Chapter 59 Bourbon Arc·Ending

"......It's my mother's."

They had never expected such an answer, and both Toru Amuro and Conan Edogawa were stunned.

The man's eyebrows seemed to soften when he pronounced the word. Generally, men of this age rarely use such sticky titles, but he pronounced it without any unnaturalness.

It seemed that the word was so soft and lingering, containing imperceptible imagination and power.

The lady who passed away in a hurry probably left too many memories that were too gentle and worth remembering for him. Toru Amuro looked at the other's expression and suddenly thought of it.

The picture album that his mother had published was indeed a very precious thing for Tsukiyama Asari, who grew up in an orphanage. No wonder he immediately attracted all his attention.

"There are only a few of my mother's albums left in the house. Most of the others are no longer available after more than a decade." Tsukiyama Asari explained, and put the album back on the bookshelf with some regret. "Let's go."

He originally wanted to ask if he could sell the album to himself, but it also had commemorative value to Noguchi Gawa.

"Okay..." Edogawa Conan responded, turned his head and took a deep look at the picture album, then followed Tsukiyama Asari in a few steps, stretched out his hand and took the man in front of him who had returned to his usual appearance, "Asari brother."

"What's the matter, Conan?"

"I know there's a very old bookstore. There are a lot of old books in it that are no longer available. Maybe I can find them there!"

Tsukiyama Asari looked at the little boy who was holding his hand, couldn't help but smile, squatted down and looked directly into the round blue eyes, "Okay, do you want to go together?"

"Yes! We've made an appointment."

Amuro Toru, who had not spoken, gradually slowed down his pace until the two of them walked farther and farther away and disappeared from his sight. Then he returned to the bookshelf and took out the picture album.

The perspective of an adult man is much higher than that of a child like Edogawa Conan. When he approached just now, he easily saw the page that Tsukiyama Asari was staring at...

There was a photo and several paragraphs of bold text on it.

However, Tsukiyama Asari closed the book too quickly, and he did not see clearly what was written on it. The layout that was similar to a missing person notice, and the faces of Tsukiyama Asari and Kundu were too similar made it difficult for Amuro Toru to ignore it.

Seeing that no one around noticed this place, he quickly pulled out the picture album.

The blond man exhaled first, and felt that holding this heavy picture album in his hand seemed to make him more nervous than stealing intelligence before. He waited until his pounding heart calmed down before he turned to the last page of the picture album.

The moment he saw the picture clearly, Toru Amuro's pupils shrank instantly.

On the left was a faded photo. The old photos at that time were not as clear as they are now. The boy in the photo was wearing a shirt and overalls, holding a furry puppy in his hands, and grinning at the camera.

The picture was a little blurry. The beautiful peach blossom eyes looked a little feminine on the facial features of the seven-year-old child. At first glance, he looked like a beautiful girl with short hair. Only by carefully examining the facial features could you find the unique heroic spirit of men. The color of his lips was darker than that of normal people.

Behind him was a cluster of blooming lavender flowers.

The blond man's eyes briefly stayed on the boy's face and moved to the other side.

[Tsukiyama Eiichi was born on December 3, xxxx. He was wearing a white hoodie, black sports pants, and a navy blue canvas schoolbag when he went missing. If you have any clues, please send an email to xxxxxxxxxxx. You will be greatly appreciated.]

What kind of "dream drug" was injected by the organization into the man who is now in his thirties or forties to become immortal.

After this line of normal printed words, there is a line of small handwritten words.

[My child, Tsukiyama Eiichi, is a gift from God to us. Without him, there will be no other paintings.]

Amuro Toru closed the album.

He suddenly remembered what Jingguang whispered in the dark many years ago, when he was tortured by pain and mentally collapsed, Kundu's barely audible voice...

"...Mom.

"

"Mr. Amuro?" Tsukiyama Asari waited at the door for a while before seeing Toru Amuro rushing out. The blond man stroked his hair a little embarrassedly and said with a smile, "Sorry, sorry, I left the car key at the scene when I was investigating earlier. I just found it after searching for a long time."

After saying that, he shook the car key in his hand, revealing a cute expression of distress.

Believe your lies.

Responding like this in his heart, Tsukiyama Asari smiled and said it was okay. He was holding Edogawa Conan, who was unwilling to leave with the others, waiting by the car, and Toru Amuro couldn't help but have a strange sense of déjà vu when he walked towards them.

Stop, stop thinking!

I see you are really busy lately, always thinking about some weird things.

In his heart, he strongly stopped his weird thoughts. The smile on Amuro Toru's face almost couldn't be maintained. He tapped his head lightly, trying to get rid of these things from his head.

"I'll take you to the hospital." Opening the door of his white Mazda, Amuro Toru let Tsukiyama Asari hold Conan in the passenger seat before driving to the other side.

Most of the time on the road, there was silence that was not awkward. Occasionally, when they chatted for a few words, Edogawa Conan would loudly join in the topic, making the two of them laugh and cry. When they arrived at the hospital, it was almost dinner time. Amuro Toru suggested that he would buy lunch boxes for everyone and let Tsukiyama Asari take the children up first.

This arrangement was reasonable no matter how you look at it. Tsukiyama Asari didn't bother too much. He simply said goodbye to the other party and walked towards Asuka Kiri's ward.

"Ran, you haven't had any water for the whole afternoon." Suzuki Sonoko came back from the water heater in the hospital corridor with a cup full of warm water and handed it to the girl who was still sitting by the bed, "At least moisten your throat."

"Thank you." Mao Lilan whispered thank you, and then she asked, not knowing what she was thinking, "Hey... Sonoko..."

"Hmm?"

"Do you feel that Xiao Wu is very different from us?"

"Really?" When asked this question, Suzuki Sonoko cast her eyes on the boy who closed his eyes on the bed, and moved over to take a closer look, "Hmm... the hair color is a little different."

"It's not that, it's the feeling... the feeling is different." Because of what her friend said, Mao Lilan couldn't help but smile a little. After Suzuki Sonoko sat on the chair next to her, she gently pulled her hand into her own, as if she wanted to draw some strength from her.

"It's that feeling... it's like he could disappear at any time and anywhere."

Hearing this, Suzuki Sonoko looked carefully at the boy lying on the bed.

Asuka Mizuki's skin was very white, almost bloodless, and his hair was also white. He was wrapped in the pale sheets and blankets of the bed, as if the whole person was integrated into this ward.

"Because Xiao Wu is very white?"

"Really..."

Listening to her friend's words, Mao Lilan suddenly recalled a scene not long ago. A boy with soft white hair stood by the window, looking at the golden leaves after the fall. The wind brought the fragrance of unknown flowers through the window and blew up the ends of Fei Niao Wu's hair. She suddenly thought foolishly at that time...

whether he would disappear suddenly like that gust of wind.

"...He seems to be always spinning in his own world, always separated from the real world by a layer of glass." Mao Lilan said softly. This was the first time she confessed her feelings about Fei Niao Wu in front of her best friend. "What do you think the world in his eyes is like? Is it like in the old black and white movies?" What is

the world in his eyes, and what is our world like in his eyes?

Suzuki Sonoko also fell silent. She let the other person lean his head on her shoulder, and suddenly remembered an idea she had long ago, and said, "Ran, I think..."

When

Tsukiyama opened the door, the first thing he saw was Ran Mouri and Suzuki Sonoko sitting by the bed.

"Ran, Sonoko."

He called out and stretched out his hands, sticking two cans of red bean soup bought downstairs in the hospital on the girls' cheeks.

"Red bean soup!" Suzuki Sonoko took it and immediately opened it and took a big sip. The warm liquid flowed down her throat and flowed into her stomach. She drank half of the can in one breath. She sighed with relief and smiled, "I'm alive. Thank you, Brother Chaoli--"

"Thank you..." The other girl's eyebrows were tinged with a hint of worry. She picked up the can of red bean soup, opened the pull ring and just took a light sip, "...Xiao Wu hasn't woken up yet. It's been an entire afternoon."

"Maybe it's because he took sleeping pills?" Tsukiyama Chaoli sat down on the other side, put his hand on the boy's forehead, and gently stroked the ends of his white hair. "The effect of the medicine won't wear off so quickly. He probably won't wake up until the evening. He's been guarding here for an entire afternoon. Thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay, I..." Maori Ran stood up suddenly and slapped her head, "Oh no - I forgot to cook for Dad!"

Originally, in order to welcome Tsukiyama Asari back, everyone had made an appointment for dinner. She wanted to prepare dinner for Maori Kogoro in the detective agency in advance before going there, but unexpectedly something unexpected happened and now it is almost dinner time.

"That uncle, let him eat whatever he wants..." Suzuki Sonoko's words got stuck in her throat. She quickly took hold of Maori Ran's arm and shouted exaggeratedly, "No, Xiaolan, it's not too late now. We have to go back and cook!"

"......Huh?"

"......What I just said." Suzuki Sonoko whispered into her friend's ear, "We just need to go out and discuss it..." "

......Well! Then I'll go back and cook for Dad! Brother Chaoli, we'll be back soon." The long-haired girl quickly stood up and walked away hand in hand with the other party.

Hey... What are you going to do again?

Edogawa Conan couldn't help but reveal a half-moon eye, turned around and saw that the disposable paper cup on the table was empty, so he got up and went to the water dispenser in the corridor to get water.

'Tong Baoer, so boring——'

The moment he heard the door close, Tsukiyama Asari instantly shouted in his heart without image, and the cold male voice of the system sounded.

[Do you still remember me? ]

'I'm too busy recently, hurry up and show me something, I'm so bored, how long will it take for Xiao Wu to wake up? '

[Two and a half hours. I'm watching a drama, let's join in. ]

'Hmm? '

The next second, a familiar picture and a familiar face appeared on the virtual screen in front of him. Tsukiyama Asari's face changed and he couldn't help but complain.

'You've been watching this thing for four or five years, right? ? Can you change to something else? Didn't I see you watching a suspense film two days ago? '

[No. 】

He sighed with a headache, and could only comfort himself that 'something is better than nothing', and fixed his eyes on the screen.

Edogawa Conan stood at the door, not knowing for a moment whether he should go in.

There was something wrong with the door of this ward. He had clearly closed the door when he left, but it was half open when he came back. He was about to go in, but after seeing the situation inside the room clearly, his steps paused and he couldn't help but freeze.

The man who had always been reliable and stable in his memory sat on the edge of the bed, slightly hunched over, with an expression on his face that he had never seen before, and his long and thin eyebrows were frowned together, as if he was holding back his emotions.

Tsukiyama Asari's hand was always on Asuka Kirei's forehead, maintaining the movement before he left, but his eyes were not focused.

......The man in front of him seems to have always been like this. Edogawa Conan suddenly thought.

He was always so calm in front of them. He first sent Xiao Wu to the hospital and waited until the doctor said there was no danger before returning. He also comforted two girls who were sad because their friends were injured... He was always worried about other people's emotions, so what about himself?

Obviously, in this incident, the one who should be the most at a loss and the most afraid is Tsukiyama Asari.

The boy's expression gradually sank, and suddenly he didn't have the courage to push open the door.

"Conan, why don't you go in?"

The little detective who was immersed in his own thoughts was frightened. He turned around abruptly and found that the man who went to buy dinner had been standing behind him without knowing when. At this time, he was holding two plastic bags and showing him his signature smile.

"Hey? Is Mr. Amuro back?"

Hearing the sound at the door, Tsukiyama Asari finally turned his eyes away from the panel. Hua Fei, whose head was replaced by Gin, was eating pickles on the screen, which almost made him laugh out loud.

Fortunately, he didn't laugh, otherwise he would be doomed if they saw him!

"Yeah, I bought a hamburger bento." Amuro Toru smiled and raised the bag in his hand a little, motioning him to look at it, "There are also some candies and other things. Miss Xiaolan and the others must be scared... Come to think of it, why didn't I see them?"

"Ah... They went back first, sorry."

"It's okay, maybe Xiao Wu will want to eat it after she wakes up." He said soothing words and handed the lunch boxes that had been heated when purchased to the two of them, "Eat quickly."

Yueshan Chaoli took the warm lunch box, and the aroma of hamburger meat filled the air when he opened the lid. He picked up a small piece with chopsticks and put it in his mouth. He couldn't help but smile because of the familiar taste, "It's delicious - it's from the store at the door."

There is an old restaurant near the hospital that makes delicious hamburgers. He had been there once, but he didn't expect that he could take it out.

"Well, they sell hamburger bento."

"They probably added ground ginger, so the taste is a little different." Tsukiyama Asari commented on the food in his hand, "But they added very little, and it was ground very finely, so there is no ginger taste, so people who don't like ginger can accept it."

"Asari is very knowledgeable about this?"

"Mmmmm!" Edogawa Conan had just stuffed a large piece of hamburger meat into his mouth, and there was no way to stop him. When he finally swallowed the food in his mouth, the two had already talked about the new menu of the cafe.

...Hey, these two people, there is no way to get a word in.

He showed his half-moon eyes helplessly.

"...Mr. Amuro, didn't you get enough rest last night?"

Not sure if it was because his mental condition was pointed out directly or because he didn't react because the topic suddenly changed, Amuro was stunned for a moment, subconsciously raised his head to conceal his expression a little, and his tone became helpless, "Yes, because I couldn't sleep last night."

He went to the mission site last night and stayed there for half the night, but in the morning he was notified that the mission was withdrawn, and he went to work in the cafe, and encountered a murder case on the way. One thing led to another, and he didn't feel anything when he was concentrating, but now when he was free, he just felt like there was a bug in his brain, buzzing non-stop, and even the nerves in his brain were throbbing.

"If Mr. Amuro doesn't mind..."

Tsukiyama Asari put the boy in his arms on the empty chair next to him, stood up under the other's surprised gaze, and gently placed his hand behind the man's ear.

"This is..." Amuro Toru dodged subconsciously.

There was a muffled sound of "bang——" from the side, as if Edogawa Conan, who was temporarily placed aside, knocked over something.

"If you have a headache, it will feel better if you press it." He explained, avoiding the temple, which was too fatal for Amuro Toru, and pressing the back of his head and shoulder neck with a force that would not alert the man, "Just as a reward for Mr. Amuro's driving and helping before."

And for the comfort in the ambulance.

Amuro Toru paused. This is an irresistible reason, but having an area of ​​the head touched by a stranger who had just met today, even if that person was very friendly and a family member of his best friend, was really a bit...

"...As for the technique, don't worry, Mr. Amuro. I used to press that brother who acted like a child."

The brother who acted like a child, was he referring to Kasugawa Shugo?

Being pressed slowly with the right amount of force, he felt that the pain he was feeling was really beginning to dissipate.

Thinking of the many immature behaviors of his friend in the police academy, how he would complain to the squad leader or Hiro as soon as he was suppressed, Amuro Toru's expression softened, with a sparkling smile. Just as he was about to say something else...

the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside.

"Tsukiyama! I heard that Kiri--"

The man with a tough face was sweating all over. He pushed open the door of the ward and rushed in. He was about to say something anxiously, but suddenly saw the picture inside. The remaining half of the sentence was stuck in his throat and turned into a series of rapid coughs.

"Hey--what are you doing, squad leader..."

Complaining about his friend blocking the only entrance, Matsuda Jinpei pushed the door as far as it could go, and squeezed in from the gap with his childhood friend on the left and right. When he turned around, he saw Hagiwara Kenji's feet froze and he also stood at the door.

"Hagi, what are you doing..."

The end of the sentence disappeared abruptly.

In the ward, Tsukiyama Asari, who had not been seen for half a year, stood beside the chair and massaged the man who was sitting on the chair with a stiff movement. The man on the chair had a face that they were most familiar with, and he was staring at each other with a smile on his face.

The three people's memories of their friends were still seven years ago. They had no idea that Furuya Rei had perfectly put on a layer of the shell that belonged to Amuro Toru, with a signature smile. They only felt that the friend in front of them, who showed an expression that was rarely seen in the police academy, looked at each other with too gentle eyes.

Hagiwara Kenji was about to vomit his soul.

Tsukiyama Asari's usual image has always been that of a reliable and steady brother, but when he lowered his head and smiled lightly with his eyes downcast, his temperament would be particularly gentle, and the hard curves of his facial contours were mostly blocked because of the angle, but there was a kind of... soft and tolerant feeling of a mother or an older sister.

Especially now!

So suddenly reunited with a friend whom he hadn't seen for many years, the first thing that popped into Hagiwara Kenji's mind was——...

What, Furuya Rei, it's been seven years, and your vision hasn't changed at all, and it's still the same type... No! What on earth am I thinking? !

He quickly killed this thought in his mind and closed the door with his backhand. The three tall men made this single ward particularly crowded. Matsuda Jinpei, who was wearing sunglasses and driving all the way, was the first to react. He carefully looked at the blond bastard in front of him, and the veins on his hands were about to pop out.

"Asari, is this your friend?" Although he believed in his friend's reaction ability, Amuro Toru still hinted first.

He tried his best to hold the expression on his face tightly. No one would have thought that the sudden reunion would happen in such a situation.

Why in such a situation? ! !

"Ah, yes. This is Date Kou..." Tsukiyama Asari shrank back in fear when the man in front of him jumped up from the chair.

"My name is Amuro Toru." The blond man smiled and shook hands with the police officer in front of him, "I'm Asari's friend." "

Hello..." Date Kou reacted instantly and shook hands calmly, while Hagiwara Kenji on the side had a very complicated look in his eyes.

Furuya, are you calling Shuugo's younger brother so intimately?

"Come to think of it, how did you two meet? Was it abroad? I've never heard Asari talk about having such a friend before." Hagiwara Kenji said with a smile. He shook Amuro Toru's hand up and down, "Hello, I'm Hagiwara Kenji. You're so handsome, Mr. Amuro."

Hagiwara, why are you so weird! Amuro Toru almost couldn't control his expression. He gritted his teeth secretly, "Why are you asking this? It was..."

"It was in the cafe. Mr. Amuro is now a waiter at Poirot. He cooks delicious food and is very popular among high school girls." Tsukiyama Asari explained first, and the next second, he saw the three people in front of him turned their heads at the same time.

"Pfft..."

Only Matsuda Jinpei laughed out loud, but the other two couldn't help shaking their shoulders.

Hey, is it really okay to laugh at waiters? ?

Edogawa Conan couldn't help but crooked his eyes. He didn't quite understand the situation in front of him, but he didn't mind seeing the man in front of him who looked like Bourbon and was quickly getting close to Tsukiyama Asari being besieged by three policemen.

"I'm Jinpei Matsuda." After taking off his sunglasses and casually hanging them on his collar, he stretched out his hand and shook hands with the blond bastard in front of him who had disappeared for seven years. "Ah, Café Poirot, we will patronize it often, Mr. Amuro."

The man bit his lips with an almost imperceptible emphasis, secretly exerting force with his hands, pinching the man opposite him so hard that his eyebrows kept jumping, and he had to utter polite words, "Then thank you, Mr. Jinpei, Café Poirot will not let you down."

Jinpei Matsuda raised one eyebrow and ignored the words. He pulled an empty chair from the side and sat down. Hagiwara Kenji leaned over and said, "That's too much, little Jinpei, there is only one chair left..."

His complaints stopped abruptly when he saw the boy with his eyes closed on the hospital bed.

Perhaps because this was the first child in so many years that he almost thought he could not save, Hagiwara Kenji paid special attention to Asuki. Seeing the child who fainted next to the bomb seven years ago and could be easily picked up by him grow up to be a handsome young man, the little sense of accomplishment that had just risen was blown away by a phone call from Date Kou.

After listening to Tsukiyama Asari's detailed account of the whole incident, the ward fell into an unspeakable silence. Hagiwara Kenji lay in front of the bed and murmured, "Did he get killed by his own kindness..."

I don't know who he thought of because of this sentence, Tsukiyama Asari's face darkened, his eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't speak.

"Speaking of which, how were the drugs dealt with in the end?" Matsuda Jinpei asked abruptly. He looked calmly at the man opposite him who was perked up by what he said, and asked this question that the police didn't need to ask at all.

"It was the Organized Crime Countermeasures Department. It should be that police officer." Date Kou also reacted. He smiled and told his friend who he hadn't seen for many years about the current situation of another person. "I saw him a while ago. He was alive and well and in great spirits."

Amuro Toru's expression relaxed when he heard this. He was probably most worried about the guy who rushed to the front line of danger. He had only met three friends before. Even though he knew that Kasugawa Shugo had a special identity and could not appear in such occasions, he still couldn't help but worry.

Now he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Officer Date, who is that police officer?" Conan Edogawa was very curious about this sentence. He jumped off the chair with his short legs, ran to Date Kou and asked with his head raised.

"It's the captain of the General Affairs Office." Date Kou lied, which was not really a lie. After all, it was the captain who loved smoking who came to communicate with the Organized Crime Countermeasures Department. "He is a policeman who looks fierce but is very serious and responsible."

The boy responded sullenly. He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't grasp the clue, so he had to give up for the time being.

The topic went around a few more times. Amuro Toru, who had been speaking very little and just listening, suddenly heard someone calling his name. He looked up and found that everyone's eyes were on him.

"Mr. Amuro has been working part-time, right?" Date Kou asked again.

"Ah, yes. Since I'm a detective, I go to various occasions to do waiter jobs and other jobs to hone my skills."

"Is that so? Actually, my fiancée and I are planning to get married next spring, and I want to invite Mr. Amuro..."

Amuro Toru's eyes widened instantly.

Squad leader Date, we should have just met, so you invited me to attend the wedding right after we met, right...

"...As a waiter at the wedding."

...Huh? ?

I knew that my friend would not follow the beaten path, so why did he fall for it again and again? ! Amuro Toru tightened his face, showed a gritted smile, and nodded.

After seven years, the former first-class officer in the police academy became a waiter in a cafe, and even had to serve tea and water at his friend's wedding.

How pitiful, Mr. Amuro.

Tsukiyama Asari's gaze switched between the faces of several people, and he couldn't help but cast a sympathetic look at the blond man beside him.

He didn't know if this scene would be drawn in the comics by the creator of the world. He was more inclined to think that it wouldn't happen. After all, Amuro Toru was still in the situation of choosing between Bourbon and Bourbon. Even if he was revealed to be an undercover, it should be after Bourbon's identity was exposed. He wouldn't let readers know about his relationship with Matsuda Jinpei and others now.

However, Asuka Kiri's buff probably couldn't be hidden. This case was tailor-made to expose his achromatopsia. He didn't know how many wails would come out on the forum when he said this.

...Thinking of those comments on the forum, Tsukiyama Asari's expression was a little distorted for a moment.

He had seen them calling Asuka Mizuki "baby" more than once. No matter what the plot was, there would be several strings of "baby baby baby". Why did they like to call Asuka Mizuki so much? Just as he

was thinking about this, Tsukiyama Asari suddenly felt that the vest that had been unconscious for an afternoon was reconnected to him. Then, Asuka Mizuki's vision was restored on the system page. He quickly turned his head to look at the person on the bed and said, "Baby..."

......?

The boy who had just opened his eyes on the bed widened his eyes instantly, and his ears were stained with red, which was particularly bright on his fair skin.

Ahhhh, I shouted out of turn! !

Tsukiyama Asari bit his teeth hard, and even his fingers couldn't help but curl up, feeling extremely ashamed and angry. The ear system was laughing wildly in a cold male voice that no one else could hear.

The gazes of the others hiding on his face seemed to carry warmth, and they were about to burn a hole in the man who shouted an extremely weird name to his brother.

"I told you not to call me that..." Fei Niao Wu quickly responded, his voice a little hoarse due to long sleep, and he raised his hand wrapped in layers of gauze and covered the hand of the black-haired man beside the bed.

"Sorry, sorry, I was too anxious just now." Tsukiyama Asari responded dryly, "How do you feel now, Xiao Wu?"

Stop staring at me!

Even though this conversation has ended, those strong gazes are still glued to his face. If the current situation does not allow it, he would like to bury his head in the quilt and never come out for the rest of his life.

At this point, he can only rely on Asuka Wu to divert attention.

"...A little hungry." The boy lying on the hospital bed got up little by little, so the gazes of several people in the ward finally left Tsukiyama Asari and fell on him.

He didn't seem to care about his wrists that were wrapped in layers of bandages, and no one present asked Asuka Wu if the wound hurt.

The three police officers who had not been directly informed of this matter were attentive enough, and the various details they had learned from the seven years of getting along were enough to make them understand some of the symptoms that the man was unwilling to talk about.

Hearing this, Amuro Toru took the lunch box on the side and handed it to the boy, "Eat this first?"

Feeling that Asuka Kiri was still in a state of weakness due to the drugs and blood loss, Tsukiyama Asari took the packed lunch box and opened it, and then took out the brand new take-out chopsticks, cut the still warm tamagoyaki into easy-to-eat sizes, and put them into the boy's mouth.

His eyes fell back on himself.

Tsukiyama Asari gritted his teeth and fed him a few mouthfuls without changing his expression, feeling that his face had been sublimated in these few short seconds.

Look, look, it's just a look, what's the big deal.

It's just a word "baby", what's the big deal

...

It's a big problem! I shouldn't have said that word "baby" in the first place!

A few days later, Tsukiyama Asari was sitting in the most secret booth of the coffee shop, and his face turned from blue to red and then from red to blue, and he almost spilled the lemonade on the ground.

The screen in front of him was still scrolling, and the blush on his face hadn't faded away, but he was shocked by the words of the system.

[Do you want to click on the link? ]

"No!!!"

Tsukiyama Asari's face was flushed, and he couldn't help but recall the scene he just saw.

He was originally planning to pick a day to carefully read the analysis of the forum after the new episode was released, to see if there was any place to apply it. It just so happened that today, Edogawa Conan and his friends went camping, and in a few days they would go on a Suzuki Express train. At this time, a train suddenly came in, and it was estimated to be the main line.

Maybe Amuro Toru's vest would be revealed on the train. Tsukiyama Asari was not ready to participate in this matter, and simply refused the invitation on the grounds of taking care of Asuka Kiri, and stayed in his own cafe to browse the forum.

[Wuwuwuwu Mommy, thank you Mommy, Wuwuwuwuwuwu]

[Sheshe, thanks you already, Wuwuwuwuwu]

[Mommy——————————]

As soon as she opened the forum, she was dazzled by the screen full of [Mommy]. Tsukiyama Asari was not aware of the seriousness of the matter at that time. She just scrolled up a little bit, trying to find the reason why the forum was flooded with messages.

After searching for dozens of layers upwards——

[Akiko who quits gambling: “Baby…baby…ha, be gentle…” Yueshan subconsciously begged for mercy, but the white-haired boy on his body didn’t know what nerve was touched by this address, and suddenly pinched…” Full text → Accept the defeat]

[Akiko who quits gambling: Although I lost again, it was so cool. Who doesn’t like male mothers?! ]

The glass fell on the table with a loud and crisp sound. Tsukiyama Asari covered his face with his hands and groaned in pain.

Destroy this forum and this world.

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