How can I live beside Conan who vomits blood from time to time?

Kazama Tsuru's body shook in fear, some blood on his face instantly faded, and his heart fluttered and hit his chest, as if he wanted to smash himself.

The pain coming from the heart swept through the whole body in an instant, and Kazama Tsuru tensed his body, trembling and reaching out to cover his heart, feeling that the whole person was not good.

“...... It's curtains..." "Curtains

?" Fifty Lan Yang's eyes gradually became focused, blinked, and exhaled heavily.

"Don't scare me, although I'm not afraid of ghosts, but this house is so terrifying, a normal person will be very careful, you say so I am even more... What happened to you? Fifty

Arashi Yang was still thinking about it, and suddenly saw Kazama Tsuru's hand covering his heart, and instantly stopped his mouth, and there were countless not very good conjectures in his heart.

"You have a heartache? Really scared? Don't you know that it's a curtain? ...... Or do you have chest tightness? There is too much dust here, you can't stay long, now chest tightness is normal, let's go out right away and rest for a while.

Kazama Tsuru gripped his heart's clothes, feeling his heart tighten with every beat, and released all the power to expand.

It hurts....

He clenched his teeth tightly, sweat oozed from his forehead, and a sickly blush quickly spread across his face.

“...... No, don't go out... Heart..."

Kazama Tsuru was almost speechless in pain, but he saw that Igarashi was almost jumping to his feet, and he still managed to squeeze out a few words.

Fifty Arashi Yang couldn't see Kazama Tsuru's expression, and looked at the hand he was holding his heart hard, and he didn't dare to delay at all.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, it was estimated that he might slow down a little, so he immediately carefully carried him into the room and found an open space by the window to put it down.

During this period, when Kazama Tsuru was carried up, the flashlight in his hand finally smashed weakly on the ground, and the flashlight turned a few times, and finally shone on a wall in the room.

"Kazama?" Igarashi Yang finally saw Kazama Tsuru's face clearly through the moonlight shining in from the window, "Are you okay?" I'm going out now to call an ambulance! "

No..."

Kazama Tsuru reached out and grabbed the corner of Igarashi Yo's clothes, and when he saw him stop, his hand fell weakly.

Igarashi sighed helplessly

, "Don't get excited, relax, and breathe slowly."

Crouching down and looking at Kazama Tsuru, his tone was rare gentle and slow.

"Don't worry, slowly..."

Igarashi Yang's slow and warm tone did have some effect, Kazama Tsuru gasped a few more times, gradually came back, and his heartbeat finally slowed down a little.

"Alas... Finally good. Fifty Arashi sighed helplessly and returned to his usual speaking speed, but his voice was still so gentle.

"Why are you suddenly like this, and I don't know what the situation is and dare not give you medicine, next time you must remember to tell me, I will bring the medicine in advance."

"Okay, you stay here for a while, I'll go find out if there's anything to warm your body."

After that, Igarashi got up and walked out of the room, and Kazama Tsuru listened to his footsteps, probably heading towards the depths of the corridor on the second floor.

Phew....

Kazama Tsuru loosened his grip on his heart's hand, and his palm was already covered with sweat.

Is...... I obviously wanted to scare others, but I almost sent myself away....

It's the only one who makes a prank like this.

Just now, Igarashi said, "Why did you suddenly do this?" When he said this, Kazama Tsuru was actually able to speak, but what could he say?

Originally, I wanted to scare you, but I didn't expect the effect to be too good, and your screams scared me "down"....

The scene of the social death.

Let's not talk about it.

Kazama Tsuru had mixed tastes in his heart.

In the room where some scattered debris was piled up, only the cold moonlight shone brightly, and countless dust could be clearly seen drifting irregularly in the pillar of light.

The curtains danced quietly, and the shadows were constantly changing on the ground.

Kazama Tsuru was left with only a faint dull pain in his heart, as well as a drip of pain in his stomach, and at this time, in the quiet room, the heartbeat was infinitely amplified.

Knock knock... Knock knock... Snap

, snap.... Footsteps?!

Kazama Tsuru got up instantly, tapped his toes, and arrived at the door a few staggers, holding a wooden chip that was not wide in his hand.

The front section of the wood chips is uneven, and simply as a weapon is enough.

With a small body like him, there is no need to think about what "heavy swords have no edge, big tricks do not work", what he needs is a light and sharp blade.

The sound of footsteps is approaching little by little.

It seems that the owner of the footsteps is not in a hurry, each step is very light, almost only sporadic "clicks", informing the arrival of a stranger.

Syllable.

The footsteps stopped at the door!

Kazama Tsuru raised the wood chips in his hand slightly, his muscles tense, ready to strike at any time.

Squeak -

"Ah!"

"Conan?"

The wood chips in Kazama Tsuru's hand stopped at Conan's... Belch...... On the forehead.

To be honest, he didn't expect that it would be a child, and even the position of the current wood chip was the result of an instant reaction after seeing his figure.

But this also makes sense, why the footsteps just now are so light, because the person who came weighs much less than normal adults.

So...... Why did Conan come to such an old house... Coming for an adventure?

That's right! Haunted House Adventure... It's the plot in the first few episodes!

Kazama Tsuru suddenly remembered this plot, as if after the son killed his father by mistake, the mother imprisoned her son in the dungeon for five years in order to prevent her son from going to prison, until the four members of the death group came to explore and uncover the truth.

Kazama Tsuru's thoughts were like electricity, and after thinking clearly, he silently withdrew his hand.

Conan was still a little stunned at this time, walking between life and death, even he was a little afraid.

He had no doubt that if the person on the other side had not made a mistake, the sharp piece of wood would have been pressed against his neck.

You only need to react a little slower yourself, and you will directly splash blood on the spot.

Silently swallowing his spit, Conan saw a familiar hand.

"Yes... Brother Kazama?

Kazama Tsuru confirmed the situation, relaxed his body, turned around and walked slowly back to the original clearing, sat down, and lay flat.

Conan stood in the doorway and watched Kazama Tsuru's series of movements stunned, his head had not yet turned.

“...... Are you just standing in the doorway?

Kazama Tsuru lay for several seconds without waiting for Conan to come over, raised his head and glanced at the door.

"Ahhh... Oh.

Conan walked over step by step, stiff as if it had just died.

When he walked to Kazama Tsuru and saw the familiar face, he returned to his senses with an agitated spirit.

"Kazama, ah I mean brother Kazama, ah no..."

Conan was confused for a while, paused, and finally normalized.

"Whew... Kazama, why are you here?

"I thought you were going to ask me why I knew who you were."

Kazama Tsuru looked at Conan's playful appearance, and secretly hated that he had not taken it with a camera just now.

"Uh... I want to ask that too..."

"Okay, there's no hurry now, then I'll tell you one by one."