Conan's winery play house

Chapter 168 Under 12 year old

After the boy finished speaking, the blond man did not respond.

So the atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.

"Aito," the blond man called.

"I'm here." The white-haired boy responded.

Bourbon was silent for a moment, and asked the question he wanted to know: "Do you like being a detective?"

"I like it." The white-haired boy replied without hesitation.

Since Brother Shinichi is a detective, he also likes detectives.

"But you can't learn from those righteous detectives, we are criminals who run counter to justice." The blond man spoke as if warning, as if reminding.

"You can play the so-called detective game to your heart's content, but...you must not become a justice who hates evil." He said so.

"I won't, we are bad people, right? Bad people can only be with bad people, everyone in the organization is the companion..." The white-haired boy was eagerly looking for approval.

"If I become that kind of justice, I will be rejected, I don't want to be like this." As if afraid of this, looking for comfort or a sense of security, hugging the adult family members, whispering to himself.

"...It's good that you understand." Bourbon said with a look of satisfaction.

The hand behind the boy clenched into a fist at some point.

As for the young man lying on his shoulder, his face was expressionless and his eyes were empty.

But in the blink of an eye, he showed a warm and sweet smile and lowered his head.

The two kept embracing without making any sound.

What's on his mind, I don't know.

Until the sound of heavy footsteps upstairs.

Daifukuma, who was wearing a black coat, walked over, his black glass eyes were quietly watching Bourbon.

"It's already eleven o'clock, don't you want to go to bed?" The blond man looked at the white bear calmly, and spoke to the boy in a gentle voice.

"Well, it's time for Brother Tou to go to bed too, good night." The boy pressed his face against the man again, stepped back obediently, and let the doll bear pick him up and leave.

"Good night." The blond man stood up from the sofa, followed the teddy bear, and stepped up the stairs.

Turn off the living room light.

He stayed on the second floor, watching the doll bear continue to hug the boy and walk towards the third floor.

If Aito Miyamoto is just Aito Miyamoto, then being a just detective is a good thing for society.

But he is not only Miyamoto Aitto, he is also the code member of the organization, Avik Lear.

It's okay to play detective as a game, but if you really become a righteous person, the organization will not allow it.

As a member of the organization, Bourbon, of course, would not allow it.

Bourbon would just pull each other and watch each other sink in the dark.

……

After washing, Aito changed into pajamas, and lay side by side on the bed with Daifuku, with cookies lying on his chest, and little paper people with family names written on them next to his pillow.

"Uncle System, do you know about my past?" He lay on the bed and asked with his eyes open.

[The system does not know. 】The voice of the system is still indifferent.

"Then can I remember the past?" Aito continued to ask.

He always felt that Uncle System was omnipotent.

[The system doesn't know. ] The omnipotent system uncle replied coldly without hesitation.

"Indeed, after all, the memory is my own. Whether I can remember it is something that I don't even know. It's normal that Uncle System doesn't know." Aituo said thoughtfully.

"Then my eyes, are they originally six eyes?" He changed the question again.

[Yes, so the six eyes fit well with the host, but the original six eyes of the host can no longer be used, and the six eyes used now are the six eyes purchased in the system mall. ] The system answered very carefully this time.

"So that's how it is." Aito had a sudden realization expression on his face.

"So... Is it me who died? Why do I feel... I am not the same person as him?" He asked with puzzled eyes.

Is it because there is no memory?
[The system doesn't know. ] Uncle System has once again become a taciturn, seldom-talking but reliable style.

"Am I really 12?" Ato asked again.

[If it refers to the body, in terms of bone age, the host is not yet 12 years old. ] The system said so.

"It means that it hasn't arrived yet..." Aito blinked.

[The host has not yet passed his 12th birthday. ] The system reminded.

"Yeah, my birthday is coming soon!" The young man's blue eyes became sparkling.

On his birthday, he receives presents from family members he knows.

Even Papa's tolerance for him would be extraordinarily high on that day.

There will also be a special birthday cake.

"I'm looking forward to it!" He turned over on the bed.

"When is Uncle System's birthday?" He asked expectantly.

For so long, he didn't even know Uncle System's birthday.

[I don't have a birthday. ] The system replied.

It is not a living body, and does not need a birthday ceremony.

"In this case, celebrate your birthday with me. Anyway, Uncle System will be with me forever, so my birthday will be Uncle System's birthday." The white-haired boy smiled brightly.

"I'll share the birthday papa gave me with Uncle System." His eyes were sincere, and his tone was also full of sincerity.

"I heard Uncle System's voice on that day, and I also met Papa on that day. It was a very lucky day." He expressed his sincere joy.

[The host can decide. 】The system did not have any objection to this, nor did it reject it.

It's just a birthday, the host decides.

"Then the next birthday will be Uncle System and I, our birthday together."

"That's great," he said.

"Good night, Dafu, cookies, everyone, and...Uncle System." The boy smiled, his voice became softer, and he quickly closed his eyes.

Even when he was asleep, he had a smile on his face.

As if in a sweet dream.

Dafu was covered with a quilt, lying motionless beside the boy, and put on a blindfold.

Cookie changed the posture of coiling herself up, curled up obediently next to the boy's cheek, and fell asleep peacefully.

Early the next morning, Zhu Xingxiushu called him.

"Are you awake?" Zhu Xingxiu asked.

"Are you going to school today?" Miyamoto Aitto asked as he sat by the bed and shook his head.

"Today, Sunday, there is a soccer cup match. Shall we go to watch the soccer match together?" Zhuxing, senior fan, Hideki asked.

"Football match... ok." Aito thought for a while and replied.

Yesterday seemed to be Tuesday... Is today Sunday?

Sure enough, I still can't tell the date.

"See you at the gym." Hideki Mohohoshi hung up the phone after getting the answer, and started calling other companions.

"There is no new task for me..." Aito looked at the phone, sent a good morning to the first contact on the list, and then put down the phone.

When Hideki Morohoshi asked him if he wanted to go to the football game, he paused to think about whether he had any tasks to do.

The answer is no.

When I came to Japan, I became very relaxed.

　I hope that I won't see anyone saying that Aituo's book is similar to any other.

　　Annoying or not, every day.

　　I originally typed a long paragraph of what I wanted to say, but deleted it again, and I am too lazy to say it.

　　No plagiarism No plagiarism No plagiarism.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)