Little Ai: He Really Isn't a Good Person

"Looks like you really like the clothes I bought you, since you've put them all away," Guchuan said with a smile.

"I don't like them at all, cut it out!"

"Mm, I get it. You're just being a tsundere. You clearly love them, but you just won't admit it." Guchuan showed off in front of Shiho Miyano, acting like he knew everything.

"You jerk!"

Shiho Miyano couldn't stand it anymore and angrily kicked Guchuan in the leg.

She wouldn't normally do something so childish; this scoundrel must have influenced her.

It's all his fault.

"I want to go home," Shiho Miyano said, turning her face away.

"Go home? Isn't this your home?" Guchuan Ning sat on the sofa, pulled a document from his pocket, and tossed it to her.

"This is the ID I got for you. From now on, you're my little sister."

Shiho Miyano opened the document suspiciously.

[Name: Loli Guchuan]
[Gender: Female]
[Age: 7]
[Family Relation: Guchuan Ning (Older Brother)]

Shiho Miyano was a bit confused.

"What is this?"

"It's your ID. From now on, you're part of my Guchuan family," Guchuan Ning said leisurely, sipping hot water.

"My name is Ai Haibara!"

"Ai Haibara? That name doesn't sound good," Guchuan Ning said, shaking his head.

"It's still better than your 'Loli Guchuan'," Little Ai grumbled, displeased.

Loli Guchuan? Is that even a name a normal person would pick?

Well, then again, this man isn't normal to begin with.

"Names aren't something you choose yourself. Even if you don't like it, you just have to accept it," Guchuan Ning said, patting Little Ai's head.

"Ai Haibara isn't a name I chose myself either," Little Ai argued, blushing.

"What kind of parents would give their daughter such a melancholic name?" Guchuan looked at Little Ai with a half-smile.

Little Ai uncomfortably shook her head, pushing Guchuan Ning's hand away, and took a step back.

How did he know that's the name I chose for myself?

Could he be...?

Little Ai's body trembled slightly. She felt as if she could smell the scent of an Organization member on Guchuan Ning, and that scent was growing stronger.

"I understand everything," Guchuan said with a strange smile, standing up.

"What do you understand?" Little Ai's expression stiffened.

"Not revealing your real name in front of strangers is a wise choice. You're a very cautious child."

"Heh heh," Little Ai chuckled expressionlessly.

He really did understand.

"I really like children like you."

Guchuan's words made Little Ai's body tense.

She had a feeling that this man's "liking" wasn't the kind of liking one would have for a child.

"I'm not interested in what your original name was. Anyway, from now on, you'll be called Loli Guchuan. This name has already been registered in Japan's household registration system," Guchuan said, looking at Little Ai.

I've solved your identity problem; you don't need to thank me too much.

"Registered in Japan's household registration system?" Little Ai's expression control failed her again.

He only picked me up last night, and today he's already registered 'Loli Guchuan' in the household system?

"You're kidding, right?"

"How could I be? I personally called and got an expedited channel for you," Guchuan said, looking for praise.

"Heh heh."

He picked up the shrunken me last night, and today he's made me a legal member of the Guchuan family. Such swift action... it feels like it was premeditated.

Little Ai looked at Guchuan Ning with a complicated expression. What exactly was his goal?

Does he really not know my true identity?

"What's your goal?" Little Ai asked.

"I want a little sister," Guchuan Ning said with a look of sincerity.

"So, you just snatched a little girl off the street to be your sister?"

"What do you mean, snatched? I picked you up," Guchuan Ning retorted, clearly annoyed.

How could he, a law-abiding young man who just received an award from the Metropolitan Police Department, possibly snatch a loli from the street?

"How is that any different from snatching?"

"It's very different! Please don't slander a law-abiding young man who just received a commendation from the Metropolitan Police Department." Guchuan Ning pointed to the award certificate already hanging on the wall, a proud expression on his face.

That award certificate was the greatest recognition for him, Guchuan Ning.

"Too lazy to listen to your sophistry." Ai Haibara pursed her lips.

"From now on, we're family," Guchuan Ning said, pinching Ai Haibara's cheek.

Little Ai dodged Guchuan Ning's hand, her rosy cheeks puffed out as she glared at him huffily.

We've only known each other for less than two days, so why are you acting like we're so close, getting all touchy-feely?

She ran back to her room, closing the door and separating them.

Guchuan Ning knocked on the door from outside, then mumbled, "Anyway, I've already kidnapped you, so escaping is impossible."

Little Ai lay on the bed, hearing Guchuan Ning's loud mumble.

'It doesn't matter. The worst outcome is still much better than staying in the Organization. But, the Organization…'

"Let's all three of us go to the Art Museum."

Ran, brimming with youthful vigor, looked at Kogoro Mouri and Conan with anticipation.

But what she received in response was laughter from the two of them.

"Hahaha, what medieval knight? This must be a story made up by the Art Museum to attract customers. How silly, Ran," Kogoro Mouri scoffed, holding a newspaper.

"Exactly, Ran-neechan, that rumor is specifically for tricking kids, you know." Conan continued to rub it in, completely oblivious to Ran's darkening face.

"You two, just wait a second!"

Ran slammed her fist on the table. The shattered table made Conan and Kogoro Mouri stiffen their necks simultaneously.

"Hehe, I just so happened to want to go to the Art Museum too."

"Me too, me too!"

As Ran and her companions headed to the Art Museum, Guchuan Ning also left home with Little Ai.

"Where are you taking me?"

Little Ai sat on the back of the motorcycle, wearing a helmet, her short brown hair fluttering in the wind.

"I bought an Art Museum, and I plan to convert it into my private collection hall. I'm taking you to see it," Guchuan Ning said.

All his collections from America had already been air-freighted back to Japan. Due to the large number of collections, he needed a venue to display them.

"Then why do I have to come along?"

"Of course, I'm afraid you'll secretly run away if you're home alone," Guchuan Ning said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Hmph~"

Little Ai sat on the back seat, constantly complaining internally: 'Kidnapper,' 'Loli-con,' 'psychopath,' 'tsundere.'

Suddenly, Little Ai froze, staring at a scratch on the motorcycle.

This scratch was identical to the one on her Harley Motorcycle!

"Guchuan Ning, did you buy this motorcycle yourself?" Little Ai asked loudly.

"What? The wind's too strong, I can't hear what you're saying?"

"I said, did you buy this motorcycle yourself?!" Little Ai shouted at the top of her lungs.

"This motorcycle, you ask?"

Guchuan Ning blinked.

"Of course, I acquired it through my own hard work."