Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Mr. Amuro, you should stop thinking about my past. If you have the time... why not research some delicious desserts for me?"

Yun Xianhe smiled cunningly, like a little fox who was planning something.

After hearing what he said, Toru Amuro did not feel guilty at all about being discovered after investigating his friend.

He sneered and said:

"When you are willing to tell the truth, I will do it for you."

"Hey - I've always been telling the truth."

Hearing this, Toru Amuro raised his eyes and glanced at Yun Xianhe, with a clear expression on his face saying "Do you think I believe it?"

Obviously, let alone Toru Amuro.

Even 113 doesn’t believe it.

However, the other party's focus was obviously not on Yun Xianhe's evasion and lies.

[You should have been able to run at that time, right? 】

'Um. ’

「Then, why……」

Yun Xianhe lowered his eyes and carefully recalled his past experiences - the dusty good and evil before the world experienced its first reshuffle.

'Maybe I just wanted to take a look.'

【have a look?】

'See what they want and what they will do to get what they want.'

The results of it?

Extremely disappointed.

Yun Xianhe picked up the hot drink that had cooled down a little on the table and took a sip.

He lowered his eyes to look at his reflection in the water of the mug, muttering to himself:

“I don’t understand…”

No matter how many worlds, no matter how many years pass.

He never understood "human beings".

Once you get something, you will want more;

Some people would rather have nothing and not want others to get close to them.

Extreme confrontation, conflicting choices.

"I think I ordered coffee? This is a cafe, right? Mr. Amuro? Can you explain what this cup of hot chocolate milk is?"

Yun Xianhe looked up at Amuro Toru and asked with a smile.

In order to cater to his taste, the other party still used dark chocolate.

It’s definitely not sweet, and even a bit bitter.

Amuro Toru reached out and snatched the cup from Yun Xianhe's hand, and said with a smile:

"It's 7 o'clock in the evening. Good children should go home, eat, and go to bed."

Drinking coffee at this time? Do you still want to sleep at night?

Yun Xianhe smiled when he heard what the other party said:

"I'm not a good kid."

"At least in his case, you are."

“Sometimes I’m really curious why Mr. Guang has so many filters for me.”

Yun Xianhe counted on his fingers as he spoke:

"Kind, fragile, optimistic, cheerful, lonely and melancholy? I seem to be a combination of many things."

"Maybe you usually disguise yourself well enough."

Yun Xianhe smiled and shrugged indifferently after hearing what Amuro Toru said:

"Perhaps, Mr. Guang is too kind, so he has such a thick filter for me. The same goes for others, except for you, Mr. Amuro..."

It was easy to see that his blood-stained nature was beneath his appearance.

"He could see it, but he allowed himself to ignore it and only saw the positive side of you."

“…That’s right.”

So Mr. Guang is not suitable to get involved in those things, it will only harm himself.

After finishing the large glass of chocolate milk, Amuro Toru wiped the water stains on his hands and said casually:

"As for the fact that I can see it, it's because you are the same as me. That's not accurate. I should say that I once discovered that you were the same as me at a certain moment."

He hid it all with a smile.

As an undercover agent, as a guardian standing in the dark.

Toru Amuro needs to eliminate all uncertain risks for himself and his friends.

In addition, the mystery surrounding Yun Xianhe made Toru Amuro very wary of him at the beginning.

But when he found out that the other party was really standing wholeheartedly on the side of Morobushi Keimitsu, Conan and the others, he was a little confused.

why?

So he continued to observe Yun Xianhe.

Finally, at a certain moment, I was sure that the other person was the same as me.

Although the identities are different, certain characteristics are the same.

This person can't be a bad person.

So on that day, Toru Amuro asked Yun Xianhe what he wanted to do, and accepted the bracelet that the other party handed over as a symbol of friendship.

Yun Xianhe looked at Amuro Toru and smiled.

Just when Toru Amuro was about to say something, he saw the person in front of him let go of the hand that had been supporting his cheek.

A hearing aid was worn on the boy's ear, faintly visible under his white hair.

...hearing aids? When?

Without giving Amuro Toru a chance to react, the young man in front of him spoke calmly:

"I should have two months left to live."

"…ha?"

"To be honest, I've lost three of my five senses. Touch, taste, and hearing. Recently, my vision has also started to blur..."

Yun Xianhe chuckled at this point, his tone somewhat dejected:

"I don't know who to tell. Mr. Amuro is my closest friend. After thinking about it, I think I can only tell you."

"???"

When Toru Amuro suddenly heard the news, he was stunned.

He looked at Yun Xianhe in disbelief.

The latter seemed not to notice his shock. After tapping the table lightly with his fingers a few times, he began to cough muffledly again.

You could tell from his furrowed brows that he was in pain.

Just as Toru Amuro was about to go outside through the open kitchen, the doorbell of the coffee shop rang.

The moment two men in black stepped into the store, the light in the entire store seemed to dim.

Perhaps it was because Yun Xianhe's cough was too loud, the two men looked in his direction for a while.

The person who was coughing silently didn't have the energy to look at them.

After looking at him, the two of them walked around him and sat in the corner of the cafe.

After a brief moment of daze, Amuro Toru apologized to the two men with a smile:

"Excuse me, please wait a moment."

Then, he quickly walked to Yun Xianhe, handed him a handkerchief, and while smoothing his back, he said:

"Mr. Xianhe, are you okay? Do you need me to get you a taxi?"

The person being asked waved his hand.

There was a hint of glaring scarlet on the white palm.

As if he had just discovered it, Yun Xianhe quickly withdrew his hand and forced a smile towards Amuro Toru:

"Mr. Amuro, please go to work first. I'll be fine in a while."

"...Okay, drink some water and take a rest first."

As he said that, Toru Amuro returned to the counter and poured a cup of hot water for Yun Xianhe, then went to order food for the two black guys sitting in the corner.

It was not until Toru Amuro served the meals to the two men that Yun Xianhe took out a document from his backpack and handed it to Toru Amuro.

"Give."

After receiving it, Toru Amuro paused, then casually opened it and took a look.

After seeing the words "share transfer" written on it, he closed the document directly.

"Xianhe, what do you mean by this?"

"Well - share the things while you're still alive. Haha, don't think that what I give you is too little, Mr. Amuro."

"you,"

"Mr. Amuro, take the document back and have a good look at it. That's all for today. I have to go back now."

As he spoke, Yun Xianhe stood up, supporting himself on the bar counter with his hands.

The pale-faced boy smiled at the other person, gentle, harmless, and fragile.

Before leaving the coffee shop, Yun Xianhe turned to Amuro Toru and said:

"This is a secret between us, no one should tell it. Maybe you can just forget about it and just think I was joking."

jingle--

The wind chimes on the door rang a few times as it shook.

It wasn't until the store was completely quiet that the person sitting in the corner looked up at Amuro Toru:

"What is that, Bourbon."

"He said he had two months left to live and gave me a share transfer agreement."

The blond, dark-skinned man shook the documents in his hand and smiled evilly and darkly:

"They are really little kids. Just a little friendship can make the other party give so much."