Conan: Naruto

"Um......"

Kudo Shinichi, who was standing on the right side of Dongfang Haoyue, pondered for a moment, looked back at the misty forest, turned to look at Haoyue, and joked with a smile:

"The water mist outside is exactly the same as the water mist created by Haoyue~"

"Haoyue's water mist?"

Yoshida Ayumi was stunned for a moment, looked at Kudo Shinichi with confusion, and asked curiously:

"On the way to the Mihua Theater last time, didn't Mitsuhiko say... Conan and Haoyue often used Dr. Agasa's water mist machine to block our sight before escaping?

Why has it turned into the mist created by Haoyue now? "

"Forehead......"

Kudo Shinichi looked stunned, pretending to be calm and looked at Yoshida Ayumi, and calmly said:

"What I mean is...the water mist outside is exactly the same as the water mist Haoyue uses the machine to create."

"Uh-huh!"

Dongfang Haoyue folded her hands in front of her body, looked at Yoshida Ayumi with a smile, and added cheerfully:

"Conan is like this. He always likes to omit key points when he speaks!"

"That being said, it's really true!"

Yoshida Ayumi's doubts disappeared.

She stood in the middle in front of Dongfang Haoyue and Kudou Shinichi, interlocked her fingers on her chest, closed her palms, looked at Haoyue and Shinichi delicately, smiled sweetly and said:

"Sometimes, Conan is like a crooked Riddler, which often makes me confused."

"I am sorry......"

The corner of Kudo Shinichi's mouth twitched slightly, he looked back and forth at the cute and cute Yoshida Ayumi and Dongfang Haoyue who was covering his mouth and snickering, and complained in a pretense of apology:

"I am the crooked Riddler...!"

"puff."

Dongfang Haoyue couldn't hold back any longer.

He put his hands on his hips, looked up to the sky and laughed unscrupulously:

"Ayumi finally said what I wanted to say, hahahahaha!!!!"

"Hahaha~"

Ayumi Yoshida folded her hands and hid her red lips, smiling happily with a crescent moon.

Three parallel black lines rose up on Kudo Shinichi's forehead. He looked at Dongfang Haoyue with a melancholy face, and said with extreme melancholy:

"It's so nerve-wracking...!"

During this period.

“I’m so full!”

Moto Kojima walked into the living room from the door, covered his stomach with his hands, looked up at the ceiling, and said happily:

"I don't even want to move~!"

"Everyone."

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya followed Genta Kojima to the left, glanced at the children who were already in the house and who had just entered the living room, and arranged with an easy-going smile:

"We will rest for three to 10 minutes before continuing to practice."

"what?"

Moto Kojima held his head in his hands, looked at Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya in collapse, and confirmed with an explosive attitude:

“We still have to practice???”

Kojima Mota jumped in front of Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, desperately and helplessly grabbed the helpless Mitsuhiko's shoulders, and begged with a sigh:

"Misuhiko, please let us go...!"

"Yanta..."

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya looked at Genta Kojima helplessly, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"Yuantai."

Hajime Kaifu stood behind Kojima Genta's left, looked at Genta gently, and said seductively like a spring breeze:

"I have carefully prepared a midnight snack after training. You must practice hard."

"Ah, great!!!"

Moto Kojima turned around 180 degrees in excitement, looked at Hajime Kaifu excitedly, and urged impatiently:

"I am willing to continue practicing, everyone, hurry up and start!!"

"That won't work."

Hajime Kaifu waved his hand warmly and explained solemnly:

"The other children also want to rest for half an hour."

"Hahaha~~~"

The children looked at Moto Kojima happily and smiled warmly.

Half an hour later, the night was dark.

"Conan, Haoyue, Ayumi, Genta!"

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya walked down the wooden stairs from the living room to the second floor.

He hurriedly stopped on the tatami at the bottom of the steps, looked uneasily at the group of four primary school students gathered around a rectangular wooden table three meters in front of him, and confirmed worriedly:

"Have you seen Kaifu-sensei?"

"What's wrong, Mr. Kaifu?"

Dongfang Haoyue sat on a round solid wooden chair, resting his hands on his legs together, looking at Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya in confusion.

Ayumi Yoshida sat in front of Kudo Shinichi on the right side of Haoyue, turned to the right, pulled the edge of the table with both hands, looked at Mitsuhiko in surprise, and guessed gently:

"Is Kaifu-sensei missing?"

"It's strange."

Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko stepped towards Yoshida Ayumi, his left elbow bent across his chest, his right hand supported his left wrist, and his chin was supported by the tiger's mouth, hesitantly said:

"It was obviously time for practice, but he disappeared..."

"Hearing you say that..."

Genta Kojima sat in front of Yoshida Ayumi to the right, folding his hands on the table, looking at Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya in surprise, and then said in surprise:

"The children from Yoneka Town [-]-chome who came to rehearse with us also disappeared without a trace."

"The two kids over there."

Kudo Shinichi sat on a round chair with his hands on his spread legs. He turned to look at the two children sitting opposite each other and playing cards not far to the right, and asked seriously:

"Have you seen Mr. Kaibe and the other children?"

"Nope."

The two children stopped playing cards and looked at Kudou Shinichi in a friendly manner.

"I......"

Ayumi Yoshida jumped off the round chair, rushed anxiously towards the shorter wooden cabinet far to the right, leaning against the glass window, where dolls were neatly placed, and said anxiously:

"I have a bad feeling...!"

"So..."

Dongfang Haoyue was startled, and decisively opened the system panel and found that the energy points were rising rapidly. His expression suddenly changed, and he guessed with a solemn expression:

"They could be really in trouble."

"Haoyue."

Kudo Shinichi looked solemn.

Upholding his trust in Dongfang Haoyue, he dragged Haoyue out of the round chair without hesitation and ran straight to Yoshida Ayumi.

At the same time, Ayumi stopped in front of the wooden cabinet, looked nervously at the top of the wooden cabinet, and suddenly realized that the number of puppets had decreased significantly, and described uneasily:

"The puppets... the puppets have disappeared... all the puppets of the children in Sanchome have disappeared..."

"Not good..."

Dongfang Haoyue stood on the right side of Yoshida Ayumi, looking at the puppet with a solemn expression, and guessed solemnly:

"They probably met the bad guys."

As Dongfang Haoyue spoke, he made a heavy judgment in his heart:

"Although so far, we have not encountered a murder case in which a child was brutally murdered around us, we have only encountered a murder case in which a child died tragically in the past, but...

No one can tell...whether today's plot will face a tragic ending with children being brutally murdered.

Even if the screenwriter of Detective Conan didn't write a tragic ending, if I, who shouldn't have appeared in the world of Conan, triggered a butterfly effect and put everyone in danger..."

Dongfang Haoyue, who was immersed in pessimism, had not yet finished his thoughts, and his thoughts of self-blame were interrupted.

"Haoyue."

Kudo Shinichi was confused.

He was looking at the puppet in a low voice, but he deeply resonated with Dongfang Haoyue's inner thoughts. He held Haoyue's little hand without hesitation, looked at Haoyue tenderly, and swore softly and unswervingly:

"This is not Haoyue's fault.

Even if it is, it’s my responsibility! "