Conan's winery play house

Chapter 2 Gin Papa
Tokyo Airport.

A boy in a hoodie and shorts came out of the passage.

The exposed legs and knees are wearing black knee pads.

Dragging a black suitcase almost half his height.

With a clear purpose, he walked towards a black Porsche parked outside the airport.

Open the door and sit in the back seat.

"Welcome back, Clear." Sitting in the driver's seat, Vodka smiled honestly.

The boy lifted his hat and took off the black ribbon on his face, revealing the snow-white hair in the hat and the eyes hidden under the black ribbon, with a bright smile.

"Thank you Uncle Vodka." His smile and voice always have a clean and soft feeling.

Or maybe it was because of his snow-white hair color, snow-white complexion, or something else.

"Don't pretend, Ivy." The silver-haired man glanced at him lukewarmly.

"Okay, papa." Miyamoto Ato put away his smile and sat upright.

Gin immediately stopped talking.

Aito Miyamoto took out a book from his clothes.

"It is said in the book that this address will help improve our father-son relationship..." Miyamoto Aituo said while holding up the book.

Vodka glanced back curiously and saw the title of the book.

"How to Make Dad Like You More"

"The Secret of Father-Son Harmony"

"Clear, you really worked hard to make big brother like you..." Vodka sighed with admiration.

Aviclear's dedication to his father's love really shocked him every time he saw it.

However, the other party himself didn't think there was any problem at all, and it could even be said that his attitude was serious enough to be pious.

"After all, there is only one role of father." The white-haired and blue-eyed boy nodded seriously.

And Gin was his guardian, so it was perfectly fine to call him father.

"I heard that you have a close relationship with Vermouth (Bermode). Next time I see her, should I call her mother or mammy?" Miyamoto Aitto asked seriously.

"No need, shut up, Ivy." The silver-haired man looked indifferent.

"Stay away from that woman," he warned.

Belmode is a typical mystic, and it's better not to get too close to someone like Aviclear who is easily influenced.

If Aveklear becomes a half-spoken mystic like that woman, it's hard for him not to beat up this brat.

"I see, Papa." Miyamoto Aitto said with a serious expression.

Be careful to stay away from Belmode.

Fortunately, I didn't have much contact with the other party when I was in the United States.

"Have you remembered your memory?" Qin Jiu seemed to be probing, but also seemed to be just asking casually.

"Not at all." The boy with white hair and blue eyes shook his head.

His memory began when he was resurrected on the body of the original owner seven years ago.

Knows nothing about the original owner's past, and knows nothing about his own past.

Whether the original owner has any family members, or whether the family members are looking for him, he doesn't know.

He just met Gin who was killing people on the way to escape on the thousand and first night of being imprisoned.

For some reason, the other party did not kill him to silence him, but took him away from the murder scene.

Thinking about it now, probably the identity of the original owner has some value.

"You made a big fuss in the United States last night." The silver-haired man said indifferently.

"It's just a farewell ceremony." Miyamoto Aituo said seriously.

Anyway, I lived in New York for a while, and I should leave some footprints when I leave.

Let New Yorkers think of his footprints as soon as they see it.

Miyamoto Aito just wants to be remembered, what's wrong with that?
"Speaking of which, Aito, how much have you grown in the past three years?" Vodka asked suddenly.

Miyamoto Aituo silently put away the book without saying a word.

"Ten centimeters." Qin Jiu said as if in a good mood.

He only needs to look a few times to know the physical value of a person.

Avik Lear has only grown ten centimeters in the past three years.

"It's sixteen, but this brat still looks the same as a 12-year-old." Qin Jiu said with a smile.

The white-haired and blue-eyed boy touched his knees wearing knee pads.

The legs had been broken for nearly three years.

He touched his arm again, and there were row after row of needle-like scars at the position of the blood vessels on the arm.

The son lost by the couple was only nine years old. In order not to let him grow up, they continued to inject him with growth-inhibiting drugs.

So much so that when he was imprisoned from the age of nine to when he escaped at the age of nearly 12, his height and appearance hardly changed from when he was nine years old.

Even if he escaped later, in nearly four years, he only grew fourteen centimeters in total.

Even though he is said to be sixteen now, his height is only 1.4 meters four.

Even the appearance looks like a boy of eleven or twelve years old.

"I'll still grow taller." The white-haired and blue-eyed boy said confidently.

Even if he only grows three or four centimeters a year, he will be thirty or forty centimeters in ten years. When he is 26 years old, he will be 1.8 meters tall.

"Your identity has been arranged." Qin Jiu seemed to have completely ignored the other party's declaration.

"But from now on, you're 12 years old." The silver-haired man said.

"But I'm already 16 years old." The white-haired and blue-eyed teenager reminded with a pursed mouth.

How can there be such a person who lives smaller and smaller?
"This is an order." Qin Jiu said indifferently.

16 years old looks like this?It's too suspicious.

"Okay, papa." Miyamoto Aituo's unhappy emotions had already shown on his face, the corners of his mouth were pressed down, but he still said obediently.

For a harmonious father-son relationship, 12 years old should be 12 years old.

Anyway, even if I tell others that I am 16 years old, I will be regarded as an eleven or twelve-year-old elementary school student or a first-year junior high school student.

"Is there any task for the boss to transfer me back to Japan?" He changed the subject and asked.

"You can't stay in the United States for the time being." Gin just said that.

If Avik Lear was allowed to stay in the United States, he would be discovered.

He is already a member of the organization, and the organization has raised him for four years, so it won't be that easy to let him go.

"Okay...then what do I need to do? Can I say hello to Japan?" The white-haired and blue-eyed boy asked with a gentle smile.

"Hide your identity and wait for the notification." The man with long silver hair said so.

"Don't make too much noise." The tone was calm.

That is no good, keep a low profile.

But as long as the identity is well hidden, right?
Miyamoto Aituo thought to himself.

"Okay, papa." She answered with a cute face.

Gin didn't bother to correct Aviclear's address anymore.

It may be because there is nothing in memory, Aviclear especially likes to play house tricks, often making some paper people that look very weird, and putting those paper people that have not been colored but have lifelike human shapes Play house together.

I don't know if I bought it or made it myself.

An identity was also arranged for each paper figurine.

There are even code names of gin, vodka and others written on some paper figurines.

He called his father, Uncle Vodka, and even BOSS was called uncle by him.

He is a brother to Juneric, and a sibling to Shirley and Akemi Miyano.

The familiar members of the organization were assigned a family role by him.

He didn't listen to what he said, and he didn't change what he heard, and he played house happily.

But if this can make the other party obedient and obedient, it's nothing.

The silver-haired man watched the receding scenery outside the window and closed his eyes.

PS: [Easy daily life without heroine] [Bourbon's undercover camp does not reverse] [Does not save people]

[Although, the protagonist is real wine, so he will do tasks, and will kill people for the sake of emotional value, if you can't accept the protagonist's murder, run away, I'm afraid of being reported]

[Do not lick the protagonist group. 】

[The pure black setting remains unchanged. 】

The opening timeline... There is no such thing anymore, the timeline is very messy.

Highlight note: [Don't mention other books or authors in my article! ! ! ! ! !Don't mention me to other people! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】

　PS: Gin: I like making paper figurines and playing with paper figurines.

　　Miyamoto Aitto: This paper figurine is Gin Papa, this paper figurine is Uncle Vodka, this paper figurine is... When everyone dies, I will turn them into paper figurines to stay with me all the time.

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)