Conan: Naruto

"It's nothing."

Xiaolan smiled happily.

At this time, the bus stopped at a certain bus stop again.

A middle-aged man wearing a white coat, semicircular sunglasses, a black beard surrounding his mouth, and a shaved head is located on the bluestone tiles under the platform canopy.

He stepped deeply into the open door at the front of the bus.

"actually."

Shitara Shigeyoshi held the handle of the purple umbrella with his left hand, and held the left hand with his right hand, supporting the umbrella on the iron floor between his spread legs. He opened his eyes and looked at Xiaolan kindly.

Shitara explained in an approachable manner:

"I was just about to visit your father."

"Should I entrust him with the task?"

Xiaolan looked at Shigeyoshi Shitara curiously.

At the same time, the middle-aged man sat down on the single seat behind the bus driver's seat with heavy steps.

"Because I couldn't explain clearly what I wanted to do on the phone."

Shitara Shigeyoshi looked straight ahead and explained in a deep voice:

“So it’s necessary to visit in person.”

"Oh."

Xiaolan folded her hands and held down the shopping bag, looked ahead at Suzuki Sonoko, who was still sleeping, and nodded incomprehensively.

"correct."

Shitara Chongyoshi looked at Xiaolan and asked in confusion:

"This bus hasn't arrived at the stop near Muromachi Hospital yet?"

"Murochi Hospital...let me take a look at it for you."

Xiaolan repeated the sentence subconsciously, stood up, held the shopping bag in her left hand, supported the top of the backrest of the seat in front of her with her right hand, and leaned forward slightly.

Xiaolan stared at the bus route map on the back of the bus driver's head. She released her right hand, sat back down, held the shopping bag with both hands, looked at Shitara Shigekichi, and quietly told:

"In four stops we'll reach Muromachi Hospital."

Xiaolan paused for a second, then said with a friendly smile:

"Mr. Shitara, the place where I got off the bus is a few stops behind Muromachi Hospital.

When the bus reaches the stop near Muromachi Hospital, I will remind you to get off. "

"That's really a big thank you."

Shitara Shigekichi nodded happily.

At this time, the middle-aged man looked back at Shitara calmly.

Xiaolan was keenly aware of the man's unusual behavior. She glanced at the man in confusion and didn't think much about it.

For a long time, the bus passed one stop after another.

"Xiaolan, Xiaolan!"

Suzuki Sonoko, who had a golden satchel hanging on her right shoulder, the shoulder strap diagonally across her chest, and the satchel pressed against her stomach, stood on the floor to the left of the seat to Xiaolan's left, facing Xiaoran.

Sonoko held the handle and tip of the green umbrella with her left hand to support the ground. She lowered her head and glanced at the two lavender shopping bags standing side by side on the seat in front of her.

She looked at Xiaolan with concern and urged jokingly:

"How long do you want to sleep? Get up quickly!"

With her body tilted to the right and her head resting on the window glass, Xiaolan opened her beautiful eyes drowsily as if she was in a big dream, staring blankly at the back of the seat in front of her without saying a word.

Seeing Xiaolan in a daze, Suzuki Sonoko reminded her angrily:

"The bus is very close to our destination!"

"Eh?"

Xiaolan regained consciousness slightly, straightened up, and looked at Suzuki Sonoko in surprise.

"It's nerve-wracking..."

Suzuki Sonoko held the top of the hook-shaped umbrella handle with her left hand. While lifting the umbrella, she placed her left fist on the left side of her waist and her right fist on the right side of her waist. She said in helpless distress:

"I remember I asked you to wake me up before I went to bed. Why is it the other way around now?"

"what?"

Xiaolan regained consciousness completely, put her hands on her legs, turned to look out the window, and confirmed with confusion:

"The bus we took didn't pass through Muromachi Hospital Station?"

"That platform has long passed."

Suzuki Sonoko put her right hand on her hip, put down the umbrella with her left hand, and supported the umbrella tip on the ground. She looked at Xiaolan with a slightly melancholy look.

"what?"

Xiaolan looked at Suzuki Sonoko in surprise and asked worriedly:

"Did that old gentleman get off at Muromachi Hospital Station?"

"what......?"

Suzuki Sonoko looked at Xiaolan cutely.

"That old gentleman!"

Xiaolan emphasized eagerly, turned to look at the seat back on the left front, recalled a little, then looked at Suzuki Sonoko, and elaborated hesitantly:

"I remember...his name was Mr. Shitara."

"Whose name is that...?"

Suzuki Sonoko leaned forward slightly, put her right hand behind her back, and looked at Xiaolan, who seemed to be sleepy, with slightly narrowed eyes.

Xiaolan explained anxiously:

"He was sitting next to me just now!"

"How could I possibly know that there is someone sitting next to you!"

Suzuki Sonoko turned to the left, bent her right elbow, raised her index finger to scratch her right forehead, held an umbrella in her left hand and placed it in the middle of her legs together, and closed her left eye.

She glanced at Xiaolan on the lower right with her right eye, and said frankly as if nothing had happened:

"Honestly, I've never seen the old gentleman you're talking about!"

"That's because Sonoko was sleeping just now!!"

Xiaolan looked at Lingzuki Sonoko with heartache.

Sonoko turned to the left again, put her right wrist against the right waist, held the umbrella with her left hand and placed it on the left side of her body, opened her left eye, looked back at Xiaolan, and complained angrily:

"In that case, don't ask me!"

Xiaolan was speechless and shook her head weakly.

Suzuki Sonoko looked helplessly ahead, avoiding Xiaolan's weak, pitiful and helpless gaze, and reminded worriedly:

"Is there a possibility...what you encountered before was all a dream."

"Dream..."

Xiaolan murmured, turned her head forward, looked down at the back of the seat, and whispered unconfidently:

"Could it be...I'm really dreaming..."

As Xiaolan talked, she gradually fell into long memories of what had happened before.

Half a minute later, the bus stopped at the platform.

Suzuki Sonoko stood at the back door of the bus, holding a shopping bag in her right hand and holding the umbrella handle and the tip of the umbrella on the ground with her left hand.

She took a step forward and stopped on the steps dedicated to getting off the car. She turned to look at Xiaolan who was standing behind the driver on the left, and shouted urgently:

"Little Lan!!"

On the other side, Xiaolan has a blue satchel hanging on her right shoulder, with the shoulder strap crossing her body diagonally. The satchel is attached to her left waist. She is holding a shopping bag in her right hand and holding the umbrella handle in her left hand, with the umbrella tip supporting the floor.

She looked at the middle-aged driver wearing a white uniform, dark blue tie, dark blue hat, holding the steering wheel with his right hand, and asked seriously:

"Excuse me...is there an old gentleman who got off at Muromachi Hospital Station?"

Xiaolan paused for a second and described seriously:

"He was holding a purple umbrella in his hand and wearing a gray peaked cap."