[Conan/Through Her] Fairy's Indus

"Beautiful sister——!" I opened the door excitedly and shouted, "Your little cutie is here to see you!"

——After howling, I realized that there was more than one beautiful sister in this ward at the moment.

I held my right hand raised in greeting, frozen in place in embarrassment.

The woman sitting in front of the hospital bed must have come to visit Belmod. She turned her head and looked at me in surprise with her beautiful cat eyes. Then she turned back to Belmod on the hospital bed and teased her with a smile: "Beautiful sister? Your little cutie?"

Hey...I've seen this sister before.

I just saw her on TV last night on the evening news.

Belmode chuckled in a good mood, and waved to me across Shuiwu Lina: "Come here, what are you doing standing at the door?"

I just nuzzled over and said, "I'm sorry, I'm rude, I didn't know there was a guest... Well, should I avoid it first?"

"No need, the serious business that Kil and I want to talk about has already been finished." Belmod curled his lips and smiled seductively, "But why are you here? Aren't you angry with me, my little cutie? ?”

The ending of her words was lingering, and it was different from the "little cutie" I jokingly called out just now. The "my little cutie" coming from Bellmode's mouth had an inexplicable aura of ambiguity and danger.

I felt the heat on my face rising. I opened my mouth, turned my face away, and muttered in a low voice: "Being angry with you, and caring about your injury so I came to see you...these two points are not in conflict."

In fact, I had just forgotten that I was angry with her. After all, it was not a big deal that she wanted to care about Teacher Judy calling her a kitty...

The CIA undercover lady beside me couldn't help laughing: "Where did this cute child come from, Belmod?" Her beautiful cat eyes smiled gently and harmlessly, "Why don't you introduce me?"

Belmode raised his hand and pushed the long hair on her chest behind her: "It's normal if you haven't seen her before. This child is a kitten raised by Bourbon. Bourbon has always covered her very tightly."

Reina Mizuno showed a surprised expression: "Is it... that Bourbon? The one with a great reputation in the organization?"

"Yes, that's the bourbon."

"I heard that he is a terrible man..."

"Yeah~ Yes, he is indeed a terrible man."

I watched the two beautiful sisters talking back and forth in confusion and scratched my head.

What kind of image does my Toru Amuro have within the organization?

"So, the existence of this kitten is kept secret from most people in the organization." The upward arc of the corner of Belmode's mouth suddenly widened. She elegantly put her index finger in front of her lips and said nothing to the water. Reina blinked, "Kiel, you are a smart person. You should understand what gossip should be spread and what should not be spread, right?"

Shui Wulian was stunned for a moment, then responded with a tight smile: "Don't worry, I'm not a talkative person either."

Huh?

Did Belmode suddenly threaten her a little bit just now?

After Mizuno Reina stood up and left with a very eye-catching look, Belmode pulled open her bedside table.

I took the exquisite gift box from her blankly: "What is this? Is it for me?"

"Yes, it's for you. It's just a small snack, nothing expensive." She smiled and said, "Open it and try it?"

I opened it as instructed, and a large box of chocolates that looked very expensive at first glance and were so exquisitely made that they could be called handicrafts appeared in front of me.

"Wow - this is so cute!" I was pleasantly surprised, "Thank you sister!! I can't bear to eat such beautiful chocolate..."

"How do you like it?"

"Yeah!! I like it so much!!"

"Then you're not angry with me anymore?" Belmode curled her red lips and smiled charmingly.

My face turned red: "I, I'm not angry with you in the first place..."

She smiled lovingly, raised her hand, gently placed it on the top of my head and rubbed it: "That's good."

"Um..." Rib fractures will affect the movement of her arms, but she actually waved her arms so casually. I frowned and looked at her chest, trying to judge her injury. Unfortunately, I couldn't see anything through the hospital gown. Seeing it, "Sister, is your injury okay?"

"Oh, little color/cat, where are you looking?" The green-white fingertips tapped my nose, "I'm fine. I'm almost recovered. It's not a serious injury to begin with. I'll probably rest for three or four days." You can be discharged from the hospital.”

"What..." I widened my eyes, "I'm not..."

"Hey, kitten." She interrupted me softly and lazily.

The sunlight poured into this ward through large swaths of floor-to-ceiling windows, and also into her beautiful eyes. Those blue eyes, which may often make people feel mysterious and dangerous, were staring at me. They were like the reflection of a calm lake. The tiny rays of sunlight dimly illuminate the tenderness hidden under the water.

I blinked and suddenly forgot the unfinished words I just said: "What's wrong..."

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" She combed her fingers and slowly followed the messy curly hair on my head. "Are you feeling uncomfortable? That night, I stood on the opposite side of justice and on the side of my friends. The opposite side is blocking my way."

I was stunned.

Why did she ask that...

I looked at her blankly.

The witch smiled softly, opened her red lips, and whispered softly: "If you want to fly out of the cage and go to the other side, I will help you. Although I don't trust the FBI, they seem to like it. Yours, if you borrow the FBI's witness protection program, which is really useful, you have a chance to escape."

"But if I go there, sister, won't you be lonely?" I tilted my head and smiled, "I won't go there."

The green eyes were stunned for a moment, then turned dark and unclear: "But if you stay with Bourbon, you will be swallowed by the darkness sooner or later, and you will be ruined by this, kitten."

I looked directly at her seriously: "Then are you broken? Sister, do you feel sad when you do bad things?"

She didn't seem to expect that I would ask this, and was stunned for a moment.

I smiled and pressed her hand that had been resting on my cheek for some time.

"I'm sorry I asked a strange question...Thank you, but it's okay, don't worry about me, I'm not afraid of the dark."

Reina Mizuno used to frequent the new hospital run by Bellmode, and now she has been targeted by the FBI. It is really difficult to see her while avoiding the eyes and ears of the organization and the FBI.

But I still found an opportunity, after I quietly pretended to be a new artist for the fourth time and sneaked into the Japanese TV station.

Thanks to whoever gave me the pretty skin.

I finally saw her alone in the parking lot, and I was as excited as if I had finally become my idol's illegitimate meal.

She was surprised to see me suddenly showing up, and there was a hint of vigilance written in her beautiful cat eyes: "You are the one..."

"Hello sister, my name is Ruri Amuro." I bowed slightly, "I want to chat with you alone, is that okay?"

She took me to a secluded corner, held her chest and looked directly into my eyes: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

I smiled, palm up, and held out a hand to her: "Before we start talking, can I borrow your hand?"

She looked at me puzzled, but still put her right hand on my hand.

I gently took her hand and put it on my neck.

Facing her surprised gaze, I curled my lips and said, "I mean no harm, this is my sincerity."

I still remember that the CIA relies on this skill to detect lies.

I didn't want to take this step... I didn't want to meet Rena Mizuna so early, and I didn't want to interfere with the interlocking plot of the Geel chapter of the red side's victory.

But I didn't expect that when I went to visit Belmode that day, I would meet her so unexpectedly.

"Sister, my name is Amuro Ruri. I am 17 years old and I am a student in Class B of the second year of Teidan High School." I looked directly into her eyes and said seriously, "A new transfer student has recently arrived in our class. He is a boy who looks very similar to you, sister, with a very confused personality and wearing round glasses. His name is Hondo Eiyu."

"So?" She narrowed her eyes slightly, "You don't think that that boy has anything to do with me, do you?"

"Well, I will try my best to protect this Hall Yingyou from letting the organization know his existence, and try to prevent him from finding you." I said to myself, "In exchange, I hope, sister, you will not be with a little boy in the future. Tell me about Bourbon and me."

Her voice was a little cold: "I don't know what you are talking about."

I lowered my head, the fragrance of her wrist lingering on the tip of my nose.

"I'm sorry." I said sadly, "I have no choice. In fact, even if you don't promise me, I will try my best to do what I just said... I'm sorry, I have no intention to threaten you, nor do I have any intention to fight with you. enemy."

She was silent for a moment and lowered her voice: "Who are you? What do you know? What is your purpose?"

"My name is Amuro Ruri." I said this for the third time. "What I know is not important... As for my purpose, I just hope that I can be a friend of my friends for as long as possible. a little……"

I don’t know how much she believed it, and I don’t know how she would do it.

At the end of Geel's chapter, she will spend the whole night exchanging information with the FBI and Conan.

If I don't do something, there is a high chance that she will inform Conan of my existence.

In short, no matter what, I have to be mentally prepared for Conan to know that I have a relationship with the members of the organization after the Geel chapter...

"Sister Keir... I'm sorry." Looking at her upright back as she left, I couldn't help but add another sentence.

She paused and turned around: "What are you apologizing for?"

For what I knew about her father's death, but couldn't stop...

For my helplessness.

It seems that Teacher Judy has asked me similar questions...

I shook my head hard.

She asked me again: "So, are you apologizing for the past or the future?"

"The past." I replied softly.

"Really." She nodded and turned around gracefully, "That's good. Goodbye, little girl."

Goodbye, my beautiful sister whom I love very much.