Conan: Top succubus, crazy CP

Chapter 1015: "Rich" in Generosity

London.

In a high-end hotel suite.

A young girl who looked energetic, had playful short hair, and a thin T-shirt that could not hide her toned figure, was pacing around the room anxiously, almost wearing out the carpet.

"Why hasn't Mom come back yet? Didn't we agree to meet at this time?" The girl checked her watch, her brows furrowed. "Could something have really happened? Is that 'Dad' really a trap?"

She impulsively wanted to rush out to help, but her reason told her that this might disrupt her mother's plans and cause more trouble.

Just as she was debating whether to count to ten and rush out—

"Dong dong dong."

There was a gentle knock on the room door.

The girl's eyes lit up, and she immediately rushed to the door, opening it while shouting excitedly: "Mom! You're back! Have you seen Dad? He's not dead..."

Her words stopped abruptly.

Because the doorway... was empty, not even a ghost.

"Hey? Where's that person?" The girl was stunned. Puzzled, she stuck her head out the door and looked around in the empty hotel corridor. "No one? Who knocked on the door? A prank? Or am I hallucinating?"

Just as she was mumbling and about to retract her head and close the door, a weak voice with a familiar tone came from below her feet, from an angle she would never notice normally:

"Massive..."

This voice... sounds a bit like my mother's, but also a bit... too childish?

The girl was startled by the sudden sound and subconsciously looked down—

She saw a little girl who was only seven or eight years old. She was soaking wet, with short golden hair sticking to her cheeks and blue eyes like a lake. She was standing quietly at the door, looking up at her.

The little girl was wearing a high-end windbreaker jacket that was too big for her petite body and was obviously for an adult woman. The hem of the jacket dragged on the ground, making her look disheveled and pitiful.

"Who... who are you?" The girl's eyes widened, a look of confusion on her face. "How do you know my name?"

This sentence also exposed her own identity without any preparation.

Sera is pure.

Akai Mari's youngest daughter.

A lively girl who is female but has a boyish personality and appearance.

Well... a detective (self-proclaimed).

The little girl raised her head and looked at her with blue eyes that were completely inconsistent with her young body. They were filled with a calmness beyond her age and deep fatigue. In her childish voice, she said something earth-shattering:

"It's me...I'm mom."

She paused, as if gathering her strength, and then spoke in a clear, yet somewhat helpless tone, "They gave me a strange drug...which caused my body...to become like this."

She emphasized again, her tone full of unquestionable certainty: "I am your mother, Akai Mari."

Akai Marie!

Sera Masumi was struck by lightning and her brain instantly shut down.

This adorable little thing in front of her, the one she could lift with one hand and the one she needed to squat down to look at... was it her agile and powerful mother?!

What kind of international joke are you kidding? !

Is it April Fools' Day today? Or is she still asleep?

The impact of this was ten thousand times more outrageous than the news she had just learned that her father, who was believed to have died in the line of duty seventeen years ago and whose grave was covered in grass several meters high, might still be alive.

But Sera Masumi's nerves are obviously much stronger than those of ordinary people, or her brain circuits and receptive abilities are different from those of ordinary people, and she has a passive skill of "quickly accepting surreal settings."

After the initial shock, she quickly squatted down, placed her hands on the little girl... no, on the "mom's" thin shoulders, and leaned in to examine her closely like a scanner, with a look of disbelief written all over her face: "Wow, this is so cool!"

"Really?! Are you really my mother?! This...this is amazing!"

She pinched her chin, adopting a thinking posture she had learned from a famous detective in Kanto, although it looked a bit out of place.

She observed carefully: the loose, soaked coat on the little girl was indeed the same one her mother wore when she went out today; the dazzling blonde hair was exactly the same as her mother's; and although she had a petite figure, the faint outline of a bulge on her chest was not in line with her age...

Well, this familiar, enviable and jealous curve is indeed very motherly. Even if it has shrunk, it still stands out from the crowd.

With all the evidence before her, she had no choice but to believe it.

Damn mom, she has turned into a little loli, and I still want to hit her with her figure!

Damn genetics!

“It’s unbelievable…”

Sera Masumi muttered to herself, but the next second, she accepted this absurd reality very decisively and without any obstacles. Without a trace of embarrassment or awkwardness on her face, she changed the subject very naturally, even with a hint of novelty in her tone: "Mom, please come in first. You'll catch a cold in wet clothes. You're too small to withstand the cold."

As she spoke, she took the lead and walked into the room like a reliable sister. She even tried to bring her mother in, but was glared back at by Akai Mari with a cold look.

"Um......"

Akai Mary responded softly, feeling the unprecedented weakness brought about by her body's shrinkage and the discomfort of everything around her becoming larger. She took some steps with her short legs and stepped over the threshold which was a bit high for her.

"Cough cough...cough cough..."

She couldn't help coughing twice more, covering her mouth with her little hands, frowning slightly.

Sera Masumi was just about to go to the bathroom to get a dry towel and hair dryer when she heard the cough. She immediately turned back with concern, her tone filled with motherly worry: "Mom, why are you coughing? Did you catch a cold from falling in the river? I told you the river water is not clean!"

Akai Mari frowned, she herself was also confused, and felt her physical condition: "I don't know... I don't have a fever or other discomfort, but my throat is a little itchy and I can't help coughing."

She speculated based on her rich experience, although this experience did not include shrinking her body: "Maybe it's a side effect of that strange medicine..."

After all, if they can rejuvenate people, it seems reasonable to add a cough debuff, right?

"Oh, really? It's a side effect of the medication..."

Sera Masumi nodded, not quite understanding. She could instantly accept the surreal fact that medicine could turn a person from a mature lady into a cute loli overnight. The side effect of a mere cough was not worth mentioning, like a buy-one-get-one-free gift.

A yandere beauty can sometimes be more attractive.