Model worker and his little darling

The moment the doctor placed his hand on Pingqing's forehead, Pingqing opened his eyes and grabbed the doctor's neck.

"roll!"

Gin held down Heikichi's hand and gently patted his head reassuringly, "This is a doctor, it's alright."

Ping Qing glanced coldly at the doctor, closed her eyes, and leaned back, her head aching.

The doctor swallowed hard, and only after confirming that Pingqing would not have any further stress reaction did he place his trembling hand on Pingqing's forehead.

After taking his temperature and asking him questions, it was confirmed that the problem was caused by overwork. He was told that he should take some medicine and rest well.

Gin's face was terribly dark. Was he overworked? His intuition told him there must be something else going on.

After giving him the medicine, Gin carried him back to his room.

In the car, Vodka grinned. "You know what to do, right?"

The doctor nodded repeatedly, saying that not saying anything was the right thing to do.

This is terrible! He seems to have seen the true face of the Imperial Deer and witnessed Gin deceiving people. Will he be silenced?

……

The next day.

Ping woke up and stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time before slowly walking outside.

Seeing that he was awake, Gin hugged Heikichi, touched his forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the fever had subsided.

"Eat something, shall I feed you?"

After a while, I heard the person in my arms give a soft "hmm".

Sitting on Gin's lap, drinking the porridge that Gin had personally cooked, Pingqing smiled and kissed Gin on the corner of his mouth.

"Koto-chan~, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

Gin hummed in agreement. Since the two of them moved in here, he had been the one doing most of the cooking.

Pingqing initially tried to learn from him, but after wasting a lot of ingredients, his cooking skills didn't improve much. The food he made was barely edible. The same steps, but after Pingqing's touch, it just didn't taste right.

The two were so engrossed in their sweet romance that they completely ignored the vodka that had been delivered to them.

Vodka said he was used to it and would just leave quietly.

The eldest brother probably gave all his gentleness and patience to Yu Lu. He thought Yu Lu could live a life where everything was done for him.

Yu Lu is the same; he's ruthless and cruel outside, but in front of his older brother, he acts all cute and cuddly. All Yu Lu sees is him clinging to his older brother, and his older brother actually likes it.

Moreover, after the eldest brother got together with Yu Lu, he smoked and drank much less.

If other members of the organization saw this, they would probably be terrified; the sense of division is too strong.

Seeing that Heikiri had finished eating, Gin grabbed Heikiri's chin to prevent him from moving. Looking into Heikiri's eyes, he saw only his own reflection in those blue eyes.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Pingqing blinked. "I'm just tired."

Gin tightened his grip slightly, staring intently at Hirai. "Heh~, do you think I'd believe that?"

"I've been working with Uncle Mori on cases these past few days, keeping an eye on the FBI and handling other matters. I haven't had much rest, and then I got caught in the rain..."

As the chill emanating from Gin intensified, Heishi's voice grew softer.

Gin was almost laughing in exasperation. "What else?"

"Gone."

"Ok?"

Ping Qing nodded heavily, his eyes completely honest. "It's really gone."

"Why did you decide to go to the training base yesterday?"

"I felt I was too useless, so I went there. Actually, I didn't train for very long."

Gin stared into Pingqing's eyes for a long time before letting go of her. He didn't believe her at all and could tell that Pingqing hadn't finished speaking.

After thinking about what he had found out, Pingqing realized that he hadn't encountered anything unusual these past few days.

However, he only went out for two days, and the kid has already made himself look like this. He's really got some nerve.

He glanced at Pingqing, who was pretending to be dead, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"Miss you."

After a moment of silence, Gin looked at Hirai and asked, "Is something about to happen?"

After spending a long time together, he had a vague feeling that Pingqing seemed to know something about the future. He deduced this from the two strange little white mice he kept outside.

Upon arriving in Japan, he made contact with Kogoro Mouri's family and expanded his network through them. Later, Shinichi Kudo shrunk, Kogoro Mouri became famous, and Sherry defected.

His identity just happened to allow him to make contact, mainly because Hirai didn't hide it, as evidenced by his encounter with Shinichi Kudo at Kenbashi Station last time.

It's highly unlikely that all of this was just a coincidence.

If it were about Ping Qing, he wouldn't believe it. They are all people who prioritize profit, especially since Ping Qing has strange abilities, making it even more impossible.

Insufficient strength means that Pingqing Hui is in danger.

Hearing this, Ping Qing smiled and said, "Who knows? No one can predict the future. As long as it hasn't happened, anything is possible."

After placing a kiss on his forehead, Gin looked at Taira.

"I'm here!"

No matter what happens, he will stand by Pingqing's side.

Two simple words, yet they inexplicably bring a sense of peace.

Holding Gin's hand, Taira nodded with a smile.

Sensing the atmosphere was a bit heavy, I nudged Gin and said, "Let go, or you'll catch my 'catch' from me."

Gin chuckled, "Isn't it a bit too late to say that now? I was hugging him all night last night." It was like hugging a furnace, but thankfully the fever subsided later.

Hmm... In his dazed state, he felt Gin holding him the whole time. When he tried to break free, Gin only held him tighter.

Suddenly remembering something, Pingqing leaned close to Gin's ear, her voice tinged with amusement, "Gin-chan~, I heard that making it when you have a fever is supposed to be special, but I missed it. How about we try it now?"

Upon hearing this, Gin, his face expressionless, touched Hirai's forehead and cheeks to confirm that the fever had subsided. His eyes were still filled with doubt; had the child's brain been damaged by the fever? Had he become a little idiot?

Seeing Gin's actions, Taira couldn't help but laugh out loud; his Gin-chan was just too cute.

Seeing this, Gin leaned close to Hirakiyo's ear and bit him, "Once you're better, we'll try it slowly."

Pingqing shrank his neck; he didn't want to be stuck in bed. However, he could let Gin experience that feeling—the kind where he had to lie in bed for three days.

Seeing what Pingqing was thinking, Gin pinched him on the waist, always one to push his luck.

Seeing Pingqing squirming unhappily in his arms, Gin kissed Pingqing on the cheek and said helplessly, "Little ancestor, behave yourself."

Pingqing clutched his chest. He couldn't stand Gin acting like this; it was as if Gin was being affectionate with him.

Early in the morning, he couldn't stand the stimulation and couldn't help but want to pounce on Gin.

She wrapped her arms around Gin's neck and bit his lips.

Gin, with his eyes closed, responded to Taira's enthusiasm. What a restless child...

A lingering kiss and the ambiguous sound of water echoed in the quiet room.