Although she had unilaterally severed her mother-son relationship with Conan, he was still her own son, so how could she just watch him go to his death?
Yukiko's big eyes darted around, and an idea came to her. Then she said matter-of-factly, "Of course it's the money your Uncle Yuzuru paid me to be his spokesperson!"
She slightly raised her chin, looking as if it were perfectly natural.
"You? A spokesperson? Uncle Yuzuru?"
Conan's expression looked like he had swallowed a whole lemon.
He was taken aback at first, then realized that, putting aside the fact that the other children called Yuzuru Nan-nii-gege (older brother Yuzuru), while he had to call him Yuzuru Uncle according to his mother's request.
My mom is an ultimate washed-up female celebrity.
It's unbelievable that someone would actually ask her to be a spokesperson?
"Are you kidding me?" Conan retorted sarcastically.
He pushed up his glasses and said mercilessly, "You've been washed up for so many years, who even remembers you now?"
The carriage fell silent instantly.
Yukiko's smile froze on her face. Her fingers tightened slightly on the steering wheel. She took a deep breath, her chest heaving, and her eyes turned dangerous as she asked, word by word, "What did you say?"
Conan, completely oblivious to the impending danger, chuckled and nonchalantly said, "To tell you the truth..."
"Smack!"
Yukiko slammed her hand on the steering wheel, startling the three little ones who all shrank back.
She glared at her son in the rearview mirror through gritted teeth, "What do you know? I was a world-famous international movie star back in the day!"
Conan pursed his lips: "That happened twenty years ago..."
"You!" Yukiko was furious.
Just then, a warm hand gently covered the back of her hand.
“Good sister,” Yu Shengnan said softly, “Don’t be angry. In my eyes, you will always be that radiant movie queen.”
He turned to look at Conan in the back seat, his eyes slightly reproachful: "Conan, what you said is too hurtful. Yukiko's acting skills and charm have never faded; she has only temporarily left the screen."
Conan's expression froze instantly, and he thought to himself: What the hell are you pretending for? The other kids don't know about my relationship with my mom, but you, Yuzuru, do you think you don't?
You call her "good sister"? Why don't you call her "wife"?
A hint of dissatisfaction and helplessness flashed in his eyes, but he couldn't show it.
"Furthermore," Yuzuru Hanyu continued, his voice gentle yet firm, "it is our greatest honor to have Yukiko-neechan as the spokesperson for 'Kusanen.' I firmly believe that, with her talent and strength, she can return to her peak at any time and shine on the stage once again, if she so chooses."
As he spoke, he gently squeezed Yukiko's hand, giving his good older sister face in front of the child: "I will always support you steadfastly and be your most loyal and reliable fan."
Upon hearing this, Yukiko felt a lump in her throat and almost burst into tears.
Her naughty younger brother is still the best!
During this time, in order to make a comeback, she has endured countless cold shoulders and ridicule, and even her son doesn't understand her...
Well... actually, if you think about it carefully, apart from Conan and Yusaku Kudo, who should have been her strongest support, they were full of doubt and distrust towards her comeback plan.
No one dared to criticize her because of the powerful reputation of her investors.
After all, her investor is a bad brother.
Hmph, after being an actress for so many years, it's finally her turn to experience what it's like to be a capitalist.
In high spirits, Yukiko couldn't resist any longer. Taking advantage of the red light, she turned around and gave Nanami Hanyu a big kiss on the cheek, as happy as a child who had received a beloved gift.
He shouted loudly, "My naughty little brother is the best!"
The crisp "pop" sound was particularly clear inside the carriage.
Conan: "..."
His expression froze instantly, and his glasses reflected an eerie light.
The three little ones blinked curiously.
Ayumi spoke first, her voice crisp and clear: "Wow, it's a kiss!"
Genta chimed in, "Yeah, yeah, it seems like Aunt Yukiko and Brother Hanyu have a really good relationship!"
Mitsuhiko pushed up his glasses like Conan and said thoughtfully, "It seems that Aunt Yukiko is really grateful to Brother Yuzuru."
The cunning little girl watched this scene, silently lighting a candle in her mind for her number one guinea pig, Conan, thinking to herself: Your mom's completely gone~
She curled the corners of her lips slightly, with a hint of schadenfreude.
"Ahem, this is normal etiquette in the US, don't overthink it."
Yukiko, who had just pulled herself back, coughed lightly and added.
However, as she looked at her stunned son in the rearview mirror, a sly smile quietly crept onto her lips.
That's how it should be done, gradually increasing Shinichi's acceptance level. Knowing her silly son as she does, Shinichi will find a suitable reason for himself.
First, he was an uncle, then he became affectionate.
Sooner or later, she will make Shinichi call her "Dad".
Conan, sitting in the back row, silently pulled out his phone and sent a text message to his dad: "Dad, you might be getting a little cuckolded."
After sending the message, he stared intently at his phone screen, feeling a mix of emotions—helplessness at the current situation, and a touch of schadenfreude.
Meanwhile, back in the United States, Yusaku Kudo glanced at his phone, his lips twitching slightly, before calmly replying: "You're next to your mom, right? Don't worry, I'm handling it. Don't fret."
After replying to the message, Kudo Yusaku put down his phone, rubbed his temples, and stared at his green-dyed hair in the mirror with a bewildered expression.
At noon, during the performance of his novel at the theater, for some unknown reason, a bucket of green paint suddenly fell from the sky and splashed directly on his head.
He put in a lot of effort, but he still hasn't gotten it clean.
During this time, he also sent a message to Yukiko, asking if there was any good way to quickly get rid of the annoying green, but perhaps Yukiko was still angry about what happened before, and she didn't reply to him.
On the other side, Conan, upon seeing the reply, was left with a blank stare: "???"
What's going on?! Dad actually knew?! Is this... just how the adult world is?!
His expression changed repeatedly.
The great detective has a "MMP" in his mind, but he doesn't know whether he should say it or not.
He forced himself to calm down, comforting himself: Kissing on the cheek is indeed a custom abroad... My mom has lived abroad for many years... It's normal... It's normal...
Yeah, right! Why did it have to be Yuzuru Hanyu of all people?!
Conan was internally screaming, but on the surface he had to maintain a calm demeanor.
He glanced furtively at the two people in the front row who were being affectionate, then looked at the three little ones beside him who were completely oblivious to what was happening, and Ai Haibara who looked completely calm. He suddenly realized that he might be the only one who was sober.
However, the great detective still didn't think any deeper.
I'm just a little annoyed by the person who gave me this kiss on the cheek.
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