Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

504 Chapter 507, Mask

It's a summer festival.

It should be equivalent to the so-called festival.

Back then, the garden party of Didan High School was like a small summer festival.

Only in scale, limited to the size of a school.

The summer festival is basically at least the size of a city.

Many businesses on the street will participate and launch some activities.

But the most important thing is the "shrine".

Many people will go to the shrine to worship the gods during the summer festival. In addition to the regular fireworks display in the summer festival, they will basically not be in the urban area. The location of the mountain forest where the shrine is located is very appropriate in every aspect. .

So here has become the first choice for playing.

At the same time, it is also the place where all kinds of small businesses are most concentrated.

Fried noodles, takoyaki, oden, rock candy apples, all kinds of food and drink.

Rings, air guns, lottery, goldfish fishing, various small games.

"Come on tight, don't get lost."

Looking at the crowded scene in front of him, Sano patted the little girl's head and reminded her.

"Uh-huh!"

But the little girl didn't even look at Sano.

His eyes kept turning to the stall next to him, and he nodded perfunctorily.

Sano secretly sighed, and casually threw Erhei into the little girl's collar.

Just in case.

"promise."

Seeing that the little girl's eyes stayed on the rock candy apple the longest, how could Sano not know what this foodie was thinking, so he took one and threw it to her.

"Thank you uncle!"

The little girl licked it with bright eyes.

... To be reasonable, the candied haws are made of apples, which are really pretty.

But it also happens to be true.

Or the authentic hawthorn is the best, and the strawberry one is also good?
"Speaking of which, senior."

Mao Lilan suddenly asked: "Why didn't you pay for her kimono, isn't it hot?"

"Ok?"

Sano was stunned for a moment, and made a question mark.

"Single kimono, what kind of kimono?"

Mao Lilan made a row of dots: "Is this the bathrobe we wear?"

"bathrobe?"

Sano was completely stunned... Isn't Mao Lilan wearing a kimono? Aren't kimonos and yukatas completely different? What the hell are they all about?

Later, Sano got some useless popular science.

The early kimonos really cannot be confused with yukatas.

But with the development of the times, people's thinking is gradually loosening, and the requirements for this aspect are not so strict, and the kimono of the simplified board is simplified.

In fact, it is a complex accessory of a single yukata plus a kimono.

It is mainly worn in events like summer festivals where the weather is relatively hot.

Like the one on the little girl, it's too formal.

"Senior, when you bought it, didn't the clerk mention it to you?"

Mao Lilan complained: "This is too incompetent."

"It's normal."

Suzuki Sonoko also licked a rock candy apple to join the topic: "After all, the price of a single kimono is relatively cheap. Isn't it a fool to make money if you don't make money?"

"If it gets hot, take off the inner lining."

Sano glanced at the excited little girl, and added, "Although I feel that she doesn't feel anything other than being happy."

"Ha ha……"

"Well, it's the mask of the black mask!"

In the eyes of children, there is nothing but food to play with.

Apart from various games, what they play are naturally toys. Among the itinerant vendors brought up by such activities, toys are the most prominent ones.

Only masks.

What Hannya, Tengu, these are relatively normal, and then there are some masks specially aimed at children-such as the popular Kamen Rider.

But the black mask is a bit wrong.

... Very early on, the little girl made a black mask by herself.

At that time, Sano still felt strange.

Because, uh, there's a "copyright" issue.

Although it is difficult for the black mask to take care of such small things, it is not convenient to take care of such things.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

No one would take such a risk of overturning in order to make money.

What's more, even if the car didn't overturn, it wouldn't be a good experience to hang the money earned on the first day on the street lamp the next day.

The result was unexpected.

Actually met a bad guy here.

... There is a high probability that they are the kind of blind drifters who don't understand farts and are greedy for petty profits.

Sano, who frowned slightly, moved over with the little girl.

The stall owner was a young guy, maybe about the same age as Sano?

It's not the old man... The old man may not know what the black mask is.

Little bastard?

Seeing that guy nibbling melon seeds with a hippie smile on his face, Sano snorted coldly in his heart.

It's annoying.

However, before Sano could speak, a familiar yellow came into his eyes.

"Hey, it's you guys."

Mao Lilan looked at Huang Mao who was wearing an apron, and was also taken aback: "You are dressed like this..."

"Oh, it's a rare event, come here to earn some extra money."

Huang Mao stroked the back of his head and smiled, "My place is over there, selling fried noodles... But the piece here is actually our people. If you want to spend, I can make the decision and call you. [-]% off!"

"It's better to just break the bone."

Sano Heng interjected - at first he thought it was some blind dog looking for death, but he didn't expect that it would be his own family acting as a monster, and his own money would be earned by himself. This doesn't seem to be a big problem.

But as long as you think about it carefully, there is something wrong.

Perhaps in Huang Mao's eyes, Kurosawai, that is, the black mask, was acquainted with Heisei.

It's nothing to take advantage of.

But if you don't even ask yourself, it's too much.

...It's not easy to talk about right now, and I'll find this dog to settle accounts later.

In the next second, Sano's attention suddenly shifted.

It landed on a pure black mask hanging on the stand in front of him.

The target customer group for the mask is mostly children and young people.

Naturally, most of the colors are colorful, which is easy to attract the eyes.

Among these masks, apart from the black mask, this is the only pure black mask.

Of course none of this matters.

The important thing is that this thing gave Sano the same feeling as when he first saw the replica doll.

...is the smell of new equipment.

Sano glanced at the three of Conan next to him, and after thinking about it, he didn't act rashly.

It wasn't until a few people said goodbye to Huang Mao, and walked around for a while, that Sano found an excuse to leave the team temporarily, and then switched the vest and put on the passerby hat.

Back to the mask stand.

"I want this one, how much is it?"

Sano reached out and picked up the mask and asked.

After handing the money to the delinquent boy at the mask booth, Sano asked again: "Is there only one mask, and where did you get it?"

The delinquent boy glanced at Sano, but he wasn't impatient.

"I don't know. It was dug out from the house. It looked pretty, so I sold it."

Sano nodded, stopped asking questions, turned around and blended into the crowd, and returned to the team.

"...Ah, senior, you're done using the toilet. It's a good thing you found us so quickly."

"Well, I should have let you wait for me where I was."

Faced with Mao Lilan's surprise, Sano dealt with it casually.

"Woooooo!"

After walking around for a while, the little girl suddenly frantically pulled up Sano's sleeve.

There was still a burst of inarticulate speech in his mouth, and he made a sound of unknown meaning.

Sano looked down suspiciously.

All I saw was that the little girl stuffed the whole apple into her mouth.

The mouths on both sides are bulging like a ball.

...Is this trying to show how big your mouth is?
Sure enough, children are children, they are really naive enough.

Sano felt speechless in his heart.

But it was discovered in the next second that something was wrong.

Because of the scene in front of him, Sano remembered what he had seen in his previous life.

Those idiots who put light bulbs in their mouths.

"...Damn it, you're a bastard, aren't you!?"

The funny and angry Sano started to help the little girl pull up the apples again.

……

dusk.

Outside an abandoned building.

Ireland, wearing a hat and a mask, was hiding in a corner, watching his surroundings.

(End of this chapter)