Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

I have to say that Xiao Tiandao is very good at naming.

The moment the reward was issued, Yun Xianhe could clearly feel a chill running down his spine from the inside out.

Move your fingers slightly - stiff, mechanical.

When you fold your hands, you will find that your palms are as cold as ice.

"..."

"Okay, okay, this is how I'm going to use Ice Skin and Jade Bones for you, right?"

[What's wrong, Mr. Yun?]

"It's okay. I'm just praising your literary attainments. Keep it up."

[OK! ]

cold.

Yun Xianhe, wearing long pants and a long coat, looked up at the big sun hanging high in the sky and wondered if he would look weird if he wore a scarf or something.

After standing for a while to adjust his physical condition, Yun Xianhe turned into a nearby convenience store and bought a bowl of oden. He ate while slowly walking home.

"I'm back--"

"Welcome back."

Zhu Fujing, who was reading a book on the corridor, looked at the person curled up on the sofa wrapped in a blanket and raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Does Xianhe feel cold?"

"so far so good."

If he said he felt cold, Mr. Guang would think he had heatstroke.

After nightfall, Yun Xianhe changed into a long-sleeved pajamas, carried Zhu Fu Jingguang on his back, and prepared two heating pads in his quilt.

If his guess was correct...

as predicted.

Yun Xianhe woke up early in the morning and looked at the snow scene outside the window with half-closed eyes. He began to doubt whether the world was doing it on purpose.

"It doesn't matter. It finally snowed!"

Someone who missed the last snowfall immediately checked out the ski resorts that were open.

After booking the hotel, he asked Morobushi Keimitsu to drive directly to the Mori Detective Agency and take Conan and the other three with him for a skiing trip on a whim.

Conan, who was still asleep but already fully dressed and sitting in the back seat of the car, blinked blankly and tilted his head to look at the snowy scene receding outside the car window.

Just now, for a moment, he even had the illusion that he was being kidnapped into the car.

His eyes were focused on Yun Xianhe, who was wearing very warm clothes.

Looking at the man with his hands across his chest and his chin buried in his collar, Conan recalled what the other person had said just now:

"Brother Xianhe, are you going skiing?"

"Yeah, I checked the weather. It's going to snow all day today, and tomorrow it'll be sunny, perfect for skiing."

"Then why go now?"

"Just treat it as fun, Conan, you have nothing to do on your holiday, right?"

Conan smiled half-mooned when he remembered that he still had elementary school homework to do.

The other two people who had packed up everything and went downstairs within twenty minutes of being notified paused.

Kogoro Mouri glanced in the rearview mirror at Yun Xianhe, who sounded very excited but was sitting in the corner without moving, and finally turned his gaze to Morobushi Kagemitsu who was in the driver's seat.

"Really, Midorikawa, you don't care about anything?"

Recalling that Yun Xianhe had just reached into the quilt and forced him to wake up, Maori Kogoro complained.

He thought someone had stuffed ice cubes into his bed.

As the only one who was awakened by the knock on the door,

Xiaolan remembered the screams from Maori and Conan in the bedroom just now, and couldn't help but smile.

Zhu Fujingguang, whose name was called, glanced at Yun Xianhe in the rearview mirror, and was obviously a little helpless:

“It’s good for young people to be energetic.”

Conan, who felt like he was still sleepy, yawned:

"That's true...but aren't your hands too cold, Brother Xianhe?"

Conan couldn't help but shiver when he thought of the feeling of ice cubes entering his neck.

Yun Xianhe, who was sitting next to him, turned his eyes away from the ski equipment in the system backpack.

He slowly pulled his hand out and placed it on the other person's cheek.

"So cold!"

"Are you awake yet?"

"Okay, okay! I'm awake! Hiss—"

Conan shrank back in horror and almost fell onto Xiaolan who was standing beside him.

The brave man laughed twice, finding this disease quite amusing for the first time.

For some reason, Conan always felt that he saw some malicious intentions in the other person's eyes.

Zhu Fujingguang was a little worried when he remembered that something seemed wrong with the other party after he returned home yesterday:

"Is Xianhe cold?"

"It's okay, don't worry, I'm wearing very thick clothes."

He even put a circle of heating pads inside his clothes so he would definitely not get cold.

"Come to think of it, the hotel I booked seems to have a hot spring."

"Hot springs? Great!"

"dad--"

Yun Xianhe, leaning against the car door, yawned lazily.

On the system panel, in the brackets following 'Ice Skin and Jade Bones', in addition to 'continuous coldness', there is another 'easy to get tired'.

Why do I always feel like I'm hibernating?

Yun Xianhe was thinking aimlessly, and the sound of his mumblings was easily heard by the other people in the small car.

Conan, who was sitting next to him, looked at the man who seemed to be beginning to fall asleep, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"You woke me up but you are sleepy yourself..."

"No, it must be because it's too warm in the car."

The brave man who was laughing continuously was still stubborn.

Conan saw that the other party could hardly open his eyes and sighed helplessly:

"Brother Xianhe, why don't you take this opportunity to get some sleep? We can still go out and play when we get there."

"You have a point."

"...Brother Xianhe?"

Looking at the person who seemed to fall asleep in a second, Conan was silent for a while.

"Brother Midorikawa, are you sure Brother Xianhe is okay?"

"..."

The young detective lowered his voice to show some suspicion.

Everyone in the car was silent for a long time after seeing Yun Xianhe's pale face and the way he slept curled up in his seat as if he felt insecure.

"Maybe I got up too early... I remember Xianhe also said he wanted to go skiing last time."

The understanding Xiaolan found a reason at the right time, and the other three accepted it.

Those who are still asleep have no idea about the brainstorming of those people.

The brave man who dreamed that he was camping in the snow but his sleeping bag was stolen hugged the last blanket in his arms.

He wondered somewhat pitifully why the gentleman and his companions had not returned from hunting yet.

Then he thought, sir, why don’t they take me with them when they go out?

With just this thought, Yun Xianhe suddenly woke up from his dream.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a snowflake falling on the car window.

The hexagonal ice crystals are crystal clear.

It looks just like the never-melting magic pendant that the ghost gave each of them at the end of the year.

[“This is made of the ‘cloud stone’ I collected last time. Inside it is a complete snowflake from the first snow of this year.”]

Magicians are always confident in their skills.

The pendant in the sun sparkles with tiny bits of light.

Cotton turned the pendant in his hand over and over, then glanced at the guide and said boldly:

[“After mixing snowflake and cloud stone, it seems to be the same color as Mr.’s eyes!”]

The five people present turned their heads at the same time.

The gentleman who was still looking at the pendant raised his eyes when he heard this, his icy blue eyes were calm and gentle.

Cotton held up the stone and compared it with the gentleman's left eye, and said with emotion:

[“Sure enough, sir, you are still as beautiful as ever.”]

【"cotton."】

The person being praised smiled helplessly and called the other person's name.

The sun on the side marveled at it as if it were a treasure and said that he saw the colors of the rainbow on it.

[“I’ll hang it on my staff!”]

Uncle Shitou, who didn't know where to put it for a long time, smiled and joked:

[“If you keep sending them down, I’ll be covered in them.”]

The brave man's fingertips moved slightly when he thought of this, and in the deepest corner of the system space, an ice-blue crystal appeared in his palm.

Yun Xianhe gently stroked the texture on the crystal with his fingertips, and thought back to the first time he saw the gentleman.

The contrast between the ice blue and the transparent red.

He once thought that the other person was born with heterochromatic eyes, just like him.

Because the gentleman is well-versed in ancient and modern times, and knows everything about astronomy and geography.

So he thought that his precocious wisdom, strong memory, or being called a weirdo were all unique characteristics of people with heterochromatic eyes.

Until he met another person who was born with heterochromatic eyes, who was very different from himself.

Later, when he brought Ghost to meet the gentleman for the first time, the latter suddenly frowned:

【“Sir, who cursed you?”】

The ageless young man smiled, unwilling to say what was going on.

But he noticed Yun Xianhe's uneasiness at the time, so he smiled and comforted him:

[“It’s okay. Actually, I should thank this curse. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have met Xianhe.”]

[“And this curse is pretty useful. At least I don’t have to worry about outliving the author.”]

The man who rarely joked gave them both a sly wink.

The other two children, who were also geniuses, understood something.

The 14-year-old magician coughed lightly, straightened his wizard robe, and extended his hand to the instructor:

[“Hello, sir. I am Yunyun’s classmate. You can call me Ghost like Yunyun does.”]

[“Please rest assured, sir. As Yunyun’s best friend, I will definitely take good care of him in the future.”]

[“In a few days, I will skip a grade with him, and I will go on adventures with him in the future.”]

The young man, who inexplicably felt that there was something wrong with the ghost's words, smiled and shook hands with the little magician.

Yun Xianhe on the other side nodded seriously after hearing these words.

[“Ghost and I will become the most powerful adventurers.”]

[“No, the final test for adventurers is to be a brave man. You have to be a brave man. And I will join your team as the most powerful magician.”]

[“Then, Yunyun and Ghost should work hard together.”]

【"certainly!"】

The ghost patted his chest with his hand, full of confidence:

[“Because Yunyun and I are both geniuses, it will definitely come true!”]

The car shook slightly.

Yun Xianhe noticed that the car had stopped and blinked, pulling his thoughts away from his memories.

"Brother Xianhe? Are you awake?"

"Hmm...it's snowing so heavily, Conan, do you want to make a snowman?"

Yun Xianhe's eyes lit up when he noticed the snow outside the car window that was almost up to his ankles.

After putting the stone back into the system warehouse, Yun Xianhe picked up Conan, pushed the door open and rushed out.

The little detective who was totally unprepared and had his face covered with snowflakes:? ?

"Wuhu!"

"Wow!"

"Xianhe, be safe and put on your scarf!"