Conan's I'm Really Not Red Fang

No one doesn't like being cared for, especially when they're not feeling well.

Of course, Yukimuroi is no exception, and even feels more about it—when you experience the feeling that everyone around you is just watching and recording data when death kisses your cheek, it seems that no matter who you are, you will be touched by it.

In the eyes of the researchers, everything about her, good or bad, is just research materials, and the difference between life and death lies in the good or bad materials.

If Gin hadn't visited unexpectedly at that time, they who were only focused on recording the precious data at the moment would have let her lie down until the last moment. She knew that group of lunatics could really do such a thing.

It's just a pity that I also need their research, and it is impossible to turn it over. It is precisely because they understand this reason that they are so unscrupulous.

It's not that there is no way to make them obedient, but her method will affect future plans, and she never makes choices that do not pay off.

After eating a bowl of warm porridge, I finally regained some strength in my body, and I also had a little more strength in my hands, at least to the extent that I could hold the small bowl.

The porcelain bowl collided with the table and made a crisp sound. Yukimuro wiped her mouth with paper, held the pendant beside her in her hand, turned around and said:
"I'm going back to my room first, remember to prepare some food for dinner for my brother."

"Oh well."

Giving instructions to Chinatsu Ishihara who had just put the thermos back into the room, Yukimuroi walked slowly and steadily, step by step steadily, and walked back to the room.

Getting sick was part of her plan, obviously, but no matter how smooth the plan was, she had to swallow the fruits of suffering in the end.

This is the price.

Ishihara Chinatsu's progress is going well, and she doesn't need to continue to follow up. It is enough for Ishihara Chinatsu to have the opportunity to contact the target many times. Doing too much by yourself will be harmful instead of beneficial.

It just so happened that the teacher was also around the target recently, and she would inevitably be recognized by the teacher when she started. It would be bad if Ishihara Chinatsu, who the teacher didn't know about, was exposed.

The door of her room was not closed tightly, squinting her eyes slightly to look in through the exposed gap, Xue Shiyi vaguely saw that there was still a person standing in front of her desk, that was Xue Shize who was entrusted by her just now to come to pick up the items.

He stood in front of her desk, like a wooden figure, motionless, not even moving his eyes.

"you saw it?"

Blinking, Yukishi Yi concealed the regret in her eyes, and said softly.

She was not surprised at all,
He pushed open the door and walked to him, and saw the item in his hand at a glance - it was a photo of some years ago, and the edges were slightly yellowed.

The subjects photographed on it were Yukimuroi and Gin, or in other words, the former Gong Yi and Gin.

"I think I need an explanation."

Xue Murozawa was surprisingly calm at the moment, as if he was performing a task calmly, but his voice could not restrain the tendency to amplify, the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, he raised his head to meet the same gray eyes as his own, and repeated solemnly And said a second time, "I need an explanation, Xiaoyi."

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He has always been puzzled, why did Gin meet his sister by chance in that kind of place that year?
This is something that Yukimurozawa has never been able to understand.

Maybe it was really just a coincidence, he comforted himself several times, telling him that it might just be a fateful arrangement.

But the photo in his hand completely broke all the illusions he had made in an instant.

What is more convincing than the real thing?
"What kind of explanation do you want?" Xue Shiyi stepped forward to take back the photo from him, looking at the person in the photo with unexpectedly soft eyes.

In fact, she hadn't seen this photo for a long time before that, and it was hidden in the deepest part of her heart, at the bottom of the box, a secret she had never told anyone.

"How did you meet him?"

It was only then that Xue Shize realized that he had never thought about this question before, but simply thought that the snow mountain was their first meeting.

But now it seems that he was very wrong.

"When I was young, when I was very young, he was originally looking for you."

The truth after many years was finally revealed, but unfortunately, the person who needed it has grown up, and the truth has become a past as thin as a piece of paper.

"So..." Pursing his lips, Yukimuroze hesitated to speak, only to realize that his tone was trembling after the words came out, "...I caused you to meet?"

That's right.

Xue Shiyi nodded obediently, wishing to put "the source is you" on her face for her brother to see.

To save him from thinking about things in his head every day, and causing trouble for himself at that time, it is better to let him follow his own plan directly, which can save some trouble.

Of course, this "following" is done passively.

Although I promised not to tell others back then, seeing that it has been more than ten years, it makes no difference whether I say it or not, so naturally there is nothing to hide.

"..."

"?"

Looking at the photo in his hand, and then at the frozen brother, Xue Shiyi thought that he might not be able to accept this cruel fact for a while, put the other hand behind his back and gently exerted force, immersed in self-sorrow Yukimuroze in the middle naturally walked involuntarily in the direction of her force.

Until he "walked" outside the door, there was a loud "bang" sound next to his ear, and he suddenly trembled all over.

"!"What the hell!
Only then did he suddenly wake up, and realized that the startling sound came from this brown, wooden, square object with a huge area in front of him - the door of Yukishiyi's room.

—he was shut out by his dear sister.

This cold fact was ruthlessly placed on his cheeks, and the cold breath rushed straight to his heart.

Heartbroken, really heartbroken.

A broken mess that can never be restored.

Secretly clenching his fist, Yukimuroze swore silently in his heart, since this wrong encounter was caused by him, then let him end this result too!
But if Yukimuro himself doesn't want to end the relationship...

Xue Murozawa avoided this question almost evasively, because he knew the answer too well.

But even so, it is impossible for him to watch his sister step by step into the abyss!
He has been in the abyss for many years, the filth and evil here... He doesn't want, and doesn't want to let her be contaminated in the slightest.

There is nothing wrong with liking itself, it's just a different standpoint.

"……Ugh--"

Exhaling a long breath, he suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart, as if he was firmly pressed down by a catty of weights, so that he could not get a chance to breathe.

Just like a fish will be drowned in the sea, he will slowly suffocate to death in this space.

However, if their relationship and feelings really reach the level where love is stronger than gold...

——The responsibility of the older brother is to protect the younger sister.

Then he won't get in the way anymore.

No one read it, nor was I in the mood to write it.

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