Chapter 145: A Very Useful Poison
After Yuri left, Yor breathed a sigh of relief and plopped down on the sofa.
Actually, she'd almost completely sobered up halfway through the kiss.
However, she'd chosen to continue pretending to be drunk.
After all, this was the first time she'd acted like this in front of her younger brother.
She felt incredibly shy, as if all her dignity had been shattered. It would be difficult to face Yuri in the future.
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"Your brother is really something, with that baby face—you could easily mistake him for seventeen. At such a young age, he's already a conference secretary for diplomats at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. He'll definitely become a very capable diplomat in the future."
Yor didn't answer, instead grabbing a cushion and covering her head like an ostrich.
"Are you alright?" Natsukawa coughed twice, deliberately not mentioning the kiss, and stepped forward to ask with concern. "Are you feeling unwell after drinking so much? Wait a moment—I'll make you some ginger tea to help you sober up."
Only after Natsukawa went into the kitchen did Yor move the cushion away and secretly take a sip of water.
Footsteps approached, and Yor, like a startled deer, covered her head with the cushion again.
Natsukawa smiled but didn't say anything, beginning to clean up the mess in the living room.
"Wait just a bit longer. I'm boiling water—it'll be ready in about fifteen minutes. Rest for now."
A gap appeared in the cushion as Yor peeked at Natsukawa.
During the day, Natsukawa had been like a knight, rescuing her from the crime scene.
At night, he was like a gentle husband. Men who do housework are so attractive!
And most importantly, his cooking was absolutely delicious!
Yumi used to say that all men were terrible, but Natsukawa seemed to prove otherwise.
Maybe Yumi only said that because she'd been dumped before. Tomorrow she'd brag to her about Natsukawa—such a wonderful boyfriend deserved to be shown off!
Thinking about all this, she suddenly remembered something.
Today was Valentine's Day!
Right!
She'd even made chocolates!
Although the murder case had prevented the party from being a complete success, her chocolate-making had gone perfectly.
"I remember—I think I left them in the car."
After confirming that Natsukawa had returned to the kitchen, Yor sneaked outside and retrieved the chocolate from the GT-R.
Fortunately, it was the rainy season. The weather was humid and cool, so the chocolate hadn't melted from being left out for so long.
Ten minutes later, Natsukawa brought over some warm ginger tea.
"Yor, drink this quickly to help you sober up."
"Oh~"
Yor took the ginger tea, took a small sip, then set it on the table.
"Is it not good?"
"No, I have something to give you."
This was the first time Yor had given a gift to a man, and her face turned red all the way to her ears. She was incredibly shy, and her outstretched hand trembled slightly.
"A gift?" Natsukawa looked at the gift box curiously, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
This is chocolate, right? Chocolate that Yor made herself.
Untying the ribbon and opening the exquisite gift box, what came into view was a brown-black chocolate with an intricately carved exterior.
The chocolate wasn't large, but the patterns were clear and distinct, and it did smell quite fragrant.
"Did you make this yourself?"
Yor nodded seriously and answered earnestly, "I chose a mold, then melted store-bought chocolate and let it cool again. I added some liqueur, so it should be fine. Try it quickly!"
Natsukawa breathed a sigh of relief. If it was just melting and cooling, then it should be safe.
If Yor had made it completely from scratch, then it would be hard to say.
With past experiences still fresh in his mind, Natsukawa felt he should exercise caution and asked, "So it's liqueur-filled chocolate? Did you add anything else?"
Yor shook her head, her expectant gaze fixed on Natsukawa's face.
That's good. Natsukawa swallowed his worries and picked up the chocolate, breaking it in half.
"Ahh~"
Yor asked expectantly, hands clasped to her chest, awaiting Natsukawa's evaluation.
"Mmm! The aroma of liqueur and the rich scent of chocolate blend together in a unique way—it's delicious."
However, the next moment...
Thud!
Natsukawa seemed to freeze in place, his smile becoming fixed, then he closed his eyes, his legs gave out, and he collapsed stiffly onto the sofa.
Yor: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
Hey! This is too much!
Yor covered her mouth in disbelief, poking Natsukawa's arm, only to find no response.
If she couldn't still feel Natsukawa's heartbeat, Yor would have thought she'd created a lethal poison.
At this moment, Anya rushed over, clutching a medicine bottle.
"Anya, why aren't you asleep yet?"
This little one—could she have been watching the entire time? Otherwise, she wouldn't have come out so quickly.
So besides her brother, Anya had also seen her kissing Natsukawa?
While Yor was lost in these thoughts, Anya had already handed her the medicine and then ran off, afraid that Aunt Yor might also make her try a bite.
As for what Aunt Yor had just been thinking... hehe.
Not only had she seen it—she'd even filmed it!
This video must be kept safe. When Papa and Aunt Yor got married in the future, this recording would be played on the big screen—it would be so heartwarming!
"Eh..."
Yor was confused. This wasn't the time to worry about Anya—was Natsukawa going to be alright?
Also, why did everything she made turn out like this?
The stew last time, the chocolate this time—both incidents clearly pointed to a problem.
She'd only ever cooked for Yuri before, but Yuri never had this reaction. Did Yuri have some special constitution?
"Aunt Yor, Papa will wake up in a little while, so don't worry~"
Anya's voice came from upstairs, followed by the sound of her door slamming shut.
Click.
The door locked.
Yor sighed, feeling disappointed in her cooking skills, but these two failures only fueled her competitive spirit.
"Why does my cooking turn out like this? I don't believe it!"
Yor decided that starting tomorrow, she would work hard to improve her culinary skills.
She'd been learning in isolation all along, always hearing Yumi talk about how great her cooking was—she'd go ask her for advice tomorrow.
She was going to be a wife and eventually a mother. If she couldn't even cook properly, how could she fulfill that role?
Yor stayed by Natsukawa's side for an hour.
An hour later, Natsukawa finally woke up.
The first thing he did upon opening his eyes was jump up and sprint toward the bathroom, not even having time to speak to Yor.
Damn it! Damn chocolate! Damn Valentine's Day! Mrs. Minagawa must have poisoned the pot when she used it—that's why Yor's chocolate had this effect!
I almost died!
Natsukawa didn't want to blame Yor for his fainting spell.
But next time, he'd handle all the cooking.
A lady should just wait to eat the finished meal.
Natsukawa stayed in the bathroom for an hour, and when he finally emerged, it was almost midnight.
Now he was beginning to regret not taking those two famous detectives' experiences more seriously. Only through personal suffering could one truly understand their pain.
He knew Anya had given him the medicine. Although he'd been completely unconscious and weak when he fainted, he could still hear a little, like someone in a vegetative state.
Speaking of which, this fainting episode wasn't entirely without benefits. If someone combined Yor's cooking with a strong laxative, it might become a new type of incapacitating agent.
A one-hour knockout, followed by an hour in the bathroom, with no lasting problems afterward—what a useful poison!
Sometimes operations needed something exactly like this. At most, the target would attribute it to food poisoning. It couldn't be more perfect!
(End of Chapter)
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