"Guchuan!"
Early in the morning, Conan came knocking.
"Morning, Conan."
"Morning, Guchuan! Want to go play together?" Conan glanced at Little Ai, who was clearing the table, and hurriedly put on the act of a child.
The corners of Little Ai's mouth curled up involuntarily. Carrying the dishes and chopsticks, she ran into the kitchen to stifle a laugh.
"Don't talk like that. It's disgusting." Guchuan gave Conan a look of distaste.
He had only just finished eating and had no desire to throw it all back up.
"Your sister's here," Conan whispered after seeing Little Ai leave.
"Little Ai knows you're a high schooler too," Guchuan said casually.
"What?!"
Conan felt the world spin, his body no longer under his control.
"When did she find out?" Conan grabbed Guchuan by the sleeve.
"After I did," Guchuan said with a smile.
Conan's final shred of hope vanished. So Haibara had known he was a high school student ever since he enrolled.
Every time he acted like an elementary school kid, Haibara had been watching.
No wonder she had always looked at him and laughed. He had thought she was just naturally cheerful.
"Didn't I tell you not to tell anyone?" Conan grabbed Guchuan by the collar, ready to drag him along to another world.
"Little Ai isn't just anyone," Guchuan said as if it were obvious.
Conan clawed at his head.
"How could you tell something like that to an elementary schooler?"
"I was afraid that if I died because of this, Little Ai wouldn't know who my enemies were."
Conan fell silent, feeling his conscience take tens of thousands of critical hits.
I'm such a bastard. I couldn't even protect my own identity. Guchuan only told his sister, so what right did I have to criticize him?!
Slap!
"Conan,