Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

boom!

"?! Are you two okay?"

The crisp sound of impact is painful to hear!

The hero, who hit his head for the second time today, half-knelt down with his hands covering his forehead, with a distorted expression.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, with stars in his eyes, took three or four steps back and was about to fall on his back.

Conan, who was walking behind, was startled by this sudden situation:

"Brother Xianhe, Mr. Midorikawa?!"

The young detective hurriedly grabbed Zhu Fujingguang, preventing the other party from hitting the ground with the back of his head.

"Sh ...

Yun Xianhe, who was squatting on the ground, struggled to get up, holding the door frame with one hand and pressing the other hand on his forehead.

It feels like it's swollen.

On the other side, Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had managed to stabilize himself, shook his head, finally shaking off the dizziness, and then hurried forward:

"Are you okay Xianhe?! Are you dizzy?!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was barely standing, looked at Yun Xianhe nervously, and was a little swaying.

Conan next to him noticed:

"Brother Xianhe, your forehead is swollen?!"

"I'm fine."

I feel a little dizzy... Is there a blister?

In the end, it was Kogoro Mouri, who was a little slow to come out to help find people, who took on everything and carried the two people, one in each hand, to the vacant sofa.

Conan took this opportunity to ask the hotel staff for a first aid kit and ice packs.

Even though the brave man had run such a long circle outside, he couldn't help but shiver when he felt the big lump of ice falling on his forehead.

Maori Kogoro first glanced at Morifushi Kagemitsu, who was fine but still in shock.

He turned his head and looked at Yun Xianhe, who was covered in snow, and complained with his half-moon eyes:

"Where have you been late at night?"

"Found a lost little animal."

"Huh? You didn't run off into the mountains, did you?"

Although it is true.

"No."

The hero said it bluntly, clearly not wanting to talk any more.

Feeling the other party's rejection, Maori Kogoro curled his lips, turned around and walked away as if he was a little angry:

"Really... none of you kids are worry-free."

Uncle Maori walked away mumbling.

Zhu Fu Jingguang finally came to his senses after a long while and looked at Yun Xianhe who was holding an ice pack.

There was a lot of snow on the latter's shoulders, which had now melted due to the room temperature and turned into dark marks on his clothes.

Zhu Fu Jingguang opened his mouth, but decided to first pay attention to the other person's swollen forehead.

"Are you ok?"

"Ah."

"Do you want to bandage it?"

Yun Xianhe, feeling that the pain had subsided a lot, slowly took off the ice pack, stood up and walked towards the room:

"No, I have medicine. Good night, both of you. I'm going to rest now."

I have to find an opportunity to teach that stupid wolf to bark like a dog these days, and then disguise it as a husky and take it back.

Morobushi Kagemitsu, who stayed where he was, looked at Conan, who was holding the medicine box, and they both sighed.

Yun Xianhe returned to his room and washed up first.

After seeing the physical recovery conditions limited by the system, he ignored the bump on his head and went straight into bed, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

The next morning, Yun Xianhe found a loose knitted hat in the system space and put it on, successfully covering the bump on his forehead that had not yet subsided.

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at his forehead several times at the breakfast table.

In the end, Mr. Guang sighed helplessly as he was still unsure whether the other party was a good person or not.

Seeing Yun Xianhe seemed to be planning to go skiing in the morning, he quickly caught up with him:

"Xianhe, do you want to join us for a snow hike today? I heard we can see swans."

It's always safer to stay by your side.

Yun Xianhe looked back at Zhu Fu Jingguang, then looked past him at the Swan Lake on the wall.

If it's just the morning, you can still play around in the afternoon.

And you can come back for lunch.

Seeing the other party's expectant eyes, Yun Xianhe smiled at him:

"it is good."

"Wow—there's so much snow outside!"

"Let's have a snowball fight!"

"Hey, Brother Xianhe, do you want to join us?"

The three little ones looked at the sparkling snow outside illuminated by the sunlight, their eyes full of surprise.

Yun Xianhe looked down at Bu Mei, smiled slightly and shook his head:

"No, go play."

"Hayi——" x3

The children, who had known that this would be the answer, ran out eagerly.

Conan, who was walking behind, looked at Yun Xianhe who seemed to be in low spirits and felt a little curious.

He remembered that when they went out before, the other party liked to play snowball fights.

"Conan, come too!"

"Let's go! Stop pestering Brother Xianhe!"

"Huh? I won't, hey hey hey? Okay, okay! I get it!"

Yun Xianhe looked at Conan being dragged away and curled the corners of his lips slightly.

"Xianhe doesn't want to play?"

"I just finished breakfast and don't want to move."

After hearing this reason, Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled.

Although he thought that the other party might be trying to evade him, he also felt that it was something that the other party could say.

Yun Xianhe suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Zhu Fu Jingguang:

"I'm going out to enjoy the scenery. If you need to leave, just give me a call, Mr. Guang."

"it is good."

When I went out, I saw Mizuki Tono, a hotel staff, shoveling snow, and children were playing snowball fights in the distance.

Yun Xianhe put his hands in his pockets, walked to the edge of the guardrail and looked at the group of noisy children. He calmly released a small reconnaissance robot and threw a large piece of meat along with it.

The cylindrical reconnaissance robot used its slender mechanical arm to lift up the piece of meat, then turned invisible and rushed into the mountains without looking back.

Yun Xianhe, leaning on the guardrail, let his eyes go and thought aimlessly.

How many meals does a wolf eat in a day?

He had only raised a wolf-type beast spirit with Mianhua, and that creature didn't eat meat, so it didn't have much reference value.

Three meals a day is enough, right?

The wolf who won by doing nothing doesn't know that he is about to start a fat wolf life.

On the other side, four people who were playing so engrossed in the game didn't pay attention and ran directly into someone else's yard.

Maybe it was because the noise was too loud. Yun Xianhe watched the window facing the yard being opened by the owner, and then he looked at Conan and the others with a confused face as if he had just woken up.

Toono Mizuki, who was shoveling snow nearby, noticed the movement at the window and froze in disbelief.

Yun Xianhe glanced at him and remembered the story he heard last night.

The sister who was hit and killed...was she really hit and killed herself?

On the other side, Conan saw the boy standing in front of the window without moving, so he apologized first:

"I'm sorry we came into the yard without permission."

The pale-skinned boy hesitated for a moment, and struggled to squeeze out two syllables from his throat: "Me, me too!"

After realizing that he could speak, he looked at Conan and the others in surprise:

"I want to join you guys... I also want to... have a snowball fight with you guys!"

After having this dream for eight years, the child who woke up again was still as innocent as ever.

Toono Mizuki, who noticed what the other person said from a distance, opened his mouth in surprise, as if he was greatly frightened.

Yun Xianhe looked at the man who seemed unaware even when the snow shovel slipped from his hands, and withdrew his gaze indifferently.

He looked at the child in the distance and murmured softly:

"A vegetative patient who has awakened?"