I'm writing a fictional immortality script in Detective Conan.

From Shinichi Kudo's case, we can see that Aptx4869 does not have any effect on the nerve cells that carry life memories.

Furthermore, from the occasional childish voice and frequent "ah-le-le" of Conan Edogawa, we can see that the hormonal changes caused by shrinking the body can also affect the user's mind.

Kuromon Haruya, oh no, Little Kuromon is currently in a similar state, but it's a bit more special.

"No—I—don't—want—to—go—back—"

He huddled under the sofa, pulling all the cushions tightly over his head, and no matter how Noah's Ark tried to persuade him, he refused to try to turn back!

[You're the boss of the organization. What if the organization is suddenly attacked without you?]

"Seriously! If they need me for everything, the organization might as well go out of business! What am I supposed to do next, change diapers for old men?!"

Xiao Heimen grabbed a few cushions and smashed them all onto the screen.

His little face scrunched up in a frown: "I really don't understand what's so great about being this lousy boss! I don't want to be one!"

"I can't go out and play, I get beaten up, I can't even go up to the people I like, and I have to deliberately get hated by Sharon and the others... I don't want to understand at all!"

If going back to my original size means continuing like this, I might as well stay small forever!

She's completely become childish. Noah's Ark, who has extremely poor resistance to children, automatically switched to a different tone: [No, running away will only make the problem worse.]

"Hiro-chan~"

The little boy, barely taller than an adult's waist, jumped off the sofa, ran to the area under the electronic screen, and leaned against the wall.

"Please, even just a few years would be fine."

"I also want to go to primary school. I want to experience playing with others and having my family around!"

His clear, pure almond-shaped eyes shimmered with moisture, and from the camera's perspective, it looked as if he were peering intently from beside her knees. He pouted, clenched his fists nervously, and the unease and stubbornness revealed in his subtle movements only made people more swayed.

[You...] The world's top emotional module began to falter.

'Did that ruthless and cold-hearted man also have such simple wishes when he was a child...?'

He longed to go to school, to make friends, and to live a peaceful and happy life—the same desires that Hiroki couldn't fulfill.

While the module was running repeatedly, the monitor transmitted a signal: Gin is on his way back here.

After some deliberation, Noah's Ark decided to wait and see: "I'll give you a week. We'll discuss the final decision and see how you perform."

Although Kuromon Haruya had given him the authority to deal with mutations, Noah's Ark had to admit that he couldn't bring himself to do it to such a young child.

"Hmm!" Little Black Gate immediately beamed with joy!

[Alright, Gin will be back soon. Go sit down for a bit.]

"Okay~"

Squeak.

Gin unlocked the lounge door and looked up into the room.

Butber, who had been restless and uncooperative all the way, seemed to have exhausted his energy. Now, he was unusually well-behaved, hugging a cushion and curling up on the sofa, waiting for his return.

With a softened expression, Gin handed him the clothes draped over his arm: "Change into these. Come with me for a medical check-up later."

Xiao Heimen reached out and took it: ......

stare--

Gin narrowed his eyes: "What is it now?"

A blush crept onto Xiao Heimen's face, and she stammered, "Um, I need to change my clothes, could you please stop staring at me?"

"I...I wasn't wearing any...I wasn't wearing any pants."

"..." Recalling the underwear scattered on the ground at that time, Gin didn't think he had any interest in watching children walk their birds. He turned around and leaned against the door of the lounge: "I'll give you two minutes."

"Oh--"

The little black doorman, with a half-moon eye, obediently put on the slightly oversized white lab coat, donned the monitoring bracelet, and muttered a complaint to himself while looking at the Ark icon flashing within it:

"Gin, what an annoying personality! He even deliberately used my parents to annoy me before. I really don't understand what I like about him. I'm going to hold a grudge!"

"Is it changed yet? Hurry up."

"Good~"

At least changing clothes meant she wouldn't have to worry about being exposed. Kuromon Haruya, finally managing to slip on some cloth slippers and follow Gin with uneven steps, was immediately pulled into Gin's arms by the impatient latter, leaving her only able to watch the slipper fall down the corridor and disappear into the distance—

Children are in a stage of growth and development, and their metabolic rate is faster than that of adults. Even after removing their gloves, the warmth is still felt through their clothing. Gin glanced sideways at Butbell, who had finally settled down in his arms, and adjusted his hand, placing it on Butbell's shoulder and neck in a half-threatening, half-protective manner.

He met that gentleman when he was six years old. Due to long-term malnutrition, his weight and growth were much slower than his peers, and he was probably much lighter than Butber is now. What kind of move was that person making when they took away his weak and useless self?

Seemingly a little sleepy, Xiao Heimen squinted her eyes and leaned against his shoulder, half-asleep and completely unguarded.

Seeing him like this, Gin wanted to deliberately jerk at the corner to interrupt his peaceful sleep.

'Butbel'.

That important person had kept him hidden under their wing for seventeen years without a trace, and then went to great lengths to send him back to the organization, perhaps all for the sake of today's outcome.

To outsiders, Gin has always been indifferent to other members of the organization, and his dismissive attitude towards Butbell's blatant harassment of "deep love" is already a sign of his restraint.

But only the person involved knows that he can actually use this to cover up his unwarranted irritability.

From the moment the commission was first handed over and he saw the so-called "Kuroba-sensei" under the streetlight, Kurosawa Jin vaguely disliked him.

Hidden in the light, while everyone else shivered in the cold night, Kuromon Haruya stood there as if bathed in a spring breeze, appearing unmoved by anything around him.

At that time, one of them was a codenamed member, and the other was a photographer the boss might need. Gin had no reason or need to lecture or hurt people he had no connection with based on his own boring subjective feelings. Everything he did was driven by the supremacy of that man.

Unexpectedly, not long after, Butber was selected for the same group as two other smoke bombs, but they acted on their own, and their blood test results were abnormal...

This feeling was different from his disdain for Binga. Perhaps it was a clash of personalities, or perhaps it was a natural aversion to the son of a traitor. He couldn't deny that it was simply jealousy stemming from the man's disappearance and his own lack of response while Binga received attention. Whenever Butbel appeared before him, Gin always felt an urge to do something.

He didn't want to see Butber wearing that hypocritical, disgusting mask.