(Conan: KotoShin / ChiAn) Crimson Feelings

Blurb:

The future doesn't simply appear out of nowhere. It emerges from one moment, and that moment gives rise to the next.

Conan never expected that life would be so exciting after he returned from the future. You could even describe it as one long domestic drama.

Gin ignored the two men across the dinner table. Having learned about the "future," he didn't consider either of his rivals a threat.

Okiya Subaru, still smiling with narrowed eyes, placed a piece of beef and potato stew in Conan's bowl. The curve of his brows was absolutely perfect.

While Amuro Tooru considered how to tear the mask off Okiya Subaru's face, he also wondered why Gin, the organization's unpaid laborer, had put work aside to squeeze into this little house. Perhaps the information he could obtain by uncovering the truth would bring him closer to the organization's deepest secrets.

If three men make a show, then three grown men and one child must be a family drama.

Attached: The Scarlet-and-Black Marriage Proposals

Gin: Hmph... When white mixes with white, all you get is white... Only white snow dancing in the darkness can shine with the purest light... Marry me. Your dowry will be the antidote to APTX4869.

Shuichi Akai: The odds of an ordinary person making a mistake are fifty-fifty, but together we can eliminate the possibility of mistakes.

Amuro Tooru: I don't want to be called a liar by you. Heh, you really are my lover!

The following is my story: