How the Protagonist of Sports Manga is Made

"Last time, those who said they lost would accompany me to the art museum. Unexpectedly, you all came to accompany me in the end."

At the beginning of March, when the chill still persisted, Yukimura had to wrap himself in a thick light blue scarf at the strong request of the nurse.

"I almost couldn't come out," he exaggeratedly patted his chest with an expression of thrill and joy.

Kirihara looked worriedly at the boy who became thinner after his illness, "Minister, is this okay?"

"It's rare to be able to come out..." Yukimura frowned, sighed softly, and was so sad that it was unbearable to refuse any of his requests.

"There is absolutely no other meaning!" Kirihara hurriedly waved his hands, then pulled Kei Yasu and Kai Teng Shun to the sides, and the three of them surrounded Yukimura.

—— "Let the three of us shield you from the wind!" Kirihara shouted passionately.

"You idiot, how can you walk when you're surrounded like this!" Kui Gusu hit the kelp with his fist.

"You can walk sideways!" Kirihara argued unconvinced.

"Do you think you are a crab?!"

"It's really lively."

Yukimura looked helplessly at the three juniors who were fighting around him, as if he saw three silly crabs chasing each other, and couldn't help laughing for a while.

The three crabs immediately stopped, looked up at Yukimura with a dull smile:

"Oh hoo!"*3

……

Probably because it was still a working day, even in the afternoon, there were not many people in the art gallery.

The three juniors followed Yukimura around to admire the so-called famous paintings.

"Can you understand?" Yukimura asked considerately, "You can watch what you like."

This is provocation, provocation!

Will the Dark Wings admit defeat?

Kai Teng Shun decisively stretched out his hand to hold the heads of Kirihara and Yui Yasu next to him, nodded together, forced to reach an agreement, and said firmly: "Of course I can understand!"

"So, what is this painting?"

Yukimura asked, pointing to a colorful and unknown oil painting.

The first crab shook his head honestly.

The second crab struggled for a while, patted a pair of crab claws and praised: "Good painting!"

The third crab pondered for a few seconds, nodded its head, and suddenly realized: "I see, this painting expresses the entanglement of birth and the anxiety of death!"*

"A wonderful watercolor!"

The eyes of the two crabs next to it suddenly changed: I didn't expect this crab to say such profound comments!

——It is by no means an ordinary crab, it is a hidden cultural crab!

Yukimura walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, and asked again, "What about this painting?"

The cultural crab rubbed its two crab claws, frowned and thought for a while, and replied: "The painter carefully calculated the design and color matching of geometric figures to create a sense of rhythm, but the ball in the center destroyed all of this and created a new one. Visual experience!"*

Two common crabs stood in awe.

"Go and play," Yukimura patted the shells of the three crabs meaningfully, and persuaded with a smile, "Anyway, you won't learn anything from following me."

In the art gallery, there are three more rampant common crabs and cultural crabs.

……

It was almost dusk when I came out of the art gallery.

The sunlight elongated the figures on the floor tiles.

Yukimura and Kirihara were asked by Yukimura to go home directly because "I have something to talk to Xiaoshu", so under the distrustful eyes of the two, Kaito Shun alone took on the task of sending Yukimura back to the hospital.

"Hey!" Hai Teng became a little annoyed when he was stared at by his companions with suspicious and questioning eyes, "Can't I protect an ordinary human being with the power of my dark wings?"

Yugusu: ...I'm even more worried.

Kai Teng Shun really fulfilled his promise to protect Yukimura's absolute safety, and he walked next to Yukimura every step of the way back to the hospital.

Yukimura: "...you almost squeezed me onto the electric pole."

Kai Teng Shun: "..."

He stared at Yukimura who was a step away, and he dared not look away.

The young man shrouded in golden light is like the son of God between reality and illusion, giving people a sense of trance like in a dream.

——It was the same on the day when the Great Demon King fell.

"Like the day I passed out and was taken to the hospital, huh?"

Yukimura couldn't help but laugh when he saw the boy whose eyes were wide open and tongue-tied in surprise.

Because that worried expression is too obvious.

"Because I can read minds," Yukimura joked.

——"Actually, what I want to ask is, do you still remember Conan and Sakamoto?"

In the middle of the night, moonlight streamed in quietly from the window.

Yukimura sat in front of the desk lamp, flipping through the poetry collection sent by Atobe, so as to wait for the visitor leisurely.

There was a long silence.

Sighing, he got up and took a box of sparkling coffee jelly and put it on the table.

In a few seconds, the air froze into a transparent mass, and the figure of the pink-haired boy gradually emerged.

"Saiki-kun, good evening," Yukimura greeted with a smile, with a calm and composed expression as if Saiki Kusuo was just an ordinary friend who visited late at night, rather than a supernatural person who appeared in the hospital in the middle of the night in a way of turning into a living person .

"What did he tell you?" Saiki Kusuo looked at him as if facing an enemy.

"You mean Sorasuke?" Yukimura tilted his head puzzled.

【...Are you familiar enough to call each other names?】

"A matter of superpowers, or a matter of world fusion?"

Saiki Kusuo didn't answer, and said coldly: "You don't have to test me like this."

"Ah, I forgot that you can hear our heartbeats," Yukimura said with a surprised expression, dismissing his indifference.

"However, things like telepathy are also beneficial. For example, things that you usually want to express but are difficult to say become easier."

"Qimu-kun, thank you."

——The eyes are sincere and touching.

Saiki Kusuo didn't buy it, instead he raised his heart even more, and cautiously gave way:

"It's just a matter of raising your hands. Besides, I really didn't invent that medicine."

[So if you want to pay back the favor, go to that troublesome guy, anyway, you have a common language]

"Ah, it's not about the operation," Yukimura shook his head, got up and walked in front of him, bowing solemnly.

"How should I put it, Qi Mu-kun is a superpower, although I don't know the specific situation..."

"But before we knew it, Mr. Qi Mu might have protected us many times."

"If you think about it carefully, there is no trace."

"Shouldn't you help with Xiao Shun's matter?" Yukimura spread his hands, noticing that Saiki Kusuo looked a little surprised, and finally no longer had a paralyzed expression of resistance, so he explained:

"I don't know exactly what happened, but Xiao Shun must have forgotten something—Of course I can sense that something is wrong with my staff."

"Sorasuke said that this matter has caused rejection in the world, and it will be very troublesome to solve it, and even you were seriously injured..." Speaking of this, Yukimura paused, and looked up and down Saiki Kusuo worriedly, as if I'm checking if the boy has missing arms or legs, qi deficiency, poisoning, dark wounds or something.

Qimu Nanxiong: "..."

Sure enough, as long as there is even a little bit of contact with Qi Mu Kongsuke, it will be no good.

"I've fixed it," he clarified.

"But Sorasuke told me that only by finding Conan and Sakamoto can the problem be fundamentally solved."

Hearing the words, the superpower felt a little headache, so that troublesome guy spent more than half a month to come back from the Middle East, so he still hasn't given up?

No wonder he pretended to be a human being and approached Yukimura proactively.

"Ah, it really is a trap," Yukimura nodded clearly, and he confirmed his doubts when he saw Saiki Kusuo's expression.

"So that Conan is Kudo Shinichi."

Saiki Kusuo: "!!!"

"Why are you so surprised?" Yukimura was a little puzzled, and he said jokingly, "Speaking of which, I'm also curious, how could Kongsuke Saiki not find two ordinary people?"

"Then how did you find it?" Saiki Kusuo said.

Ordinary people have never seen Guardian Sweetheart before, so they shouldn't be able to recognize it, right?

"He came to visit me, and he came with senior Maori."

Saiki Kusuo: "...So he told you all this?"

Didn't that guy claim to be entangled by some black organization recently, saying that he is unwilling to meet everyone in order to avoid danger?

"Ah, that's not true," Yukimura smiled and shook his head.

"He has been pretending to be a simple child, going around with 'ah le le', 'ah le le' and so on. He plays very well with the children in the next ward."

Qimu Nanxiong: "..."

【Ah, no wonder I can't come out of hiding—so I became a primary school student? 】

[And... Is this guy's IQ really not 218? 】

The two looked at each other and fell silent.

After a while, Saiki Kusuo didn't wait for the other party to speak again, and couldn't distinguish the heartbeat, so he decided to ask:

"So, what do you want from me?"

It's not just about expressing thanks, is it?

"Just to express my gratitude," Yukimura looked more like the one who could read minds, and nodded with a smile.

【…】

【Yeah, yeah, he really is a big devil】

To temporarily solve a problem, Saiki Kusuo breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately teleported back to his room, ready to continue reading manga.

Yukimura Seiichi, although he does not have the super high IQ of 218 nor the omniscient talent, but he always gives him an aura similar to Saiki Sorasuke, and is a potentially extremely dangerous and troublesome character.

He thought of the boy with iris-purple hair solemnly thanking him in the moonlight just now in the ward.

People with telepathic superpowers can easily understand that the other party is completely sincere and grateful from the bottom of their hearts.

The more so, the more people cannot refuse.

and many more!

The superpower suddenly remembered something and stood up.

—forgot to pass on the shiny coffee jelly! ! !

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Leave a message to bless Yukimura, everyone can enjoy the red envelope

March 3 only

* Part → From the anime, the original words of Shun Kaito!