshimiya.