Heiji Hattori and Conan looked up at the gradually brightening sky and suddenly felt that this world was utterly absurd.

"Hattori..."

"Um?"

"We must bring that Yuzuru Hanyu to justice!"

"That's right! I refuse to believe that if the two of us join forces, we can't take down this guy, Yuzuru Nan!"

emmm...

The protagonist is the protagonist after all.

Confidence and courage combined—even Fish Leong would admire them.

Conan and Heiji Hattori were only discouraged for a short while before they quickly rallied and regained their confidence.

...

Meanwhile, in the hotel suite.

Yuzuru put down his phone and looked at Yukiko, who was slumped on the sofa and fast asleep.

The once neat sailor uniform now clung wrinkled to the little girl's beautiful body, like a carelessly discarded work of art. One of her twin ponytails had come undone, strands of hair falling messily around her cheek, adding a touch of languid charm to her appearance.

Tears still lingered at the corners of her eyes, but a satisfied smile graced her lips, as if she had just had a sweet dream.

Seeing this, Yuzuru let out a satisfied groan.

Comfortable, my older sister is the best at having fun.

Just then, a cool, clear voice drifted from the side: "Had enough fun?"

Yu Sheng Nan turned his head, looked at the pair of bright, ice-blue eyes in the darkness, and smiled: "It's just a small favor for my good sister's old friend."

"Oh."

Ai sneered, "A small favor that lets a murderer go unpunished?"

"Who said he was a murderer?" Yuzuru blinked. "The police concluded it was suicide."

Ai didn't bother arguing with him.

She didn't really care whether she was a murderer or not, since she had always maintained an indifferent attitude towards these so-called justice and evil.

Having listened to the live sex show all night, she was now very unhappy, as if an unnamed fire was burning in her heart and she urgently needed to vent it.

Yu Sheng Nan smiled, sat up from the sofa, and stretched.

He didn't just help out randomly.

The deceased certainly deserved his fate.

Due to his own mistake, Tokuhiro Furumura destroyed the film negatives for the final installment of "Parents' Fool Diary," a project that had taken the entire company a year to complete. Although filming was later reshot, the lead actor who played the younger brother tragically passed away during the process.

This series of misfortunes was undoubtedly an unbearable blow to a perfectionist like Yoshihiko Negami, and was utterly unforgivable.

Unfortunately, Dehong, the ancient village, also courted disaster.

Afterwards, he showed no remorse whatsoever and continued to do as he pleased, showing no remorse for the mistakes he had made.

Even Yuzuru Hanyu would say that his death was not unjust.

Of course, the most important reason he helped was that Yoshihiko Negami was, after all, the behind-the-scenes figure who worked on Yukiko's film, and a loyal fan.

My dear sister worked so hard today, of course he should reward her.

This can be considered as making up for the time in Osaka when I killed Numabuchi Ichiro, a loyal fan of my good sister.

In the darkness, Yuzuru Hanyu slowly bent down and gently lifted Yukiko from the sofa. The sleeping beauty murmured softly in his arms, but did not wake up.

He carried her and slowly walked into the bathroom.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Yuuko Nan gently placed Yukiko, who was wrapped in a bath towel, on the side of the bed, and then his gaze fell on Ai, who was pretending to be asleep.

Moonlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, outlining the taut profile of the haughty loli's face. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she tried to keep her breathing steady, but couldn't hide the suspicious blush on the tips of her ears.

"Ai..." Yuzuru whispered in her ear, "Want to take a bath together?"

"No," Ai refused immediately, without even opening her eyes.

Yuzuru chuckled softly, gently holding Ai's slender wrist with one hand, his fingertips caressing the inside of her wrist in an ambiguous way: "But Miss Haibara was eavesdropping all night...don't you need some help to relieve your pent-up desire?"

"Who, who's eavesdropping!"

The little girl's ears turned bright red instantly, and she instinctively struggled.

"Shh..." Yuzuru Nan put his index finger to her lips, gesturing for her to look at Ayumi, who was fast asleep beside her. "Good girls should be quiet, or you'll wake the other children~"

Ai's eyes widened, her icy blue pupils filled with accusation—this bastard actually used Ayumi to threaten her!

Without saying a word, Yu Shengnan picked her up, blanket and all.

Shame and anger still lingered, and she tried to struggle, but then she heard him whisper in her ear like a devil: "If you move again... I'll make you make that kind of sound just like I did to your older sister, and then..."

The haughty little girl glared at him, embarrassed and annoyed, but she really didn't dare to move again.

She didn't want to lose face in front of Ayumi. She wasn't some immature child like Yukiko; she had her pride.

Yuzuru carried his spoils with satisfaction to the bathroom.

The bathroom door closed gently, and the sound of water soon began.

"Let go...I'll wash it myself..."

"Don't move, you've got bubbles in your eyes."

"You...! You don't need to wash there!"

"Ai is so cute, of course she needs a thorough cleaning~"

"Mixed... um..."

The sound of water masked most of the noise, with only a few soft hums occasionally escaping through the crack in the door. On the frosted glass of the bathroom, the overlapping silhouettes of two figures, one large and one small, could be vaguely seen.

After what seemed like an eternity, the bathroom door finally opened.

Yuzuru Nan carried Ai out, whose body was flushed red. Ai leaned limply against him, her short brown hair still dripping with water. She was wrapped in a towel that was obviously too big for her, and there were several suspicious red marks on her exposed shoulders and collarbone, which stood out against her fair skin.

"Bad... guy..."

Xiao Ai cursed weakly, her voice hoarse for some reason.

Yu Sheng Nan smiled and kissed her burning cheek: "You're welcome. It is my honor to serve our Princess Ai."

Princess Ai turned her face away from him, but this action revealed a fresh bite mark on the side of her neck—exactly the same as the one on Yukiko's sleeping body.

Yuzuru gently placed her next to Yukiko. The two "trophies" lay side by side, one sleeping soundly, the other pretending to be asleep out of shame and indignation.

He admired his masterpiece for a while with satisfaction before turning around and walking back to the sofa.

As he passed by Ayumi, he suddenly stopped.

The little girl had turned over at some point, clutching her pillow tightly in her arms, a sweet smile on her lips, as if she were dreaming of something happy.

Yu Sheng Nan gently tucked the blanket around her, his gaze tender.

Goodnight, little princesses.

He turned off the lamp, and the room became quiet again.

In the darkness, Ai quietly opened her eyes, looked at Yukiko and Ayumi sleeping soundly beside her, touched her burning cheeks, and finally sighed resignedly, moving closer to Yukiko.

In their dream, the two "victims" instinctively snuggled closer to each other, as if silently accusing a villain of his evil deeds.