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

"Props?"

Ai Haibara asked curiously, "Does your script need props?"

Now that you mention it, her script is simpler...

It's just a scare tactic, why make it so complicated?

Kudo Kazuma waved his hand dismissively, "If you're just trying to scare people, of course you should make it as realistic as possible!"

Ai Haibara couldn't help but think of what Professor Agasa had said: the scene where the Kudo family, including the parents, their youngest son, and Professor Agasa, a close friend despite their age difference, had all teamed up to scare Shinichi Kudo...

And look at how enthusiastically Kudo Kazuma is writing the script now...

They really are a family.

Could Shinichi Kudo have been adopted?

In fact, Kazuma Kudo didn't write the script out of thin air; he couldn't be bothered with that.

He simply made "slight" changes to the way Ai Haibara scared Conan in the original work.

After lunch, Kazuma Kudo and Ai Haibara washed the dishes together.

He asked curiously, "How did you come up with the idea of ​​bringing me a chocolate cake?"

It can't be because I brought her a chocolate cake last time, so I'm just returning the favor, right?

Ai Haibara glanced at him, her tone enigmatic: "Vodka said it."

Kazuma Kudo paused in his work: "?"

Will Vodka tell Sherry about this stuff?

Ai Haibara continued tidying up the kitchen, her work unaffected, and her tone sounded perfectly normal.

"Vodka said that you seem to be very afraid of injections. Every time you get sick, Gin has to force you to get an injection, and after the injection you want to eat sweets—their favorite lately is the chocolate cupcakes from the No. 4 base canteen."

He also said, "You have an average face, but you insist on telling everyone that others are face-blind."

"Also, he said you've always been good at annoying people since you were little, and that your speed is something you developed by dodging Gin's attacks every day when you were getting beaten up by him..."

"He also said that you really like to slack off, preferring to lie down rather than sit, and sitting rather than standing. Since you were little, you've always tried to avoid or shirk any task except for killing people. No one but Gin can handle you..."

She repeated these words with a blank expression, but the smile that gradually appeared in her eyes was genuine, as were the complex emotions in her heart.

Before Danpo returned to Tokyo, she never imagined that Gin would hold people down to give injections, wake people up, or get so angry that he would beat up children... Was this the cold, ruthless, cruel, and bloodthirsty Gin she remembered?

and also……

Her gaze fell on Kazuma Kudo.

At this moment, Kudo Kazuma—Danpo's face was very ugly, and he was gritting his teeth and cursing Vodka.

However, despite exuding the same cold and gloomy killing intent, she didn't seem to be afraid of Danpo at all.

Kudo Kazuma was furious.

Shirley wasn't a gossipy person, especially when she was in an organization, she was even less likely to be in the mood for gossip.

Therefore, she must have overheard these words from someone else by accident...

Damn vodka!

What on earth has this big-mouthed liar been spouting nonsense in the organization?

Noticing Ai Haibara's slightly upturned lips, Kazuma Kudo put down his bowl and hummed softly, "Could you please lock the door for me in a bit? I have something to do and need to go out for a bit."

"Where are you going?" Ai Haibara couldn't help but wonder, could it be what she was thinking?

Kazuma Kudo narrowed his eyes: "It's nothing, go find Vodka and have a chat."

Vodka, who had been busy with his older brother all afternoon at the organization's Base No. 4, returned with a bewildered expression: "?"

"Danpo, what... what does this mean?"

Vodka looked at the three small chocolate cakes lined up in front of him and asked in confusion, "Isn't this what you like to eat? Why haven't you eaten any?"

"Of course I'm waiting for you to come back to eat." Kudo Kazuma seemed quite sincere. "I've noticed you've been quite busy with your older brother these past few days. Haven't you eaten yet?"

“You bought me cakes three times before, so I bought you three cakes in return.”

He pointed to the chocolate cake in front of him: "I don't know where to buy vanilla mousse, so I replaced it with chocolate cake for you. I'm so good to you. There's also some tea here to cleanse your palate. Eat these first."

"Oh, oh." Vodka cautiously examined the three chocolate cakes. They were no different from the cakes in Cafeteria No. 4, so it seemed there really was no problem.

He didn't even use a fork; he just picked up a piece and said with a smile, "Actually, most of the tasks are done by the eldest brother. I just drive and help out."

"Danpo, why don't you pay more attention to your older brother? He's the one who's really busy. If you have time, why don't you help him with some tasks other than killing? Why are you picking and choosing..."

He was eating cake and muttering to himself when he suddenly froze on the spot.

Then, the burly man suddenly shuddered, and snot and tears streamed down his face...

Seeing vodka's tears streaming down his face from behind his sunglasses, Kazuma Kudo couldn't help but laugh—it looked even more amusing than tears streaming from his own eyes.

“Dan… Danpo…” Vodka stammered, sniffling, “The cake, this cake…”

"Don't worry, it's not poisonous." Kudo Kazuma's voice was incredibly gentle. "I just added a little extra seasoning. Do you like it?"

"me……"

Kudo Kazuma patted Vodka on the shoulder with a bright smile: "I know you like cakes like this. Here, little Vodka, finish this one first!"

Danpo's smile was radiant.

Danpo's tone was gentle.

Danpo's grip strength is incredibly strong.

Vodka felt tears welling up in his eyes—it must be because he ate too much wasabi!

But when I think about how my older brother was tricked by Danpo before...

He was afraid that if he didn't eat the wasabi cake, he would be even more ripped off by Danpo.

After finally finishing that cake with who knows how much wasabi added, Vodka was already in tears.

He pointed to the two pieces of cake that remained: "These two pieces..."

"Of course we'll eat them together." Kudo Kazuma rested his chin on his hand, leaning back on the sofa. "Don't worry, don't worry, there's no wasabi in either of these pieces—we're colleagues, how could I let you eat so much wasabi?"

"Oh……"

Vodka responded with a somewhat disbelieving tone.

Forced by Danpo's tyranny, he had no choice but to pick up the second piece of cake.

The first bite was normal.

The second bite...

There was definitely no wasabi...

But it's so spicy!!!

Vodka downed a whole pot of tea before he could barely finish the second piece of cake made with chili powder and chili flakes.

Then, under Danpo's relentless gaze, his trembling hand reached for the third piece...

bitter.

so bitter.

It's more bitter than life itself.

Wuwuwuwuwu...

On this day, many peripheral members of Base 4 witnessed Lord Danpo preparing three pieces of his favorite chocolate cake in advance, fearing that Lord Vodka might go hungry.

After finishing his mission without having time to eat, Lord Vodka was moved to tears when he ate the cake that Lord Danpo had carefully prepared, and he cried for a long time...

So, it turns out that the usually dignified Lord Vodka is actually so sentimental?