Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

[Beep, do you want to save the current progress and exit the game? ]

The outstretched finger paused, then lightly tapped on the [Yes] option.

The consciousness connection is disconnected and the safety measures of the game cabin are revoked.

In the real world,

Yun Xianhe opened his eyes, stretched his body, and stood up humming an untuned song:

"What's for dinner tonight?

Colorful mushroom soup, one bowl is not enough, two bowls are half full, three bowls are too much -

The sorrow-relief mushroom soup, one mouthful will make you close your eyes, two mouthfuls will make you ascend to heaven, three mouthfuls will make you see heaven——

Mushroom soup, mushroom soup, one second I’m eating and the next second I’m in the intensive care unit—hum↘hum→hum↗~”

This is what Conan heard when he came back with water after leaving for a while.

He looked at Yun Xianhe who was moving his hands and feet there, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Yun Xianhe did a set of stretching exercises and when he looked up, he saw Conan holding a soda.

He greeted the other party enthusiastically:

"Hi Conan, good evening."

"...Brother Xianhe, you must have had a good dream just now, right?"

"That's right! I dreamed that I tricked several people, and they didn't realize what I did until I woke up from the dream."

Thinking of Rum lying on the bed, Yun Xianhe felt better.

He walked up to Conan in two or three steps and snatched the unopened soda from his hand.

Conan watched the other person take away his drink and smiled with his half-moon eyes.

"Haha, really?"

"Hehe, I even got a new name in my dream."

He casually put away the empty soda bottle, then stuffed the ice soda he had just exchanged from the system into Conan's hand.

The chill was even stronger than before, and Conan curled his fingers uncomfortably.

Perhaps it's because Yun Xianhe uses this kind of magical skills quite often in his daily life, so Conan is no longer surprised by it.

He opened the soda and took a sip.

Feeling the bubbles bursting on the tip of his tongue, Conan squinted his eyes comfortably and asked vaguely:

"A new name?"

"A name you wouldn't even call me."

Looking at Yun Xianhe's mysterious look, Conan rubbed his chin out of habit.

The little detective's glasses reflected a strange light, as if he had suddenly thought of something:

"Bad guy?"

"It's getting a little closer—"

The brave man habitually reached out and rubbed the other's round head, and finished the next sentence in a light tone,

"They called me a 'devil'. Ha! It's quite novel, isn't it? I haven't heard such a name for a long time. Before, I mostly heard 'monster' and 'freak'. Those people can't bear it psychologically..."

The brave man talked blah blah.

There was a faint teasing smile between his brows, as if he found it very interesting.

Conan on the side looked at the smile on the other person's face, frowned slightly, then raised his hand and grabbed the other person's wrist:

"Xianhe, you are not a monster, nor a devil."

The smile on the corner of his mouth froze for a moment, then was quickly covered up.

Yun Xianhe looked down at the serious-looking little detective and felt his throat go dry.

His wrist being pulled made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Gently breaking free from the other person's fingers, Yun Xianhe laughed and said:

"Of course I know. I never take what outsiders say seriously, let alone a dream or something like that... By the way, what did you do this afternoon? Where are Mr. Guang and the others?"

Clumsy way of changing the subject, perfect expression management.

If Conan hadn't been staring at the other person, he would have almost been fooled by him.

The little detective reviewed the entire trip from the beginning to now, and it seemed to be exactly as Mr. Hikaru Midorikawa had analyzed with them not long ago.

Everyone found their partners and friends, and reunited with them with laughter.

Even Maori and Professor Agasa, who did not play along, were well taken care of.

…Everyone ignored the hero.

Looking at Yun Xianhe in front of him, who seemed like nothing had happened and still had the energy and mood to chat with him about all sorts of things, Conan let out a long sigh.

He said helplessly:

"If you feel lonely, you should speak up..."

Also.

Coming to a strange city alone, even though there are more and more people around me who are called "friends".

However, the loneliness that has lingered in each other since the beginning has never dissipated.

As the other party's admitted best friend, he didn't even notice.

Whether it's an invitation to go out without hesitation or a feeling of being unable to rest...

Aren't they all manifestations of fear of being alone?

Thinking of this, Conan grabbed the other person's wrist again, forcing Yun Xianhe to shift his attention to himself:

"Didn't Brother Xianhe say that I'm your best friend?"

“Ah… this…”

"If you don't say it out loud, I won't be able to tell that you're afraid of loneliness! Because from the time I met you, Brother Xianhe, I didn't even know you were afraid!"

The young detective spoke with some annoyance, which made Yun Xianhe even angrier with himself.

Because of their subjective impressions, people will subconsciously ignore many things that are necessary.

The heroes he knew always rushed ahead of him with confidence.

No matter how big the crisis or how terrifying the scene, it seems that the other party cannot even frown.

Afraid? This is a word that is not associated with "brave" in the subconscious mind.

Yun Xianhe, who was caught again, was unable to break free from Conan's hand in an instant.

After listening to the other party's words, he laughed briefly and argued dryly:

"I am a human being, not a machine. Of course I am afraid. But it is impossible for me to say it out loud."

"What's the matter? What's wrong with telling your best friend about this? I won't laugh at you! I..."

The fingers on my forehead were slightly cold, blocking my line of sight.

Conan, who was interrupted by Yun Xianhe's sudden action, pursed his lips.

Just when he wanted to say something else, he heard the other party muttering:

"It's not hot... Why is he talking nonsense in broad daylight? Who gave him alcohol?"

"..."

All my concern was extinguished.

Conan looked at the brave man with a dead fish eye.

You keep pretending.

After being enlightened by Mr. Midorikawa, he was now convinced that "Brother Xianhe is a person who is afraid of loneliness", and he was also convinced that the other party was a stubborn person.

After careful consideration, our camp sent out the little detective who was most likely to communicate with the other side to take the lead.

Today we must take down this guy who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside!

Seeing Yun Xianhe who was 'distorting the facts' and was about to ask someone to give him medicine to sober him up, Conan gritted his teeth and said:

"Brother Xianhe, I didn't drink. I'm very sober."

"Oh, maybe the sea breeze burned my brain. Si Liuyi, bring me some cold medicine."

"Okay sir."

"..."