Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Hey?!"

The hero who had drawn this thing for the first time shrugged and waved the paper in his hand:

"It's definitely not acclimatized."

The hero, who is the cornerstone of the world and is loved by his own heaven, said that he had never drawn such an outrageous thing in his own world.

"Little Heavenly Dao——"

[Mr. Yun, this is not my fault. It must be a problem with the original Heavenly Dao!]

He does not yet have the ability to bestow such blessings.

Yun Xianhe, who knew his opponent's strength, let out a light click of his tongue and began to think about whether he should fight with Yuan Zhutiandao after the mission was completed.

The little detective, who was still thinking about the preview letter, jumped up, took the signature paper from the other party, and looked at the interpretation on it seriously.

Take care of your health, read your answers several times when filling them out during the exam, and accidents may happen when traveling...

To summarize simply: everything goes wrong and nothing goes smoothly.

After reading the note, the young detective's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously looked up at Yun Xianhe.

The other party still acted as if nothing had happened.

"Don't worry, this thing has always been more psychological than real. The more you think it will become real, the more you will associate it with everything you see."

Seeing that Conan seemed a little worried, Yun Xianhe spoke to comfort him.

If I didn't know, I would have thought the person who drew the note was actually Conan.

The corners of the little detective's mouth twitched after being comforted. He stuffed the note with "Great Danger" written on it back into Yun Xianhe's hand and muttered with his crescent eyes:

"Mr. Midorikawa should have followed."

At least that way the safety factor can be higher, and we can still take care of you if something happens.

Yun Xianhe pretended that he didn't hear the other party's nonsense.

After saying hello to a few girls, he followed Hattori and left.

On the way, Conan was still trying to figure out what the "12th word" meant.

Yun Xianhe on the side didn't say anything and had already started thinking about what to eat.

"Why would Kidd, who always steals gems, take a fancy to this egg this time?"

"Maybe it's for someone else?"

Yun Xianhe said casually, causing the two people beside him to turn their heads and look at him.

"Brother Xianhe, you really do know something, right?"

"It's just a guess. Come to think of it, you haven't studied the current Kaito Kid at all, right? He is not the same person as the previous one."

"The current Kaito Kidd?"

Conan muttered after hearing this.

Hattori Heiji standing by obviously didn't have much of a favorable impression of this notorious bandit.

"What a disgusting guy..."

"Hahahaha, Heiji, you're like a child throwing a tantrum."

“Huh? What are you talking about… You’re a detective’s partner, so why are you friends with a Phantom Thief?”

I get angry when I talk about these two high school detectives. It's okay if their own think tank runs away.

Yun Xianhe raised his hand and pressed it, smiling slightly:

"Anyway, he never hurt anyone, and he never took anything he stole for himself, right?"

"He is indeed a Phantom Thief, and his style of doing things is also weird."

"Haha, I think he's more like a great magician who combines his life with his performance."

This is a little bit similar to the ghost guy.

However, one is a magician and the other is a wizard, and their states of mind are different.

When the two of them saw Yun Xianhe's expression, they knew that the other party would definitely not tell them the result of the preview letter that he had inferred.

Should I say he kept his mouth shut, or should I say he was really good to his friends...

Damn it, the more I think about it, the angrier I get.

Hattori felt that if he continued like this, he might have to resort to torture or something like that, so he shook his head, looked down at Conan, and decisively changed the subject:

"By the way, Conan, what lot did you draw just now? Can you tell me?"

"Eh? I haven't even looked at that yet."

"Why? That's the predicted result of the matchup with Kidd. Aren't you curious?"

"So long-winded..."

Seeing Conan take out the signature paper, the two of them came over at the same time.

"Xiao Ji, this means there will be no result. We won't know who will win or lose. But it's much better than Xianhe's big villain."

"Hey, hey... You don't need to bring me along at this time. By the way, I haven't settled the score with you for calling Conan's name wrong again today."

"a ha ha ha…"

Hattori Heiji, who was suddenly reminded of this matter, looked at Yun Xianhe, who was smiling gently at the side, with embarrassment. He always felt that the other person's expression was a little creepy.

Just when Yun Xianhe was thinking about whether to have a "martial arts match" with Hattori, Conan beside him inadvertently read out the signature paper:

"...Traveling, the secret will be exposed, don't go... Eh? What?"

Conan was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and subconsciously thought of Xiaolan.

Could it be possible that Xiaolan would discover his identity...

No, it's impossible.

"I heard that the lottery here is very accurate."

Hattori on the side made a precise finishing blow, and Conan looked at him in disbelief:

"is that a lie?!"

Hattori added with a grin, "It's true."

Yun Xianhe looked at the obviously flustered little detective, raised his hand and tapped his chin, thinking:

"I think... maybe Conan, you accidentally said something related to Kudo again, which aroused Xiaolan's suspicion."

"Huh?! How is that possible? I've been hiding... "

The person who was talking suddenly stopped talking in the middle of a sentence.

Conan recalled that when he was with Xiaolan on a daily basis, he didn't seem to have concealed his identity very carefully.

Most of them were fooled by Xianhe...

Not good.

Realizing this, Conan swallowed, squinted at the note in his hand, and began to think about where he might be exposed.

"Wait a minute, if this note works, then Xianhe..."

Thinking of something, the two turned around and looked at Yun Xianhe at the same time.

The latter half raised his head and looked at the horizon, his eyes empty and no one knew what he was thinking.

The wind blew the boy's hair on his forehead, and the sunlight shone on his eyelashes, making his pale face almost transparent.

For a moment, the two of them seemed to think that Yun Xianhe would just melt away under the blue sky.

Hattori subconsciously reached out and grabbed the other person's arm, but he didn't dare to use too much force.

Yun Xianhe, who was suddenly pulled, blinked and looked at the other party in confusion:

"what happened?"

"…No, I thought you became transparent."

"what?"

Yun Xianhe looked down at his hands. His pale fingertips looked particularly glaring against the color of Hattori's skin.

Their eyes met, and seeing Yun Xianhe's slightly raised eyebrows, Hattori laughed dryly twice and let go of his hand.

This isn’t good…Is the last dream still not over…

Hattori Heiji half covered his mouth, tilted his head and frowned, thinking about how to forget that nightmare.

Conan, who was standing by, thought that Yun Xianhe's previous condition was due to the influence of the signature paper.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to comfort the other person, but then he heard Yun Xianhe speak:

"What to eat for lunch?"

"..." x2

The little detective's mouth twitched, and even Hattori, who was still a little nervous, looked at Yun Xianhe speechlessly.

They were overthinking it. How could a draw affect this person's mentality?

"How about teppanyaki? It tasted really good the last time I had it!"

"…So you were just thinking about what to eat later?"

"? No way? Didn't you say we were going to eat?"

Hattori opened his mouth when asked.

He looked at the 'you are so confusing' expression on Yun Xianhe's face and was speechless.

...it was really him who brought it up!

"Let's go, let's take you to eat something delicious."

Hattori said through gritted teeth.

Yun Xianhe glanced at the two people who were walking forward in silence, and began to wonder where the communication problem lay.

"My treat."

“…That’s not the question!”

This idiot! What do you mean by disappearing directly...it must be their illusion!

It was rare that Yun Xianhe looked so healthy today, so the three of them, two adults and one child, took this opportunity to have a good tour of Osaka, making up for the sudden end of their last trip to Osaka.

I don’t know if it’s because Kaito Kidd appeared today, but this afternoon was surprisingly quiet.

Yun Xianhe, who encounters cases every time he goes out with Conan, feels a little uncomfortable.

Sure enough, the title of dove of peace is not given for nothing.

At 6:30 in the afternoon, the lights came on.

The brave man bit off the tip of the ice cream cone and squinted his eyes in satisfaction. He thought for a while whether he should go back and buy the other flavors to try.

Hattori and Conan, who were walking in front of him, had been eating with each other for the whole afternoon and were so full that they could hardly walk.

Conan turned around and looked at the people whose faces were filled with joy and whose surroundings seemed to be full of flowers. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly:

"Are these things you eat really okay?"

"Ok?"

"I remember Mr. Guang said you can't eat anything that's too cold or too spicy, right?"

"Hai Hai Yi - the last one!"

"…That's what you said about your last spicy squid."

Yun Xianhe silently turned his head to look at the scenery, indicating that he didn't hear it.

It's so funny. I've finally gotten better, but Mr. Guang is not around.

If not now, when?