[Conan] My years at the winery

40,

Scotland is coming.

And I wasn't scolded.

I was kneaded and squeezed by Scotland like a rag doll, and he inspected my whole body.He didn't scold me, his blue pupils were full of panic.

This made me feel worse than being scolded.

He is afraid.

He was afraid that something would happen to me.

This made me feel sour and shameful joy.

Not the same.

It's not the same as when I just woke up.

No longer inseparable, alone.

Someone is worried about me.

Someone cares about me.

"Scotland." I looked at him, eyes focused. "sorry."

what should I do?

what can I do?

I seem to like him more.

How can I like him so much?

How could he please me so much?

"Zhen, you don't need to apologize." Scotland and I looked at each other. "Listen, you are right, you are capable, and you don't need to report to me when you do things."

"I should believe in you, and believe that with your ability, nothing will happen."

"But I can't."

"It was my fault."

I know you are a Martini. In their eyes, you are a Martini who is capable enough to deserve a code name, but in my eyes, you have always been Zhen, an 11-year-old Zhen who is still in elementary school.

I won't let you do the mission, I know you have outstanding ability, but I still turn a blind eye to it because of your age.

This is protection, but isn't it a form of discrimination based on age?

Looking at the child in front of him, Scotland felt that all the hesitation in his heart was shattered in the other's pair of dark peach blossom eyes.

Even though I may not be as good as you.

Maybe you don't need my protection.

But as long as you are good, that's enough.

I hope you are well.

The panic in Scotland's eyes slowly turned into firmness.

I saw my figure imprinted in the blue pupils.

I am done.

I don't think I'll be able to put Scotland down anymore.

Bourbon on the side: …………………

He had an inexplicable feeling of being shown a face.

This is his house, right?

But why does he feel that there is no room for him in this family?

41,

On our first night at Bourbon's house, Bourbon and I had a serious problem.

That is, there is only one bed in Bourbon's house.

Still a single bed.

Bourbon and I looked at each other for a long time.

I pre-emptively said: "I'm still an 11-year-old kid."

At this time, I don't shy away from my age.

"So you can sleep on the floor."

Bourbon was unimpressed.

If it were an ordinary child, Bourbon would have given up the bed and slept on the sofa by himself, but if it was a martini......

He wanted to see a martini begging him.

Thinking about that picture makes people look forward to it.

I looked at Bourbon pitifully.

Bourbon looked at me with a smile on his face.

I:……………………

Scotland, I miss you.

If it was Scotland, he would never let me sleep on the floor.

But Bourbon really isn't Scotland.

Then I took my clothes and went to the living room to settle down.

The back is bleak and lonely.

Bourbon: …………………

It's a little different from what he thought.

Won't he beg me?

-- Divider --

I was already nestled in the lobby.

But Bourbon carried me to the bed.

I looked at Bourbon suspiciously.

"It's impossible for me to really let you sleep on the floor, Scotland knows it will accuse me." Bourbon felt my puzzled eyes and explained.

"Then why did you say you wanted me to sleep on the floor?" Since he would let me sleep on the bed no matter what, why did he want me to sleep on the floor as soon as he opened his mouth?

That's because I want you to beg me.

Of course, this idea cannot be said.Bourbon thought so, and said with a casual smile: "It's just a little joke, don't think so much."

I:……………………

It sounds nice, but why am I so unbelievable?

42,

Time: early morning.

Location: Bourbon's bedroom.

Incident: I was kicked out of bed by Bourbon.

I:……………………

It's the bed, it's too small, otherwise how could I be kicked down by him?

After some psychological advice, I went to bed again.

Three 10 minutes later.

I was kicked down again.

Now there are two options, one is to wake up Bourbon to let him restrain himself, and the other is to pretend nothing happened.

I chose two.

And then the third time Bourbon kicked extra hard.

I lifted up my pajamas and saw that big bruise on my waist and abdomen was particularly conspicuous.

I:……………………

This time I chose one.

sleep you paralyzed up hi ah! ! !

I greeted Bourbon's head with a pillow on my back, and my whole body took on a murderous posture.

It's just that the tools (pillows) are wrong, otherwise, with my strength, the bourbon will not die or be disabled.

"Are you sick!!!" Bourbon woke up, and he said angrily, "What do you want to do if you don't sleep well?"

He threw me out of bed.

I:……………………

Air blast.

Is that why I don't want to sleep well! ! ?That's why you don't want me to sleep well, okay?

"Are you the one who is sick? Let me sleep on the bed and then kick me out of bed, forget it, but kick harder each time?" I was angry and wronged, and while comparing the volume with him, I lifted up my pajamas and put him in bed. The evidence of the kick was revealed in front of him, and the large bruises were in stark contrast to the surrounding white skin. "It hurts, okay? If you don't sleep well, don't let me sleep with you at the beginning, and don't kick me if you want to sleep together, okay?"

Then I saw that Bourbon stopped talking.

After making a judgment, Bourbon saw that the bruise on Martini's waist and abdomen was caused by external force, and he was...well, a little weak.

"I did not do it on purpose."

If I didn't know that you didn't mean it, or do you think I would just hit your pillow a few times just to vent my anger?

Believe it or not, I can post all kinds of spoof videos every minute to make you famous all over the world?

"sorry."

Bourbon apologized honestly.

I:……………………

I couldn't get enough of his apology, and I couldn't take advantage of it to vent on Bo itself.

uncomfortable.