Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 1 Love + killing = life!

"Hey, Hotaru-kun."

"Ok?"

"Can you please kill my father?"

The moonlight was as soft as silk, gently covering the wisteria trellis. Under the trellis was a long rattan chair covered with a white blanket. A young man with an elegant appearance lay quietly on it, letting the waning moon cast the shadow of the wisteria spikes on his fair face.

"Why?" he asked.

On the balcony on the 26th floor, overlooking the dazzling neon night of Tokyo, the delicate girl smiled gently.

"because I love you."

[Love +1]

Just like a game prompt, a fleeting image flashed through his mind, and the corners of Yingsheng's lips slightly raised.

"I received your kindness."

With a slight movement of his mind, he saw more information.

【Love: 2】

[Killing Intent: 27 (Ability Unlocked)]

[Remaining lifespan: 3 days]

Inexplicably traveling to a different world with its own system, when Yingsheng solved the two initial troubles of his original parents and lay in a pool of blood to adjust his breathing, he thought that the rest would be a leisurely daily routine.

As a result, the column for remaining life kept flashing, reminding him that he only had one day left.

How to increase?

A little love, plus a little killing, equals a day.

It is easy to gain the murderous intention of others. All you have to do is crush the thing that person cherishes most into the mud, and even the weakest person will have the courage to draw his sword.

But love, especially true love that can be recognized by the system and comes from the heart...

This really stumped Yingsheng.

In his previous life, he was born on an assembly line and grew up in a public institution. All the education he received was for the purpose of becoming a better tool, and he had never had any form of intimate relationship.

It is not difficult for Yingsheng to use his looks and acting skills to deceive ignorant women and make them fall in love with him and express their love.

But the system's evaluation criteria are obviously not that simple.

That day in Kabukicho, Shinjuku, a young woman sold her house to open a champagne tower for him, but Yingsheng's love for her didn't increase at all.

When there was only one hour left to live, a rapid red light flickered in Yingsheng's heart.

But he walked alone on the quiet streets in the early morning after the rain, but his heart was still calm.

I don’t know where to go for the last hour, so let’s just go home first.

Even though that was the original owner's home and he had no inherited memories; even though he had only been there for less than two hours and hadn't even cleaned up the scene properly.

In short, let's die together with those two people to avoid causing trouble for the police.

With this thought in mind, Yingsheng returned to the apartment, opened the door, and then saw a girl in a white dress squatting in the living room, wiping the floor carefully.

The girl's skin, which was white and almost transparent, was stained with a little blood, and it was shining with an eerie luster. She gently pushed her unsightly black hair behind her ears and raised her head.

"I'm sorry, I'm the resident next door. Because the smell of blood was too strong, I came over to clean it up without permission."

she said so.

Yingsheng smiled, "What do you want?"

"Are you going to die?" she asked.

"If I don't get the love of others, I will wither and die. I have thirty minutes left."

"Well, can you give me all your property? I want to buy a nice kimono."

"of course can."

Yingsheng walked over and put a bank card on the coffee table. "I don't care about the share. I guess a lot was deducted, but one million is at least there. The password is six sixes."

The girl glanced at the bank card, then her eyes shifted slightly to the two wallets on the coffee table.

"What about theirs?" Yingsheng had no idea about the items dropped by the original owner's parents. "Maybe it's their birthday. I don't know."

"Oh, thank you."

The girl picked up the bank card, turned around and went out. Her snow-white bare feet stepped on the beige floor, which was suddenly adorned with a bright red flower, creating a kind of pure and beautiful beauty.

Yingsheng walked to the balcony and lay under the wisteria trellis. The full moon cast an elegant shadow of death.

Just as he was about to gently step into that good night, the telephone in the living room rang.

Of course Yingsheng didn't answer the call, so he left a message.

"Suigetsu-san, I love you."

[Love +1]

Jingle Bell--

On the flower stand, the wind chimes rang, bringing the breath of life.

The full moon gradually turned into a waning moon. Ten days had passed, and Yingsheng was still alive. And the organization and the police mentioned by the two people did not come to the door. It was really strange.

"Qingzi, there must be some more specific reasons," Yingsheng said.

There is a wooden swing on the balcony of Qingzi's house. She is still wearing a white dress, swinging gently. Under the hazy moonlight, she looks like some unreal phantom.

"I bought three life accident insurance policies for him, with a total of 500 million yuan," she smiled.

"When did you buy it?"

"The cheapest one was two months ago, and the other two were nine days ago."

"It's an obvious insurance fraud. The insurance company will refuse to pay the claim. If you want to appeal, they will hire a group of detectives to investigate. Especially my classmate, Kudo Shinichi. He has a very good brain. I'm not completely sure."

"Then there's nothing we can do."

Kiyoko sighed, "Well, then I can only get naked, tie a bow on myself, get into a big gift box, and be sent to President Shimada's office.

Alas, how could there be such a pitiful person like me in the world? My father owed gambling debts and he even wanted to use his daughter to repay them.

Alas, my mother doesn’t want me either, alas…”

The series of lamentations left Yingsheng speechless. "How much money does he owe?"

"Gambling debt is a bottomless abyss."

"That makes sense, but even if Mr. Xuesong dies, his creditors will still come looking for you."

"So, I'll have to ask Hotaru-kun for help."

Qingzi's smile is so pure and flawless, even clearer than the moonlight flowing in the sky.

Yingsheng stretched and sat up, "You have such a bad personality."

"Anyway, Hotaru-kun needs to eat every day, so it doesn't matter who it is."

The so-called eating refers to the hunting that Yingsheng conducts to obtain killing intentions. When he had a little understanding of this world, he asked Qingzi to choose some targets for him, so she knew.

"Speaking of which, you're too unstable here. I plan to seriously look for a girlfriend."

Qingzi looked curious, "Oh, do you have a target?"

"It's not clear yet. Let's talk about it later. What is not covered by Mr. Xuesong's insurance?"

"There are many restrictions. Anything related to alcoholism, drug abuse, or high-risk work is not allowed. Oh, and it's better not to be a disease. Dad hasn't had a physical examination in a long time."

"OK, send the information and address to my email."

Since you've asked me to do this, I'll try harder tonight.

People die every day in this city, so what does it matter if a few more die?

Yingsheng stood up, pushed aside a curtain of flower tassels, and glanced at the clock on the wall in the room. It was just past twelve o'clock.

"Are you going to get spanked again tonight? Do you want to come stay with me?"

Qingzi smiled brightly, "I am a precious gift now, so he doesn't dare to do anything."

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)