Little Ai Is Super Serious

"Hello, this is Guchuan Yuan."

"Control your son."

Guchuan Yuan was somewhat surprised and signaled to the man beside him with his eyes. The secretary placed the documents on the desk, left the room, and closed the door behind him.

"What do you mean?" Guchuan Yuan asked.

"Because of that idiot son of yours, the organization lost an outer member."

"Just an outer member." Guchuan Yuan leaned back in his chair, idly twirling an exquisite fountain pen in his other hand.

"Your organization's outer members are just disposable tools, aren't they? Would losing a few really make you, Gin, feel bad?"

"He also cost the organization a safehouse."

Gin's cold voice traveled through the phone to Guchuan Yuan's ear. Guchuan Yuan froze for a moment; he had not expected Guchuan Ning to be so good at courting disaster.

"It's normal for children to be a little mischievous." Guchuan Yuan's expression remained unchanged.

"But don't worry. I'll find something for him to do so he won't cause trouble for the organization again."

"I hope so."

"Beep, beep, beep~"

"Whose call is that?" Yusaku Kudo wrote furiously.

"Our son's," Yukiko Kudo said.

"Hang up. I don't want to hear his voice right now." Yusaku Kudo sounded irritable.

That inconsiderate son had actually leaked the news of his return to Japan to those book fans. Those fans had even started demanding updates while he was on the plane. It was outrageous.

"Alright."

"Beep, beep, beep~"

"Uh, it didn't go through."

At the Guchuan residence, Conan anxiously watched Guchuan.

"Try calling again."

"Alright."

Conan nearly wore out the phone, yet he still could not get through.

"Seriously, we can't get through at such an important time. They're completely unreliable!" Conan wanted to curse.

Am I really their son? They seem even less reliable than Guchuan.

"Let's go take a look at the Police Station," Conan suggested.

"No." Guchuan shook his head.

"The police have already moved that man's body. The fact that the criminals silenced him is enough to prove he was a member of the organization."

"If he was a member of the organization, doesn't that mean we've been exposed?" Conan grew agitated.

"We haven't been exposed. That organization never contacted Kameida; they went straight to silence him." Guchuan rubbed Conan's head, telling him not to worry.

"But we were the ones who kidn— captured Kameida. That organization might follow the clues back to us," Conan said.

"We have a detective to clean up crime scenes. What is there to worry about?" Guchuan said confidently.

"But..."

"No buts. Rest easy. I'm done talking to you; I need to go to work." Guchuan said.

"Work?" Conan looked up in confusion.

They had known each other for so long. Since when did Guchuan have a job?

What kind of company would be willing to hire an employee like Guchuan?

"What kind of expression is that? As an outstanding Harvard University graduate, I received invitations from plenty of major companies as soon as I returned to Japan."

Guchuan straightened his suit and nodded.

Mm, very handsome.

"Little Ai, come on. You're coming to work with me."

After kicking the eyesore Conan away, Guchuan took Little Ai's hand and prepared to leave.

"Why do I have to go with you when you're going to work?" Little Ai dragged behind him unwillingly, not wanting to leave the house.

"I wouldn't feel at ease leaving you home alone." Guchuan looked like an old father.

"Heh, you didn't think about me when you went off fooling around with Conan before." Little Ai looked at Guchuan expressionlessly.

You never thought of me when you went out with Conan. You only want me to come along now because you have no one to accompany you to work.

Guchuan kept a straight face. "Because I worried about you every time I went out before, I have to take you with me this time no matter what."

"Hehe, who are you trying to fool?"

Little Ai shot Guchuan a glance. Only an idiot would believe that nonsense.

"Could it be that you're jealous?" Guchuan looked at Little Ai meaningfully.

"What!?"

Little Ai's fists clenched. He had that look again, like he thought he had found the answer. It was truly infuriating.

What was she jealous of? Who was she jealous of?

"Little Ai, even though I went out with Conan a few times, my heart has always belonged to you."

"Gross!" Little Ai looked at Guchuan in disgust.

"You're embarrassed because I hit the mark, aren't you?" Guchuan said smugly.

Little Ai took a deep breath and told herself not to get angry with this guy. Otherwise, he would definitely say she was "getting angry out of embarrassment," further deepening his mistaken belief that she was jealous.

Don't get angry. Stay calm.

"Now that I hit the mark, you don't dare face me anymore. You're not even saying anything..."

"Ah! I'll beat you to death!"

Little Ai completely abandoned her usual persona and began hitting Guchuan. You stinking jerk, I'll beat you to death.

At that moment, calm and rational female scientist be damned. She only wanted to be an elementary schooler and beat Guchuan to death!

"Alright, alright."

Amid their bickering, Guchuan took Little Ai out of the house.

Little Ai glared at Guchuan resentfully and pulled out a magazine.

"It's not impossible for me to go to work with you, but you have to agree to one condition. I want a bag like this one." Little Ai pointed at a bag in the magazine as she spoke to Guchuan.

No woman disliked bags, not even Shiho Miyano.

Guchuan looked at the bag, which looked almost identical to something from a street stall, and could not understand why it was so expensive.

"Little Ai, at your age, the only thing that would give you a bag is a mosquito." Guchuan tried to pat Little Ai's head, but she turned away to avoid him.

"You're so annoying!"

"How about I give you a hug instead?"

"Not interested." Little Ai rolled her eyes at Guchuan.

"What are you doing? Ow~"

Guchuan did not like listening to other people's opinions. He simply picked Little Ai up. Little Ai angrily pounded his shoulder, her face flushed with embarrassment and indignation.

"Can you respect my opinion for once?"

"I've always respected other people's opinions." Guchuan grinned happily.

"But you're too tsundere, Little Ai. You clearly want it, yet you say no. So of course I have to do the opposite of what you say."

Little Ai was furious.

"I'm not tsundere."

"Mm-hm." Guchuan's perfunctory response lacked all sincerity.

"I'm talking to you seriously!" Little Ai tugged on Guchuan's ear.

"I know. My Little Ai is super serious right now."

I'm not a child!

Little Ai wanted to get angry, but she did not seem as furious as she had imagined she would be.

"Put on your helmet and come with me." Guchuan placed the helmet on Little Ai's head and carefully fastened it for her. Looking at the adorable Little Ai, he reached out and knocked twice on her helmet.

Naturally, that earned him another round of eye-rolls from Little Ai. Satisfied, he started the motorcycle.

"By the way, why did you suddenly decide to get a job?"

"Someone insisted that I go. If I don't, he'll cut off my allowance." Guchuan frowned.

It feels like someone ratted me out.