[Conan/Through Her] Fairy's Indus

I wiped away my tears, tried to regain my frightened sanity, opened my mouth, and was about to agree, when Belmod's index finger suddenly pressed in front of my lips, making a silencing gesture.

"Forget it." She said lightly, and the smile on her face that I couldn't tell whether it was genuine or fake faded away, "I won't touch that child."

She leaned back, sat in a computer chair, crossed her legs and took out a box of women's cigarettes from her arms: "Do you mind if I smoke one?"

I sat on the edge of the bed and froze for a while, then leaned forward and said, "Sister, give me one too, I don't mind."

Probably because I cried just now, I still have a nasal voice when I speak. Although I didn't mean to act coquettishly to her, the words sounded like I was acting coquettishly.

"You?" She raised her eyebrows, "Do you know how to smoke?"

I shook my head and lowered my voice to make my nasal voice less strong, "But this is what my sister wants to do, so I want to try it too."

But even so, I can still hear the nasal sound, so this sentence sounds more like coquettishness.

Her eyes darkened, she stared at me thoughtfully for a while, and then she stuffed the cigarette case into her arms. "Forget it." She said this again and stood up. "If your health is okay, I will send you away."

"Sister...Belmod." I looked up at her and asked seriously, "Do you like me that much?"

Why did she want me to be hers, why did she give up the plan at the last moment, why did she not get angry at all even if I tried to cross the line in a random and rude manner... The reason why she did these things was because she liked me very much. ?

In the past, because of my guilty conscience, I often dealt with her feelings with an evasive attitude. While I expressed my love to her, I seldom thought about how she viewed me and whether she liked me as much as I liked her.Although I knew subconsciously that she should value me very much, I never confirmed it explicitly.

But now it's different. Now I want to instigate her from the organization. I have plans for her, and the only bargaining chip I have is her favorability towards me.

But am I that important to her? I actually don’t have much confidence in the answer to this question.

After I asked the question, the air suddenly became quiet.

Belmode still maintained his expressionless and condescending look on me, but I suddenly felt my scalp numb and all the muscles in my body tightened inexplicably.

For the first time, I felt the oppression from "Belmod".

"Did you make something wrong?" she said slowly, "Did I spoil you too much, so that you have this illusion?"

She looked down, using her eyes to guide me to look at the hem of her clothes - only then did I realize that my hand had been pulling on the hem of her clothes and had never let go, pinching out her flat light brown short suit. A few pleats.

I let go of my hand as if I had been burned, and apologized profusely with a red face, trying to smooth out those unsightly wrinkles. I heard her chuckle softly from above: "Look, between you and me, the person holding each other's back is... The person who trusts the other person, the person who loves the other person - the one who gives these inexplicable feelings has always been you, isn't it?"

My hands paused.

"So that sentence should be what I want to ask you." She stretched out her hand to lift my chin, forcing me to look at her, "You showed me your weaknesses without any scruples, and you made no secret of your love for me. Love, why would you give me such fatal trust for no reason? Do you like me so much?"

"I..." I was speechless, and all the confusing thoughts about her during this period were flooding into my mind at this moment.

How did I know her?Why do I like her?

I know that I first recognized her from the memory of my previous life, so I have always maintained a preconceived impression of her.This is unfair to her, but knowing it means knowing it. I can never erase that filter and eliminate the high favorability she had in my heart from the beginning.

She has always been in my mind a villain who would risk her life to protect the two little protagonists, Conan and Xiaolan.Xiaolan and the others in the original work are the angels she considers, and the reason why Belmod in the original work loves them is because in New York a year ago, Xiaolan and Shinichi rescued a murderer who disguised himself as a murderer and tried to She who killed them.

That was the source of my guilt towards her, because in this universe where I existed, I joined that rescue whose outcome I already knew.

But I'm not my two completely righteous and bright friends. I only chose to hold her because I knew she was Belmod. I didn't really want to save a madman who was trying to kill himself.

I'm just an ordinary person who just wants to play the character I like.

My friends were able to conquer her with their righteous and warm hearts, but I was just a despicable person who copied the answers.

So all this time, I subconsciously avoided her preference for me because I felt I deserved it.

But I wanted to reciprocate her kindness to me.

I always hope that she can be happy. If my likes can make her happy, I can give her many, many likes unconditionally.

But, I couldn't do it.Because of that escape, I couldn't even look at her properly for such a long time.

She is always the one I feel guilty for.

So at least, that initial deceptive starting point, that knot that has been in my heart for more than a year, I want to correct it first.

I wish I could look at her openly.

I took a deep breath, lowered my head and closed my eyes.

"...On that day more than a year ago, when you dressed up as a silver-haired murderer and met me, Shinichi and Xiaolan, I always knew that person was you."

——I said it.Finally said it.

My hands were clasped nervously in front of me, my whole body stiff, waiting for her judgment.

She was probably reminiscing, and after a while I heard her say: "Oh... hmm? Why did you suddenly mention that?"

"I..." I hesitated in panic, "Because... sister fell in love with me, Xiaolan and Shinichi because of that incident, right? This is what I guessed... sister felt that Lian wanted to kill her. People who are willing to save are very, very dazzling? That’s why they like us, right..."

I buried my head lower, "I also think Shinichi and Xiaolan are dazzling when they can make that choice... But I'm not that kind of person. I knew in advance that the murderer in front of me was you, my sister. That’s why I stretched out my hand to hold him..."

"I see, that's what you think?" From the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of her arms folded across her chest, and her index finger tapped her arm lightly, "But if you don't tell me, I will never tell you. Know."

"I don't want that!" I interrupted her stiffly, "I don't want my sister to love you for a false impression, and I don't want my sister to mistakenly think that I am as good a child as them..."

"Well, you are different from Xiaolan, Shinichi and the others." Belmod's light voice pulled me straight down. My mind was blank and my whole body was cold. But at this moment, her hand suddenly placed on me of the head.

I couldn't help but shiver, and the hairs immediately crawled all over my back, but I felt her gently and softly stroking my hair all the way down - the technique was like smoothing the fur of a cat with fried hair.

"I have always known that you are different from them. Those two children are like gods. They shine on the world fairly, love and redeem everyone fairly, and judge every sinner fairly - but you No, you are not fair, you only favor Bourbon and me, and you only redeem Bourbon and me - you do not belong to this whole world, you are a little god who only belongs to Bourbon and me."

At the end of her words, there was even a slight smile in her words, and her vague sense of piety was particularly similar to Zero's tone at certain moments.

And I stood there listening stupidly.

I really didn't expect this conversation to unfold. I finally couldn't help but tentatively raised my head to look at her. The next second I met her beautiful green eyes, my head immediately went back down. My brain was frozen for a long time, and I was weak. He said weakly: "Sister, did you... know this a long time ago?"

She laughed: "Yeah, Bourbon told me at the time, saying that he told you in advance that I would play a silver-haired murderer."

"Then...Eh?...Then..." I didn't expect Zero to do this again. I was so dizzy that I didn't have time to think about it. I gritted my teeth and said, "Even so, does my sister still like me that much?"

She tapped my forehead, with a smile in her voice, "Don't try to get me involved, I didn't admit that I like you. Besides, you haven't answered my question yet."

I think back, she asked me back just now, "Do you like me that much?"

I pulled her hand off my forehead, still timidly not daring to raise my head. I stared at her slender, beautiful fingers with transparent nail polish, and whispered in a low voice: "Yes, I just like you so much." "

Silence spreads between us again.

She sighed, "Kitty, you're feeling very strange today."

She sat back on the chair, holding her chest and looking at me inquiringly, "Do you... have something you want from me, or something you want me to do? Will that make me embarrassed?"

I looked up in shock: "Why do you ask, sister?"

"Hmm...a woman's intuition?" She smiled, "It seems I guessed it right. Tell me, what do you want?"

I want her to betray the organization - that's too hard to say.

I thought hard and finally chose a more tactful way to ask.

I clenched my fists and hit a roundabout test ball for the first time in a long time.

"I want to know...if the organization and I fall into the water at the same time, sister, who will you save first?"