Conan: Naruto

Dongfang Haoyue decisively opened the system panel, and saw the rapidly rising energy points.

"Ugh……"

Dongfang Haoyue sighed imperceptibly, no one around knew it, only Kudo Shinichi noticed Haoyue's sadness.

Xinyi patted Haoyue's back lightly, giving Haoyue warm care.

On the other side, Xiajiang Zhenmoto called out in surprise:

"Uncle Xiang Er!"

Shoji Shoji shook his head in frustration, and recounted helplessly:

"I've known for a long time that my father hates eating western food...

But why are you so angry with me...

He even said that even dogs wouldn't eat the dishes I made carefully...! "

Zhen Benxiang spread his hands and blamed himself sadly:

"It's all because my craftsmanship is not good enough!

Otherwise, Dad wouldn't be so angry..."

Zhen Benwu hurriedly comforted him:

"That's not the case, Uncle Xiang Er's craftsmanship is still very good!"

Yan Ben Xia Jiang echoed with a smile:

"right!

Your cooking is the best~! "

"Oh?

this is……"

Xiang'er put his hands in his pockets, leaned forward, stared intently at Zhen Benwu's chest, and asked in surprise:

"Xiao Wu!

Where did your corsage come from? "

"what……"

Takeshi Mumoto reached out to touch a red flower in his suit pocket, and explained with a happy smile:

"This is after the wedding, when we are going back.

Xia Jiang put it on for me. "

Zhen Ben Xiajiang leaned on Zhen Benwu's shoulder, holding Zhen Benwu's left hand in his arms.

Xia Jiang's eyes were curved like crescent moons, and he said with a sweet smile:

"Because I have had a dream since I was a child~

I hope that this kind of flower that only blooms on the island can be given to my beloved one.

So I put flowers on Xiao Wu's body~~! "

Shoji Shoji gave a thumbs up and joked with a hearty smile:

"It's really a concubine's love!

Ha ha ha ha! "

"Hahahahaha!"

Everyone was touched by the warm atmosphere and couldn't help laughing.

suddenly!

The white-haired old man's scolding sound came from a distance again!

"A father is a useless thing!

Even you, who is a son, are actually a waste! ! "

Everyone turned their heads curiously to look in the direction of the sound.

On the other side of the ship's deck, a young man's right hand holding a paintbrush trembled slightly, a drop of sweat slid across his cheek, and he looked at the drawing board in front of him with dilated pupils.

The white-haired old man stood on the deck one meter away from the young man, looking at the young man with wide eyes.

The bald man and a lady stood cautiously between the white-haired old man and the young man, protecting the young man vaguely.

The old man taught sharply:

"I just draw messy things all day long!

It's useless! "

The white-haired old man looked at the bald man and accused angrily:

"Bei Lang!!

And you, the father!

Don't you want to educate your son well! ? "

Zhen Ben Beilang endured it silently, not daring to speak up to defend himself.

The white-haired old man was still angry, and turned his head to look at the lady who didn't take it seriously.

The old man accused angrily:

"And you!

My good daughter Mariko!

I didn't agree with your marriage with Beilang back then, it was you who insisted on getting married! !

Now it's not what I expected.

With the kind of relationship you have, only trash like Ichiro will be produced! ! "

Mariko Harumoto's complexion was cloudy and uncertain, she turned her head away, unwilling to see the white-haired old man.

The old man let out a long breath, and turned his head to look at Ichiro Kuimoto who was holding a paintbrush.

The white-haired old man accused angrily:

"An impossible dream like yours!

Better give up as soon as possible! ! "

Ichiro Kumimoto's hands trembled more and more.

The white-haired old man paused for seven seconds panting heavily, then turned to look at Zhen Benwu.

The old man called out loudly:

"Hey!

Xiao Wu! ! "

Zhen Benwu responded in panic:

"what……

Yes! "

The white-haired old man turned around and walked towards the cabin, and ordered loudly without looking back:

"I have something to tell you, come to my room later!"

Zhen Benwu hurriedly agreed:

"Yes Yes!"

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Restaurant on a luxury cruise ship.

After dinner.

Xiaolan's family and Zhen Ben Xiajiang sat around the dining table.

"These are all direct blood relatives of the Zhenben family~!"

Xiajiang Zhenben held a pen in his right hand, and drew a tree diagram of the direct blood relatives of the Zhenben family on a piece of white paper.

Dongfang Haoyue asked curiously:

"Are these people here to attend sister's wedding~?"

Yan Ben Xia Jiang pondered and replied:

"That's right.

Since my parents passed away, they are my closest relatives in this world...

But the best thing for me is my grandpa, he takes good care of me every day.

I think it's because of my father...

He used to be Grandpa's favorite son.

only……

Ever since his father and mother passed away in a car accident, Grandpa's mood has also become cloudy...

Ugh……"

The atmosphere at the dining table froze instantly, and everyone fell silent.

After a long time.

"Strange……"

Xiaolan turned her head to look outside the restaurant door, and asked in bewilderment:

"Why hasn't Xiao Wu come here~?"

Zhen Ben Xiajiang looked outside the restaurant door, thoughtfully replied:

"After he was called to the room by his grandfather, he hasn't come back until now...

I don't know what happened to Grandpa, but it took so long. "

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi looked around, and found that Akiro Sarumoto and Mariko Sarumoto entered the restaurant and sat at a table not far away.

At the same time, a sexy and fashionable young woman stepped into the restaurant with haughty steps without haste, and went straight to Zhen Benxiajiang with shame and arrogance.

The young woman looked at Xia Jiang condescendingly, and questioned maliciously:

"You guys!

Are you talking about something ulterior? "

Zhen Ben Xiajiang looked up at the young woman, and whispered:

"Sister... sister!"

"Ah!"

The young woman covered her mouth with a chuckle, walked to other dining tables without looking back, sat on a chair casually, and complained loudly as if no one else was around:

"Where did that Dragon Man go?!

Why haven't you come yet! ? "

Dongfang Haoyue picked up the white paper on the table with her right hand, and after observing it carefully for two seconds, she lightly poked Zhen Ben Xiajiang's arm with her left hand.

"Um……?"

Zhen Ben Xiajiang looked at Dongfang Haoyue in bewilderment.

Haoyue asked curiously:

"Sister Xia Jiang~

Was that woman just now your own sister, Akie Harumoto~?

Why is she treating you so badly...? "

Xia Jiang Zhen Ben explained hesitantly:

"Yes, it is.

I think……

Maybe it's because my grandfather treats me better, so my sister is a little unhappy...

But don't get me wrong, my sister used to be nice to me too...!

Just after Mom and Dad passed away...

My sister was too sad, which led to a huge change in her temperament...

woohoo..."

Yan Ben Xiajiang choked up and wept softly.

"Xia Jiang..."

Xiaolan stood up resolutely, walked quickly to Xia Jiang's side, gently held Xia Jiang's hand, and gave Xia Jiang warm care.

Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi, and Mori Kogoro fell silent at the same time, not wanting to disturb Xiaolan's soft consolation to Suarumi Natsue.