Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

523 Chapter 526, do you want to join the church, young man
The kimono is plain black.

Sano didn't know if there were all black kimonos normally.

In Sano's impression, it seems that even a kimono with a pure black background will basically have patterns of other colors or belts of other colors.

Used to reconcile visual perception.

However, the modification of the clothes is entirely up to Sano's own wishes.

Not to mention making some color changes, that is, stitching everything into four different shapes.

What can anyone say?
Apart from dressing up, Sano didn't make much changes to his overall height and body shape. His hair color is black mixed with a little bit of lavender. pigtails.

In the hole of the black mask, there is a pair of squinting eyes.

That's right, it's the same as Okiya Subaru who was disguised by Akai Hideichi.

After all, as the old saying goes, squinting is a monster.

If you talk about the kimono, it just happened to hit the fuck with Hattori Heiji.

So for this setting, Sano really borrowed from Akai Shuichi.

Can it be regarded as a warning?
I'm not easy to mess with, don't mess with me... or something like that.

It's just that if you can observe closely, you can find that in the gap between Sano's squinted eyes, the pupils underneath are actually purple.

...It's not Sano non-mainstream.

Who made the fox eyes glow purple when the effect of the fox eyes is activated?

As for the appearance of this vest, there is nothing special about it.

Just handsome.

Handsome is over.

Well, at first glance, it should be gentle, kind or something.

But the problem is that it is covered by a mask and cannot be seen.

Ok?
Wait a minute, something doesn't seem quite right.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Sano thought for a while, and then made a row of dots.

...It's fine that the effect of the fox demon is not obvious enough, but Sano completely ignored the effect of the fox face, and focused all his attention on the fox's eyes.

Of course, Fox Eye should be the main force, and Sano focused on this thing.

That's right.

But if you don't take a look at the other effects, it's a bit too much.

It was only now that Sano discovered that there seemed to be a bug in this thing.

This mask needs to be "worn" to be effective.

Aside from the passiveness of the fox demon, even if it is the active fox eyes, Sano still has two holes exposed for seeing people and each other.

What about the fox face?
Wearing this mask to modify the appearance is for whom to modify?

It's just that Sano himself can't see it, right?
Sano didn't think too much, and directly started to try to practice - the final result was that the effect of the fox face was like the ever-changing effect of the vest.

Just picture your new face in your mind and it will transform.

The most important thing, of course, is that as long as the mask is taken off after changing the face, there will be no problems. Another point is that the way of wearing the mask is also more tolerant than Sanohara thought.

Sano originally thought that it must be worn neatly like the special attack uniform, that is, it must be worn on the front to cover the entire face, but in fact, as long as it is worn, it is enough.

For example, if you wear it crookedly or backwards, you can stick it on your head anyway.

... Cough, the reason why Sano will find this out is that he didn't turn his head around at the time, and felt that once the mask was taken off, the changed face might return to the original one. There will be bugs, so that I can show myself the idea of ​​changing my face.

But think about it later.

What the hell, even if this is the case, the mask is still on the head after changing the face.

Does face changing have any meaning?
But at least as far as the current situation is concerned, this is not a bad thing... Otherwise, it would be uncomfortable to keep my face covered in the mask all day long.

After roughly figuring out how to use the surface of the fox mask, Sano raised his hand and moved the mask to the top left of his head, then left the public toilet where he was currently, and blended in with the pedestrians at night in Tokyo , officially started the exploration of in-depth usage methods.

Because of his attire, anyone who passed by Sano would subconsciously pay more attention to him, but that was all.

In modern society, people seldom wear ancient clothes anymore.

But Neon has worked hard in the area of ​​national culture.

People often wear kimonos in various festivals.

Even on normal days, some people will wear it like this-Shizuka Hattori is a good example, but also affected by national characteristics, people who have nothing to do with it basically rarely give pointers to strangers.

...It is possible to chat with one's friends behind the scenes, but it is absolutely impossible to put it on the surface, of course, if it is very handsome.

You may be asked for a number.

After politely declining the seventh girl's friend application, Sano continued on.

Sano naturally didn't want to draw attention if possible.

But wearing a passer-by hat is not a good way to cure the root cause... Of course, Sano doesn't need to cure the root cause, logically speaking, a short-term cure is enough.

It's just that the passers-by around looked at Sano, but he could use this to better observe the inner emotions revealed in his eyes... Although if you don't control your emotions, you don't need to look at each other, but in the end you still have to look at each other. If the angle to the other party's eyes is better, it will naturally be easier to experience.

So Sano only used a little stealth skills.

Except for passers-by at close range, people farther away will not notice Sano.

Except for the passers-by who looked at Sano with novelty, surprise, disdain, contempt, and excitement in their eyes, these emotions were roughly divided into two ends.

For passers-by farther away, it becomes more complicated.

Anger, resentment, jealousy, depression.

Happy, excited, anticipating, peaceful.

All kinds, the difference is big or small, and the emotional severity is also different.

Sano just shuttled through the crowd, not knowing how far and how long he walked, feeling the emotions in the hearts of all kinds of people.

In this way, Sano also saw a lot of unexpected things.

Make sense.

Sano has always upheld the principle of not judging people by their cover.

But sometimes stereotypes can't be controlled if you don't want to.

A handsome guy with a gentle and humble appearance.

His eyes are full of dirty and greedy desires for the opposite sex friend next to him.

A bald head with a vicious look like a black club.

Looking at the eyes of an old man across the road, it was full of worry and hesitation.

Sitting in a luxury car, surrounded by crowds, the boss is full of sorrow.

The homeless man sitting by the street looked at the ants on the ground happily.

to be frank.

There are many contrasts in this world, but for the countless people in the world.

The proportion is very small.

Many people will regard these individual cases as the norm, and then make a second grade.

Naturally, Sano doesn't have a second-degree illness, but these people do have a lot of memories.

Sano took out a banknote and threw it to the homeless man.

After the tramp was taken aback for a moment, he raised his head in astonishment, and looked at Sano, and what followed was surprise, gratitude, and a sense of comforting warmth.

"Thank you, thank you, you are a good person, I wish you a long life and a healthy family!"

... Is this thanking myself, or scolding myself?

Sano raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes widened slightly, purple pupils.

It seemed to light up.

Under Sano's deliberate manipulation, the homeless man's face turned redder and redder, and his eyes towards Sano became more and more fiery, with good words in his mouth.

It has gradually reached a point of insanity.

"...Are you a god?"

In the end, the tramp even asked such words.

god?
Sano couldn't help but froze for a moment.

After recovering, the smile on Sano's face became more and more obvious.

"Yes, I am God."

Sano had a cheeky face, and accepted the title of the middle school student. Before the homeless man with constricted pupils and shortness of breath could open his mouth, he continued to ask.

"Then, are you going to teach, young man?"

(End of this chapter)