Guchuan: My Little Sister Won't Let Me Play with You

"Little Ai, you don't need to worry. Mr. Guchuan emailed me earlier. They'll be back soon." Ran poured a cup of hot water and placed it on the table in front of Little Ai.

"Thank you."

Little Ai picked up the cup and blew on it.

She touched the cup with her lips, then suddenly heard movement outside.

Outside the door, Guchuan parked the electric scooter while Conan braced himself against the wall, his legs weak.

That had been way too thrilling. He really couldn't understand why Guchuan could make even riding an electric scooter so exciting and intense!

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Conan took a moment to recover before answering.

"If you're fine, go home."

"Guchuan, you took that organization's drug. You have to go to the hospital and get checked out," Conan nagged.

"I know." Guchuan sounded somewhat impatient.

He'd been saying it all the way here. Did all these little brats have the instincts of old mothers?

"Creak—"

Little Ai opened the door and looked at Guchuan and Conan.

"Why did you take so long to come pick me up?" Little Ai asked unhappily.

"Sorry. I got a little carried away having fun." Guchuan touched the wound on his face.

It really had been crazy. Gin had even used the Anesthetic Gun.

"Heh." An inexplicable surge of anger rose in Little Ai.

A criminal group like the organization should be handled by the Japanese Police or the FBI. What did it have to do with a lunatic like you? If you bastard died, what would happen to your family?

Wouldn't it be enough for us to just live our lives peacefully? Why did you have to get involved with that troublesome detective?

And there was the main culprit!

Little Ai looked at Conan with even more undisguised dislike.

Conan had no other thoughts about Little Ai's gaze. He simply thought she was afraid her brother would be taken away.

Hmph. Just a possessive little kid.

"Little Ai."

Ran followed Little Ai to the door and saw Guchuan and Conan had returned.

"Mr. Guchuan, Conan, you're back."

"Mm, Miss Mouri. Since Conan has been brought back, we'll take our leave now. Thank you for taking care of Little Ai."

"You're welcome." Ran bowed in reply.

As Guchuan led Little Ai away, she remained silent. She kept her emotions under control and did not speak to him until they returned home.

"Did you 'borrow' that electric scooter from someone?" Little Ai put heavy emphasis on the word "borrow."

"No, Conan borrowed it." Guchuan hurriedly distanced himself from the matter.

Little Ai frowned. No wonder the two of you got along so well.

"Did you take that little brat out to fight?"

"No. I'm a model youth." Guchuan refused to admit it, though the wound on his face was far from convincing.

"Heh."

Little Ai sneered, pressed Guchuan onto the sofa, then brought a spare first-aid kit from the room and set it on the table.

"Sit properly." Little Ai's tone was cold.

Guchuan sat obediently, being exceptionally well-behaved.

Little Ai knelt beside Guchuan and carefully applied medicine to his face. She used tweezers to hold cotton and gently dabbed the wounds, occasionally mocking him with sharp words.

"You bastard, sooner or later you'll get beaten to death outside."

"No, I won't. What would you do if I died? Even for Miss Haibara's sake, I'll do my best not to die." Guchuan blinked.

Little Ai's face reddened slightly.

Saying sweet nothings to a girl who looked like she was only in first grade—this bastard really was a pervert.

"Ow, ow, ow! Be gentler."

Lost in her thoughts, Little Ai unconsciously used more force with her hand.

"Who told you to say such shameless things? It serves you right if it hurts."

"This is obviously a warm, affectionate thing for an older brother to say to his little sister. How is it shameless?" Guchuan protested indignantly.

Heaven and earth bear witness: he, Guchuan, had always been a gentleman.

As for someone who could interpret such warm words as... all Guchuan could say was that the filthy saw filth everywhere.

The heat rushed to Little Ai's face, and she felt a little ashamed.

That sentence really might not necessarily have been meant for... It would have been suitable even for family or friends.

Was I being too sensitive?

"All done." Little Ai jumped down from the sofa and put everything back into the first-aid kit.

After returning the first-aid kit, Little Ai began lecturing Guchuan again.

"Don't play with that kid so much. He doesn't look like a good person. I'm afraid he'll lead you astray."

Guchuan: ???

"Little Ai, is it possible that I'm your older brother?" Guchuan looked at Little Ai in utter confusion.

What kind of upside-down nonsense was this!

A little sister was lecturing her older brother. And she was even forbidding him from playing with others—was that something someone her age should be saying?

"Whose older brother are you? We don't even have a blood relationship, okay?" Little Ai said unhappily.

After saying it, she felt her words had been too harsh. She glanced at Guchuan and only relaxed when she saw that his expression was unchanged.

Guchuan unexpectedly had a good temper.

Little Ai suddenly thought of her older sister. Her sister had also been a kind and gentle person.

Pushing those bad memories aside for now, Little Ai continued educating Guchuan with a serious expression.

Although Guchuan liked breaking the law and committing crimes, after spending this time with him, she knew his personality was actually quite good. The reason he was like this now was entirely because something had gone wrong with his family upbringing.

It was all because he had had a terrible childhood, which had shaped his terrible way of doing things.

Now, she was going to save Guchuan!

"That kid steals things and gropes girls' butts. He's already beyond saving. If you play with him, he'll lead you astray. Besides, your ages are so far apart that sooner or later you won't be able to play together anymore. You..."

Amid Little Ai's endless nagging, Guchuan's head began to ache.

He recalled how, in his previous life, his middle school teacher had said something similar.

So, before he and one of his friends had a secret romance, they first had a secret friendship.

"Did you hear me?"

"I understand, Teacher Little Ai." Guchuan pushed Little Ai by the shoulders, trying to usher her into the bedroom.

"Don't be so resistant to what I'm saying. Look, you went out together just once, and you came back with all these extra wounds." Little Ai kept a stern face as she continued lecturing him.

Guchuan had already stuffed Little Ai into the bedroom and firmly shut the door.

Inside the bedroom, Little Ai slapped the door in anger.

He couldn't take even a little advice. It looked like saving Guchuan would require even more effort.

Unable to get out, Little Ai sat on the bed, her heart weighed down by worry. Even after escaping the organization, she had still ended up connected to it through a series of coincidences.

It was all that troublesome detective's fault! She had no idea how much longer this peaceful life could last.

After chasing away that nagging little loli, Guchuan hummed a tune and turned on the television to watch a girl group performance show.

Conan: Guchuan, about that mysterious organization, I...

Guchuan: Get lost.

Conan: ??? Was your email hacked?

Guchuan: Don't contact me anymore. My little sister won't let me play with you.

Conan: ???

Guchuan tossed his phone aside and continued watching the pretty girls dance.