Conan: The story that cats and wineries have to tell

Life is like this window... Well, there's nothing outside the window that can be used as a metaphor for this fucking life. The beautiful scenery along the way has nothing in common with life. Banxia squatted on the small table of the train, staring blankly at the woods that flashed outside the window.

"Okay, Banxia, don't pretend to be deep by the window. Let's try the bento boxes sold on the train. Xiaolan picked up Banxia in one hand and put it in front of her, snatched the chopsticks from Conan's hand, and took out a piece of fried shrimp tempura from his lunch box and held it in front of Banxia.

"Meow! (Interrupting my thinking and understanding of the philosophy of life, did you lose me such a little thing!)

Banxia bit into the fried shrimp and complained indistinctly. However, this fried shrimp tastes pretty good. Banxia's eyes lit up, and she turned her head to look at the last piece of tempura left in the bento box in front of Conan, and smiled maliciously.

"What are you going to do! Sister Xiaolan! Banxia robbed me of something to eat! Conan looked at Banxia's glowing eyes, and subconsciously wanted to raise the bento box to defend his fried shrimp.

But cats are known to react seven times faster than cats. No matter how fast he was, he still couldn't stop Banxia from snatching the last piece of fried shrimp tempura in his box.

"Hmph-"

Uncle Maori, who was holding his chin in one hand, looked at the one person and one cat who were fighting, and couldn't help but snort coldly, his face full of unhappiness.

"Really, why did my classmates bring the little ghost head with them. There is also half a summer, what if you get lost.

"What does it matter, didn't you take me there five years ago?" Banxia is very obedient, so he won't run away. "

Hmph, at that time, it was because your mother had something to do, and you were still young, so I couldn't leave you alone to participate." Uncle Maori clasped his hands on his chest, looking unhappy.

Banxia licked the remaining oil stains on her paws and watched with interest as the father and daughter bickered. From the train to the entrance of the hot spring inn.

......

"Hahahaha, speaking of which, we haven't seen each other in years."

When Banxia crawled up from the hot spring with his still wet hair, he heard Uncle Maori's loud voice coming from the rest hall not far away.

"Meow (It's really cool to soak in the hot spring, but it's uncomfortable to stick to the body after the hair is wet.)

Banxia looked at the strands of hair attached to his body, sighed silently, and let Xiaolan blow it with a hair dryer for herself later.

Dripping with water all the way, Banxia walked into the lounge hall leisurely. There was no one in the large room except for the Maori uncle's classmates who were reminiscing about the past.

It seems that Xiaolan hasn't come down from the upstairs yet, and Conan is still spitting bubbles in the public bath. After a moment of entanglement, Banxia jumped hard, and landed perfectly on Uncle Maori, who was sitting on the chair and reminiscing about the past.

"Those days of hard practice, it's really nostalgic..."Uncle Maori didn't finish his words when he was interrupted by Banxia, who suddenly smashed on his stomach.

"Banxia! Why didn't you wipe yourself clean and run over! I don't know how easy it is to get sick like this! Uncle Maori looked around, and after making sure that Xiaolan and Conan were not there, he took a dry towel from the shelf not far away with a soft face and began to wipe Banxia's body.

"Wow, what a cute tabby. Let my sister hug me. Maori, is this your tabby? One of the female classmates, Noriko Ryō, looked at Banxia, who was honestly squatting in Uncle Maori's arms waiting to be wiped dry, and her eyes began to glow.

"Ahem, cough, my daughter raised it, so I wouldn't have such a squeamish pet." Uncle Maori was unforgiving, but he still carefully wiped the moisture on Banxia's body on his hands, looking like he was afraid of hurting him.

"Meow (cut, a tsundere uncle with different hearts.

Banxia glanced at Uncle Maori's disgusted expression, also rolled his eyes, turned over silently, and muttered secretly in his heart while exposing his still wet belly.

Uncle Maori is really pitiful, and a good class reunion is about to come to an end. That's the disadvantage of bringing Conan.

Thinking of this, Banxia looked up at the bald strong man sitting not far away, sighed, and tried to ignore the tempting aroma coming from around him.

"It's really a cute little kitten" looked at Banxia lying on Uncle Maori's lap, and everyone gathered around.

"Huh? What are you all looking at? Xiao Lan, who was wearing a yukata, just went downstairs and looked down and saw the other people gathered around.

"Ah, it's Xiaolan, we haven't seen each other for a long time. The last time we met, you were such a tall girl. The bald man stood up, touched the back of his head with a smile, and raised his hand to greet Xiaolan at the same time.

"You're... Uncle Shiwa? Xiaolan recalled for a long time, and worked hard to find it in the depths of her memory for a long time before she said a name with some hesitation.

Hearing this, the bald man exaggerated his expression of "defeated by you", "It's Hezhi, Zhongdao Hezhi." The head of the judo club back then was also their spiritual pillar.

Xiaolan rubbed the head of Conan, who had just walked in from outside the door, with some embarrassment, "It turned out to be Uncle Hezhi."

"I'm a police officer in Chiba Prefecture now, and I'm not going to give up halfway through my job like your father." Kazushi smugly pointed at Uncle Maori.

"Cut, big mouth, I'm called Sanshiro of Rice Flower University, Detective Maori Xiaowu..." Instead, focus all on the photo album in the chair next to you.

"Wow, this can't be our college photo album, right?" Yumi looked at the slightly familiar photo album on the chair and let out a surprised sound.

Noriko nodded and picked up the album, "That's right, I wanted everyone to reminisce, so I brought it by the way."

"Album, can you show me?" With a curious expression, Xiaolan took the album from Noriko's hand.

"Of course you can, but you have to exchange Xiao Banxia with me. See, this is a picture we took when we won the Kyoto Games. Noriko hugged Banxia, who was still in Uncle Maori's arms, stood beside Xiaolan, and explained the story after each photo for her.

"This one looks really young."

"By the way, Kazushi was dating Yumi at that time." Uncle Maori stretched out his head and looked at the two people who were glued to each other in the photo, and showed a wicked smile.

"That's right, the two of us were sad at that time, right, Ah Chun, at that time, Yumi was known as the Madonaya of the Judo Club." Noriko's husband, before Lingcheng Xingxiong finished speaking, Noriko, who was holding Banxia, drooped his eyelids and pinched his ears and pulled to his side.

"You're my husband now!" Noriko glared at her husband fiercely, "Xiao Banxia is much better than you." "

Meow (no, if I'm not mistaken, I've probably been in more arms than your husband knows women)" Banxia whispered as she looked at the two people who sprinkled dog food in disguise.

"Do you two have any now... Hey, hey, hey. Uncle Maori squeezed his eyes at Kazushi and Yumi with deep meaning, revealing a slightly obscene evil smile.

"Don't be stupid, I've already broken off with him." Yumi slammed her fist on the bare back of Kazushi's bare head who was smiling awkwardly, and squinted her eyes and looked at Kazushi in front of her with deep meaning, "Now, even Kazushi has a marriage partner." This

sentence seemed to trigger some switch, and the aroma diffused in the air suddenly became more intense. Banxia looked up at Kazushi who was bowing his head, and accurately caught a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

"Let's take a look now, Madonna has become an old lady back then, and now the economy is so sluggish, seeing that I am about to be fired from the company's personnel, I really don't want to live anymore

" Perhaps feeling everyone's stunned gaze, Yumi quickly waved her hand, "I'm joking, it's just talking, why are you so serious."

Noriko, who was holding Banxia, pushed down her glasses, her annoyed expression was mixed with a hint of worry, "Really, don't be so scary, okay!"

"But now, I'm still single and I'm the only two left, I think, or we just get married." Yumi walked up to Ah Chun and smiled evilly.

"But I..." two blushes flew on Ah Chun's round face, looking at Ah Chun, who was twisted like a little lady, Yumi laughed and slapped him on the back, "Fool, I'm joking, why are you still serious."

As these words were spoken, looking at Ah Chun with an embarrassed expression, the originally dull atmosphere dissipated as if it had encountered the remnants of the sun. Xiaolan, who was originally a little overwhelmed by the dull atmosphere, put her mind at ease again and continued to look at the photo album in her hand.

"I remember that this picture wasn't taken here five years ago? You see, there's me here. Xiaolan pointed to the photos in the album, looking very surprised.

"Meow? (Xiaolan five years ago?) Get me well! Hearing this, Banxia and Conan's eyes lit up at the same time, and they each began to quietly stretch their necks and tiptoe.

In the photo, Xiao Xiaolan is wearing a yukata and holding a table tennis racket, looking at the camera excitedly.

"Meow! (That's so cute!)

Banxia licked his paws, glanced at Conan, who was looking straight, thought about it, tried to stretch his body, and pressed one paw on Conan's head.

Looking at the round small paw prints on Conan's head, Banxia nodded, feeling much more comfortable now.

"By the way, let's go play table tennis together in a while!" Kazushi glanced vaguely at Yumi, who was also leaning over to look at the photo, and opened his mouth to propose.

"But didn't we already say we were going to see the fireworks in the evening?" Noriko looked at Shiwa with some strange eyes.

"Don't worry, the fireworks won't start until six o'clock. Isn't it just over three o'clock now? Noriko's husband crossed his hands on his hips, obviously a little moved by this suggestion.

"I don't want to fight, I suddenly feel a little tired, I'll go back and rest first." Yumi, whose face changed several times, lowered her face, ignored the others, and turned her head to walk up the stairs.

Uncle Maori looked at Yumi's back and frowned, "She's still the same, she takes everything by herself, and doesn't care what other people think."

"Okay, okay, don't care about her, let's go play table tennis, the hot spring is to play table tennis." He Zhi stretched his waist and led everyone to the billiard room.

"Wife, wife, you go up first to show your style, Xiao Banxia will give me a hug."

"Don't!"

"Give me a hug, can't I brush the bowl for a week when I go back..."