Life After War ( CoAi)

Chapter 14

Ai's eyes widened in fear as she saw the gun pointed at her, and she froze in place. She knew that she had to do something, but she couldn't think of anything.

Just as she was about to give up hope, she heard a loud noise and felt a sharp pain in her arm. She looked down to see that she had been shot, and she fell to the ground, feeling a sense of panic wash over her.

As she lay there, she heard footsteps approaching, and she knew that it was Vodka, the man from the Black Organization. She had heard of him before, and she knew that he was dangerous.

"Well, well, well," Vodka said, a smug look on his face. "It looks like I finally caught the little rat who managed to take down the Black Organization. I've been looking for you for a long time, and I'm glad to finally have you in my grasp."

Ai tried to speak, but the pain in her arm was too great, and she couldn't manage to get the words out. She knew that she was in trouble, and she couldn't see a way out.

Just as Vodka was about to finish her off, she heard a loud noise and felt a sudden gust of wind. She opened her eyes to see Conan standing in front of her, a look of determination on his face.

"Leave her alone!" Conan yelled, his voice filled with anger. "You won't get away with this!"

Vodka sneered at Conan, his gun still aimed at Ai. "Oh, I think I will," he said. "You're just a kid, and you can't stop me."

But Conan didn't back down, and he stood his ground, ready to protect Ai no matter what. He knew that he had to do something, and he was determined to save her.

Conan quickly grabbed his belt, pulling out ball that he had been keeping there . With a quick flick of his shoes, he launched the ball towards Vodka, aiming for his face.

Vodka's eyes widened in surprise as the ball hit him square in the nose, causing him to stumble backwards. He let out a yell of pain as he fell to the ground, his gun clattering to the floor beside him.

"Conan, are you okay?" she asked, running over to him and helping him to his feet. "I can't believe what just happened. Are you sure you're not hurt?"

Conan shook his head, a determined look on his face. "I'm fine," he said. "But we need to get out of here. The Black Organization is still out there, and I don't want to take any chances."

Ai nodded, her heart racing. She knew that Conan was right, and she quickly gathered her things and followed him out of the house.

As they made their way through the streets, Ai couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude towards Conan. He had always been there for her, and she knew that she could always count on him to protect her.

But as they walked hand in hand, Ai knew that they had to have a serious conversation. She couldn't keep pretending that everything was okay, and she knew that they needed to come up with a plan to keep each other safe.

"Conan," she said, her voice serious. "We need to talk about what just happened. I can't keep putting you in danger like this, and I don't want to keep hiding our relationship from everyone. We need to find a way to make things right."

Conan nodded, a thoughtful look on his face. "I agree," he said. "But I don't want to lose you, Ai. You mean everything to me, and I don't want to let the Black Organization come between us."

Ai squeezed his hand, a warm feeling in her heart. "I feel the same way, Conan," she said. "But we can't keep living in fear. We have to find a way to move on and be happy, no matter what the Black Organization throws our way."

Conan nodded, a determined look on his face. "You're right," he said. "We'll figure it out together. As long as we have each other, we can overcome anything."

Ai smiled, grateful for Conan's words. She knew that they had a long road ahead of them, but with Conan by her side, she was ready to face whatever came their way.

As Conan and Ai watched Vodka fall to the ground, they couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over them. They knew that they had narrowly escaped a dangerous situation, and they were grateful to be alive.

But their relief was short-lived, as they heard the sound of sirens approaching in the distance. They knew that the police would soon arrive, and they knew that they had to act fast.

"Come on, Ai," Conan said, taking her hand

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