Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story

Summer festival.

It should be equivalent to the so-called festival.

The garden party of Didan High School was like a small summer festival.

But in terms of scale, it is 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 go to shrines to worship gods during the summer festival. In addition, the fireworks display that is always held during the summer festival is basically not in the urban area. The location of the mountain forest where the shrine is located is very appropriate in every aspect. .

Therefore, this place has become the first choice for travel.

It is also the place where various small businesses are most concentrated.

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

Ring roping, air guns, lottery, goldfish fishing, and various mini games.

"Follow closely, don't get lost."

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

"Uh-huh!"

The little girl didn't even look at Sano.

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

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

Just in case.

"promise."

Seeing the little girl's eyes lingering on the rock candy apple for the longest time, Sano couldn't figure out what this foodie was thinking, so he took one and threw it to her.

"Thank you uncle!"

The little girl started licking it with gleaming eyes.

...To be honest, the candied haws on a stick made from apples does look pretty good.

But it's not exactly true.

Or is the authentic hawthorn the most delicious? Strawberry is also good?

"Speaking of which, senior."

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

"Um?"

Sano was stunned for a moment and typed a question mark.

"Single kimono, what kind of kimono is it?"

Mao Lilan typed out a row of dots: "Is this the kind of yukata we are wearing?"

"bathrobe?"

Sano was completely confused... Isn't Mao Lilan wearing a kimono? Aren't a kimono and a yukata completely different? What the hell are these?

Later, Sano got some useless science.

The earlier kimono cannot be confused with the yukata.

But with the development of the times, people's minds have gradually loosened up, and the requirements in this regard are no longer so strict, so kimonos with simplified panels are required.

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

It is mainly worn during events such as summer festivals where the weather is relatively hot.

The one worn by the little girl is too formal.

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

Mao Lilan complained: "This is too incompetent."

"This is normal."

Suzuki Sonoko also joined the conversation while licking a rock candy apple: "After all, the price of a single kimono is relatively cheap. Wouldn't you be a fool not to make money if you have money?"

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

Sano glanced at the excited little girl and added, "Although I feel like she doesn't feel anything else except being happy."

"Ha ha……"

"Well, it's Black Mask's mask!"

In the eyes of a child, there is nothing but food and fun.

In addition to various games, toys are naturally the most prominent toys among the mobile vendors brought in by such activities.

It can only be a mask.

Hannya, Tengu, these are relatively normal, and then there are some masks specifically for children - such as the popular Masked Superman.

But there's something wrong with Black Mask.

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

Sano still felt strange at that time.

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

Although it is difficult for Black Mask to deal with such small things, it is also inconvenient.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst.

No bad guy would take such a risk of overturning just to make money.

Furthermore, even if the car does not overturn, the money earned one day will be hung on the street lamp the next day, which will not be a good experience.

The result was unexpected.

I actually encountered a bad thing here.

...There is a high probability that he is the kind of blind person who doesn't understand anything and is greedy for petty profits.

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

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

Not the old man or the old woman...the old man or the old woman may not know what the black mask is.

Little gangster?

Seeing the guy's smiling face while eating melon seeds, Zuo Ye snorted coldly.

It makes people uncomfortable.

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

"Hey, it's you guys."

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

"It's a rare event, come here and make some extra money."

Huang Mao rubbed the back of his head and said with a smile: "My position is over there, selling fried noodles... But the people here are actually our people. If you want to consume, I can make the decision and give you a call. 20% off!”

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

Sano interjected - I originally thought it was some blind bitch looking for death, but I didn't expect that it was one of my own family members who acted as a monster and earned my own money. This didn't seem to be a big problem.

But if you think about it carefully, something is wrong.

Perhaps in Huang Mao's eyes, Kurosawai is the acquaintance of Black Mask and Black Death.

It's okay to take advantage.

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

...It’s not easy to talk about it now. I’ll settle the score with this bitch later.

The next second, Sano's attention suddenly shifted.

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

The target group of masks is mostly children and young people.

The colors are naturally colorful and easy to attract attention.

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.

…It’s the smell of new equipment.

Sano glanced at the three Conan people next to him, thought for a while, and did not act rashly.

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

Returned to the mask stall.

"I want this one, how much does it cost?"

Sano asked, reaching for the mask.

After handing the money to the bad boy at the mask stall, Sano asked again: "Is there only one mask? Where did you get this mask?"

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

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

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

"...Ah, senior, you have finished using the toilet. Thank you for finding us so quickly."

"Well, if I had known earlier, I should have asked you to wait for me where you are."

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

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

After wandering around for a while, the little girl suddenly pulled Sano's sleeves wildly.

There was still a moment of slurred speech in his mouth, making unintelligible sounds.

Sano looked down in confusion.

I saw the little girl stuffing the whole apple into her mouth.

The mouths on both sides are bulging like balls.

...Is this because you want to show off your big mouth?

Sure enough, children are children, and they are really childish.

Sano felt speechless in his heart.

But he realized something was wrong in the next second.

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

Those idiots who stick light bulbs in their mouths.

"... Damn it, are you a fucking idiot?"

Sano, who was funny and angry, started to help the little girl pull up the apples again.

…

dusk.

Outside an abandoned building.

Ireland, wearing a hat and mask, was hiding in the corner and observing the surroundings.