Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

The young man said this.

He looked at the person in front of him who still had a stern face, and suddenly realized:

"Ah, Mr. Amuro, are you angry because I didn't prioritize seeing you? Sorry, I will try to make the time clear next time."

"Yun Xianhe."

Pronunciation with correct pronunciation.

Those who were still trying to change the subject were frozen in place by the shouting of the full name.

There were no pedestrians on the streets late at night.

Under the empty street lights, the brave man and the undercover agent stared at each other in silence, the curves of their mouths slowly falling back and straightening.

"What do you want to say?"

Amuro Toru heard the person in front of him ask this in a flat tone.

The face that no longer smiled was as pale as ever, and the dark heterochromatic pupils revealed an inexplicable sense of oppression.

This seems to be what a true hero is.

The silent person opened his mouth, trying to get the other person to remember:

"Didn't you say before that I..."

"Really? I forgot."

"You didn't even listen to what I said!"

“I can choose not to listen.”

"Why are you so..."

"Stubborn? Indifferent? Talking to himself? Or just being stubborn?"

Looking at Toru Amuro with a frown on his face, Yun Xianhe suddenly laughed out loud.

"Ah……"

He looked at Amuro Toru calmly, his tone without any emotion:

"Don't you realize? I have been like this since the beginning. I have never changed."

Hearing this, Toru Amuro was stunned for a moment.

Yun Xianhe moved closer to the other party, raised his head slightly and looked into the pair of gray-purple eyes:

"It's just that my smile and casualness gave you the illusion that I'm easy to talk to, well-behaved, and able to listen to advice."

"you,"

"Those words are all false. I suggest you go back and read the agreement carefully. At least, it will not take effect while I am alive."

The brave man reached out and straightened Amuro Toru's collar which had become messy due to running over.

Along with the sound of hands slapping clothes, Toru Amuro heard the other party say mercilessly:

"Don't take it so seriously. You know nothing."

...self-indulgent?

Do you care about something that you take the initiative to do?

Feeling as if he had been poked by something, Toru Amuro waved away Yun Xianhe's hand:

"Yes! I know nothing! Because you won't tell us anything!"

Yun Xianhe took two steps back with the force and looked quietly at the man who seemed to be furious for a moment, and said lightly:

"As if you would believe me if I told you."

"You never said that did you!"

Two people facing each other.

Impulsiveness and calmness.

If you don’t know, you might think the hysterical one is the one who is still drunk.

But now no one is drunk.

"There are two of them. Haven't you ever believed them?"

"……what?"

The two people, more than one meter apart, stared at each other.

Toru Amuro saw that the expressionless guy was smiling skillfully again, as if he was really happy.

Yun Xianhe, who was asked, asked back:

"Look, you don't even remember, how can you believe it?"

"..."

Seeing this, Yun Xianhe did not make things difficult for the other party.

He raised his hand and held up two fingers, and said slowly:

"One, I'm a hero. Two, I'm years old."

The boy's clear voice was vague because of the cold winter wind.

Unable to find a definite direction for the first statement, Toru Amuro began to think about the second one.

What does it mean... to make him believe that, does it mean...

and many more……

Is it possible for humans to reach that age?

Yun Xianhe noticed the other party's change and smiled slightly.

He was like an old man telling a story, talking to himself:

"You should really see the look on your face right now, Amuro."

Unprovoked...desolation and kindness.

Toru Amuro shuddered subconsciously, took half a step back, and looked at the person in front of him with some uncertainty.

What, what was that feeling just now? !

Yun Xianhe felt that the other party was frightened by him and laughed out loud, but then his face suddenly darkened:

"So I say, don't take it personally. Just do your job. And maybe, when the dust settles, I'll be willing to tell you those stories?"

Is this a warning?

"Ah, you'd better not tell these things to Mr. Guang, otherwise his sensitive nerves will start to think wildly again."

Upon hearing this, Amuro Toru was silent for a moment.

He looked at the people who were leisurely drinking lemonade there, and raised his lips slightly:

"You are so cruel to me."

"Haha... that's good. The last guy who listened to my story is still in a mental hospital."

Yun Xianhe spread his hands, seeming a little helpless:

"He was too obsessed with the stories I described to want to live in this boring real world."

"…boring?"

"Perhaps it should be said that the stability of modern life can't give him the thrill and excitement he wants, so he becomes like that. Sorry, I seem to have said something I shouldn't have said. Just treat me as if I'm still awake."

As he spoke, Yun Xianhe looked down at his empty wrist and said in pretended surprise:

"Oh, look at the time. It's already so late. It's time to go home. If you don't go back, Mr. Guang will have to stay up late waiting for someone again. Let's talk again when we have a chance, Mr. Amuro. Remember to send me a message in advance to confirm the location."

Not even willing to hide it.

Toru Amuro silently looked at the person who turned and left. After a long period of stiffness, he let out a breath.

"This guy... is really annoying, but I can't hate him at the same time..."

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The thick snow crunched underfoot.

The belated moonlight lengthened the brave man's shadow, as well as the shadow of the balloon that was swaying in the cold wind.

After walking for a while until they were completely away from the scene just now, Yun Xianhe suddenly spoke:

"Aren't you going home so late?"

"Maybe - what I said before was, take you home?"

Looking at Kidd who had jumped down from some wall, Yun Xianhe smiled:

"I thought you would be frightened by what I said earlier."

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

Kidd quickened his steps to catch up with Yun Xianhe and tilted his head.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, he said:

"I didn't listen at all. It's rude to eavesdrop on other people's conversations. I don't have the habit of snooping into my friends' secrets."

Yun Xianhe smiled when he heard this.

He reached out and pulled the floating balloon down, and with a shake of his hand, he put it directly into the space.

Kidd, who was walking beside him, widened his eyes slightly when he saw this:

"Wow! How did you do that?!"

"Hehehe—a secret."

"Okay, ah, watch your step, the road is quite slippery in the snow."

Yun Xianhe, who was supported by the other party, smiled.

The lifeless heterochromatic eyes narrowed slightly and finally closed.

The brave man who let the other party pull his arm laughed and said:

"Then, I'll leave it to you."

When was it discovered?

Seeing that the other party realized that he had noticed that he was blind, Kidd chuckled and tightened his grip on the other party's hand:

"give it to me."