Conan and Gin are both my brothers, what's wrong with meeting them once?

Half an hour later.

Kazuma Kudo sat on the sofa, angrily eating vanilla mousse.

Several people were standing or sitting around.

Chianti blinked repeatedly, trying to suppress her laughter, and the butterfly wings at the corners of her eyes fluttered incessantly.

"Danpo, I didn't know you liked sweets so much! Are you a child?"

"Laugh if you want to." Kudo Kazuma rolled his eyes. "I'm sick and not feeling well, can't I treat myself to something sweet?"

Chianti's lips twitched, but she couldn't bring herself to laugh.

She wasn't afraid that Danpo would get angry and fight her; she was afraid of getting beaten up for nothing—the example of agave was a living example.

Everyone in the organization now knows that Tequila got beaten up by the furious Danpo for disrespecting Gin, and what's more, he got away with it—even the boss knows, but Danpo didn't receive any punishment or even a reprimand.

On the contrary, it was Tequila who went crazy and caused trouble, indirectly killing the core researcher Sherry. Not only did Gin cripple her arm, but she was also punished by the boss by being sent to the interrogation room. The mission is still on hold.

Unlike Chianti, who wanted to laugh but dared not, Cohen asked her seriously, "You like it?"

He was dragged along by Chianti, who was always full of gossip, to buy vanilla mousse.

Chianti didn't hesitate for a moment before heading straight for the dessert shop, her movements incredibly practiced, clearly indicating she had been there more than once.

"I don't like vanilla flavor, I prefer the other one."

Cohen nodded and said nothing more.

Fino, however, became curious: "What? Cohen, are you interested in this too? Or are you interested in Chianti?"

Cohen seemed not to hear what Fino was saying and made no attempt to respond.

Kudo Kazuma was particularly speechless: "Sherry is dead, and you're the temporary head of the research group. Why aren't you going to reorganize the research group? Fino, are you that free?"

Fino's talkativeness is so annoying, he doesn't like him at all.

Fino, completely oblivious to the situation, simply shrugged: "I heard that Danpo was afraid of the pain of injections so he wanted to eat something sweet, so I rushed over immediately... cough, just wanted to check on him. You look like you have a fever?"

Kudo Kazuma gritted his teeth and looked up at the vodka.

"No, I didn't say that!" Vodka waved his hands repeatedly. "The research team has the most female members. I just went to ask where I could buy vanilla mousse, but if I didn't tell him why, Fino wouldn't let his researchers tell me..."

Fino shrugged, a half-smile on his face: "So, Vodka, you still told me. You were the one who told me Danpo was sick and getting injections, you were the one who told me he wanted to eat sweets. Was my conclusion wrong?"

Vodka looked completely innocent and turned to look at Gin.

Brother! You have to stand up for me!

With a "whoosh," the fork still covered in cake crumbs flew out of Kudo Kazuma's hand and accurately stuck into Fino's ponytail.

“That’s a good summary. Don’t do it next time.” He tilted his head and looked at Fino with a smile. “Otherwise, next time, this fork will poke your mouth.”

Fino's expression went blank for a moment.

The hair tie holding her hair up snapped into several pieces, sliding down her smooth, black hair along with the plastic fork...

Fino shakily raised her hand and touched her hair: "?"

"Ugh! There are cake crumbs!!!"

Watching Fino leave in a frenzy, Kudo Kazuma raised an eyebrow.

I've found a way to handle this chatterbox!

Apart from Gin, the others were a bit speechless—how did Dampo manage to cut an elastic hair tie with a plastic fork?

Kazuma Kudo shrugged and took out the fork that came with the chocolate cake to continue eating.

"Danpo, Bourbon is back, and he might be investigating you on Rum's orders." Gin stood up and looked down at Kudo Kazuma, who was still eating cake. "Be careful and don't cause me any trouble."

After saying that, he stood up and left.

Kazuma Kudo watched Gin leave, his head full of question marks.

No, so Gin's entire appearance was just to hold him down, give him an injection, and then remind him that Bourbon was coming back to investigate him?

This worrisome old woman...

With so much to worry about, no wonder your hair has turned white.

What? You're saying it's Gin's fault his hair turned white?

Can we trust what Vermouth says?

Believe it or not, he certainly doesn't!

Chianti shook her head with a sigh: "So Vermouth wasn't joking after all. Gin really is your... cough, master?"

"He suspects you, investigates you, and isn't afraid of being found out, which is one thing, but when Rum wants to send someone to investigate you, he even reminds you?"

She looked at Kudo Kazuma with extreme curiosity, as if he were some rare species: "So, how old were you when you started following him? It's amazing that Gin would remind you, given his personality!"

"Eight years old."

He was actually seven years old; he lied about being eight.

Kazuma Kudo blinked and asked curiously, "What did Vermouth say to you?"

"No, no, no," Chianti waved her hands repeatedly. "She didn't say anything to me privately, and I'm not that close to her."

Most importantly, she wasn't really comfortable getting involved in the gossip surrounding Gin and Tanpo...

"This is boring." Kudo Kazuma finished his vanilla mousse, picked up the chocolate cupcake, and said, "Thanks for the vanilla mousse, I'm leaving."

Since Gin didn't give him any missions, if he doesn't leave now, when will he?

Chengshi Tutu hasn't called him to let him know she's safe yet, so the unlucky guy probably hasn't left yet.

His symptoms have just eased a bit, so he can't afford to run into death himself. He should go see Shiho Miyano instead.

A short while later, the taxi stopped in Beikacho 2-chome, and Kudo Kazuma, carrying a small chocolate cake, rang the doorbell of Agasa's house.

"Haha, it's Ichijin! Why did you bring a gift?"

Dr. Agasa's eyes lit up when he saw the chocolate cake, and he reached out to take it.

Kudo Kazuma hid the chocolate cake behind his back and said with a smile as he walked inside, "Doctor, my dad said you often help take care of my brother, so he asked me to look after you a lot..."

Seeing Professor Agasa's kind and gratified smile, he smiled even more obediently and sensibly.

"So, chocolate cake, which is high in sugar and calories, is definitely not something you can just eat... It's a gift for your little girl."

Professor Agasa's smile froze on his face, then he looked distressed: "This kid, why are you just like Ai Haibara, not letting me eat this or that? Shinichi never used to nag like this."

"That's because my brother was being inconsiderate." Kudo Kazuma openly criticized his older brother, "Doctor, your metabolism isn't what it used to be. Eating too much of this stuff is bad for your health. Didn't he know that? He didn't even try to advise you..."

“That’s right.” The brown-haired girl holding the cat spoke up from the living room doorway. “Doctor, what’s best for you right now is a light, healthy diet, not those high-calorie foods.”

She gave Kudo Kazuma a warning look: "And you, don't bring this kind of thing to the professor next time..."

Before she could finish speaking, a simply packaged chocolate cake was shoved in front of her.

"It's not for the doctor, it's for you."

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly before quickly falling back down. The little girl took it without hesitation: "Really? Thank you then."

Dr. Agasa: "?"

Akemi the cat: "Meow meow meow?"