Model worker and his little darling

Upon hearing his name, Conan managed to ask with difficulty, "Who... are you?"

"Hehehe..."

A strange laugh rang in Conan's ears, making him shudder.

"I am your nightmare, originating from your heart, and always with you."

Conan's eyes widened. A nightmare? His inner thoughts?

Seeing this, Pingqing moved closer to Conan and poked Conan's chest, saying, "I came from here."

Conan struggled violently, "Let...let me go."

Hirai grabbed Conan by the neck and lifted him up. "Kudo Shinichi, I'm leaving. I'll be back."

After saying that, Pingqing lightly scratched Conan's neck with his fingernail, and a wound appeared on Conan's neck, from which small beads of blood oozed out.

He then knocked Conan unconscious, threw him onto the sofa, and left satisfied.

Not long after, the uncle returned, and Ran had finished cooking and came downstairs to call Conan.

Seeing Conan sleeping on the sofa, Ran sighed and went over to wake him up.

Conan opened his eyes and saw Ran, then paused for a moment, "Ran-neechan?"

He seems to be having a nightmare. Is he awake now?

"Why did you fall asleep here? What if you catch a cold? And what happened to the wounds on your hands and neck?"

Upon hearing Ran's words, Conan quickly looked at his hand and saw that he did indeed have a wound. He then touched his neck, which hurt a little.

The wound was real, and the location was the same as he remembered.

So it wasn't a dream? Then everything was something he actually experienced?

Seeing Conan standing there dumbfounded, Ran frowned and reached out to touch Conan's forehead. "Could he really have caught a cold?"

Hearing Ran's words, Conan snapped out of his daze. "Ran-neechan, I'm fine. These wounds were from when Mitsuhiko and I were playing soccer. I hurt myself and they'll be fine in a couple of days."

Ran nodded and took Conan to clean his wounds.

Hirai didn't expect Conan to use playing soccer as an excuse to brush off Ran, and he didn't know if Ran believed him.

When he got home, Heikiri saw that Gin had changed his clothes and was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, resting.

"came back?"

Upon hearing Gin's words, Taira was about to pounce on him, but then he remembered that Gin disliked his outfit, so he had no choice but to wash his face and change his clothes first.

Gin smiled as he watched Hirai walk into the room.

There was a maid outfit on the bed. Heiji gritted his teeth, and Gin actually dug it out.

This outfit was acquired after Moriya Teiji had that idea and was persuaded by Xiaoqi. In the end, he never wore it and it was put away in his trunk.

Who knew that he would dig this thing out while drunk and then shamelessly tell Gin to wear it.

Forget it, I'll bear the consequences of my own actions.

It wasn't his first time dressing as a woman, so it didn't matter to him.

After busying himself in front of the mirror for a while, Pingqing laughed, "Hahaha... Gin will definitely like it."

After taking a few selfies, she suddenly appeared in front of Gin and pounced on him, "Gin-chan~"

After saying that, Pingqing frowned, coughed twice, and a sweet, delicate female voice rang out, "Lord Gin, I'm here~, love you~"

Upon seeing Pingqing's appearance, Gin's face darkened, and he reached out to tear off Pingqing's disguise.

Heiji immediately got up from Gin and stood to the side, maintaining a safe distance from him.

Gin also stood up, staring intently at Hirakiyo.

Seeing Gin start to emanate a chill, Taira laughed; he had a knack for making people feel disgusted.

"Lord Gin, don't you like it? I dressed up exactly as you instructed." She blinked her big eyes and looked at Gin with admiration.

Gin:......

This is so painful.

"Who gave you permission to use my face?"

Using his face was one thing, but making such disgusting sounds while wearing his face, along with those awkward movements, made Gin feel extremely disgusted, giving him goosebumps all over.

Pingqing blinked, mimicking Xi Shi clutching her heart, her eyes sparkling.

"Lord Gin, don't you like me like this? You didn't say I couldn't use your face, and I think it's very handsome."

Upon hearing this, Gin trembled and clenched his fists.

While observing Gin's reaction, Hirakiyo prepared to escape.

Soon, Gin stopped reacting, and the chill emanating from him gradually dissipated. He slowly sat back down on the sofa, looking at Heikichi with an expression that said, "I'm just watching you play around."

Ping Qing frowned. What did Gin mean by that? Wasn't he very angry? And that expression... something was definitely wrong.

Never mind, he hadn't had enough fun yet. After straightening his skirt, he looked at Gin with a serious expression.

"Lord Gin, what are your orders?" Although it was still a girl's voice, this time the voice sounded much more normal.

Gin sized up Heikiri, who stood obediently to one side, a sweet smile on her face, a slight blush on her cheeks, and her ear tips were also red. Her skirt only reached mid-thigh, revealing her long, slender legs.

That's so offensive! Luckily, no one else was around, or his reputation would be ruined.

Seeing Gin staring at him without saying a word, Taira Kiyoshi became increasingly puzzled. How could Gin swallow this insult?

The perfect blush, and the silver hair matching Gin's—he must have put a lot of thought into it. He glanced down at his outfit; everything was perfect except the skirt was a little short.

I glanced at Gin, but couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Taira Kiyoshi began to feel troubled. Gin's reaction was not what he had expected, so how was he supposed to play this game?

Conan is so much fun! A little scare and his expressive face is just too much – perfect for memes. And most importantly, you can hear Conan's inner thoughts afterward.

Since Gin didn't react, he had to take the initiative. He sat down next to Gin and hugged Gin's arm.

While shaking Gin's hand, she pleaded in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Gin-sama, please pay attention to me~, aren't I your favorite little darling?"

Suddenly, Pingqing's style changed, and his voice became more mournful.

"Sigh, I know. Lord Gin has other sweethearts outside, and he doesn't care about me anymore. In that case, it's time for me to leave. Don't worry, I won't bother you."

Upon hearing this, Gin immediately pulled his hand out of Heikichi's arms.

"Lord Gin, you really don't love me anymore."

After saying that, she looked at Gin with a pitiful expression, as if she were heartbroken.

Then he reached out to touch Gin's face, but a second before he touched him, he abruptly withdrew his hand and got up to leave.

Gin pulled him into his arms, and Hirai reciprocated by wrapping his arms around Gin's neck. "Gin-sama, are you reluctant to part with me?"

Seeing Gin's hand reaching towards his face, Hirai quickly leaned back. "Gin, you can't take this! I'm just trying to fulfill your wish. Hey, hey, don't touch my face! It took me a lot of effort to disguise myself as you."

To be honest, he was really satisfied with his disguise today.

"Did you have fun?"

"It's alright, I haven't had enough fun yet."

Gin remained unmoved, his hand already touching Hirakiyo's face.

Seeing this, Pingqing blocked Gin's hand, covered his face, and rolled on the ground, trying to escape Gin's clutches.