Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 380: Weak Flow Firefly Super Wife Feeling~~
Monday, 7am.

The early morning light shone through the heavy curtains, faintly shining on a corner of the bed.

On the soft white sheets, the naked marble sculpture was breathing steadily, with a corner of the thin white quilt slightly covering his waist and abdomen.

Gin's consciousness floats between dreams and reality.

He seemed to be wrapped in an endless silver-white light, and was surrounded by a sweet fragrance.

All his senses were magnified to the extreme. When he was being burned by the hellfire to the point of blurring his consciousness, warm waves gently lapped his body.

That person's laughter, tears, and whispers...

The glittering skin, the moist eyes, the burning breath, the intertwined heartbeats...

Indescribable.

Just like a dream.

Suddenly he heard a faint doorbell ring.

The sound seemed to come from a very distant world, gently tearing apart the psychedelic connection between reality and dreams.

Then came the sound of a door opening and a gentle thank you. The familiar tone made Gin's eyelids tremble slightly. After he opened his eyes, the silver-white world gradually converged into a white ceiling.

The sounds from outside continued to be heard, and no one knew what had happened. Someone was giggling, which was very touching.

The sound mixed with the dream and immediately brought Gin back to his sense of the surroundings.

He rubbed his forehead, stood up, opened the curtains, pushed open the window, and took a deep breath of the cool morning air under the gentle morning sun.

My thoughts are still extremely confused and cannot be sorted out.

But his lungs were fully inflated, and the oxygen made his brain clear, which at least gave him the courage to accept reality.

He is Gin, not a coward.

Amid the series of slight collisions coming from outside the room, Gin put on his clothes, buttoned his black shirt, and pushed open the door.

A fresh fragrance wafted over my face, and the sound became clearer.

Gin took a few steps forward, his eyes passing through the living room and heading towards the dining room.

The angel in the dream came into reality.

The loose white shirt hung to the base of the thighs, and the slender legs were dazzlingly white in the morning sun, and her bare feet stepped on the dark gray floor, like an angel walking through the earth.

In the postmodernist style of gray and white simple line painting, the celestial being is placing breakfast on the dining table. His movements are light and elegant, exuding a lazy charm.

Noticing his gaze, Tianren turned back gently, her eyes as gentle as water, with a faint smile on her lips.

"Good morning, Mr. Kurosawa."

Suddenly, countless vague memories came flooding back!

From the swimming pool to the room to the bathroom, the scenes of last night became clear, even every slight ripple on the pool surface and the trembling skin under the soft light were all clearly visible.

Dreams and reality instantly merged into one, leaving an indelible mark on Gin's heart and firmly entangled his consciousness in that boundless dream of joy.

He can't escape anymore!

……

……

In fact, this is just a daily routine.

While placing the breakfast delivered by room service, Yingsheng thought, I never realized that a cold-faced killer like Gin is actually a pure and romantic person at heart.

On the morning after a night of passion, if the woman is satisfied with the man's performance, she will make breakfast for him herself.

I don't know where this saying came from, but with the popularity of American TV series, it has almost become a convention.

After deciding to live together with Xiaolan, Yingsheng actually vaguely looked forward to this kind of scene.

It was the first time for both him and Xiaolan to have that kind of experience.

Unfortunately, due to an unexpected event, Hotaru's first family breakfast experience went to Masayo Aida.

The next day, after he and Xiaolan had a frank talk, it was already ten o'clock in the morning. Yingsheng naturally couldn't go to sleep. Instead, he took a shower and ran to the kitchen to help Xiaolan.

It's not a standard plot either.

In short, although there was no kitchen in the hotel suite, Yingsheng called room service to deliver breakfast, which could be considered his second home breakfast experience.

And he seems to be playing the role of the woman...

This made Yingsheng feel quite strange, but after taking a look at the love increase reminder in his heart, he put these emotions behind him.

It's just a show, this kind of business with huge profits is very easy to do.

……

……

Six o'clock this morning.

Xiaolan was shocked when she learned that Yingsheng had to rush back to Marina Bay Sands Hotel to replace the Eastern European girl.

"Can't you just let her leave quietly?"

"Hotsuka, if you're worried that Gin will think everything that happened that night was just a dream and it won't have the effect you want, just leave him a note or send him an email."

"I personally went over to prepare breakfast for him, and even woke him up..."

"Oh my god, I've never experienced anything like this before."

"Hina, are you still hiding your wife attributes? You don't want me to be jealous of a man."

Yingsheng was completely speechless. He leaned his head against the knee pillow, feeling the tight elasticity that was full of vitality, then looked up at Xiaolan.

"To make Gin mistake that girl for me, he relied on hallucinogens and hypnosis, which would make those memories less real. If I don't go and verify it, my work last night would have been in vain."

In fact, it relies on [illusion], but the principle is similar to what he said.

"But……"

Xiaolan looked confused, "This is too weird, Ying, is it necessary for you to do this?"

Yingsheng laughed, "As long as there is a 50% profit, capital will take risks; with a 100% profit, it will dare to trample on all laws; with a 300% profit, it will even sell the rope to hang itself."

"Lan, do you know how much profit I make?"

Xiaolan was silent for a while and then sighed.

"To be honest, I am a little worried about the consequences. What if he suddenly decides to have you? You can't drug him at any time, and with your attitude just now..."

"Stop!"

Yingsheng quickly covered Xiaolan's mouth and said, "Isn't my performance last night enough to serve as proof?"

Xiaolan's cheeks were slightly red, and she pulled Yingsheng's hand away. "It's mainly because of your values, Ying. You are used to weighing the pros and cons. As long as the benefits are big enough, you can even sell your soul."

"Hey, I didn't say anything like that."

"But your performance is like this." Xiaolan counted on her fingers, "Gin's abuse of you several times before, your torture by the brewery and the police, your imprisonment in the mental hospital, and now the surveillance by all parties."

"Any of these is extremely difficult for ordinary people to accept."

"You accepted it all calmly."

"To be honest, with all this information, I think it's very reasonable that all sources have labeled you as a severe masochist."

"But Qing Liu classmate told me that when you were tortured by the police, you were doing experiments; when I learned that you were still pursuing the hatred of others to reconcile your spirit."

"I just guess that your actions are all based on absolutely rational considerations, in order to obtain the greatest benefits."

"As for the harm you suffered, you didn't enjoy it, but you never took it to heart."

"Is it right?"

Xiaolan added in her heart:
But if you take into account the process of gaining a sense of reality from pain, Ying, you are still a little M.

Yingsheng put his arms around Xiaolan's waist, buried his head in her belly, and said in a muffled voice: "Lan, you really understand me. Yes, I was born sexless."

"What did the monkey say?"

"If someone scolds me, I won't get angry; if someone hits me, I won't get angry, I'll just apologize and that's it."

"Of course, most of the time it doesn't come to this, and when the other party's behavior exceeds a certain limit, I will take action even if it's just out of rationality."

"As for the physical injuries, I used to care about them, but after something happened, I can recover quickly, so it doesn't matter anymore."

What Yingsheng was talking about was the resurrection of Aoyagi Chisou.

What Xiaolan was thinking about was the incident where Gin used pink granulation to treat Hotaru's injuries at the Beika Central Hospital.

But generally speaking it's not that bad.

Xiaolan sighed, "Rationality is definitely a good quality, but it seems a bit too much in you, Hotaru."

Yingsheng smiled and said, "Even if that's the case, it's totally impossible for Gin to sell his soul to Lucifer just to gain his love."

"Lan, you have some confidence in me. During this period of time, Gin has been completely under my control."

“Do you know Calvados?”

Xiaolan shook her head.

Yingsheng continued: "He was Vermouth's loyal dog and a tough guy. He died quite heroically, but no one mentions him now."

"Lan, do you know?"

"Some people will worship their beloved on a pedestal. Even if she appears naked in front of him, he dare not even look at her."

"Not to mention fantasizing about getting her. Even if they have the slightest thought of this, they will feel deeply guilty and put themselves in an even more humble position."

"And now, there are similarities between Gin and him."

Xiaolan hesitated and said: "Based on Gin's past behavior, he shouldn't be such a person."

"And after this incident, his love for you and his murderous intent are intertwined. Thinking of what happened this morning..."

"He might even violence you."

"........."

Hearing such fierce words suddenly, Yingsheng didn't know what to say for a long time. He raised his head from Xiaolan's lower abdomen and poked Xiaolan's heart.

"It's become dirty here."

“…Damn it, I’m serious!”

Xiaolan pushed Yingsheng away and said unhappily, "Based on your previous interactions, this possibility is very high, okay? What are you going to do then?"

Yingsheng fell on the bed and spread his hands. "I won't let things develop in this direction. Besides, he can't beat me now. No matter what he wants to do, he can only watch helplessly."

Xiaolan snorted, "Will you fight him?"

"Why not? Do I look like a well-behaved companion robot?" Yingsheng smiled. "Companion robots also have domestic violence modes, specifically designed to meet the special needs of some people. Ahem, I'll be here."

Xiaolan didn't understand Yingsheng's last sentence, but his previous words were enough to make her blush.

Xiaolan clenched her fist gently, making a "click" sound. A smile appeared on her face and a well-shaped character appeared on her forehead.

"So, Hotaru has already defined that side as a partner?"

"hiss--!"

Yingsheng took a deep breath and said, "Don't take my words out of context. I was denying their meaning."

Seeing that Xiaolan's fist was already in front of him, Yingsheng took the initiative to bump into her, but fell down again in a second, covering his forehead with his hands, looking pitiful.

"Wow, I was domestically abused."

"........."

Xiaolan pinched Yingsheng's cheeks in annoyance, rubbed them continuously, and pressed her body directly on Yingsheng.

"You weak little M, I'm going to eat you!"

"Ahhh, spare me, Queen~~"

"..."

After playing around for a while, Xiaolan finally allowed Yingsheng to leave, or rather, she had never thought of stopping him, she was just a little unhappy.

the reason is simple.

Yingsheng could have kept this from her.

And after two super close encounters, recalling that blushing and heart-pounding experience...

Even if someone took out a real photo and said that Hotaru was gay, Xiaolan would immediately think whether the photo was photoshopped?
"Ah, who can blame me for making my Hotaru so pretty? Her charm transcends gender and is popular with both men and women."

Seeing Yingsheng put on a suit again, Xiaolan couldn't help but sigh and looked at her face in the front camera of her mobile phone.

"To be honest, I used to be quite confident, but you, Yukimura-san, Vermouth, and Koizumi-san, your looks are so foul."

"Although I have no memory of the past, I guess Kiyoko and I's appearances are the result of drug transformation. Otherwise it would be too coincidental. Vermouth can be considered as evidence." Yingsheng smiled, "As for Koizumi, she is a witch."

"Excluding these abnormalities, Xiaolan, your appearance is world-class, and your figure is better than theirs."

"Haha." Xiaolan rolled her eyes at Yingsheng. "Last time when I asked Vermouth to pretend to be you in Ian's apartment, I saw her figure with my own eyes. It's top-notch. Even if she doesn't become an actress and switches to modeling, she will definitely be one of the best supermodels in the world."

"No no no."

Yingsheng shook his head. "In my opinion, her body is still too weak and lacks a sense of strength. She can't compare with your youthful vitality, Xiaolan."

“…&…￥%…&%￥”

Xiaolan felt that she had never been so speechless in her life. "Weakness has always been a plus for women. Moreover, Vermouth has been transformed by drugs, and all the data of her body are beyond ordinary people. She is also very good in close combat and long-range gunfights. You call this weakness?"

"If compared with Kiyoko, Vermouth is a little older, but she is indeed more vital. And if compared with you, Xiaolan..." Yingsheng's mouth curled slightly and made a straight fist gesture, "You can knock her down with one punch so that she can't even get up."

"........."

Xiaolan looked hopeless, "I'm absolutely sure. You really like me because of my fighting ability. Damn it! This doesn't make me happy at all. I used to be the first in etiquette class. Even the teacher praised me for my feminine power!"

"No, it's not combat power, but vitality."

Yingsheng thought for a moment and said, "Let me tell you another fantasy of a mental patient. You may be able to better understand my aesthetics."

"In the world I used to live in, appearance, etiquette, and the combat power you just mentioned, all of these can be easily obtained by performing a simple minor surgery, or even installing a chip and loading a program."

"And the basis for obtaining them without suffering backlash is the vitality of human beings."

"This is a very general concept, related to both the mind and the body. Generally speaking, people with stronger vitality can connect more prosthetics, load more programs, resist more mental pollution, and even more easily ascend and condense their status."

"Ascension means becoming a digital life, and it won't cause your mind to become rigid after losing the variables of your body."

"Anyway, that's probably the reason."

"See through all the external appearances and look directly at the true self, Lan, you are the person with the most vigorous vitality I have ever seen in this world, and also the most beautiful person."

Xiaolan was stunned for a while, and suddenly a strange idea came to her mind.

"What about Kyogoku-senpai?"

"Cough cough cough cough!!"

Yingsheng almost choked to death on his own saliva, staring at Xiaolan in disbelief, "Hey, Lan, are you a rotten girl?!"

Xiaolan blinked innocently, "According to what you just said, vitality is the combination of physical fitness and willpower, then Kyogoku-senpai..."

Yingsheng interrupted quickly: "Its judgment is much more complicated, and even involves the souls in the dark. Although I can't measure your specific values ​​now, I guess that your vitality should be higher than his."

"and……"

Yingsheng said unhappily, "He is a man. Even if he changes his gender, he is not as good-looking as you. Do you understand?"

Xiaolan giggled, her eyes curved, "So, the causes of love at first sight are very complicated, and lust plays a big role in it."

"That's right, so you are confident about your appearance now, a super beautiful and energetic girl." Yingsheng said with a smile.

"Well... it's okay, but what about Sonoko? She's more energetic than me." Xiaolan lowered her voice, "I'll tell you a secret, Sonoko is prettier than me without her hairband."

"I think she looks more cheerful with a headband, and makeup doesn't affect her inner beauty. As for her vitality..." Yingsheng shrugged, "Of course not as strong as yours."

"Hey, Sonoko is so cheerful, I've been influenced by her a lot." Xiaolan tilted her head, "Is it because Sonoko doesn't practice martial arts?"

"That may be a reason, but more..."

Yingsheng pondered and said, "Perhaps it's because she has had a very smooth life since she was a child. Although this has allowed her to build a good self and a sound personality, she may lack mental resilience due to the lack of hardships."

Xiaolan curled her lips slightly, "You are singing praises to suffering. If I had a choice, I would like my parents to have a good relationship forever."

"Suffering is suffering, not worth singing about. But," Yingsheng gave Xiaolan a thumbs up and smiled, "You overcame the suffering, not only were you not defeated by it, but you grew up. Isn't that worthy of praise?"

Xiaolan thought about it and raised the corners of her lips slightly, "I will reluctantly accept your compliment, but according to what you said, my mother is definitely a hundred times better than me."

"…That's a weird thing to say."

"What?" Xiaolan was stunned for a second, then her face suddenly turned red. She grabbed the pillow and threw it at Yingsheng, "Asshole, don't think about such shameless things!"

"Hey, hey, I clearly haven't thought of anything. I really don't understand what you mean." Yingsheng caught the pillow without changing his expression. "Anyway, I met the right person at the right time, and fell in love at first sight. That's it. Since then, I have never thought of other possibilities."

Xiaolan crossed her arms and sneered.

"Combining your remarks with the fate revealed by Koizumi-san's divination, she is the most beautiful person in your heart right now. As a witch, her vitality is definitely super strong."

"I've already said that it takes the right time. If she was forty days ago, there might still be a chance, but when I saw her yesterday, apart from being amazed by her appearance at first sight, I was completely wary afterwards. How could I possibly be attracted to her?"

Yingsheng threw the pillow back forcefully. "Now you're jealous instead of being magnanimous, huh? Well... it's actually quite cute, and it makes me feel like I'm loved."

Xiaolan fell onto the bed with her forehead hit by the pillow, then her upper body bounced up suddenly and she threw the pillow back.

"So you like yanderes. If I lock you in the room and don't let you go anywhere, you'll be happy, right?"

"Well... if it's Ran, I don't mind, but please don't do it today." Yingsheng caught the pillow, looked at the time, and sighed, "I'm very sorry, there are only five minutes at most. It would be bad if Gin woke up early."

Xiaolan curled her lips, "How can I not be jealous when a man competes with me for your time?"

Yingsheng shook his head. "Don't think of him as a specific person. Just think of him as an abstract love-producing machine. I perform and he provides love. That's it."

Xiaolan snorted, "I have had such thoughts, but Gin, Xuesong, and Huaying are all people I have personally come into contact with. How can I really regard people as machines?"

"So you were just trying to cover up your mistake in the past, right? I'm so sorry." Yingsheng sat on the bed and gently put down the pillow. "This won't happen again. Gin's nuclear power plant can completely replace all other hydroelectric and thermal power plants."

"..."

Xiaolan still thinks that nuclear power plants are super weird, but since she doesn't produce any love on her side, it's impossible for her to not allow Yingsheng to use a compromise solution.

That's not jealousy, but being unreasonable.

She asked curiously, "According to your aesthetic standards, what is the vitality of other people? Miss Huaying wanted to reinforce you in the abandoned warehouse incident more than half a month ago, so she should have combat power and her vitality should not be too low."

Yingsheng sighed and said, "According to what I said in the past, her spirit has been polluted by the evil god. To be honest, if she didn't regard me as her god, according to my past duties as Tianshu, I would have killed her."

Xiaolan raised her eyebrows but didn't pursue the matter any further.

"What about Xuesong-san?"

"Qingzi... I've said before that because of her past experiences, she has fallen into a state of self-torture. I have the ability to save her, but I didn't save her. So... I can only say sorry to her. Her vitality is at a low level."

Xiaolan's eyelids jumped. "She wouldn't commit suicide, would she? Even though she poisoned you, if I didn't save you..."

Yingsheng raised his hand to interrupt, "Next question."

Xiaolan stared at Yingsheng for a few seconds, "Xuesong-san can provide you with love, so even if she wants to commit suicide, you won't let her die? She has disappeared now, and it was you, Yingsheng, who asked her to move to another place and live in hiding?"

"……probably."

"What? That's not very clear." Xiaolan nodded her chin. "Then let me ask directly, among those people in your previous favorability gradient, which ones do you still have contact with?"

"First of all, Chiyoko, we are now a community of interests, and secondly..."

"It's just emotional." Xiaolan added.

"I see..." Yingsheng thought for a moment, "There are only two people I have feelings for. I'm sorry, I can't tell you about the first person. The second person is Miss Liu Feng, and we have always been in touch."

"You can't tell me because you're worried that I might cause trouble to her? That must be someone I know..."

Xiaolan seemed to be thinking about something, and suddenly her eyes widened.

"Could it be Sonoko?! If you think about it carefully, she is actually your first love!"

Yingsheng smiled but said nothing.

In fact, that person was Masayo Aida.

But if Yingsheng denied it at this time, Xiaolan might think about it one by one, so she didn't say anything.

When Xiaolan saw him like this, she naturally became more certain of her guess, but after struggling for a long time, she didn't know what to say, so she simply changed the subject.

"Have you met Miss Liu Feng?"

"I don't have time recently. Let's talk about it when I get back to Tokyo." Yingsheng's eyes were quite distant. "Those gentle poems, the conversations full of knowledge and wisdom, and even the optimism and positivity shown in the trivialities of life..."

"Honestly, it makes me curious what kind of person she is."

Seeing Xiaolan's mouth slightly drooping, Yingsheng smiled and held her hand, "Don't worry, you are the most perfect. I met her just to fulfill my obsession. After that, we can be pen pals at most."

"No, I was just lucky and got out early."

Although she said so, a smile appeared on Xiaolan's lips again. When she thought of Yingsheng's description of Miss Liufeng, she couldn't help but feel very curious about her.

"She must be a very beautiful older sister, Ying, why don't you video chat with her?"

"I want to pursue that kind of hazy feeling. Until now, she and I have not even posted a photo showing our faces." Yingsheng pondered, "But through some details, I can guess some of her situation and that she is making some kind of resolution recently."

"What what?" Xiaolan asked quickly.

"How can I possibly tell you this, Lan? This is absolutely private." Yingsheng smiled and stood up. "I really have to go, otherwise I will be late."

"Go ahead, go ahead and cheat in front of me." Xiaolan rolled her eyes.

"I already told you it's a tool. See you later."

……

……

Ten past seven.

Marina Bay Sands, in a luxury suite.

Gin stood there for a long time, and finally walked towards Amano who was sitting at the dining table, wanting to hug him from behind.

Hotaru avoided his embrace like a light breeze, pointed his index finger at Gin's bare chest, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

"Wash first, then eat. Mr. Kurosawa, please be obedient."

Gin was stunned for two seconds, nodded, and walked towards the bathroom, "Who were you talking to just now?"

"Of course it was the waiter who brought the food up. He actually called me 'Miss', which made me laugh for a long time. He didn't even know why."

Yingsheng chuckled. The tone he used now was naturally the soft and neutral tone he used last night.

Xiaolan had ignored this problem before, thinking that everything was Gin's illusion. In fact, this was a false voice that Hotaru learned from Asai Narimi.

Originally, Yingsheng learned this so that he could use it with disguise techniques in the future, but he ended up using it here first.

Gin laughed, "It seems that he can't be blamed for this. You...I'm sorry about what happened last night."

"Oh, Mr. Kurosawa, have you never watched American TV series? The fact that I didn't leave quietly already explains a lot."

"Anyway, I'm sorry."

Gin went into the bathroom to wash up, and when he came out again he seemed much calmer. He sat directly opposite Yingsheng and picked up a steamed dumpling.

"This isn't your first time?" Gin asked.

Bang-!
Yingsheng slammed the table and stood up, "Say it again!"

Gin remained calm and took out a tissue to wipe the spilled chicken soup on the table. "You know, I'm mentally ill and sometimes I speak without thinking."

Yingsheng sneered, "Don't think too much. We are all adults and it's a matter of mutual consent. When I walk out of this door, what happened last night will be treated as if it never happened."

Gin paused, "Your age..."

"Don't worry about the details. One night of sex is the most that can happen. You know the situation on my side. I can't always rely on you. A villain like you shouldn't have any inexplicable sense of responsibility. This is good for both of us."

Gin was silent for a moment and nodded without saying anything.

The two of them ate in silence without saying anything else.

It was not until Hotaru was clearing away the dishes that Gin spoke again: "What were you thinking last night? Was that also part of the treatment?"

"If your problem has been improved, then so be it. I don't have any other thoughts at all. I'm a mental patient anyway," said Yingsheng.

"Firefly is constantly chasing love, could this be the reason?" Gin asked.

"probably."

"Is it just like a firefly chasing the light? If someone falls in love with you, you will also have a good impression of him?"

"Ah…"

Yingsheng looked up at Gin, "Why, are you thinking about something weird? Who was it that righteously said I was a pervert last night?"

Gin's mouth curled up slightly, "You didn't refute it, so you're saying that I guessed right, right? So it seems that you and Mao Lilan are just playing around?"

"No, we are true love, everyone else is just an accident." Yingsheng told the truth.

But Gin obviously didn't believe it, "You are wearing my clothes now. You mentioned American TV series before, right? Does this also have some kind of saying?"

"The explanation is that I ordered breakfast in a daze and ended up dozing off. It came too quickly and I didn't have time to slowly get dressed." Yingsheng went to the bathroom to wash his hands. "I'll change right away. I'll say it again, stop here, understand?"

Gin opened his mouth to speak, but at that moment, the doorbell rang.

"Brother, it's me."

Yingsheng walked quickly into the bedroom, stared at Gin before closing the door, and whispered: "If any word of this gets out, both of you will die."

Gin clicked his tongue and said, "You'd better go change your clothes, Miss Liuying. Do you want me to call someone to send you a dress?"

Hotaru glared at Gin fiercely and closed the door silently.

Gin laughed, stood up and looked around. He saw that the dishes had been put into the box left by the hotel and there were no traces of Firefly in the room. Then he went to open the door for Vodka.

But when Vodka came in, he looked strange, looked around, and said hesitantly:
"Brother, Vermouth said you..."

(End of this chapter)