Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

The other three people beside them were speechless... although they were not very accurate.

But Sano is obviously laughing at fifty steps, right?

"All right."

It was Huiyuan Ai who clapped his hands, intending to end this meaningless farce, and said, "We came here because we heard that you are going to dance tomorrow, but you have been busy with Kaitou Kidd for the past two days, it seems that you haven't practiced at all, right?"

Sano frowned, looked at the mobile phones held by the other three people except Mao Lilan, and probably understood what was going on, and couldn't help laughing angrily: "Then it's none of your business whether I practice or not?"

"Hey, you're born, aren't you?"

Suzuki Sonoko said with a smile: "Aren't we worried that if you don't practice well, senior, you will be ashamed on stage tomorrow? That would be embarrassing... By the way, senior, have you ever danced before, including ballroom dancing?"

Sano was recalled, and rubbed his chin: "...It should be counted as skipping, such as radio gymnastics, and square dancing. Perhaps social shaking can also be counted?"

Hearing Sano's words, the four of them looked at each other with a little confusion.

...Although I can't understand it very well, just look at the beginning of the radio gymnastics.

There is no doubt that Sano did not dance at all.

Even the steps of ballroom dancing given by Sonoko Suzuki were not used.

"...What is social shaking?"

Hui Yuanai's attention was peculiar, although she had never heard of the square dance in the middle.

But at least it is still possible to think of a general concept that may be similar, but it may also be very different, but only this society shakes.

... Haibara Ai is completely unable to have any imagination.

"……nothing."

Sano, who was surprised that he had said something he shouldn't have said, casually said something perfunctory.

... It was an unbearable past event, so I don't care if I don't mention it.

Sano waved his hand and walked upstairs: "Okay, I won't talk to you guys, if you want to see me make a fool of yourself, then there's no need, I'll go home and go to bed."

"Hey, senior, we really don't want to see you make a fool of yourself. It's better to say that we just don't want you to make a fool of yourself tomorrow, so we want to give you a special training today."

Suzuki Sonoko shouted hastily, but unfortunately Sano didn't pay attention.

"Tch, it really still failed."

Looking at Suzuki Sonoko who was full of regret, Mao Lilan next to him was a little helpless.

"I told you not to do this long ago, what if senior gets angry?"

"I really want to see how angry that guy is..."

Conan muttered something, and attracted Mao Lilan's attention, and quickly changed his words: "Ah, I mean, with Sano's indifferent personality, he should, definitely won't get angry because of such a small joke... If this can make people angry, then what is the thing that this guy has done so far, is it the punishment of the devil?"

After fooling Mao Lilan, Conan still couldn't hold back and muttered again.

"Forget it, anyway, I will be on stage tomorrow."

Suzuki Sonoko put his hips on his hips and smiled, "It's time to watch the live broadcast."

"The garden..."

Mao Lilan wants to say something, but was held by Suzuki Garden, and smiled at his face: "Now, Xiao Lan, you should know that the predecessors will go to kindergarten tomorrow. What dances are you going to dance? I don’t want to see the predecessors flushed, but do you have to persist, do you feel curious? "

Under the guidance of Suzuki Sonoko, who was short of breath and had bright eyes.

Mao Lilan's eyes gradually became erratic...

"...I said, if we failed to come here today, will we startle the snake, make Sano vigilant, and not go on stage tomorrow?"

Conan turned his head to look at Haibara Ai with a little dissatisfaction in his eyes, and laughed: "Just put your mind at ease. Maybe I can't say what the final result will be, but I can be sure that this guy will definitely come to power. Only this, he can't escape."

"yes."

Hui Yuanai nodded thoughtfully, then asked again.

"Then are you sure that this guy won't be interested in doing this? You should know that even if we do get a piece of Sano's black history, compared to those in his hands, our things are almost nothing, not to mention that many things are not at the level of black history, but can be called handles, and we have been together for so long, and we haven't seen him really do anything. We have been living in peace, so there is no need to worry about it.

...The most important thing is that if the card is really flipped, then this card is useless.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Conan clicked his tongue disdainfully: "The important thing is never, whether it is equal or not. You are right. Sano did not always use our excuses to talk about things, but it exists after all. As long as he wants, even if it is just on a whim, he can take it out at any time. It is like a thorn in the flesh... I don't think we can erase this thorn, or even just stick back a thorn. After receiving the news, you followed me without saying a word, why?"

Haibara Ai didn't say a word, obviously Conan hit the key point.

And looking to the side again, Mao Lilan had already been limp by Suzuki Sonoko.

Now everything is ready, the only thing left is for Sano to take the stage!
Conan showed an unusually wretched smile, tremble Sano, I will let you know soon, even if it is an ant, it will fight back! !
at the same time.

Sano, who returned to the house, was turning on his phone.

...Perhaps, Sano did feel a little awkward about the dance he was going to practice, but it wasn't enough for him to choose to run away, let alone not be able to run away.

After all, what Sano has always upheld is... In a word.

There is a reason for Sano to find an excuse to leave, and the reason is that Gin Jiu called.

"Hey, is something wrong?"

"Why did you ask for leave again today?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Qin Jiu asked coldly first.

...That's right, Sano asked for leave today, but in fact it wasn't just today.

Sano seems to have been on leave for a long time.

Sometimes, Sano does have a legitimate reason.

But sometimes, that is pure perfunctory fooling.

For example, it is almost equivalent to not handing in homework when I was in school. The teacher asked why I didn't hand it in, and then answered to the extent that I forgot to bring it.

Occasionally, one eye will be closed and the other will pass.

That's why you play like this every day, even if the head teacher is your father, it won't work.

"...Isn't the reason already explained?"

Sano poked his ears: "I have dance practice tonight, and I will be on stage tomorrow morning."

"...This kind of parent-child game is fine even if you refuse it."

"Why, is there any particularly important task that must be done by me?"

"That's not it."

"Then what else?"

"..."

Gin on the other end of the phone was already a little confused.

Human habit is a very scary thing.

At the very beginning, Sano worked hard and diligently, but later on he became more and more lazy.

Not to mention full attendance, three days of fishing and two days of drying the net can already be regarded as a compliment.

In particular, Gin himself tied Sano to his side, and took the initiative to make him a mascot for paddling and fishing, and every task belonged to the pendant.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with Sano asking for leave if it is not necessary.

... This seems to have become an irrefutable rule.

So much so that when Gin Jiu was asked by Sano, he didn't feel that something was wrong for a while, he was really speechless and speechless.

He wanted to speak for a while and then stopped, and he stopped and wanted to speak.

"...Call me later when you can work again."

Facing this chaotic situation, Qin Jiu had no choice but to make a one-size-fits-all choice and escape for a while.

"Okay, I get it now."

Sano hung up the phone directly, let Gin, who was holding the phone to his ear, listen to the "beep" sound inside, and didn't move for a long time... how does it feel.

Seems like it's getting worse?

"Big brother?"

The vodka next to him, who didn't dare to take a breath, finally couldn't help but make a weak sound to test the state of the gin before he suffocated himself.

Gin came back to his senses, put down his phone, and let out a breath.

"Let's work."

"Yes……"

……

The next day.

The corner intersection of the road at the gate of Futaba Kindergarten.

Sano didn't know why the kindergarten's parent-child activities were held in such a public place...but considering the nature of the performance.

Perhaps it is also a means of propaganda.

Anyway, there are quite a lot of passers-by audience watching the show.

Among them, a certain four guys who came to Sano's house just yesterday, with malicious intentions, were the most excited... Especially Suzuki Sonoko, who didn't know where to get a professional-looking video camera... This kind of thing seems to be called a cannon, right?

This is the first time Sano has seen it, and it feels a bit like an astronomical telescope.

"Next, please..."

Hearing that the kindergarten teacher in charge of hosting, reported to the program of his two groups.

Sano came back to his senses and went on stage with the little girl.

According to the little girl, there are three classes in Futaba Kindergarten, and each class has about 300 to 30 students. Counting their parents, there are about [-] people in this performance, and the average performance is about [-] to [-] people.

Not too much, not too little.

Logically speaking... like in the class performance of Sano's previous life, this number of people basically wants to reduce their sense of existence, which is a very simple matter.

But the problem is.

Among the twenty or thirty people, half are kindergarten children, and the other half are in kindergarten.

Sano is really outstanding.

Not only because of excellent looks and temperament, but also because of age.

Parents of kindergarten children, excluding the second child and the situation of getting a child when they are old, maybe they will not be too old, at most they will be in their thirties.

...But that was still a whole round older than Sano.

It may be for pure novelty, or it may be for appreciation.

Anyway, Sano became the undoubted center of sight.

Even a few mothers who were supposed to film their husbands and children's performances involuntarily turned to Sano because the father of the parents joined the performance... Fortunately, although the clothes for the performance were uniform, they were not particularly childish.

Sano, who was wearing a colorful tracksuit, stood behind the little girl, his usual slack posture slightly straightened up, and the soles of his feet tapped to the sound of the music.

"What to do, let's come together~"

"Let's dance together~"

"Appeared from the pot, the grandpa who likes to deceive people appeared~"

"..."

Sano followed the lyrics expressionlessly and began to jump, spin, and jump. I closed my eyes... Cough, it was to cooperate with the person next to me to make corresponding movements.

And after Sano started dancing.

The voices in the audience, which were still loud or small, suddenly stopped, and there was silence.

...It's not that Sano dances well... No, it's because he dances well, but the fundamental reason is not how shocking the dance is.

After all, this song itself has no dance.

It's just other creators who made up various dances for it.

The one designated by the kindergarten is one of them. It is relatively good-looking, but it is a very simple version... After all, kindergarten children have to learn it.

all in all.

There isn't much to say about the dance itself.

The problem is that Sano dances too well...to be precise, too standard.

There are 30 people on the stage, half of them are children, so it is impossible to dance very well.

The other half of the parents, either because of insufficient practice time, or because of perfunctory attitudes, are very lazy, or in order to cooperate with the children, they subconsciously dance very artificially...

Anyway, it seems that Sano dances better and stands out more.

Finally, there is a question of contrast.

This is a cute song, and so is the choreography, and as I said earlier, it can be danced by kindergarten children... And Sano, a big man, dances so well and seriously, it's true...

Indescribable.

This is similar to how when I was in school, I saw some students dancing very standard during the inter-class exercises... To be honest.

Conan thought so.

When Sano came here, there should be only two possible reactions when he took the stage.

One is to pretend to be calm, mostly awkward.

The other is mostly perfunctory with displeasure.

No matter which one it is, at least for Conan, it can be regarded as a harvest.

But Conan just didn't expect that this guy would be so...perfect?
Taken too seriously for granted.

This makes people can't help but feel a sense of horror that the scalp is numb or even burst.

How the hell did you come out to vent your anger? You just came here to suffer, right?
And Hui Yuanai next to him felt similarly.

However, compared to Conan, Haibara Ai was not too obvious.

As for the duo of girlfriends.

Although there are subtle differences in the purpose of the fake child duo of Conan and Haibara Ai, the basics are the same. Therefore, in addition to feeling impacted, I also feel very awkward... as if I feel that I have done something, something wrong that should not be done.

Unusually embarrassing.

"Da da da la li la~"

"Crackling crackling~"

"Let's go, let's go~"

"..."

The show continues.

During the music, a few melon-eating people with dull eyes felt that today's wind was a bit noisy, making people's hair messy, but they couldn't take care of it.

But what Conan, who was already in a daze, didn't notice.

At the far end of the road, a black Porsche is approaching.

"...Brother, will the rye come today?"

Hearing the question of vodka next to him, he was flipping through the gin in his hand on the income and expenditure statement of operating funds, and replied absently: "I don't know, I haven't..."

"squeak--!!"

The sudden slamming of the brakes made Gin almost miss the front window.

Fortunately, Gin has always been law-abiding, and his seat belt was fastened properly, so he didn't actually hit him, but before he got angry, he heard Vodka next to him shouted full of horror—"Big Brother!!"