Little Ai, You're Being Tsundere Again

Guchuan sneaked back home, only to be caught again by Little Ai, who had been waiting in the living room.

"You're back?"

"Mm-hmm." Guchuan nodded.

Little Ai looked him over. Finding no wounds on him and seeing that he had not changed clothes, she pointed toward the kitchen.

"I saved some food for you."

"Thanks, Ai-chan."

"Ew, disgusting." Little Ai made a look of disgust.

After setting out the food for Guchuan, Little Ai sat across from him and watched him wolf down his meal.

"Slow down. No one's going to steal it from you," Little Ai couldn't help saying.

"It's just so good."

"Smooth talker." Little Ai gently patted Guchuan's hair.

Guchuan unhappily slapped Little Ai's hand away. A man's head was not for anyone but his mother to touch. Little Ai, you crossed the line!

Seeing Guchuan's expression, like that of a little beast, Little Ai smiled mischievously.

"Eat, eat."

Little Ai kept Guchuan company until he finished eating. Guchuan knew she was about to lecture him again.

"I already told you that you had to be home before ten at night. Look what time it is now?" Little Ai pointed at the watch on Guchuan's wrist.

"Nine fifty." Guchuan raised his arm.

The watch on his wrist was broken. It did not run at all.

"Always trying to be clever." Little Ai glared fiercely.

"Also, did you go out with that little brat named Conan again? Didn't I tell you..."

Guchuan swayed his head as he listened to Little Ai's lecture, as though he had drifted beyond the world.

"This is for you."

A bouquet of carnations, seemingly produced from nowhere, appeared before Little Ai.

"You..."

Little Ai froze, momentarily lost in thought.

"Don't think that giving me a present means I won't blame you for being disobedient." Blushing, Little Ai hugged the carnations and sniffed their fragrance with her dainty nose.

"Do you like them?" Guchuan asked.

"They're all right." Little Ai turned her head away.

"Little Ai, you're being tsundere again!" Guchuan exposed Little Ai's stubbornness.

Having it pointed out so bluntly, Little Ai looked like an embarrassed, angry little cat. Her limbs moved involuntarily, and she could not sit still in her chair at all.

"I'm not tsundere!"

"Tsunderes never say they're tsundere." Guchuan smugly patted Little Ai's head.

"Heh. Do you eat shit?"

Guchuan froze. Having just finished eating, being confronted with such a "great" topic made him feel a little sick.

"No."

"People who eat shit never say they eat shit either." Little Ai said this expressionlessly, dealing Guchuan a ton of damage.

"I just finished eating."

"I finished a long time ago."

Guchuan braced both hands against the table. He needed to digest this properly.

"Little Ai, don't bring up such nauseating topics in the future."

"Hehe."

"If you keep hehing, I'll send you to school tomorrow and make you attend endless classes and do endless homework every day." Guchuan threatened viciously.

Little Ai gave Guchuan a disdainful look.

She was not really a child. Would she be afraid of going to school and doing homework?

Guchuan flew into a rage. Using his overwhelming advantage in strength, he hoisted Little Ai up and gave her bottom a hard smack.

"Ahhh! Let go of me! Pervert!"

Little Ai's face turned as red as a ripe apple. Her body did not really hurt, but the psychological shame made her wish she could die immediately.

She had never even received such treatment as a child—being spanked on the butt.

After Guchuan put Little Ai down, she resentfully kicked his leg several times. Even after venting, she was still not satisfied, so she bit down on Guchuan's thigh.

Guchuan did not dare move at all, afraid that she would go through another teething phase.

"Hmph!"

Little Ai glared fiercely at Guchuan.

"You clean up the kitchen yourself!"

Little Ai picked up the carnations from the table and ran back to her bedroom, her face full of anger.

"Ptooey! Ptooey!"

Back in her bedroom, Little Ai spat several times.

After a while, her anger subsided somewhat. She carefully placed the carnations in the vase beside her bed. Looking at the pink carnations, the corners of her lips curled slightly.

Carnations were the flowers of mothers, but they were also suitable for friends and lovers.

Knock, knock!

"What is it?" Little Ai opened her bedroom door expressionlessly.

"You haven't taken a bath today," Guchuan said.

"What does that have to do with you?" Little Ai said impatiently.

"I'll give you a bath. We can use that bathtub I gave you before. That bathtub is really..."

Bang!

Guchuan was met with a slammed door.

"You pervert, get away from my bedroom door right now, or I'm calling the police!"

Guchuan rubbed his nose. It was not as if he had never bathed her before. Why was she getting so worked up?

He kicked off his shoes, took a bath, and went to sleep.

Ding-dong~

Ding-dong~

"Who is it?" Guchuan opened the door.

"Good morning, Guchuan."

"Morning." Guchuan let Conan inside.

"Aren't you going to school today?"

"It's Saturday," Conan said.

"Mm, that's nice." Guchuan was speechless.

Yesterday had been Sunday, and today was Saturday. No wonder Conan had attended elementary school for over twenty years without breaking down; he had more vacation time than school time.

Little Ai did not like Conan. The moment she saw that unlucky kid enter the house, she went straight back to her bedroom.

With no one else in the living room, Conan immediately stated why he had come.

"Guchuan, Kameida from last night was probably an actor my dad hired. Can you contact the police and have him released?" Conan felt somewhat ashamed.

His parents had caused this mess, yet Guchuan had ended up paying the price.

Guchuan: ???

"An actor? Your parents said that?" Guchuan could not make sense of the situation for a moment.

That man was clearly from the organization. How had he become an actor hired by the Kudo couple?

Could it be that when the Kudo couple hired an actor, they had coincidentally hired a real member of the organization?

"No, those two muddleheads had already forgotten about that actor." Conan was somewhat speechless.

They had arrived in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Last night, they had flown away directly. They had not even asked about that poor actor.

"Conan, that man is dead."

"D-dead?" Conan's tongue tangled.

"How did he die?" Conan suppressed the shock in his heart and asked.

"While he was being escorted to the Police Station, criminals intercepted him and shot him. His body is at the Police Station now," Guchuan said.

Conan still found it hard to believe.

That man had revealed where his parents were, so he should have been an actor they hired. Conan had originally thought last night's interrogation had been a little too violent, and he had wanted to apologize today.

But unexpectedly, the man had died outright. If he wanted to apologize now, he could only go down below.

"Conan, was that man really an actor your parents hired? Could he have really been from that organization and been silenced?" Guchuan said.

"Call Mr. Yusaku Kudo and ask."

"Okay, I'll ask."

Conan took out his phone. He had originally thought it was merely one of his parents' pranks, but he had not expected things to become so mysterious.