Yukiko, who was lying on the bed, was fast asleep. Her wedding dress, which was full of sacred colors, had been brutally torn beyond recognition.

The once exquisite and gorgeous skirt was now tattered and torn, losing its original elegance and solemnity.

The wedding dress was still stained with some white residue, which looked particularly glaring under the lights. The mottled marks seemed to tell the story of the fierce battle that had just taken place.

"You want fame and fortune? I'll grant your wish. And that adorable Yukiko will be mine!"

Yuzuru stared at Yusaku Kudo, who was smiling confidently in the photo above, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He is a very rule-abiding person.

He doesn't deny that he hijacked the deal.

Therefore, the compensation that is due will not be less than expected.

Doesn't Yusaku Kudo want to be the world's number one novelist?

Then let's praise them!

This is the path he chose; he has to walk it to the end, even if he cries!

Afterwards, Yuzuru got dressed and began to clean up the room that had been affected by the battle. He carefully tidied up the messy items on the floor and put everything back in order.

Finally, he gently straightened Yukiko's two legs, which couldn't close, with such tenderness that it was as if he were handling a precious treasure, and then gently covered her with a small blanket.

Good night, sweet dreams!

Yuzuru leaned down and gently kissed Yukiko's flushed forehead.

Before leaving, I casually set an alarm on her phone for two hours later.

To avoid Yukiko having to scramble to clean up the scene when Conan comes back.