Conan's Winery is all my vest

Chapter 384 Mr. Devil
"Hua Li." Ju Liang called Zhu Fu Huali who lived in Gulu Gulu and drank seaweed soup.

"Eh?"

Zhu Fuhuali held the bowl and turned to look at Ju Liang when he heard the sound.

"My brother and I went out for a walk." Tachibana glanced at Toru Amuro who seemed to be in a better mood, "Let's talk first."

After Zhu Fuhuali nodded, Ju Liang took the bag of snacks from Ju Liangjie.

"Go out for a walk?"

Ju Liangjie nodded, and left the ward side by side with Ju Liang.

……

As the door of the ward was closed, Toru Amuro, who was sitting next to the bed, took two bites of Zhufu Huali's crappy-looking apples, and threw them into the trash can.

"Huali, are you familiar with Juliang?"

Toru Amuro asked seemingly casually.

"Hmm... I'm not particularly familiar with it..."

Zhu Fuhuali thought for a while, and then she added, "But this time Brother Liang saved me, so I got to know him a lot."

"Hua Li... Tachibana..."

Toru Amuro's expression was slightly dignified, he considered for a while and continued, "He has a very close friendship with a suspect I know."

"and……"

An Shitou looked down at Zhu Fu Huali who raised her face obediently to listen to her, her complexion softened and her voice slowed down a lot, "You are still young, don't rush to fall in love..."

Zhu Fuhuali, who is already a first-year student at Gaifang College:?
What is Toru Amuro talking about?
……

On the bench in the small park outside the sick building, Tachibana lifted the yogurt cover and handed it to Tachibana Ryosuke who was not very willing.

Then he took out a bag of tomato-flavored potato chips by himself, tore open the bag of potato chips with a "pop", and started to eat with a "click".

"elder brother--"

Swallowing the potato chips in his mouth, Tachibana was sucking on the strawberry-flavored jelly, while asking Ku Dachou about Tachibana Liangsuke who was digging deep into the yogurt.

"Aren't you going to follow up the case investigation?"

Tachibana Liangjie sank his eyes and took a spoonful of yogurt, "Officer Ayanokōji is here, and he will deal with the remaining cases with the Osaka Prefectural Police. Because of your injury, the bureau has approved the leave."

"Eh?"

Ju Liang himself has a super self-healing ability, and he has already signed a contract with the undead flying all over the hospital to directly erase some injuries.

When Tachibana signed the contract at the right time, he modified the memories of the people around him.

However, too large a memory modification will still make some people with higher spirituality or stronger willpower, such as Tachibana Ryosuke, may notice something is wrong.

Therefore, Ju Liang still selectively preserved some memories related to the injury, but only slightly modified his own injury.

"By the way, how is your recovery?"

Tachibana Ryosuke was all on the creamy yogurt, he didn't notice the subtlety of Tachibana's expression.

"I'm almost fine."

Tachibana Liang shook his hands as he spoke, signaling that Tachibana Ryosuke was fine.

Ju Liangjie nodded. Since he bought snacks for Ju Liang, he also asked Ju Liang's resident doctor beforehand. He knew that Ju Liang's condition was fine.

"elder brother."

Ju Liang crushed the potato chips inside through the bag, "What do you think... what will my future look like?"

"Why do you ask that?"

Tachibana Ryosuke looked strangely at his younger brother who rarely had a smile on his face.

Ju Liang thought for a while in silence before continuing, "I just suddenly feel... a little boring."

Tachibana...a little bit like going home.

Back to that empty, cold lair.

The days of being Tachibana...in fact, it can't be said to be boring. In the eyes of the little devil, this can be regarded as a very interesting experience.

Tachibana, the second young master of the Tachibana Group, is very different from Tachibana who is a devil.

He can laugh, make trouble, be coaxed, get tired and be happy.

Tachibana will not.

As Tachibana when he was a devil, he would only wake up from starvation every day, trying every means to eat hazel to fill his stomach.

Either because of eating indiscriminately, lying on the bed in a daze after difficult digestion; or eating without appetite, silently feeling that the soul is being corroded by hunger a little bit.

At that time, he would often touch his gurgling stomach, thinking about whether one day he would never wake up after a long sleep, and the reason was that he starved himself to death.

He doesn't like anything, and he won't let himself like anything.

After all, in the blink of an eye, the things you like disappear without a trace, and the old things you are nostalgic for in a deep sleep disappear, which is not a good experience.

Tachibana has many friends.He has relatives, and many.

However, Mr. Devil did not.

If... counting the dead Ju Zhou, he might have had an enemy.

A bit of an impressionable hater.

Life as a devil became monotonous after Tachibana got rid of the threat of death.

Sleeping, waking up, starving, dazed, basking in the sun, occasionally the public has a tricky task, and will take the initiative to send people to bring the souls of a few rare death row prisoners to the door to do work.

In addition, wandering through countless places to survive, the long-growing devil is like an old tree with roots, nestled in his small apartment, too lazy to move or move.

But from Tachibana's point of view, this is so monotonous and boring in the eyes of others, it's not hard to say.

As a rare devil, and one who grew up among the top-notch devils in the world... Tachibana's resume is exciting enough and too exciting.

He has experienced the changes of countless ages, witnessed the changes of the world and the world, and he has also transformed into other creatures in order to protect himself, and imitated their appearance and lived in the world.

He has seen a lot of darkness worthy of resentment, and experienced too many touching moments. He also tried to adopt something like a dragon when he was lonely and desperate.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the same good luck as that giant dragon... or bad luck.

Tachibana has never met any long-lived species suitable for taking home for entertainment.

Feeling sleepy, finding a place to bury myself in a cocoon, sleeping for a while, and waking up, it is not uncommon for the ashes of the adopted ephemeral species to disappear.

Tachibana...gradually got used to loneliness and dullness.

Plain... nothing bad.

So is loneliness.

If you don't change, don't expect, there will be no sadness and nostalgia.

In order to survive, Tachibana is deliberately forgetting.

There are fewer and fewer things to remember, and fewer and fewer things to care about.

There used to be a mouse spirit in a construction bureau with whom he had met decades ago, saying that Tachibana didn't look like a devil, but like a monk.

A kind of asceticism.

Actually not.

(End of this chapter)