Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

Belmod held a card between his legs and smiled at Yuji: "No matter what it is today, I'll pay for it."

"real!"

Yuji put his hands on his hips excitedly, not bothering to pretend to be a stranger: "Hey, if this is a beautiful girl game, my affection will definitely explode."

"Did you hear it? Kudo Yuji said that his favorability has increased."

After finally escaping from the enthusiastic housemates, Vodka clapped his hands and looked up at the darkening sky: "The next step is the last date."

Upstairs, after taking off his headphones and throwing them into the trash can, Belmod directly reached into the boy's lining pocket, took out a pen and scanned his whole body.

"I can talk with peace of mind now. Those three idiots keep following me and I'm so annoyed."

Sitting in a model shop, using the nozzle pliers in the store to assemble the model, Yuji raised his head and glanced at Belmod, then continued pasting the paper.

"Why don't I understand what kind of mission you are doing?"

The boy grabbed Machiko's hand and asked her to sit next to him. He placed a few parts in front of her and motioned to his godmother to join him in the work.

"You invited me to dinner and took me shopping. But what about later, you can't possibly ask me to sleep, right?"

"Hey, he is indeed my son, he is smart."

After snapping his fingers, Belmod glanced at Yuji with a half-smile, saw his face suddenly stiffen, and patted the young man on the shoulder.

"This is Gin's idea. You can ask for any games you want to play."

The game that Chris was talking about was definitely not serious. This was something Yuji could be sure of. He put down the parts and said helplessly: "I have to hand in my homework when I go back tonight. If I'm discovered after I go back, I'll be lying in Mihua Municipal Hospital tomorrow. The morgue.”

"Aren't you a virgin?" He tilted his head back and looked at Yuji. Belmod poked his son in the arm before he became angry.

"But then again, why haven't you guys taken the last step yet?"

Rolling his eyes, Yuji held his chin: "Yuzuki and Kaori are only 16 years old."

"You are such a fool!"

Belmod gave Yuji a hard slap on the head, and when he saw the boy gasping in pain, he explained: "You can get married even if you are 16 years old."

"Miss Chris, I think this is a distorted policy formulated to restore the population after the war, and it is not in line with people's normal physiological state."

When talking about this, the boy lost his usual aloofness: "The body of a 16-year-old is not yet mature, and it may cause harm to a girl's body."

Yuji rubbed his waist: "Two years, just wait two more years."

Seeing that Yuji wanted to discuss physiological knowledge with him, Belmod hurriedly made a pause gesture.

"Stop it, I was teasing you just now. Gin's suggestion seems to have been vetoed by the boss."

"Then you still have so much fun acting." Yuji's face now looked a little regretful: "Naughty."

"You don't take it seriously, do you?"

"Hey. I just want to challenge my weakness."

The young man gave the finished model to the boy in the distance. Under the angry eyes of the glue guys on the other side of the shelf, he was pulled away by Belmod. He held on to the elevator and pointed at his nose.

"I'm just not good at saying no to pretty girls."

"I see, otherwise I wouldn't have taken them home one by one." Belmode smiled strangely, and when he noticed that there was no one around, he leaned close to Yuji's ear.

"But I never thought that you would change Shirley's last name when you went to the United States."

"This... is all a coincidence..." Yuji swallowed and smiled: "What can I say, she is also your daughter-in-law now, this..."

"Don't worry, I have no plans to settle accounts with their sisters yet."

Belmode clasped his fingers and hummed when the boy was just relieved: "But she is already 18 years old. If that woman can't give me a child named Wynyard in a year, maybe I will bear it. Just kill her."

"Look, you're being a little unreasonable. How is it possible that she's in such a bad shape?"

"This is not something I have to consider." Belmode looked at the activities below: "And it's not certain whether she can survive until that time."

"this……"

"Okay, there is one last task. Even if I hand it over, and I gave Xiaolan the pill, I have to help her remember it."

"I knew it was you. It was Mr. Amuro who took away Officer Sato. You can make Miss Xiaolan take the pill voluntarily. You are the only one in Tokyo who can do it now."

Yuji patted the armrest: "I went to the Metropolitan Police Department this morning and couldn't find you."

"I was at the base at that time."

"It takes stimulation to make Sister Xiaolan think about it, so where should we go?"

Finally reaching the first floor, Yuji saw that Belmod's temperament had returned to Machiko's temperament. She took Yuji out and said with a smile: "Dorobiga Paradise, the person I arranged is also there."

…

"Xiaolan!"

Holding her best friend in her arms and crying, Yuanzi kept shaking Xiaolan's shoulders, only to realize that she looked at him with strange eyes.

"It's all my fault. I wish I had gone to the bathroom with you."

"Sister Yuanzi, do you think too highly of yourself?"

Conan rolled his eyes and limped while holding his butt: "Isn't there another person who has lost his memory?"

"Kid, do you want to eat my boyfriend's flying kick?"

Seeing Yuanzi and Conan quarreling, Xiaolan suddenly burst out laughing: "You two still have such a good relationship."

"still?!"

Sonoko grabbed Conan's head and pulled him in front of her: "Xiaolan, this guy just looks like Shinichi."

"What does he look like? Isn't he just..."

Noticing that Conan kept blinking at her, Xiaolan snorted and became curious about Yuanzi's boyfriend.

"Yes, you are only six years old now, and you have never met Ah Zhen at all."

Sonoko took out her cell phone and looked for a photo of herself and Kyogoku, then handed it to the girl.

"It looks so dark, but it looks very powerful."

Xiaolan suddenly noticed Yuanzi approaching with a sly look: "What are you doing?"

"You don't know you have a husband yet, right?"

"husband?!"

Although Xiaolan's memory went back to when she was six or seven years old, in the past half day, she also understood that it was ten years later. The first-grade teacher also said that girls can get married at the age of 16, so she really believed Yuanzi's ridicule. .

"Who is it?"

She was a little timid and very afraid of this kind of thing. At this time, she was still upset about her parents' quarrel and had not thought about marrying someone at all. But when she was wearing matching clothes just now, Yuji's face appeared in her mind.

"No need to ask, your husband is of course Shinichi."

Yuanzi was about to admire her best friend's shy appearance, but she found a trace of disappointment on Xiaolan's face. She was shocked and immediately came to Xiaolan.

"No way! Your first love is not Shinichi!"