Conan: Don't Tell Anyone Else

After explaining everything to Professor Agasa, he stood up while holding his waist, then looked at Guchuan apologetically.

"I'm really sorry, Guchuan. We barged into your Collection Hall without your permission." Professor Agasa scratched his head, looking ashamed.

"It's fine. Conan can just compensate me with a lock." Guchuan didn't make an issue of it.

The three of them left the Collection Hall, and Guchuan used another lock from inside to lock the door.

"See you?"

Guchuan waved goodbye to the two of them.

"See you." Professor Agasa waved back at Guchuan.

"Wait, Guchuan!" Conan called out to him.

"What is it?"

"You absolutely can't tell anyone that I became smaller," Conan said.

"Got it. I definitely won't tell anyone, especially your Ran." Guchuan smiled and turned to leave.

That guy!

Conan's face reddened.

"Guchuan really is such a kind person. Even though we broke into his Collection Hall without permission, he didn't hold it against us. He was even willing to help you," Professor Agasa said.

"That's true." Conan nodded.

Although he had first met Guchuan at the Metropolitan Police Department and had thought he was some reckless rich second-generation heir, unexpectedly, he was actually a good person.

"Professor, I think I left my watch and bow tie in there."

"Just ask Guchuan for them tomorrow. By the way, Conan, do you remember where I parked the car?"

After parking the Beetle in the yard, Guchuan quietly opened the door to the house.

"So you still remembered to come home." Little Ai glared at Guchuan with an unfriendly expression.

Guchuan gave an awkward laugh and reached out to turn on the room's light.

"If you weren't asleep, why didn't you turn on the lights?"

"If you're still alive, why didn't you answer your phone?" Little Ai sat cross-legged on the sofa with her arms folded.

"I was working just now. It wasn't convenient to answer."

"Working? Looked more like committing a crime to me." Little Ai sneered.

Guchuan said nothing, which only made Little Ai angrier.

This bastard really had been committing a crime!

Seeing Guchuan standing there obediently as if being punished, Little Ai felt her anger flare.

"Did you end up at the Police Station this time?"

"No. The police definitely won't find out this time," Guchuan said confidently.

Seeing how proud he looked, Little Ai grabbed a pillow beside her and threw it at him.

Guchuan didn't dodge. He simply caught the pillow.

"Next time, I'll personally send you to prison!"

Little Ai kept telling herself not to get angry, not to get angry. There was absolutely no need to get angry at this jerk.

"Did you save me any food?" Guchuan shamelessly asked.

"No! You can starve to death for all I care." Little Ai said angrily.

Guchuan placed the pillow on the sofa, sat beside Little Ai, and attentively began massaging her shoulders. Little Ai dodged him in irritation at first, but eventually relaxed and enjoyed his massage.

"Don't touch my legs!" Like an angry little tiger, Little Ai glared furiously at Guchuan.

"I just thought you'd been sitting cross-legged for so long that your legs might go numb, so I wanted to get your blood flowing." Guchuan withdrew his hand.

He continued massaging Little Ai's shoulders, but now she was much more guarded around him.

"To apologize, I specially prepared a gift for you."

"What gift?" Little Ai looked at Guchuan suspiciously.

She didn't have much expectation for this gift. Given how bizarre Guchuan could be, she wouldn't even be surprised if he gave her a razor.

Guchuan ran back to his bedroom to carry out the gift, while Little Ai lay on the sofa and secretly watched him curiously.

"Ta-da!"

Guchuan carried a one-and-a-half-meter-long rectangular object over to Little Ai.

"What is that?" Little Ai asked curiously.

"Giant Baby Bathtub!"

That explosive name made Little Ai's brain crash on the spot.

A bathtub? A Giant Baby Bathtub, at that?

"Is this a gift for me?" Little Ai's smile was somewhat forced.

"Yeah. This bathtub has autonomous heating and temperature-control functions. Bathing in it can enhance beauty, nourish the skin, and most importantly, promote development."

Guchuan gave her a detailed introduction to the bathtub's functions. He had bought it from the system for twenty Collection Points, so it was absolutely genuine.

The corner of Little Ai's mouth twitched.

"This thing wasn't cheap, was it?"

Guchuan nodded. One-fifth of an Ai.

You spendthrift!

Little Ai was so angry her chest puffed up. How could a bathtub possibly enhance beauty, nourish the skin, or promote development?!

And the two enormous words "Giant Baby" printed on the bathtub were just unbearably ugly.

"Guchuan, how about I manage the household money from now on?" Little Ai asked tentatively.

"No way!" Guchuan refused without hesitation, eyeing Little Ai warily.

What evil intentions. I picked you up back then, not so you could take control of my financial power.

"You're only a six- or seven-year-old child. You can't control yourself. If I give you money, you'll just spend it recklessly. If you want some, I'll give you a little allowance every month." Guchuan patted Little Ai's head.

Could I possibly spend money more recklessly than you?

This crappy bathtub looked like some shoddily made product.

But in order not to hurt Guchuan's feelings, Little Ai did not say anything quite so vicious. This kid would learn his lesson after getting burned enough times.

Little Ai looked at Guchuan's guarded expression and sighed helplessly.

"There's leftover food in the kitchen. Go heat it up."

"Okay."

"And! You have to be home before ten at night from now on. You're not allowed to ignore my calls." Little Ai shouted at Guchuan.

"Got it, Mama Little Ai."

Little Ai's little face reddened. Who was your mother?!

He said all sorts of nonsense all day long. He really was mentally ill.

Watching Guchuan walk into the kitchen, Little Ai stretched her numb legs, then limped toward the bedroom.

It was all that bastard Guchuan's fault, making me wait on the couch for so long.

"Hehe~"

Guchuan came out of the kitchen and smiled at Little Ai, who was pretending to be calm.

"Why aren't you eating?" Little Ai stood still and looked at Guchuan.

"You should go back to the bedroom and sleep first. You don't need to wait for me," Guchuan said.

"I'm not that sleepy."

The moment Little Ai finished speaking, she uncontrollably yawned.

"Haha~"

"Don't laugh!" Embarrassed and angry, Little Ai tried to hit Guchuan, but her numb legs made her collapse onto him instead.

"I'd better carry you back."

"Bastard! Put me down!"

"Don't be shy. It's not like I've never carried you before," Guchuan said.

"You're carrying me the wrong way!" Little Ai was exceptionally furious with her head hanging downward.

This guy was definitely doing it on purpose!

"Sorry."

After Little Ai threw him out of the bedroom, Guchuan went to the kitchen to prepare his meal, cursing The Winery nonstop in his heart.

Damn The Winery, damn unethical management. It was bad enough that they made him work overtime in the middle of the night—they didn't even provide food.

While inwardly condemning this employee-exploiting organization, Guchuan received an email on his phone.

Gin: Return Vodka's gun.

Guchuan: What gun? Didn't you take back everything I accidentally picked up when I left?

Gin: The cost of the gun will be deducted from your salary.

Damn it! Guchuan slapped the table angrily.

That damn manager only knows how to dock wages. I'm taking you to court!