Conan: After teaching the protagonist, they offered their loyalty.

Chapter 210 Fuheshchen

Tokyo, Beika Town...

Fuheishen walked slowly down the road, pondering what he would do later.

The evaluation of Xiaolan's song... is complete.

And... what was that promise I made to Sherry?

"You made your brother cry again! Why can't you give us a break!"

The noise came from the side.

Fu Heishen turned his head to look at the sound.

A woman is scolding a boy with her hands on her hips... The boy next to her is wiping tears from his face.

It seems the two kids got into some kind of argument.

The younger brother had never hit his older brother, so he sought his mother's help...

However, one could vaguely make out the slight smile playing at the corners of the boy's lips.

Fuheishen's eyes glazed over slightly...

It seemed to remind him of the time he spent at the Zen temple.

........

"Hey... Zen-in-u-u, right? Let's have a fight." A boy hailed as a genius in sorcery walked over.

In the other party's perception... Zen-in (Fukuhiko) was merely a useless person with no magical power whatsoever, someone to be bullied at will.

Young Fuhei Shen'er glanced coldly at the other person... but ignored him and continued walking towards the training room.

"Hey, can't you hear me?" The genius sorcerer boy seemed enraged by the other's expression, and grabbed the other's shoulder. "I want to fight you, this isn't a request!"

At that time, Fuheshchen's temperament was different from the other party's... so he ignored him.

At that time, he hadn't been thrown into the cursed spirit group yet... He only thought about training hard and being valued by his family.

But the boy persisted... and his shouting attracted a large crowd of onlookers.

Fuheishen stopped in his tracks, turned around, and looked calmly at the boy. "I accept your challenge..."

As more and more people gathered, he seized the opportunity to defeat his opponent, demonstrate his strength, and thus gain the trust of his family and acquire more resources.

Upon hearing this, the spellcaster smiled and instantly formed a hand seal.

The pitiful cursed spirit instantly appeared.

In the very instant it appeared...

laugh!

Fuheshen'er had already used his physical strength to rush to the other party's side.

One punch.

The boy had just finished forming the hand seals when he saw a fist right in front of him.

"How could it be so fast!"

His eyes widened as he desperately tried to stop it, but... it was too late.

The boy was sent flying.

Fuhesh won... but the result was not what he expected.

When the elders of the family arrived, they only looked at him with disgust... and comforted the boy who had been beaten and cried in an extremely gentle tone.

At that moment, seeing the disgusted looks around him, as if he were looking at trash... he knew that he really shouldn't be there.

Then... he was thrown into the group of cursed spirits.

Although my memory is a bit hazy... I still remember.

.......

"Jundu... what are you doing here?"

A cold voice jolted Fuheshel from his brief reverie.

Fu Heishen'er's expression was icy... He reached out and rubbed his forehead.

The events of the past were too long ago for him to remember... it seemed like they happened in a past life.

No, it happened in my past life...

Heh... that kind of result is actually normal.

After all... Zen families always seem to prefer helping the weaker one.

Because true strength doesn't need protection or pity.

"What... does this scene evoke certain feelings?" Gin followed Fukuro Jin's gaze, a cold smile playing on his lips.

He rarely saw Fuheshen'er like this... perhaps he was thinking about what had happened before?

Or perhaps... he was the one who wasn't loved...

“You’re overthinking it…” Fuhe Shen’er glanced coldly at Gin. “What are you doing here?”

Logically speaking, at this point in time...

Gin should be somewhere in the shadows doing a mission, or at home writing a report... or maybe he's sleeping.

"A haircut..." Gin lit a cigarette and glanced up at the Green Beauty Salon.

"......" Fuhei Shen looked Gin up and down, then scoffed, "You only got a haircut now that your silver hair is covering your butt?"

Gin didn't speak... his dark green eyes stared at the barbershop in front of him, seemingly in agreement.

Fuheishen looked at himself in the glass... his wispy hair had grown a little long, obscuring his eyes. "Let's go."

Gin glanced coldly at the other person, extinguished his cigarette, and walked into the Green Beauty Salon first.

"Excuse me...we're about to close up shop...hey, isn't this Mr. Kurosawa?" The barber, who was about to close the shop, seemed to recognize Gin.

The hairdresser's name is Mitsui Mika... she seems to be an acquaintance of Gin.

“Hmm.” Gin nodded coldly, his dark green eyes fixed on the other person. “A haircut… won’t take up too much of your time.”

“This is…” Mitsui Mika blinked.

“A colleague… also here for a haircut.” Fuheshen glanced at the pretty woman… then at Gin.

Seemingly noticing the other person's gaze, Gin snorted and plopped down in the chair.

“Alright…” Mitsui Mika smiled and draped the drape over Gin. “Then, let’s cut Mr. Kurosawa’s hair first… After all, he’s a regular customer.”

The woman brushed Gin's hair aside and said helplessly, "Mr. Kurosawa...do you always keep your hair this long?"

“Yes…” Gin’s tone was cold and hard.

“So, this time it’s…” Mitsui Mika stroked her chin, looking at Gin in the mirror.

Gin didn't speak... He stared coldly at himself in the mirror.

“Okay, I got it, same as always…” Mitsui Mika patted her head, “I almost forgot… After all, Mr. Kurosawa only comes once in a long while.”

The haircut was also very short.

Mitsui Mika did most of the talking, while Gin listened...

There wasn't much communication.

However, Fukuro Jin could notice that... the cold aura surrounding Gin seemed to have dissipated a little.

The woman didn't seem to be afraid of Gin... and kept bothering him.

At least, this is the second person I've seen besides vodka to talk so much next to gin...

He rested his hands on the sofa...and listened quietly.

I have a feeling... this scene is somewhat heartwarming.

After getting a haircut...

Seeing that Fukuro Jinji remained unmoved, Gin's lips twitched... He pulled out his wallet from his pocket, opened it, and asked, "How much..."

"No need," Mitsui Mika smiled. "It's after get off work hours now... I'll just give you two a quick haircut, as long as it doesn't look bad..."

Upon hearing this, Fuheshen nodded slightly and walked out first.

Looking at the other person's expression, Gin took a deep breath, said nothing, and prepared to leave.

"Wait..." Mika Mitsui called out to Gin.

Gin stopped walking... but didn't turn around.

"I'm planning to resign and move to a new place..." Mitsui Mika's eyelids drooped slightly. "If you still want me to cut your hair, you can come to my new salon. I can cut your hair even without an appointment..."

Gin remained silent...

“After all, you are a special guest.” Mitsui Mika pursed her lips. “By the way, try to drink less alcohol and smoke less in the future. I could smell the smoke and alcohol on you even from a distance just now. It’s not good for your health…”

Gin tilted his head slightly, his dark green eyes fixed on the other person for a few seconds...

"Um... I'm going home now too." Mitsui Mika lowered her head, feeling the pressure of the other person's gaze. "I have a cute little girl scheduled to get her hair cut tomorrow..."

"Hmm," Gin responded, then left.