Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

Zero missed calls...zero text messages...

Seeing this, Gongsheng heaved a sigh of relief.

This also shows that the news of his hospitalization was not known to his sister Ran and mother Eri.

Even in this court session, Kosei concealed the truth from Akiko Yonehara, and also concealed it from the two people who cared about him the most.

Don't want them to worry.

After confirming again, he slowly put down his hand and put the phone back into his pants pocket.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang! The bento you want is here!"

Holding a bento box and a bowl of miso soup, Miwako Sato strode in...

I saw Gongsheng lying on the bed, and the marks of his left hand protruding from the quilt were rubbing against his lower body...

There was a hint of understanding in Sato's eyes.

"Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

He must be planning to take it out secretly, and then catch it with the urinal on the ground next to him.

That's right, there was a urinal on the floor of the hospital.

The one with a smaller entrance is not a material saving, but a normal model for neon men.

Gongsheng was a little puzzled, following Sato's line of sight, he saw the urinal under his bed.

Determine the size by eye...

Even if my toy is 16 years old and has not yet fully developed, it is still three times the size of the normal model!

Are you sure this is not for babies?

Mosquitoes chirping?Hairless flies?

(mosquitoes, flies: we feel insulted)

"No, I just took my mobile phone to check if there are any calls and text messages from the client."

With his left hand, which had just touched his lower body, he caught the bento offered by Sato.

Open the lid and warm steam wafts out.

Not very luxurious ingredients, fried chicken nuggets, rice balls, vegetable balls, meatballs, and a plate of saury.

Except for the saury that has been baked in the oven and becomes stiff, the rest are refrigerated foods, which can be taken out and steamed.

The taste is not as good as the one cooked by Gongsheng himself.

Make do, so-so, casually deal with a few mouthfuls.

Miwako Sato next to him opened the lid of the disposable bowl, took the egg flower miso soup, and handed it to the boy when he wanted to drink it.

chew, swallow, chew, swallow...

There is no such thing as a thick man who chews big mouthfuls and still eats food, and there is no such thing as a nobleman who only sips his mouth when he eats a small bite, and eats slightly, with an elegant appearance.

It is simply to eat, take a bite, take a while, swallow, and continue to eat.

For some reason, Sato felt an inexplicable feeling of heartache...

Maybe it was because during the trial in the morning, I saw the boy standing alone, just to recover the rights of the school girl, or maybe it was because the moment he found the other party, his face was pale.

Didn't eat breakfast, just to cheer up.

Despite the age difference of nearly ten years, the other party showed maturity and sense of responsibility.

But that face was a youthful face mixed with a heart-stopping handsomeness.

Prince-like face, fairy-tale youthfulness.

It may be the best description to interpret the boy in front of you...

Unable to bear it, he stretched out his hand, touching his head to kill this boy who had only met twice, but each time he met in court.

"Eat slowly, if it's not enough, I'll buy some for you later."

For some reason, when I saw a boy who was not much different from my own height, but was unexpectedly young, he would subconsciously bring him into the identity of a younger brother...

Miwako Sato stared at the boy who turned his head sideways, and his own face was reflected in the boy's pupils.

Perhaps it is because of her father who died in the line of duty, Miwako's heart is full of pursuit of justice, but the performance of the boy in front of him in court fits well with the so-called partner of justice.

Maybe it's because most of the police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department just want to be Sato's big brother, caring, taking care of, and protecting.

But too many "brothers" have caused Sato's strong personality to be suppressed, and he is more inclined to have a "brother" or "junior" who is protected by him.

Such characters appear in life.

If one's 'brother' or 'junior' can be handsome, Miwako Sato will naturally choose the 'handsome' category!

"Thank you, I'm full."

Put the lunch box in your hand on the bedside table, and lean against the bed after giving birth.

The miso soup was handed to him by Sato, and he caught it.