Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

The hero blinked when he felt the gaze and turned to look at Yamato Gansuke.

The boy was enveloped by the subtle sunlight after the rain.

The wind lifted the slightly long hair on his forehead, revealing his clear, heterochromatic eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

There was a gentle smile on the corners of his lips, quiet and peaceful.

One person is a landscape.

There are some scenes that make people feel that everything around them has slowed down at the first sight.

When being looked at by those eyes, all words seemed to lose their meaning.

Yamato Gansuke, who was about to say something, choked and immediately shut his mouth.

…What was that thing that just jumped down from the tree like a wild beast?

Where did this person who looks like he came out of a cartoon come from?

Facing someone who currently looks so well behaved, I simply can't bring myself to say anything to him/her.

...In short, it’s all Zhu Fu’s fault!

Thinking of this, Yamato Gansuke turned around and glared at Zhufu Gaoming with his only remaining right eye.

Mr. Gao Ming, who received hatred for no apparent reason, smiled, tilted his head, and looked puzzled.

Well, this isn't the first day that the other party dislikes me.

Anyway, it doesn't affect their friendship.

"Since you said you were here for a walk, then just stand there and watch."

"Of course. If you need help,

"No need! Humph!"

Yamato Gansuke snorted coldly and turned to look at the other people watching the show:

"So, I heard that she looked strange before she hid in the bathroom. What happened?"

Hearing him mention it, Xiaolan and Heye looked at each other and said slowly:

"Yesterday, last night, we saw the shadow of an armored warrior outside the sliding door of the room where we were sleeping..."

Yun Xianhe, who was listening, nodded thoughtfully, then turned to Conan and said:

"Sure enough, bedroom doors are made of solid wood, at least to protect against theft and ghosts."

The corners of the mouths of the people around him twitched when they heard what he said.

Yun Xianhe turned to look at Zhu Fu Gaoming who was walking over, with a teasing tone:

"Mr. Gao Ming, Mr. Yamato doesn't seem to welcome us very much."

"Ganzhu-kun has always been like this."

After nodding slightly to Uehara Yui, Zhu Fu Gaoming smiled at Yun Xianhe:

"Xianhe-kun ran really fast just now."

"Hahaha, I heard Hattori and the others, so I came over to see if I could help."

Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at Yun Xianhe.

That's not what I said before.

The brave man who noticed the gaze turned his head away and pretended not to see it.

The little detective reached out and tugged at the corner of Yun Xianhe's clothes:

"Brother Xianhe, what was the clue you just mentioned?"

"Here, let me show you. It's on the side of this tree. Look carefully."

As he spoke, Yun Xianhe pulled out the video that he had recorded using the system not long ago from his mobile phone and handed it to Conan.

Seeing Hattori about to move forward, the brave man put his arm around the man's shoulders and dragged him back a short distance.

"Hey, hey! Xianhe?"

"Heiji."

The person whose name was suddenly called shuddered inexplicably.

Hattori turned his head and looked at Yun Xianhe who was nearby.

The latter was half-closed his eyes and looked at Conan who was still watching the video, and asked in a low voice:

"Did you and that guy hide something from me? Yesterday."

Hattori choked when he heard this, then looked at the serious-looking man with his half-moon eyes, stood up straight and pulled the man's arm away:

"What? So this is what you want to ask?"

"This is a serious question, okay? I've been thinking about it all night!"

Although it didn't.

But Osaka Chocolate believed it.

Looking at Yun Xianhe, whose face was full of grievance (?), Hattori put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly.

He glanced at the two adults and one child who were gathered together to analyze the clues, and then approached Yun Xianhe and whispered to him:

"Actually, Conan said that you seemed very tired recently, and I didn't want you to worry too much about this, so I didn't share the case with you yesterday."

"…Huh? Do I look tired?"

The hero showed off his strong(?) arms and brilliant smile.

He even showed Hattori his face - there wasn't even a trace of dark circles under his eyes.

Osaka Chocolate looked him up and down and nodded affirmatively:

"I'm sure you're not tired now."

"That's what I mean. It's Conan and the others who are suspicious. I'm obviously fine."

The hero spread his hands helplessly and sighed in compromise:

“They really love each other deeply.”

"what--"

Osaka Chocolate felt a chill and shivered, hugging his arms.

But the instigator seemed not to notice and still came forward and enthusiastically put his arm around his shoulders again:

"I think Conan is overworked and has started talking nonsense. He is so young and has so many worries. It is easy for him not to grow tall."

"Pfft, cough, it shouldn't affect my height after I change back, right?"

Hattori spoke the second half of the sentence in a low voice.

The two friends looked at the diligent little detective, and then glanced at each other, revealing the same malicious and watch-the-show expression.

On the other side, after Conan analyzed the clues he wanted, he looked up and saw two people with strange expressions.

The little detective, who inexplicably felt that they were not saying anything nice, showed half-moon eyes.

Yun Xianhe smiled and waved at the other party, just like a big bad wolf:

"Conan..."

"...Brother Xianhe?"

Come on, he was a little scared.

After putting the phone back into his pocket, the brave man directly pressed the little detective's cheek and rubbed it.

Conan, who felt his face turned red from being rubbed, screamed:

"Xianhe, Brother Xianhe!"

"Hehe - tell me, who is too tired?"

"That wasn't me, wow! That wasn't what I said!"

"Then who are you talking about?"

The little detective who had finally escaped from the clutches of the devil covered his face and looked warily at Yun Xianhe who seemed to be planning to take action.

He glanced at Zhu Fu Jingguang who was standing aside and watching the show, silently swallowed the rest of his words, and muttered softly:

"You slept all the way here, so I..."

"Ok?"

Looking at Hattori who was watching the show with a smirk, Conan raised his hand and pointed:

"Brother Xianzaku! Brother Heiji made a bet with you yesterday, saying that you wouldn't be able to finish the book before he graduated from college."

The person who was laughing secretly was choked by the sudden accusation and pointed at himself with a puzzled look on his face:

"Me? Hey, hey, hey! Kou, Conan! Don't accuse me wrongly!"

"Can you say you never said that?"

Upon hearing this, Hattori choked.

He first glanced at Yun Xianhe who seemed to be smiling beside him, then rushed over and grabbed Conan's cheek:

"I didn't!"

"Momin, save the right!"

"That's not your fault for saying it first!"

"It's so noisy! If you want to argue, go somewhere else!"

Yamato Gansuke, who was collecting clues, was annoyed by the background music (? ).

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and turned around and yelled at Hattori and Conan.

Kogoro Mouri, who came over at some point, punched both of them.

"Don't you two realize what kind of place this is? You little kids, don't bother adults solving a case!"

"It hurts!" x2

Yun Xianhe, who had long since retired (?), stood beside Zhufu Jingguang and openly ate the small piece of bread he had taken out of Zhufu Gaoming's refrigerator in the morning.

The brave man patted the bread crumbs on his hands, looked at the two people with the same big bags on their heads, and said with emotion:

"We share the good and the bad, and our relationship is really great."

The two Zhufu brothers who witnessed the whole process: "..."