Contract with the Magician under the Moon

I am Yiyi Zhuli, and I am in the dressing room on a certain floor of "Sea Blue Lina". In front of me are two teenagers, one big and one small, sitting in a cute .jpg posture.And I, with my hips akimbo, looked down at the two men.

"Is there anything else to explain?" I asked blankly, and even the tone of my speech was a good read every word.

I don't know how to describe my mood at the moment, if I have to find something to describe it, it is probably that my heart is not fluctuating.jpg.

The awkward atmosphere seemed extremely stiff, and the two teenagers looked at each other, as if there was nothing to explain.The only one who is relaxed is probably the kitten sitting between them obediently like the two teenagers.

"Meow"

About 10 minutes ago, this was not the case.

I swear, this is definitely the first time in my life that I mustered up the courage to confess to the boy I like, and I also said the words of the confession loudly and clearly.

I thought that there would only be two results to greet me after I confessed, one is to be accepted, and the other is to be rejected by the words "you are a good person".

No matter what the outcome is, I feel that I have enough mental preparation to survive it, because from the beginning, I prepared for the worst.

I'm quite optimistic, because the big deal is being rejected, what's the big deal!I just, simply want to convey this feeling to Kudo Shinichi, that's all.

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But I was wrong, everything changed after the floor-to-ceiling racks of children's clothes fell down.

Things started to go wild with unexpected surprises beyond my expectations.

What I never imagined was that besides Kudo, me, and the little milk cat who couldn't understand human language, there was actually another person in the locker room.In other words, everything I said to Kudo just now was clearly heard by this third person.

This location...

It means that what I heard just now is not wrong, Conan is hiding behind those clothes.He's been there since before Kudo showed up.It's just that I don't know why, and I have been hiding inside and dare not come out.

Could it be... because I was afraid that I would know that I changed my clothes? ? ?

It's just a six or seven-year-old kid... Forget it, it doesn't matter now.The important thing is that my confession scene was messed up.

I stared at Conan, who was lying down with the pile of clothes, and I didn't know what to do with the froze face for a moment, so I just stared at that small figure in a daze.

I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air. After the hanger fell, the whole world seemed to fall into a kind of honeydew stiffness.Probably the two of them were the same as me, not only forgot to make an expression, but even held their breath and forgot to exhale.

The atmosphere seemed to be fixed, until the kitten I stuffed into Kudo's arms just now jumped out of his arms.

"Meow" the little cat's sound broke the silence at the moment, it ran to my feet, squinted its eyes and rubbed against my calf.

I'm very happy to be liked by cats, but now I really don't want to lick cats...

Kudo looked at Conan on the ground in a vague way, spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, this action was like saying "All I can do is get here and you can do it yourself".

Of course, Kudo's action was seen by my reflection on Conan's glasses.

Although the figure on the lens was light and blurred, I could still see this movement clearly.After all, my eyesight is 2.0. Even when I went to see the children of my neighbor’s uncle Echizen playing tennis, I could see the trajectory of the ball clearly.

Bah, bah, bah, the focus is off.

When I suddenly turned back to look at Kudo, he returned to his serious look, as if the shrug to Conan just now didn't exist.

What kind of code are these two people playing? ?

At this time, Conan, who was lying in the pile of clothes, gave me a few dry smiles: "Ahaha, sister Zhuli is such a coincidence..."

Probably because he heard my confession scene, the roots of his ears turned red.

"Yes, what a coincidence." I replied with a dull face.

At this moment, I don't know whether to be angry or cry. This kind of dumbfounding feeling makes me not know what emotion to use to face Kudou who I just confessed to.

"Ahaha..." Conan laughed awkwardly again, and mechanically got up from the pile of clothes.

"Why are you here?" I raised my eyebrows, "No... I should ask why are you on the boat?"

Was the kid invited too?Isn't he a Maori detective acting as guardian?The Maori detective didn't even bring his own daughter with him, so how could he bring a child from someone else's family?

Could it be that this child was invited by Uncle Jiroji Suzuki?Is it because he also took credit for recapturing the diamond necklace when he was in the Cupido Building last time?That's not right... that incident, Jiro Kichi, a weird-tempered uncle, insisted that I was the hero, and even took me to the headlines of the newspaper. It should have nothing to do with this child...

All in all, the atmosphere is getting more and more awkward.

Because of the appearance of this little kid, I had to shift all my concentration on the confession to him.

I don't know why I was so calm after the confession was interrupted, I turned back to look at Kudo, his expression was still very stiff.

I know that this situation happened suddenly, but Kudou's appearance doesn't look like the reaction he should have after being confessed by a girl. On the contrary, it's the little devil who heard my confession...

What the hell is he shy about!

Emmm something is wrong, there is always an inexplicable sense of disobedience, but I don't know where the problem is.

Wait... I seem to have figured something out.

I stared at Kudou who had been silent for a long time again, he didn't speak for so long, is it because he has some guilty conscience!

"Kudo-kun actually knew that Conan was here, right?" I asked tentatively, but I didn't expect this wise and shrewd boy to respond to my words.

His eyeballs turned towards the lower left, a very small expression, and I don't know why I was able to capture this small expression clearly.

Could it be that women become sensitive to everything when provoked?

"No wonder you were so slow on purpose when you rummaged for me just now..."

Neither Kudo nor Conan refuted the self-questioning that I had found the answer to.

Sure enough, the two were in collusion!

wait, no...

What the hell am I!To reach a certain relationship, isn't it Kudo and Kuroba? ?

I frowned, and looked back and forth between Kudo and Conan.

The invisible atmosphere between these two people makes me feel terribly familiar...

Just think about going back, I have never seen how Kudo Shinichi and Conan get along, almost all one-sided, I heard Kudo talking about Conan, or Conan talking about Shinichi brother, but I have never seen it They appear at the same time.

Even the one that appeared at the same time, the Kudo that time was also pretended by Kuroba.At the temple fair, I wasted my girlish heart.

I have seen how Conan and Kuroba got along, and the sense of knowing each other when Kudo and Kuroba reached a consensus, these feelings are very similar to now.

When I turned my gaze back and forth a few times, I finally settled on Kudo's face.

"Kudou-kun?"

"...Ah, um, um... I'm here."

He dared not look directly into my eyes.

So what is he guilty of?Obviously I should have taken the initiative to confess, I would feel too embarrassed to lift my head, right?

I suddenly had a very bad premonition... my eyelids started to twitch wildly.

Conan, who was behind him, moved on tiptoe without knowing what he was doing when I wasn't staring at him, as if he was afraid of attracting my attention.And when I looked at him, by coincidence, I saw him stretch out his hand, about to pick up something from the pile of clothes that had been left on the floor just now.

And looking along the direction of his fingers, there is a card in the pile of clothes, and that card really represents the number plate of identity.

"Oops..." Conan whispered nervously.

I quickly realized that the number plate was tricky, and I instinctively wanted to pick it up before Conan, but when I was about to rush towards the pile of clothes, I stretched out from behind me. The outstretched arm stopped me directly at the waist.

Correct.

Stop at the waist, that is the literal meaning.

Kudou's arm was around my waist, and he had already seen through my next move. He just hooked my waist like this, preventing me from rushing towards that side.

So, Conan successfully picked up the number plate, but I still saw the number on it.

Sometimes too good eyesight may not be a good thing...

The number on that number plate is nothing but the number 11 held by Kudo Shinichi.

Oh wow.

I still froze in my inertial forward movement.

At this moment, the bold doubts I started a long time ago and all the sense of disobedience that I have had since then are all connected in series at this moment.

"Kudou" who was hooking me from behind also let go of his arms, and the playful banter that only belongs to Kuroba slowly sounded from behind me: "Ah, ah, the game is over!"

Conan, who picked up the number plate over there, also seemed to be fixed with the air.

"Meow"

The kitten meowed again.

No matter how cute the cry is, it still plays into the inferences that are becoming clearer in my mind at this moment.

An equation that shocked me so much that I wanted to take Mr. Shingo's glasses and break it was born in my mind.

Conan Edogawa equals Shinichi Kudo.

I have doubted this before, but I have denied it countless times.

This message is a hundred times more embarrassing than my confession being interrupted by a "primary school student"... No, it is more than ten thousand times more embarrassing! !

How do you say that word?

The extremes must be reversed.

Extremely angry and anti-quiet?

I looked at Conan, and then at a certain Kuroba dramatist who was still pretending to be Kudo.

"Come on, what's the problem, I can clarify it once and for all today." My voice was too calm, and the expression of shock that was overwhelmed a moment ago gradually disappeared from my face.

If I have to say it, there is only a blank expression on my face at the moment.

I took a step back and pointed to an open space in front of me: "Sit."

I don't have girlish tenderness now, only ruthless.

Those things that were kept from me before are not explained clearly now, so I probably won't let these two people go.

"Is there anything else to explain?" I asked, "Or me?"

I, Yiyi Zhuli, would never have thought that what I thought was a destined opportunity to confess would turn into a horse-snapping meeting.

Also, my eyelids don't seem to... stop twitching.

The author has something to say: Zhuzhu who gave up the treatment turned on the queen attribute, and it was indeed Lin Linhua's own.

Zhuli Duel: You are gloating!Come and sit down for me!

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