CONAN: I have a compositing station

Half an hour later, Natsuki was invited to the appointment.

Rice Flower Hotel.

Kudo Yusaku booked a private room, Natsuki pushed open the box door, and the Kudo couple had arrived.

Conan is not there.

"Mr. Kudo, Miss Yukiko, I've been waiting for a long time."

Natsuki looked at the Kudo couple and said.

The position of the two people in front of him was a little strange.

Yusaku Kudo sat in the main seat, facing the box door, while Yukiko Kudo sat on the side of the table, and the two did not sit together.

Kudo Yusaku's gaze fell on Natsuki as soon as he entered the door.

Kudo Yukiko sat alone in her seat drinking coffee, and did not look up even when Natsuki came in.

"It's okay, we've just arrived."

"Besides, I didn't think about asking you to meet half an hour in advance."

Kudo Yusaku spoke slowly.

"Mr. Kudo said and smiled, you are a senior, you want to see me, you can always do it."

Natsuki smiled back.

"No, no, no, this time it is indeed that I suddenly took the liberty of inviting you to come, and I punished myself with a drink."

Kudo Yusaku said as he picked up the goblet on the table and drank it down.

"Bold!"

Natsuki praised.

"But if you are really late, punish yourself with a drink, and we should drink an aperitif before the meal."

Kudo Yusaku said with a smile.

With the excuse of self-punishment for a glass, the two of them had a glass of wine each, and simply opened with a single scene.

It looks like the two are about to get acquainted with each other, and then open the chatterbox.

Natsuki looked down in front of him.

The goblet was empty.

In front of him, except for an empty glass, he saw even a wine bottle.

"Because I don't know what you like to drink, I didn't call you a drink."

Kudo Yusaku finished speaking unhurriedly and called the waiter outside the door.

"You order."

"Beautiful boy, thank you."

Natsuki nodded at the waiter.

"Beautiful boy, I remember correctly that it was Adonis, which sounds like a person's name."

After the waiter left, Kudo Yusaku looked at Natsuki and said lightly.

Natsuki's gaze first froze, then relaxed, and his body leaned back on the chair.

Tick tock.

Natsuki placed one hand on the table, and his index and middle fingers tapped on the table in turn.

His gaze met Kudo Yusaku's gaze.

Kudo Yusaku's gaze was calm, and Natsuki's gaze was indifferent.

Kudo Yusaku's eyes are bright and spirited, with the wisdom of the world.

Xia Mu's eyes were crystal clear, like a lake, and the waves were calm.

Crunch.

The compartment door was pushed open again.

A cup of Adonis was placed in front of Natsuki.

Then a big-headed doll climbed onto a stool on the side.

Exactly Conan.

"It seems that uncle drank this glass of wine a little unjustly."

Natsuki glanced at Conan and said with a smile at Yusaku Kudo.

Kudo Yusaku deliberately agreed for half an hour, just so that Natsuki would leave for the meeting immediately, and there was no time to contact Conan.

It is to imply that Natsuki cannot tell Conan about this.

When Natsuki heard Dr. Agasa say this time, he vaguely guessed.

But he couldn't figure out Kudo's purpose, so he kept hiding the doubts in his heart.

Only showing a little dissatisfaction, which is the normal thought of normal people after being invited by this kind of communication.

But at this moment, Natsuki had some guesses about Kudo Yusaku's purpose.

If nothing else.

Natsuki fell off the horse....

In the box, four people sat in four directions, each with different expressions.

Conan was puzzled and puzzled.

Yusaku Kudo and Natsuki are looking at each other.

Kudo Yukiko never spoke, as if invisible.

"What are you talking about, take me one."

Conan held his head on top and poked his head out of the table.

"My uncle said that he would assign me a character in his novel, called a beautiful boy."

Natsuki explained.

He picked up his cup, gestured slightly to Kudo Yusaku, and slowly drank it.

After drinking the aperitif before the meal, the two tacitly began to move their chopsticks.

Conan turned his gaze to Yusaku Kudo.

"Just have an idea, and it depends on whether Natsuki doesn't mind the name."

Kudo Yusaku said with a smile.

Are you really a beautiful boy (member of the organization)?

"Satisfied, of course satisfied, this nickname is like it was specially tailored for me, I am so satisfied."

Natsuki quickly affirmed.

Yes.

"Not ashamed."

Conan said with a glare at the half moon.

"Why should I be ashamed, my skin bag was given by my parents, and my parents who suffered from the body were born according to the standards of a beautiful boy."

Natsuki said to Conan without blushing, but his eyes looked at Kudo Yusaku.

The son inherits the father's business, the family tradition.

Conan rolled his eyes.

"Speaking of which, beauty and ugliness are only a relative concept, because of different customs, different places have different standards for judging beauty and ugliness, it may be beautiful in one place, and ugly in another place, such as..." Kudo

Yusaku is worthy of traveling to various countries, following the chatterbox to open his mouth to give examples of some areas with great differences in customs and humanities, and said some special customs.

Natsuki's eyes narrowed.

Kudo Yusaku's opening sentence seems to have several meanings.

Black is not black, white is not white.

It varies depending on the perception of others.

For example, in Conan's eyes, criminals are criminals, the world is black and white, and everything is judged by the law.

In the eyes of Yusaku Kudo....

"Appearance, in fact, is just like that, I sometimes suffer because it is too noticeable."

"Since I became a detective, I have had several emails at home every day, but not because of my detective abilities..."

Natsuki used himself as an example.

After solving so many cases, he did not receive many commissions.

But it's not that no one sent him commissions, but those commissions, the content of which is basically the same as the ones Bourbon usually receives.

There are few normal commissions.

"Hahaha, you can wear a mask like the Night Baron in my book."

"After putting aside your appearance, others will see your true detective ability."

Kudo Yusaku gives Natsuki advice.

"I am who I am, so why should others comment on me."

"When the world sees me and not me, will he see me if he does not see me?"

Natsuki said faintly.

Conan on the side took the dish in his hand.

What is Natsuki talking about?

He understood every word, but he didn't understand it.

What kind of dumb fan is this?

Conan's original attention was on the previous conversation between Yusaku Kudo and Natsuki.

The two secretly met behind their backs, not letting themselves know.

There must be something important to hide from yourself.

So Natsuki's conversation with his father must have meant something else.

Conan's attention has been focused on reasoning the meaning of the dialogue that precedes it.

After hearing the next two sentences of Xia Mu, he subconsciously focused his attention on the next two sentences.

Perhaps these two sentences are the key clues....

Conan didn't understand, but Kudo Yusaku understood.

The world sees me that I am not me, and the me that is not mine, looks at me, evaluates me, defines me, how can it be said that the definition of what he evaluates is me?

A very twisted passage.

As the creator of the text, Kudo Yusaku naturally quickly understood the meaning.

It's a lot like what Natsuki can say at his age.

"I remember that Xia Guo has an allusion called Zifeiyu, An Zhi... The joy of knowing fish.

"There is a sentence behind it to the effect that I am not a fish, naturally I don't need to know what a fish thinks, I say he is happy when he is happy."

Kudo Yusaku talked about the more impressive allusions in his memory and deliberately misinterpreted the second sentence.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be, it's not me, and I know that I don't know the joy of fish."

Natsuki said with a smile.

"Hahaha... Is that so, maybe I misremembered,...... "

Kudo Yusaku snorted.

"But we all mean the same thing."