Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

The TV began to report that the rain and sleet weather will continue to worsen. The lowest temperature tomorrow will be minus [-] degrees Celsius, making it difficult to travel by vehicle. Tokyo citizens are requested not to go out.

[It's very cold at home, I don't dare to take out the quilt, did you get someone? ———Sato Miwako]

The phone vibrates, and a new short message prompts.

Yumi raised her head slowly to confirm that she did not wake up the boy to sleep, and then lowered her head to chat with her best friend via text message.

It was also because he was afraid of disturbing his brother's sleep that he didn't choose to make a more convenient phone call.

【No, maybe the flight was delayed——Yumi Miyamoto】

In the upper left corner of the phone's screen, it's half past six.

Typing time, three 10 minutes have been squandered, but I haven't waited for anyone yet.

If you come to pick up the plane by yourself and encounter this kind of heavy snow, the surroundings will be dark, and it will be too late to wait for anyone to arrive...

Will be anxious to collapse.

Press the red button, the light of the mobile phone screen disappears, and the dome light becomes the only light source left in the car, and the distance that can be seen outside the car is also the distance that the long-sighted light can illuminate.

I was afraid that the car would be covered by snow and cause the engine to stall, so the engine had been warming up, and a 'humming' roar could be heard in the car.

Other than that, nothing else.

The lights of the distant airport hall could not reach this side, and there were no other people waiting around, so my own existence seemed so small and silly.

Let my brother have a good sleep.

Slightly moving the body that was deeply embedded in Gongsheng's arms, the lower buttocks rubbed against the private parts, and there was a sense of collision. It seemed that it was because there were only two people in this space that they were so sensitive.

Reaching out to turn off the dome lights, the interior of the car was plunged into darkness.

out of sight.

However, I heard it very clearly.

The boy's breathing, "Hoo..." "Hoo..."

It was ringing right next to my ears, with heat, scratching my ears and itching.

"Take a good rest, sorry for your trouble...brother..."

He actually agreed.

I just wanted to test it myself, but the other party could refuse with various reasons. It was snowing heavily outside, it was still dark when I came, and accidents might happen due to icy roads.

Anyone who thinks about himself will not agree.

Yumi Miyamoto threw the buzzing mobile phone to the passenger seat, not going to continue chatting with her best friend by text message.

With such a distance, human beings can rely on mobile phones to convey the words between two people, falsely thinking that the other party is caring about themselves, which is very foul.

If you don't hold your phone tightly, the whole world will be lost at that moment, such as your best friend Miwako, your boyfriend Hideyoshi Haneda, or your junior Naeko Miike.

Right, it’s very false, the only one who endured the loneliness in this snow field from the beginning to the end is himself.

Feeling a great emptiness inside...

Miyamoto Yumi took the initiative to stretch out her hand and hugged the Kosei next to her, listening to his breathing, told herself that she was not alone, and that he was by her side.

The warmth he brings is incomparably real.

use some strength...

Suddenly, the hand holding Yumi's waist was released, and he groped for the quilted jacket of the co-pilot beside him. In addition to Yumi's quilted jacket, the male student's quilted jacket was also there.

"Brother, did the noise make you sleep?"

Yumi noticed that the boy woke up, and she released her curled up position, because she was in the boy's arms, and she easily surpassed the boy by a head after sitting up straight.

Lips touch his forehead.

"No, I was awake all the time, but I saw Miss Yumei chatting with Miss Meihezi, so I pretended to be asleep."

Bring the padded jacket and put it on Miyamoto Yumi's shoulders.

Like a little blanket, covering the intimate two.

"I see."

not asleep at all...

Miyamoto Yumi pursed her lips and smiled slightly.

Stepping forward, the lips lean against the forehead, warm...

"Don't think too much, this is just a reward."

But the time for this reward is a bit long, isn't it?

The electronic time on the instrument panel at the side records the 5 minutes that passed quietly.

"Haven't they arrived yet, sister Yumi..."

Under the clothes, a pair of hands reappeared at the waist, but I don't know whether they are groping or simply hugging.

The public student asked again.