[Detective Conan] The Sin of Smoke

"Rye."

"Gin."

Their relationship was dramatic from the very first meeting. In the end, Akai laughed wildly, grabbed Gin by the collar, and kissed his icy lips, all because Gin had just murmured "Shuichi Akai" in a voice so quiet it was almost inaudible.

On white paper, in vivid colors, Akai saw the cold, black-haired man Gin had painted.

He saw the silver-haired man, as expressionless as ever.

And he saw the paintbrush pointed at his own heart like a Beretta.

At their first meeting, rain poured down in torrents. Then one day, snow fell heavily.

In the rain, they walked farther and farther apart.

In the snowfall, their kissing figures grew more and more indistinct.

Only the cigarette on the ground remained unburned, its flame still glowing brightly.

A short Akai-Gin-Akai story, with no fixed pairing.

A short Akai-Gin story, with no CP, is complete.

Theme: His life comes from him