Boiling a frog in warm water is probably the best way to treat this sensitive, fragile, and already well-wounded teenager.

The man reached out his hand to remind Conan who was about to say something. He looked at Kudo with a reassuring look in his eyes and said in a steady tone, "Okay, now it's time to talk about the gift."

Kudo thought they wanted to say something else, so he lowered his head and silently thought about how to not let them down. But when he heard such an abrupt ending, he suddenly raised his head and his face turned a little pale.

Don't want to talk to him anymore?

His eyes met with Kudo Yusaku's. The man smiled at him soothingly and reached out to rub the boy's head.

Such a considerate expression made Kudo feel a little scared, but he didn't hide away in the end. When the other party pulled his hand away, he raised his head and carefully raised the corners of his lips to give him a smile.

However, his face was a little pale and the curve of his mouth was a little forced.

He wanted to give these people a satisfactory answer and told them easily, "Okay, I'll do this."

But he couldn't do it, his brain kept telling him: This is your fault, you can't escape it, and you can't escape it.

Deep down, he really couldn't escape these things - if even he could escape, then what would those dead friends mean?

Isn't a person's true death to be forgotten by others? He didn't want his friends to experience a second death, especially since it was his fault.

"The gifts are all here." Kudo Yukiko came over from the corner of the stairs as if she had telepathy, holding a pile of gifts in her hands.

"Well, these are Shinichi's gifts—" Kudo Yukiko put the gifts on the table in front of Kudo, looked at him with a faint smile and said, "These are all gifts given to you alone~"

Kudo shifted his gaze from Yukiko's face to the table, looking at the fancy gifts. His fingertips couldn't help but tremble. "Where's his...gift?"

The voice was not loud, but it was filled with deep fear.

What are you afraid of? A pigeon taking over the magpie's nest?

Toru Amuro took the time to think, and with his purple-gray eyes, he looked at the boy who lowered his head with a gentle disguise.

Conan was quick to sense his emotions, and pointed to a corner with a big smile, "It's there, I saw it before you came here, so now it's time to open your presents."

He did look at them, but only a few, because his father told him that Kudo was very sensitive and would be caught if he told a complete lie, so he opened a gift at random so that he would be telling the truth when he said this later.

After all, he did demolish them, didn't he? It was just a matter of quantity.

How could Kudo not see what Conan was thinking? The trance brought to him by the previous memory was so severe that he could not see the actions of this group of people clearly, and of course it was impossible for him to see their purpose.

But now he has recovered a lot, and it is easy for him to see through Conan's not-so-great acting skills.

"Together." Kudo stared at Conan without any expression, but he didn't look scary, he just felt that this man was a little stupid.

Lying... was discovered.

Conan sighed, but followed Kudo's advice. He ran over, picked up two and put them on the table. He smiled broadly at the boy next to him and said, "Let's do it together."