Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"Yuji, Kudo Yuji!"

Wiping off the water stains on his feet with the corner of the quilt, pushing the boy who was lying on the bed like a dead pig, Miyano Shiho sat up and held the cup to his chest, leaving only his legs and shoulders exposed.

"Wake up, I can't be naked like this."

In fact, there is a bathrobe in the room, but this is not within the scope of Miyano Shiho's consideration. She thinks she knows something about this boy.

Judging from the study materials that his sister found under his bed, Kudo Yuji especially preferred to be half-covered, and he was not very interested in the openly exposed wear and tear.

If I were only wearing a bathrobe, would he be so excited that he would pounce on me...

"Um?"

Raising his head, Kudo Yuji opened his mouth wide and smacked his lips: "What's wrong, Sister Sonoko? Where's your hairband?"

"Are you really confused? I am Miyano Shiho!"

[Is this what this guy looks like when he’s drunk? 】

Remembering that Kudo Yuji had never seen himself before he became smaller, Miyano Shiho could only point to his head to show him his hair without a headband.

"It's true, Sister Yuanzi will wear a hairband."

The young man wiped his face and looked at the end of the bed in a daze, which was a sign of complete lack of state. Miyano Shiho knew that he was useless, so he covered Yuji's head with a quilt, and then stood naked on the ground.

"In this case, I'll let you sleep like this."

Worried that he wouldn't be able to breathe, Miyano Shiho still exposed a piece of his nose slightly to make it easier for the boy to breathe.

"It's...it's dark. Who hid the sun?"

Like a cat, the more Kudo Yuji tried to break away from the quilt, the tighter it became. He twisted a few times, took another breath, slumped as if giving up, and stopped making any sound.

"As expected, I'd better take a shower first..."

Glancing at Kudo Yuji who was no longer moving, Miyano Shiho walked into the bathroom, locked the door and turned on the switch, waiting patiently for the hot water to fill the bathtub.

"Ding dong!"

The bell at the door of the room rang twice, and Yuji was stimulated. He rolled off the bed and put his feet on the carpet. He stood up directly, but was limited by the quilt he was wrapped in, so he could only jump to the door.

"Eh?!"

Kara stood at the door and stared blankly at the messy room, paying special attention to the white caterpillar wrapped in a quilt at the door. She nodded with a smile and said, "Is this Mr. Kudo Yuji?"

She just spent a long time trying to temporarily learn the pronunciation of the boy's name from the translation software. It seemed to be a success, and the boy really responded.

"Who is Kudo Yuji...?"

The quilt fell down along his head. Due to the deflation of the inflatable muscles, the large suit that originally fit the boy was now drooping on him. Although Kudo Yuji was no longer short among Japanese people, he still looked like a child wearing adult clothes.

Kara was smiling on her face, but she already knew in her heart the current situation of the boy opposite. He was definitely drunk, because his appearance was no different from the men and women at the marriage registration office every night.

"Oh yes! I'm Kudo Yuji." Yuji suddenly realized, frowned again, and put his face in front of Kara: "But who is this?"

"I'm Carla Kent, the registrar at the Las Vegas Marriage Management Center. I'm here to confirm, are you planning to get married today?"

With his eyes dizzy, Kudo Yuji stared at Kara blankly, as if what she said was some kind of extraterrestrial language. After thinking for a long time, he touched his head and said with a smile, "I'm not hungry."

"No, I just want to ask..." Kara raised her eyebrows at the boy's bright smile, changed her words mid-sentence, and took out the woman's documents: "Is this lady living with you?"

"Live together? No."

Perhaps it was because Miyano Shiho's repeated reminder of his identity just now made Yuji's now poor brain a little bit more reflective. After thinking about finally equating Miyano Shiho and Haibara Ai, Yuji shook his head.

"But her sister lives with me."

"Well, I don't really want to know about this. You just need to tell me if this young lady is..."

"The food cooked by her sister is delicious." Kudo Yuji continued to say, "Every time he sees the paper towels in the trash can in my room, he always scolds me for bringing up my younger brother."

"Wait...wait! You really don't need to tell me this kind of thing." Kara heard the sound in the bathroom, as if she had found a savior, she pointed hurriedly: "Is she in there now?"

"Yeah." Yuji nodded: "And I don't know why, but her foot was in my mouth just now."

"I wish you happiness!"

With a bang, the guest room door was slammed shut, and the frightened young man fell to the ground. He was in a daze for a while before crawling to the bed.

Halfway through the bath, Miyano Shiho came out wrapped in a bath towel. He looked at Yuji lying obediently on the bed and the big bag on his head, leaning warily against the bathroom door.

"What did you do? What was that noise about?"

"I don't know..." Yuji turned over, closing his eyes and breathing heavily: "My head hurts."

"Let me take a look." When the boy complained that he had a headache, Miyano Shiho didn't care to ask about what happened just now, and took out a white thumb-sized box from the bag he carried.

She took Yuji's hand away, put her thumb against the head of the box, and pressed the end suddenly, watching the blood pricked by the ejected needle flow into the box, and waited quietly.

"Strange, the test results show that your alcohol content is very low, it is impossible to get drunk."

In theory, if the charity fair organizers gave you drugs, Yuko should be about the same as him, but now Yuji is so uncomfortable, thinking of the American national decompression powder, Miyano Shiho became nervous, worried that he was actually being plotted against without knowing it.

"By the way! Phone!"

After groping back and forth on Kudo Yuji's clothes, Miyano Shiho just took out his mobile phone and opened the contacts to look for the number of Kuroba Chikage or Kuroba Kaito, but she was frightened by the sudden grabbing of her hand, and the phone fell off the bed.

"You..."

Boys are indeed stronger than girls. Although she is two years older than him, she still failed to stop him when he pulled her down.

There was only a bath towel between her and Kudo Yuji, and Miyano Shiho's eyes were full of fear. She didn't want to have anything to do with the boy when he couldn't tell who she was.

"I'm sorry, did I scare you?"

The drug seemed to have a new effect on the boy. Kudo Yuji let go of Miyano Shiho's hand and knelt up when she stepped back. Compared with the confused look before, Kudo Yuji's eyes were clear and his speech became more organized.

"You...you are awake?" Miyano Shiho stretched out her hand and waved it in front of the boy: "What's your name?"

"Kudo Yuji."

He looked at Miyano Shiho obediently, unexpectedly giving people the feeling of a puppy, but the girl keenly noticed the problem.

"Wait, how old are you this year?"

"Um..." Putting his finger on his chin, Kudo Yuji blinked and gave an answer that did not surprise Miyano Shiho at all.

"Six years old."