31. REBIRTH：25D……
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It didn't take Conan long to find the seal and come back. Miyama Chaodeng stamped the document handed over by the strange courier, who then carried the equipment purchased by the system into the room.
In the presence of outsiders, Conan cannot mention the previous events and can only sit near the dining table where he will not affect Sakamoto Fudo's installation of new appliances.
Miyama Chaodeng stood near the window with his cat. The cold white-haired police officer was holding a white kitten that looked a bit like him. He stroked the kitten's back with his hand, and the cat lay in his arms obediently.
Conan looked around the decoration of Miyama Asato's apartment with some boredom. The overall decoration was in Southern European style, which seemed to be very suitable for Miyama Asato's temperament.
But there are a lot of things in the room, all kinds of ornaments and decorations, not limited to a certain category.
He had just been called to Yushan Chaodeng's study to look for a seal. To his surprise, there was a huge glass cabinet in Yushan Chaodeng's room, with a total of six layers, filled with various types of figures.
Conan was so stunned by the large glass display case that he stood there for half a minute. Then he saw the entire series of books neatly arranged in the bookcase, divided by color and displayed very beautifully.
The room is also filled with all kinds of strange yet beautiful things, such as mushroom lamps made from Mario props, a watering can made from McDonald's French fries bags, and a wooden fish on the table in the study...
As a detective, and by observing the other party at his usual residence, Conan quickly analyzed the hidden character of Miyama Asato.
Officer Yushan must be a very thoughtful person, curious about many things.
It's not like he has anything he particularly likes, just like the figurine cabinet just now, Conan feels that maybe the other party just bought it because it looks good. Many things in the whole room have this kind of impulse purchase feeling of "this thing is so weird, buy it and see it"...
I always feel that this kind of personality... seems a little cute?
Conan looked at Miyama Chaodeng, who was standing by the window, holding the cat by the scruff of the neck and looking at him, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.
Just then, the courier accidentally knocked the paper bag on the table when he passed by him. The courier immediately said "sorry" and squatted down to pick it up.
The blue coat slipped out of the paper bag. The blond young man sniffed it and his expression became gloomy for a moment: "Huh, stinky rat."
The other party's voice was not loud, but it was right in front of Conan, so he could hear it very clearly.
Sakamoto folded the clothes and put them in the bag, and put them back on the dining table. Conan couldn't help but ask, "Big Brother, what rat did you just say?"
"Hmm?" Sakamoto looked at Conan with his pair of clear blue eyes like glass beads. His pupils were still black. He looked at him blankly like a husky.
Conan scratched his hair and saw that the other person quickly showed a bright smile. He said without any flaws: "I mean it's nothing, as long as I pick it up quickly!"
He even gave a thumbs up, looking as cheerful as the most common hot-blooded idiot in the sports club.
Conan's mouth twitched, and he thought that he was probably too sensitive.
Sakamoto continued with his main job. He was very efficient in the assembly work, but it still seemed like it would take more than a short time to finish.
Miyama Asato also looked like he was waiting for the other party to finish his work before leaving. Conan thought about it and decided to leave first.
"Officer Miyama, I'm leaving today." Conan climbed down from the chair, came to Miyama Chaodeng, looked up at him and said, "Can you meet me again next time?"
Miyama Chaodeng loosened his grip on the system, and the system rolled deftly from mid-air to the ground and disappeared in a flash. He squatted in front of Conan and seemed to be almost as tall as the child.
"You don't leave me any room to refuse, little detective," said Yushan Chaodeng.
Perhaps because of his memories from his past life, he has mixed feelings towards Conan. Sometimes he thinks Conan is too curious, but because he knows what happened to Conan, he thinks it is understandable.
And he wouldn't argue with children.
"If you don't want me to, I won't come."
"Okiya Subaru refuses to tell you?"
Conan smiled shyly and did not answer this question.
"Then I won't tell you either." Miyama stood up and ruffled Edogawa Conan's hair. "Although I don't like him, I believe in his judgment. He must have his reasons for thinking that you shouldn't know."
Conan's expression finally relaxed a little. He grabbed Miyama Chaodeng's sleeve and said anxiously, "But..."
"I won't take you back. This place is not far from the Maori Detective Agency. Be careful on the road alone." Yushan Chaodeng pushed him out directly.
Conan looked at the door closing in front of him, dumbfounded. He knocked on the door several times but no one answered. In the end, he could only leave in frustration.
…
Miyama Asato cut the Gordian knot and threw Edogawa Conan out, and lived alone with this courier who looked like a cheerful and happy silly dog.
He was a little worried. The man who could be assigned a task by the system alone, the task was to find out the other party's identity. What if he had any relationship with the organization? It would not be good to stay with Kudo Shinichi for too long.
And unlike previous tasks that had no prompts, this time there is a small progress bar behind the task.
When Yushan Chaodeng knew the name on his business card, the progress bar reached 3%.
He knew it was a pseudonym. How could a normal person choose such a strange name? It took a lot of courage just to say it out loud.
A horizontal comparison is probably like this: an American names himself Snow White Thomas, and a Chinese says his name is Li Guanyin Bodhisattva...the shame is about the same.
Miyama Asato, who has a more divergent mind, couldn't help but imagine the scene where Akai Shuichi introduced himself as Snow White Thomas.
Yu Shan Chao Deng pursed his lips and warned himself not to think about it anymore.
He refocused his attention on the 3% progress bar. Knowing the other party's name and the work, only 3% progress?
He looked up at Sakamoto who was working diligently on a folding ladder. The young man was humming a tuneless tune while working, and his voice was very pleasant to the ear.
This person doesn't look like a home delivery person at all. With this appearance, he might be quite popular as an artist or actor.
As if he noticed Miyama Asato's gaze, Sakamoto turned around to look at him, curved his eyes and smiled very gently.
Yushan was startled by the lamp and lowered his head and stopped looking at him.
"Come to think of it, I just heard that kid say, sir, you are a policeman, right?" Sakamoto continued his work and asked casually.
No, actually it’s the police.
Miyama Chaodeng said this in his heart, but he didn't intend to say it out loud.
In the public's perception, the public security and the police are actually the same thing. If he said he was a public security officer, he might have to explain the difference between the two to the other party, and then he would have to engage in some meaningless socializing.
But would it be better to continue chatting? Since there is such a task, it means that this person must have some special identity that is not to be seen in public. If you get to know him well...
However, this kind of thing of getting close to the target and gathering intelligence is definitely not his area of expertise. Mr. Kotani is an expert in this area.
She was very good at pretending to be a lover on the plane before. If it weren't for Miyama Chao Deng's tricks, she would have fallen for him long ago.
"Pfft." Sakamoto suddenly laughed, just a chuckle at first, and then burst into laughter.
But because it is too straightforward, it won’t be offensive.
"You are so cute, guest." Sakamoto took off his hat, revealing his golden hair, and nimbly jumped down from the ladder. "This question should not be difficult to answer. Am I too offensive? If so, I am sorry. I just felt very eager to talk to you when I saw you... As expected, this is too offensive."
As Sakamoto spoke, he suddenly became depressed, his tone and mood were extremely low, like a puppy that didn't get the attention of its owner, as if it would whimper pitifully in the next second.
"Um...I didn't..."
Miyama Asato felt as if he had done something very bad. He stood beside Sakamoto, a little at a loss, and tried to say something, but he was not very good at comforting others.
Sakamoto is taller than him and seems to be about the same height as Mr. Fūya.
"Really?" Sakamoto looked at him. Miyama Chaodeng was almost exhausted by him and immediately shook his head.
"That's great." Sakamoto smiled again, staring at Miyama Chao Deng with his blue eyes, and said nervously and quickly, "I'm sorry, am I too neurotic? This is just who I am... I get flustered when I meet someone I like, and I can't change it even if I want to."
Miyama Asato didn't know how to answer again. Fortunately, Sakamoto was very considerate after he recovered. He said to Miyama Asato, "This has been installed. It's time for me to go. If you find anything unusual during use, just call the number on my business card."
Miyama breathed a sigh of relief and sent him out. Sakamoto stood at the door of the apartment and said goodbye to him, smiling, looking always full of energy.
"I'm sorry for saying something that bothered you. I'm really sorry for causing trouble to you today." Sakamoto said apologetically, even using honorifics to address the customer.
"That's not true." Yushan Chaodeng naturally couldn't say what was in his mind, so he responded in a very polite and standard manner.
"Then I'll go first. I hope we'll have a chance to see each other again in the future." Sakamoto bowed slightly to him, picked up the cardboard boxes and garbage from the room, as well as his toolbox and the folding ladder, and walked towards the elevator tremblingly.
There were indeed too many of these things. Yu Shan couldn't bear to look at them anymore and asked, "Do you need help?"
"No, no, no, of course not!" Sakamoto immediately refused. "I can carry this stuff down by myself, how can I ask the guests for help?"
As he spoke, he accidentally tilted his body and the things in his hands fell to the ground.
Yushan sighed at Deng, went forward to help him pick it up, and carried it to the elevator together.
"I'm so sorry." Sakamoto said a little embarrassedly. Seeing Miyama Chao Deng getting on the elevator with him, he quickly persuaded, "Well, I can do it by myself from now on."
Yushan glanced at Deng and turned away: "I'm going out."
"I see..." Sakamoto responded somewhat disappointedly.
The elevator quickly reached the first floor, and Miyama Asato helped the other party share two boxes and lifted them onto the truck with the same print as Sakamoto Fudo's clothes.
Sakamoto showed a somewhat shy expression and looked at Miyama Chao Deng cautiously: "Thank you so much for today, guest. I'm sorry to have troubled you."
Miyama Asato felt that it would be better not to do this mission, as Sakamoto Fudo Myo-oh was the type of person he was least capable of dealing with.
"No, it's okay." He said expressionlessly, pretending to check his phone, as if he didn't have enough time, "I'm leaving first."
"etc!"
As soon as he turned around, he was stopped by Sakamoto.
The blond young man took off his hat, revealing his handsome face. His face was flushed, and he looked at Yushan Chaodeng, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
"That's it..." Sakamoto took a deep breath, followed him closely with his eyes, and finally made up his mind to speak, "Maybe it's a little sudden, but I really fell in love with you at first sight!"
"……?"
"Please date me...ah, no, please allow me to pursue you from now on!" Sakamoto bowed to him and gave Miyama Chao Deng a wet puppy-like look, "Can I kiss you?"
Pretty scary words said in a very sincere tone.
It was the first time that someone confessed to Miyama Chaodeng. Although the other person's words were very sincere, he didn't feel anything real at all, and didn't even feel the most basic shyness.
This guy is really very strange, from his name to his personality.
"No, I..."
"no."
Just as the words of refusal were beginning to be spoken, another voice joined their conversation.
Miyama Chaodeng subconsciously looked over and saw a young man with blonde hair very similar to Sakamoto in front of him, with one hand in his pocket, not far from them.
His face is also very handsome, but the feeling that Sakamoto brings to Miyama Asato is completely different.
Sakamoto confessed to him on the spot, and Miyama Asato was not upset at all. But when Furuya Reiichi appeared, Miyama Asato felt his ears burning.
Sakamoto curled his lips when neither of them noticed, and then looked at Furuya Rei who had just appeared: "I'm asking about him, it has nothing to do with you."
However, Furugaya Rei completely ignored him, walked over leisurely, and stretched out his hand in front of Miyama Asato, with his fingers slightly bent as an invitation.
Yushan Chaodeng thought about keeping a distance from this man for a few days at home, but as soon as the other party stretched out his hand, he put his hand on it without any hesitation.
“…”
He wanted to take his hand back, but Fōtani Rei held it directly and easily interlocked their fingers.
They had held hands like this before, but at that time, Miyama Chaodeng was still calm and didn't feel anything.
But maybe it was because his mood was different this time, his whole body froze.
Mr. Fūya's hand was hotter than his, and it instantly ignited like a flame, clearing his mind. Just as the system said, the heartbeat, pulse, hormone secretion, and the body's instinctive reaction would not lie.
However, he wanted to pull his hand away, but was very reluctant.
"He's mine." Furuya Rei raised their clasped hands and kissed them. But out of propriety and to avoid suspicion, he touched his own fingertips.
But even so, he felt the adjutant's hand tremble.
Fūya Rei calmly tightened his grip, without showing any emotion, narrowed his eyes like a winner, and said in a bad tone, "Get lost if you know."
Sakamoto's handsome face was distorted with jealousy, but he didn't talk to Furuya Rei. Instead, he wagged his tail at Miyama Chaodeng pitifully: "Is this guy really your boyfriend? He has a bad temper. He seems like the kind of person with bad character who would beat people up when drunk."
"Besides, you don't particularly like him, do you?" Sakamoto looked at Miyama Chao Deng and said innocently, "When he held your hand just now, you were shaking with fear."
"You don't like him at all, do you?" Sakamoto's smile gradually widened, and he asked passionately as before, "It's painful to be with someone you don't like. If it were me, I would definitely pamper you and treat you..."
It was difficult for Fūya Rei to tell what his mood was at the moment. He felt a bitter taste in his mouth and slowly loosened his grip on his adjutant's hand.
"No."
His hand suddenly tightened, and the adjutant standing next to him suddenly spoke.
The white-haired young man didn't look at him, but stared at Sakamoto in front of him. His tone was cold and expressionless as always, but it could be seen that he was very serious at this moment.
"It's not that I don't like him."
Miyama Asato's golden eyes shone brightly, more dazzling than the moon in the sky, or anything else that Furiya Rei had ever seen.
"It's because I like you so much that I don't know what to do. Mr. Sakamoto, we have to leave."
Yushan Chaodeng nodded slightly at him, walked in front of his boss for the first time, and took the initiative to lead the other party away.
They turned the corner and saw Sakamoto standing there in a daze for a while before he got on the pickup truck and left. He probably had given up.
Furiya Rei's heartbeat had never been so intense, just like the feeling of "a deer beating wildly" described in many novels. He licked his lips, and just when he was about to say something, the adjutant let go of his hand and lowered his head towards him.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Fūya, I just said something so harsh..."
Pah.
The fawn died. ：，，.
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