Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

After eating, Yun Xianhe was in a very good mood and went to the study humming a tune.

"Xiao Tiandao, do you think I can finish writing tonight? Ahem..."

[Mr. Yun, I suggest you take a rest.]

"Good idea, let's stay up all night."

Xiao Tiandao was almost numb, and after a long while he replied:

[Mr. Yun, I hope you are happy.]

Yun Xianhe's dedication to his work is directly proportional to his laziness during normal times and when he is forced to work overtime.

Zhu Fujingguang, who rushed over to make breakfast the next morning, didn't know that his new boss had stayed up all night the previous night.

I even felt that the other person had a very healthy schedule and got up so early.

As for the incident of being caught staying up all night without sleeping, that is a story for another time.

Four days later,

After rushing to submit the latest volume of the serialized novel before the deadline, Yun Xianhe felt like he had been elevated.

"I should have known not to write a series..."

[Congratulations, Mr. Yun.]

"Conan has been pretty quiet lately."

Xiao Tiandao, who secretly watched the other party solve cases every day, did not say anything.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Thank you, Mr. Midorikawa. Oh, by the way, the editors invited me to a hot spring hotel to celebrate the completion of this volume. Would you like to come with us, Mr. Midorikawa?"

"Hot spring."

"Food and accommodation are provided."

The young man winked at Zhu Fu Jingguang slyly.

The latter returned a wink and happily agreed:

"I am honored to receive the invitation from the famous teacher Xianyunyehe."

·

So, why?

The moment he saw Kogoro Mori in the hot spring, Yun Xianhe felt as if his brain was a little confused.

Well, it must be because I stayed up too late these days and I had hallucinations.

"Is Mr. Xianhe's book almost finished?"

"Ah."

“Any plans for the next book?”

"Write a romance?"

"Youth stories are quite popular nowadays. Welcome Mr. Xianhe to visit our romance group."

"Matsushita, you're robbing someone in front of me, right?"

"No way! It was Teacher Xianhe who said it first. I just invited you casually. Pingshan, don't say anything nonsense."

Yun Xianhe, who was sitting by the pool, looked at the two uncles arguing over there, and sighed with the editors Mori Mu and Zhu Fu Jingguang beside him:

"Those two people have a really good relationship."

"..." x2

"Is Mr. Xianhe going to write youth campus literature in his next book?"

"What do you think?"

Senmu recalled the works of Yun Xianhe that he had read before.

Although it is a Brave series, the grand world view and wonderful oriental setting...

"will not."

"Let's take a look. Write whatever comes to mind. Maybe I can turn that book into a comic book?"

"So Mr. Xianhe can draw comics?!"

"Well, you'll learn it if you learn it."

"……Why?"

Kogoro Maori, who had just come out of the hot spring, was attracted by the noise and turned around to see Yun Xianhe.

"Boy Yun?"

"Good afternoon, Detective Maori, are you here to soak in the hot springs as well?"

"Yes, today I am here to meet up with my old classmates."

"Hello."

After the two sides greeted each other, they did not continue the conversation.

After soaking for a while, Yun Xianhe felt a little dizzy and blinked, and asked casually:

"Mr. Midorikawa, what kind of story do you think can move readers?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang thought for a moment, then turned to look at the boy whose cheeks were red from the hot spring water:

“Truthful and heartfelt.”

"What about the plot?"

"Something a little thrilling? Ah, but the ordinary daily life is also very warm."

"That's right..."

Having said this, Yun Xianhe slightly turned his head to glance towards Maori Kogoro.

The pair of heterochromatic eyes without glasses appeared a little blurry under the influence of the mist, and lost some of their sharpness.

"I can't figure it out."

The information rushing into his mind made Yun Xianhe frown uncomfortably and straightened up slightly.

"Teacher Xianhe?"

"Sorry, I seem a little tired from rushing to finish my manuscript the past few days. I'll go back and rest for a while."

Just as Zhu Fu Jingguang was about to stand up and follow, he was quickly pushed back by the young man.

"Idle Crane,"

"It's a rare opportunity to come here, Mr. Midorikawa, so enjoy it. I'll go back and get some sleep."

Patting the other person's shoulder soothingly, Yun Xianhe shook his head, stood up and prepared to go ashore.

"Boy Yun, are you ready to go back?"

"Yes, see you later Mr. Maori."

"you,"

The words he was about to say were cut in his throat, and Kogoro Mouri stared with wide eyes at the boy who had just come out of the hot spring.

A large hideous scar was across the other person's porcelain-like abdomen.

It made him look like a piece of jade that was broken into pieces and then forcibly pieced together.

Judging from the shape of the wound, it was a penetrating wound caused by a large object.

In addition, there are some long and short scars on the arms and thighs.

How could a teenager have such injuries? Was it a car accident?

"What's wrong?"

The young man, who didn't hear what was happening next, turned his head, half-squinting his eyes as if due to his nearsightedness.

"No, it's nothing."

There was a little silence in the hot spring pool. Yun Xianhe tilted his head, squinting his eyes and refusing to receive any information.

I always feel like there's something weird about these people.

My head hurts, I don’t want to think about it anymore.

It was not until Yun Xianhe left that the people in the bathtub seemed to come to their senses, looked at each other, and then fell silent.

"Excuse me, I think it's better for me to go and take a look."

Without giving those people a chance to react, Zhu Fu Jingguang quickly went ashore and walked outside.

He always felt that there was something wrong with Yun Xianhe's blushing face just now.

Outside the bathroom,

After changing his clothes, Yun Xianhe tapped his head, trying to digest the vast amount of information.

"As expected of a detective world, there are so many details to notice."

[Does Mr. Yun's eyes have any special abilities?]

"No, I just see through things more easily than others."

I silently replied to Xiaotian in my mind.

Yun Xianhe put on his glasses and began to consider whether to go back to sleep or go enjoy the scenery nearby.

"Conan, just come with me."

"Well, Sister Xiaolan, I think we should go..."

"What does it matter? There's no one here anyway."

"I I I..."

"Conan? Ms. Maori?"

Looking at the little detective with a 'saved' expression on his face, Yun Xianhe chuckled:

"What a coincidence, what are you two going to do?"

"Ah, what a coincidence, Yun-kun, I was planning to go to the open-air hot spring over there, but Conan refused to go with me no matter what."

Open-air hot spring? He remembered that it was a mixed bathing place for men and women, right?

Looking at Conan whose cheeks were about to burn, Yun Xianhe smiled playfully:

"I guess Conan is just too shy, but it's normal for a boy of his age not to want to take a bath with his parents."

"is it?"

Hearing this, Xiaolan looked down at Conan, and when she saw his red cheeks, she immediately laughed:

"Why is Conan so shy?"

"I don't have one!"

You feel quite annoyed, little detective.

Yun Xianhe looked at Conan who was struggling with Xiaolan in a good mood.

In fact, he had an illusion from the first glance.

From this shrunken son of fortune, he seemed to see the friend who once stood by his side.

A smart boy with a bit of recklessness.

On that cool early summer morning, I waved goodbye to him and embarked on the path of experience that I had chosen.

[“Hey! Xianhe——In time, I will become stronger than you are now! Then, let’s go on adventures together again!”]

But he knew that these two people were completely different.

"Xianhe, Xianhe?"

With his heterochromatic pupils blinking, Yun Xianhe looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang who had stood beside him without him noticing, and said in a surprised tone:

"Hmm? Mr. Midorikawa? Why did you come out?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang did not answer this question, but reached out his hand to the boy's forehead with a serious expression.

The latter tilted his head back slightly to avoid it, with a bit of confusion in his eyes:

"what happened?"

"Does Xianhe feel uncomfortable?"

The person being asked glanced at the system panel.

[Low fever] + [Slight overwork]

Congratulations to him for unlocking the new debuff.

"Sorry, it seems you have a low-grade fever?"

Looking at Zhu Fu Jingguang's serious face, Yun Xianhe couldn't help but laugh:

"Mr. Midorikawa's expression looks more serious than mine."

Zhu Fu Jingguang helplessly looked at the young man who was still in the mood to joke, and the worry in his heart was reduced a little.

"Brother Xianhe, is this your friend?"

Conan, who had finally pulled the pieces together, ran over at some point and looked up at Morobushi Kagemitsu.

The little detective's curiosity was aroused, and he wanted to unlock the new character card on the spot.

Yun Xianhe habitually stretched out his hand to rub the other person's forehead and introduced:

"This is my personal assistant Mr. Hikaru Midorikawa. Mr. Midorikawa, this is Conan Edogawa who is staying at the home of the Mori detective we just talked about."

"Hello, Midorikawa brother—"

"Hello little friend. Excuse me, Xianhe is feeling a little unwell. We need to go back and rest. Can we play with you later?"

"Brother Xianhe, are you sick again?!"

Feeling the abnormally warm hand on his head, Conan frowned slightly.

If he remembered correctly, the other party also had a low fever when they met last time, right?

Relapse?

"It's okay, just get some sleep. Conan, don't you want to go to the hot spring? Be careful or your sister Xiaolan will grab you and take you to the open-air hot spring."

"...Brother Xianhe, are you lying to the kids?"

"Pfft, isn't Conan just a child?"

Yun Xianhe noticed that there seemed to be something on Zhu Fu Jingguang's neck, so he reached out and pushed Conan towards the bathtub, blocking his sight.

"Okay, see you at the fireworks display tonight."

"Okay - goodbye, Brother Xianhe."

After bidding farewell to the little detective, Yun Xianhe turned around and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang, who seemed to have not realized anything yet, and smiled faintly:

"Let's go."

Yun Xianhe, who was forced to sit down as soon as he returned to the room, looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang who was running around to get antipyretic drugs, and gently twisted his clasped hands.

"Let's take your temperature first, Xianhe?"

The boy's fingertips were burning hot, and when they fell on Zhu Fu Jingguang's neck, he shivered involuntarily.

The fingertips gently rubbed the place that looked like a thin line,

Yun Xianhe looked at the person in front of him who seemed a little embarrassed and smiled warmly:

"The mask is out, Mr. Kidnapper."