Conan's winery play house

Chapter 34 Is the identity reversed?

Elementary school students are cooking.

Avril is cooking.

Avi Clear, the underage primary school student of the organization, is cooking for him——

Toru Amuro sat on a chair in the dining room, looking at the white-haired boy busy in the kitchen, and felt a little restless.

Of course, it's not because you have a bad conscience about letting the other person cook for you.

But I wonder, can the food cooked by Avicril be eaten?

You shouldn't be poisoned on the first day you meet, right?

It is said that there is a member of the organization who greets others by poisoning them. Before others are about to be poisoned to death, he slowly detoxifies others and says it's nice to meet everyone.

That person shouldn't be Aiwe Lier, right?

Toru Amuro fell into deep thought.

He wanted to go into the kitchen to take a look, but the 1.8-meter bear stopped him at the door.

He said nothing, his dark glass eyes reflecting a strange light, staring at him quietly.

Toru Amuro thought about the door frame that the other party had crushed, and chose to sit quietly.

It is not appropriate to conflict with the other party for the time being.

It's just a robot bear without emotions, bear with me.

How can people fight against machines?

The dark aura behind Toru Amuro seemed to have taken shape.

not angry.

Gin's son is cooking for me. Even if the purpose is to poison him, he is still cooking for me.

Rounding it all off, it’s like the guy from Gin is cooking for me.

Amuro Toru thought this in her heart, and her mood turned from cloudy to clear in an instant.

From the time Avicril cooked for him, he thought of Gin cooking for him, and then thought of Gin's miserable labor camp life after being sent to prison.

Not only was he no longer angry, he even couldn't control himself and wanted to laugh out loud.

"It's done!" Avicril walked out of the kitchen carrying a plate and placed the dishes on the dining table.

Big Bear held a plate in one hand and placed it on the dining table.

Soon, the table was filled.

"I have used up all the ingredients in the kitchen. I learned these by myself from looking at the recipes. I don't know how it tastes. If it doesn't taste good, tell me and I will do more research!" The boy with white hair and blue eyes said

He sat down at the dining table, held his cheeks in his hands, smiled warmly, and stared at Toru Amuro with bright eyes, filled with requests for praise and praise.

Toru Amuro looked at the dishes on the table.

They were all the ingredients that the boy had mentioned before, and it seemed that they had indeed been used up.

but……

There are only two of them?

So many dishes, are you serious?

Forget it, there is no need to save the organization's money.

These dishes look delicious.

I just don't know how it tastes.

Looking at the boy's expectant, bright blue eyes, Toru Amuro fell silent.

I dare not eat it for fear of being poisoned.

But we have to eat. We are all members of the organization, so what is there to be afraid of?

Is it because of a guilty conscience?

"You made these dishes, you should be the first one to taste them." Toru Amuro was silent for a long time, and then said to the boy sincerely.

Let Avicril eat first.

If the other person is fine, you can eat it yourself.

"That's it." Miyamoto Aito nodded thoughtfully, not doubting the other party's statement at all.

He even added another rule to his rules for treating his family members: the dishes he cooks must be tasted by himself, and his family members cannot have a bad taste.

"Then I'll eat it first, but my taste is different from that of ordinary people, and I don't know if it suits your taste..." Aito looked hesitant.

His requirement for sweets is that they are sweet enough, and for other foods... they just need to be edible.

As long as the body doesn't feel hungry and doesn't starve to death, that's fine.

He cannot judge whether the food is delicious or not.

"It doesn't matter, I won't pick it." Amuro revealed a hearty smile.

As long as it's not poisoned, the taste doesn't matter.

So Aito tasted every dish.

"Every seasoning is not out of standard, and the taste should not be much different from what is stated in the recipe." Aito thought for a while and evaluated the dishes he cooked.

As for whether it tastes good or not, he really has no idea.

However, he strictly followed the recipe for everything, even the salt and other seasonings were precise to the grain.

The six eyes are also very useful in these subtle operations.

Aito praised his eyes inwardly.

After seeing that the boy with white hair and blue eyes showed no sign of poisoning after eating these dishes, nor did he act like he had taken the antidote, nor did he act like he had taken the antidote in advance in the kitchen, Tohru Amuro relaxed.

tone.

"Thank you for your hard work." He said politely.

"It won't be hard at all if you cook for your family." The young man held his cheeks in his hands, his blue eyes gentle as if reflecting the clear lake in the sky.

The book says that cooking for your family is also a manifestation of your emotions, especially when you see your family eating the fruits of your labor, people will feel happy.

In this case, it should be happy.

Aito thought as he looked at Toru Amuro, who was eating food with a calm expression.

As long as I cook for Brother Tou every day, the relationship between him and me will definitely get better and better, and then...

When the other party dies, he will definitely be willing to become his own paper man!

Thinking of the scene after the other person's death, the smile on the young man's face became more gentle and happy.

Staring at the other party's gentle eyes, Toru Amuro ate stiffly.

But I don’t have the heart to appreciate the taste of these foods.

His whole body was subtly tense, for fear of being suddenly attacked.

Avicril's look...

Some perverts also like to look at the dying person so tenderly.

Tohru Amuro thought about the abnormal external characteristics that he had studied in order to successfully disguise Bourbon as a typical member of the organization.

I feel that Avicril fits everything perfectly.

Each one of them is even more perverted than perverted.

The bourbon I disguised was not as natural and perverted as the other party's.

It seems that more research and study is needed.

His identity must not be revealed.

"I'll be the one cooking from now on," Toru Amuro said after finishing her meal.

"Why? Is my cooking not delicious? Is there something wrong with it? I will improve it next time..." The expression of the boy with white hair and blue eyes looked a little confused and aggrieved.

I finally found something that can cultivate a relationship with my family, but now I can’t do it?

Will the other person still be willing to become his paper man after death?

Dafu, who was sitting beside him, silently picked up Aituo and lifted him up silently.

"Dafu——" Aito hugged the big bear and pressed it against his cheek, rubbing it.

Staring at the black glass eyes, Toru Amuro looked at the big bear who was coaxing the child and staring at him, and was silent for a moment.

"No, your cooking is delicious, but things like cooking should be left to adults. As an older brother, you should take care of your younger brother." Toru Amuro said false words that even he didn't believe.

Why does an older brother take care of his younger brother?

He was just worried about Avicril being poisoned.

It’s more comfortable to eat something you’ve cooked with your own hands.

"So that's it!" Aito nodded.

The older brother should take care of the younger brother, well, that’s absolutely fine! That’s right!

In this case, there is no other way but to think of another way to cultivate feelings.

"What a pity, Dafu, cookie." Aito was hugged by Dafu and pressed against his plush chest, whispering.

The cookie slipped out of the hat quietly, rubbed the boy's face, and then retracted into Dafu's black coat.

Fake Boy Mom Bourbon: In order not to give Aiwe Clear the opportunity to poison.

The real and reliable mother of a minor boy, Aito: Ways to enhance relationships!

PS: The collection has exceeded 1,000, great! But I still don’t have a starting point to recommend/cry with my head in my arms.jpg

If I read more, I would like to recommend some aspects (can I say this directly? / Of course I can.)

And I made an appointment to make a picture for the cover! It’s super cute! Hmm... it’s not done yet. (It’s coming soon, I should be able to change the cover tomorrow.)

I'm going to let Aito get a hunting license.

(End of chapter)