Conan's winery play house

Chapter 446 is the relationship between mutual names
Morohoshi Hideki dragged Miyamoto Aituo to the training ground, and at some point the training ground was also decorated in a Christmas atmosphere.

Hideki Zhuxing looked at the gaudy training ground, which was completely opposite to the simple and simple style of the past, with a strange expression on his face.

He didn't let other people even dress up like this on the training ground, did he?
The rest of the Zhuxing family who are at home on vacation are also on the training ground at the moment.

The children of Zhu Xing's family hold guns at an early age, even if they are not policemen, they must learn to shoot.

However, there are still relatively few people in the Zhuxing family who are not policemen.

"Xiu Shu, do you want to teach your friend how to use a gun?" A man who was practicing guns asked.

Zhu Xingxiushu glanced at the other party and said nothing.

"He's my cousin." He introduced to Miyamoto Aitto.

There are too many of his cousins, cousins ​​and even cousins ​​and uncles, and he has tried every means to distinguish them since he was very young.

"How is it? Do you need our help?" Several men who were originally using the training ground stopped their movements and asked with their shoulders crossed.

"No need." Zhu Xingxiu replied indifferently.

Even to his so-called cousin, he couldn't show his childlike appearance, at least he didn't have to mock them with contemptuous eyes.

"Do you want to try?" Zhu Xingxiu asked his little friend.

He knows that Miyamoto's marksmanship is very good.

"No need." Aito shook his head.

The training ground here is not as organized as it should be, and there are other people there.

He can't show his marksmanship in front of others.

"Give it a try, little brother, guns are very fun." Zhu Xingxiu's brothers said.

At this moment, they want to show off their marksmanship and teach the children that their hearts are about to move.

After all, Zhu Xingxiushu is not like a child, they can't feel the feeling of admiration from each other.

"Miyamoto doesn't need you to teach me." Zhu Xingxiu frowned.

With Miyamoto's marksmanship, there is no need for his unreliable cousins ​​to teach him.

Maybe Miyamoto's level is higher than these cousins.

"Xiu Shu, do you want to teach your friends yourself? That's good too..." Several people turned the guns in their hands, or disassembled and reassembled them, as if watching a show.

The door to the training ground was opened again.

The sound of footsteps and shouts reached everyone's ears
"The stars—"

"Miyamoto—"

Everyone looked towards the gate, Kikukawa Seiichiro, Emoru Akira, Takizawa Shinya waved their hands and walked over slowly.

"Here, if you call Zhu Xing, many people will turn their heads back." A cousin of Zhu Xing's family said jokingly.

"That's right, after all, the surnames of all of us who live together are Zhu Xing." Another man also winked and said.

"Friends are the same as family members, just call each other by name, right Hideki?" They patted Zhuxing Hideki on the shoulder and asked.

Zhu Xingxiu slammed his cousin's hand away, showing an impatient expression while blushing up to the ears.

"Have you finished training? Let the training ground out when you're done," Zhu Xingxiu said.

Obviously, even if they use the training ground at the same time, it will not be enough.

"Okay, okay, I'll let you guys have fun." The cousins ​​simply put away their guns and left.

After all, their cousin is already hovering on the edge of the fried hair, and it will not be good if they continue to tease.

Offending the future boss will not end well.

"Don't pay attention to what they said..." Zhu Xingxiushu breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the figures leave, and spoke to his little friend with the silver bullet.

"Indeed, there are many people named Zhuxing..." Miyamoto Aituo said thoughtfully.

"If it's called Xiu Shu, you won't admit your mistake, right?" He asked with a questioning attitude.

"Then I'll call you Xiushu from now on." Then he decided on his own.

Zhu Xingxiushu, who hadn't had time to speak at all, had a dull expression and blushed.

Only the elders have ever called him Hideki, and none of his peers have ever called him that. Even Jiang Shou and the others call each other by their surnames.

"In that case, we've always been addressed by surnames. I'm not the only one with the surname Jiang Shou..." Jiang Shouhuang thought for a while before speaking.

"There are also many people in the Kikukawa family..." Kikukawa Seiichiro also echoed.

In terms of people, the Juchuan family should have the most people. After all, in addition to blood relations, the Juchuan family will also adopt orphans who are not related by blood, give them the surname of Juchuan, and cultivate their Noh skills.

"I'm not the only one named Takizawa..." Takizawa Shin also shook his head.

They all live under the glory of their parents or grandparents, and they are also proud of it, but this does not mean that they want to lose their names.

"So let's call it by name from now on, Xiushu." Jiang Shouhuang said with a smile, not surprisingly, he saw the calm expression of his little friend with his flushed face.

"It's up to you." Hideki Zhuhoshi had an expression of "what's the point of caring about this kind of thing" and "boring", as if he really didn't care.

If the face is not red, it is estimated that it will be very convincing.

"Then Miyamoto is also called Aito, right?" Jiang Shouhuang looked at Miyamoto Aituo again.

The white-haired teenager is wearing a cute style that fits the winter Christmas theme.

"The name Aito... I always feel that AITO (love) is always on my lips..." Takizawa Shinya said pretending to be profound.

"If you keep talking about love, doesn't it seem like you've been confessing your love?" Kikukawa Seiichiro said suddenly.

The imagination of people in the field of art is always quite rich.

"The name itself is a confession." Zhu Xingxiushu said calmly.

"The person who named you must love you very much, Aito." Kikukawa Seiichiro looked envious.

His name means...first son.

Carrying the glory of the Kikukawa family, the eldest son with high hopes.

So it has no meaning of its own.

"Well, my mother..." The white-haired and blue-eyed boy thought of something, and his eyes were extremely gentle.

"I do love you very much." He said softly.

For him to die calmly, with death bestowed upon him eternal life.

Before he died, he was given a name that means love and the ability to be loved.

The surname Miyamoto did not belong to him originally, only the name Aituo has belonged to him since he was born.

But now, he's Aito Miyamoto.

"I love my mother too." Aituo lowered his head and smiled.

He likes the love that the other party is willing to die for him, even thinking about him before dying.

So he should give his mother the same love.

He should also love his mother who died for him.

"I like this name very much too." He continued with affirmative tone.

He should also like the name as a testament to his mother's love.

If only all the family could love him like his mother.

"Aito looks very happy, but I don't know why I always feel a little strange..." Kikukawa Seiichiro touched his arm.

"Maybe the training ground is a bit cold?" Takizawa Shin also shivered and said.

Suddenly felt inexplicably cold.

"Ai Tuo, are you cold?" Zhu Xingxiu asked with a frown.

He didn't feel cold, he just felt...a dangerous feeling.

"I'm not cold, do you think it's cold? But isn't the temperature in the training ground [-] degrees..." The white-haired boy was at a loss.

Everyone wears a lot, shouldn't they feel hot?

So when ordinary people wear so much, will the room temperature be [-] degrees cold?
　I originally wanted to kill those men in my dream, but instead I was killed by them.

　　Heh, I knew it was impossible for me to have a pure love dream.

　　Whose love hero cannibalize and kill people.

　　I was bitten in my dream, and I was chased and killed by them, and I died a miserable death in the end.

　　A mere dream NPC dares to kill me, damn it——

　　
　
(End of this chapter)