Conan's winery play house

Aito found Bai Yujuan's figure under the bed.

In the shadow of the curtain, the white dumplings still stand out.

The way it looked at Aito was wary, even... full of hostility.

Aito's hand holding the food trembled, and he looked at Bai Yujuan with hurt eyes, as if he was hurt by the other party's hostile expression.

"...Eat." He just lowered his eyes, put the plate with food on the ground, and pushed it towards Bai Yujuan.

The white Shiba Inu is motionless and looks quite fierce with bared teeth.

Not long ago, the other party bit Miyamoto Aito's hand until blood dripped from it.

People who have been bitten by dogs usually have some sequelae, fear of dogs, or hate dogs.

But Miyamoto Aito did not have these two emotions.

He just stared at the motionless Shiba Inu, his eyes tolerant and sad, and once again reached out to push the food in front of him.

"Brother Tou is already dead, does Bai Yujuan want to die too? Starve to death...is this the way you choose to die for yourself?"

If so, he would satisfy Bai Yujuan's idea and never let Robert prepare food for him again.

Miyamoto Aito respects and supports every decision of every family member, including suicide.

He once again tentatively pushed the food in front of Bai Yujuan, even ignoring the threat of the other party's bared teeth, and pushed it to the other party's feet.

What he got in exchange was for the other party to bite his hand again.

As if the boy's blood was more attractive than the food on the dinner plate, the white Shiba Inu bit with such ferocious movements that the snow-white fur was stained with blood.

He licked the blood on the boy's hand insatiably, biting the wound even wider, allowing more blood to flow out of his body.

From beginning to end, Miyamoto Aito just watched everything happen indifferently.

Like an outsider, he watched helplessly as the white Shiba Inu used the flesh and blood on his hands as food.

He didn't take back his hand until the other person finally let go of his mouth as if he was full.

The slender white bones were stained with red marks of blood and residual flesh, which made people shudder.

"It seems to hurt a little." Aito looked at his hand and said thoughtfully.

The uncomfortable feeling is pain.

Although it was uncomfortable, it was still within an acceptable range, and it was not unbearable.

He used the reversal technique.

The fingers that were originally showing bones recovered instantly, as if they had never been injured.

The marks left by my parents on my palms are still there.

He took off the damaged gloves, put on new ones, threw the bloody gloves into the trash can nearby, struck a match and threw it into the trash can, watching as the gloves were burned to ashes little by little.

"Then I won't let Robert be your food in the future." He stood up with a smile, looking down at the Shiba Inu on the ground, his voice was as gentle as ever.

Bai Yujuan does not need food, but wants to die with Brother Tou.

In this case, he would respect Bai Yujuan's idea and let him get his wish and starve to death.

He picked up the food on the floor, turned around and left the room.

…

"Didn't you eat?" Bourbon looked at Avicril returning with the untouched food, his tone was full of expectations.

"Loyal dog." He said with a mixture of praise and contempt.

Should it be said that like a dog like its owner?

Pointless, stupid loyalty.

Ireland looked at the boy with some worry, worried that the boy would be depressed because his pet refused to eat.

Even though he didn't see the slightest trace of depression on the young man's face, there was just a soft smile that never changed.

"Well, there's no need to prepare Bai Jade Roll food in the future, Robert." The boy with white hair and blue eyes said in a gentle voice.

"It wants to commit suicide, and we can't stop it." The gentle tone coupled with the content of the words added a bit of weirdness and absurdity.

"I know - I know - Robert knows -" the robot's voice sounded a little stuck, but its dancing movements were extremely smooth.

Ireland immediately fell silent.

Avicril was not sad because of the pet dog's rejection, and even supported the pet dog's hunger strike to commit suicide.

Is this strange? Very strange.

What would a normal family with pets do when their pets are hungry? They would try to get them to eat.

But is this normal? It's normal for Aiweqilir.

Unconditionally support every decision made by your family and pets.

Ireland finally understood what this really meant.

Avril is not a normal child.

But this abnormal and twisted character is the essence that makes Ireland moving.

From the very beginning, he had been put off by Avicril's unreasonable softness.

"There is also Uncle Tequila's share. I will deliver food to Uncle Tequila..." The young man put down the food prepared for the dog, picked up another food prepared for Tequila, and walked happily to the elevator.

Go.

Watching the young man's happy figure disappear as the elevator door closed, Bourbon couldn't help but look forward to speaking slowly:

"Tequila shouldn't be on a hunger strike, right?"

If Tequila went on a hunger strike, maybe Avicril would also support him to starve to death.

"Tequila...probably not." Ireland shook his head.

As long as there is a chance to live, I will not give up this opportunity.

But that's just what he thought.

He was not sure what Tequila himself would do.

I can only hope that Tequila can use his brain.

…

"Wow!"

"哐啷"

The chain kept making sounds as Tequila struggled.

After trying many methods, Tequila still couldn't untie his chains and lay back in the bathtub exhausted.

The injuries on his body were not fully healed yet, and the medicine had lost its effect, so that he was still itching all over his body.

It is most itchy when the wound is scabbed.

"Damn Avicril..." he muttered through gritted teeth.

What do you want to do by tying him here like a dog?

He thought particularly angrily, but when he heard the footsteps, he closed his eyes and calmed down.

After thinking about it, he quietly opened his eyes a little, lay in the bathtub, tilted his head and stared in the direction of the door.

"Crunch——"

The door was pushed open lightly.

The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of black leather shoes, then the calves wrapped in white calf socks, followed by the bandaged knees and bare thighs.

The person who came was a slender young man.

But apart from that, Tequila's attention was more attracted by another figure.

The existence held in the boy's hand.

The unlucky man who was being carried by the collar was dragged to the ground from the waist down, and the most eye-catching thing was the opponent's chest.

The clothes in the back chest area were dyed dark red, and there was a small hole on the chest, about the size of a fist.

In other words - a hole the size of a heart.

Through that hole, you can see inside the opponent's chest.

The heart that was supposed to be in the body has disappeared.

All you can see is an empty patch.

The unlucky guy who had his heart ripped out.

Tequila made a judgment immediately.

It was obvious that Avicril was dragging a corpse.

But why did the other party drag a corpse over?