Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

"Hey, it's so comfortable."

While wiping his head with a towel and walking to the living room in slippers, Yuji fell down on the sofa, looked at his mother and shouted: "Mom, I'm hungry."

"When you're hungry, find something to eat first."

The boy's pitiful wailing did not awaken his mother's remaining maternal love, so he had no choice but to grab an apple and eat it, then scrolled through his phone to find the nearest pizza delivery.

"Is this...a marathon live broadcast?"

Suddenly seeing a crowd of people running around on the TV, Yuji used the remote control to amplify the sound and sat up to watch.

(The marathon has entered the final stage, and there are still five kilometers left.)
Staring until his eyes hurt, Yuji saw his father squeezed in the middle, sweating profusely and running crookedly. His mouth chewing the apple also slowed down, and it took a few seconds before he uttered a sentence.

"Dad, this is a bit vain."

I'm not a physically strong person to begin with, so why bother running a marathon when I can't win anyway. The boy who has lived through two lives does not understand the spirit of sports. Although he admires the athletes, it does not prevent him from understanding it.

"The first place is indeed a black man, let me see."

After paying attention to the live broadcast of the marathon event, and seeing the comments "Long live France" on the barrage, Yuer exclaimed: "Turns out he is an aborigine from France."

Going down from the first place, there are American muscular men, Indian Brahmins, Chinese young women and Japanese sushi guys.

"What a surprise. The only woman in the top five is actually from China."

Seeing the fourth and fifth players on TV leaving the bikers behind, Yuji put the half-eaten apple on the coffee table and looked nervously at the two people competing for third place.

"Sister, come on, leave little Japan behind..."

The boy was stunned before he finished speaking. He frowned and pinched his chin. Yuji blinked: "Did I scold myself too?"

Just when the boy was puzzled, the final ranking of the competition was finally announced. Looking at the three people from France, the United States and Japan standing on the podium, Yuji coughed twice.

"Impossible? That Japanese man obviously has no strength?"

After searching through the rankings of Chinese ladies, I found that she was not even as good as the third brother and was only ranked fifth. Yuji snapped his fingers and started posting shady stories in the comments.

[Are you the reinforcements sent by the monkey? : Don’t talk nonsense upstairs, there is no shady story, it’s obviously our own people who dug the hole. ]
[ロリコンです(I am a lolicon): How do you say it? ]

[Gentleman: There was a mentally retarded aunt who jumped onto the track and held the national flag and insisted on the young lady holding it up and sprinting. It wasted time and that’s why we lost. ]
ロリコンです: Is there such a person? Cheap or not? ]
Not long after Yuji grew up, many Chinese people came out to join him in denouncing that hateful aunt. Although everyone felt a little regretful, they felt the warmth of their compatriots in a foreign country.

[Let my grandpa go: But there are really not many Chinese people in this live broadcast. Many people who have gone abroad look down on our own country. Which province are you from, brother? ]

[ロリコンです: I am Japanese. ]
[A gentleman is frank and honest: This is boring, brother, let’s be frank with each other. There is an old saying: A gentleman is frank and frank. ]
[Khan points to me: Attention upstairs, we must not embarrass the country when we go out. ]
Seeing such a text, the people who had just typed a series of asterisks were stunned for a moment while holding their mobile phones.

[おじいさんをはなし发し: That’s right, we all live in childhood. ]
[ロリコンです: Grandpa, why did you change your name? ]
[おじいさんをはなし发し: Lolicon brother, I have misunderstood. I learned from you. When you go out, you have to give your nationality to yourself! ]
Rolling his eyes, the young man exited the live broadcast room with his mobile phone, biting an apple, and saw his father holding a bottle of water on the TV, gasping for breath, out of sight and out of mind, he changed the channel and started watching a sitcom.

"You used to be skinnier than I thought."

Xiao Ai's voice suddenly came from behind. Yuji turned around and saw that she was wearing his twelve-year-old baseball uniform, and patted the sofa next to her.

"What's your father's rank?"

Xiao Ai sat down, watched the TV series and wondered: "Why don't you watch Marathon?"

"The race is over. My dad has successfully completed the entire race, which is very gratifying."

Yuji threw the core into the trash can: "Although there isn't even a consolation prize, my mother will definitely comfort him when he comes back."

He poured the girl a glass of juice. Just as the boy was about to drink his own, he heard a small sigh.

"What's wrong? Are you a little dizzy because you took a long bath?" Yuer casually picked up the broken hair on Xiao Ai's forehead, and then put his forehead against it. He felt that her body temperature was normal, and then asked worriedly: "Where are you? not comfortable?"

"No."

The expression on her face did not change, and the girl secretly rejoiced.

[Hmph, I won’t blush over such trivial things anymore. 】

"You must tell me if you feel uncomfortable, otherwise I will worry."

The girl turned her face away and was knocked down by Xiao Gao's attack.

"I just feel that the things I was proud of before are nothing now."

"Do you mean?"

Yuji followed the direction of Xiao Ai's finger and saw his mother, wearing a dark red sleeveless shirt and white shorts, coming down to get a mop and heading upstairs.

"Your mother's figure is much better than mine before."

"This is normal, she is already so old, and you are still just a girl."

Yuji remembered that when he opened his eyes that night and saw Miyano Shiho with a bath towel half draped over his body, his face turned red: "And you have a great figure too. That night..."

Suddenly paused, Yuer glanced at Xiao Ai and found that she was indeed looking at him.

"You have indeed not forgotten what happened in the past two days."

She vaguely felt it while sitting in the car. It was true. Movies and TV were all lies.

"Yeah, this, I..."

Yuji lowered his head: "I certainly haven't forgotten it. Although I don't know what happened in the hotel that night, I still remember it more or less."

【Um? hotel? night? They seem to be talking about some unhealthy topics? 】

After briefly mopping the water stains on the ground because her hair was not blown out, Kudo Yukiko walked to the blind corner of the second floor with the mop, her eyes were shining, she huddled up and listened.

Unexpectedly, Yuer told the matter so directly. Xiao Ai felt a little embarrassed. She raised her head, her eyes watery.

"Then...what he said to me, is it what you mean?"

[If you admit it, I will promise you. 】

Xiao Ai's eyes clearly told Yu Er what she was thinking now, and also revealed her inner uneasiness.

[If he knew that the two of them were married, would he file for divorce? 】

Thinking of the backpack that she deliberately placed in Yuji's room and with the marriage certificate pulled out a little, the girl covered Yuji's mouth before he could speak.

"one night."

"Eh?"

Xiao Ai looked at Yu Er's chest: "I'll give you one night. Don't be affected by the atmosphere and situation. I hope you will seriously consider it."

She raised her head little by little, her breath hitting the boy's neck.

"Think seriously about our future." (End of chapter)