Conan: Nakamura-kun is forced to be almighty

Nakamura returned to the Metropolitan Police Department, with Gag No. 3 beside him. He quickly adjusted his mood and concentrated on his work.

In comparison, Tsukuyomi is much worse.

The surrounding environment is completely unfamiliar, and many common sense of life are unclear.

Because he caused such a big mess, he began to worry involuntarily that Nakamura, who was friendly to him, wouldn't want him.

If that really happens, Tsukuyomi will be completely alone in this world.

He has no family or friends, no place to stay, and naturally no home or money. Apart from the clothes on his body, he only wears a set of Kaito Kidd costumes purchased from the COS clothing store.

Tsukuyomi searched his pockets and pulled out a credit card, which contained the start-up capital given to him by Nakamura.

Tsukuyomi recalled the rain that healed tens of thousands of people, rubbed his credit card and put it in his pocket.

[Let’s find a place to rest for a while tonight and sort out usable memories. If Nakamura no longer needs me, I can finish helping him to repay the favor and then find a way to survive alone. ]

Tsukuyomi walked along the streets of Yoneka Town from 4th-chome to 3rd-chome.

There are many shops on the roadside, including clothing stores, pharmacies and clinics, restaurants, and coffee shops.

As the off-duty time approached, more and more people were walking on the street. Tsukuyomi walked among the crowd, listening to the chatter of pedestrians.

The prayers in his mind became more lively and lively, but Tsukuyomi was very calm at the moment.

No longer in the afternoon, I became irritable due to the noise from inside and outside, and eventually I lost control of my emotions and made the scene a mess.

The energy in his body was well behaved at the moment, and there was no sign of riot, allowing him to stay calm among the crowd.

If Tsukuyomi wants to live alone, the first trouble he needs to solve is to learn to control the energy in his body, or learn to block the non-stop prayers in his mind.

Once it continues, it may reach a dangerous situation where emotions can no longer be controlled and runaway.

[You can’t expect others to help clean up the mess forever. ]

There are several schools in Yoneka Town 3-chome, and Teitan Elementary School is one of them.

School for primary school students ends much earlier than the peak hours after get off work, and those who stay at this point are basically senior students participating in club activities, or students who need to be on duty and stay late until late.

The security guard in the primary school security room needs to change duties, and it happens to be the handover time.

Tsukuyomi was so musing that he didn't look at the road carefully, so by chance, he bumped into a chubby boy who rushed out of the school gate.

Caught off guard, Tsukuyomi was knocked back a few steps, and happened to come into close contact with the iron fence of the campus.

His head hit the iron fence with a loud bang, making his eyes dazzle with stars, his brain was in a state of confusion, and he was unable to regain consciousness.

"Big brother? Big brother? Are you okay? Where did you hit it? Does it hurt anywhere?"

"Genta, how are you? Are you injured?"

"Yantai! I told you to watch the road and stop running around. What should I do now? This big brother is completely injured!"

"I'm in pain too. My head hurts and my arms hurt."

"Ke...Conan, why don't we help our eldest brother up first?"

"You guys, don't move him yet! His head hit the iron fence and he's bleeding! In case of internal injuries, moving may cause secondary injuries."

"Then what should we do now? Xiao Ai, Conan, wuwuwu..."

"Anyway, I'm going to call an ambulance first. There happens to be a public phone opposite. You guys stay here and wait for me. Haiyuan, watch them and don't run around!"

"I know, go and come back quickly."

The sound of footsteps quickly faded away, followed by a cold girl's voice.

"Do you have a handkerchief? Yuantai, come here, I'll take care of your injuries first."

"Is this okay? Xiao Ai."

"Okay, Kojima-san, please don't move and let me take a look."

Tsukuyomi slowly recovered his hearing amid a series of conversations.

My head hurts and my back hurts terribly.

Tsukuyomi instinctively covered the back of his head and kept shouting: "It hurts, it hurts—"

"Big brother, you're awake."

It was obviously the voice of a little girl.

Tsukuyomi looked around and met the eyes of a little girl of about six or seven years old wearing a headband. Her eyes were red at the moment, as if she had just cried, but she looked surprised.

Tsukuyomi asked confusedly: "I...what's wrong?"

He wanted to get up, but when he moved he felt severe pain in his back, and dizziness followed.

"Don't move! Your body is seriously injured. We have called an ambulance and are waiting for the doctor to come and deal with it."

Tsukuyomi looked up and saw a little girl with short black curly hair. She seemed to be about the same age as the girl before, but her expression was so serious that she didn't look like a child at all.

Tsukuyomi blurted out without any warning: "Xiao Ai?"

The girl with short curly black hair was obviously taken aback, and her expression changed slightly.

The girl with the hairband asked doubtfully: "Xiao Ai? Big brother, are you asking for our names?"

Without waiting for Tsukuyomi to answer, she took the initiative to introduce her friends: "Brother, I am Yoshida Ayumi, you can call me Ayumi. This is my classmate Haibara Ai, and he is Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko. The one injured was Moto Kojima.”

Tsukuyomi followed the girl's introduction and looked at the children one by one. He found that these children all looked familiar. Although he couldn't remember their names, they were most likely children Nakamura knew.

Mitsukiyomi frowned and said nothing.

The freckled boy pushed the stocky boy, "Yantai, apologize to big brother quickly."

The chubby, stocky boy seemed heavy at first glance. Tsukuyomi finally recalled that something hit him hard while he was distracted, which made him unable to move at all.

The stocky boy covered his head, bowed his head and stepped forward: "I'm sorry, big brother, I shouldn't run so fast."

Tsukuyomi stayed there for a while, and the initial pain and dizziness subsided, and his condition improved a lot.

He noticed that there were blood stains on the arms and clothes of the stocky boy and a big bump on his head. He stopped trying to teach him a lesson and just said: "It is very dangerous to run on the road. You should pay attention to the road conditions next time. If an elderly person suffers such a collision, A trip to the hospital is indispensable.”

Kojima Mota was crestfallen: "Hey, I get it."

"I am back!"

A strange boy's voice sounded, "The ambulance will be here soon. How are Yuantai and the big brother? Have they regained consciousness?"

Even though Tsukuyomi was injured and sitting on the wall unable to move, his height allowed him to easily pass over several children and see the person standing at the back.

When he saw the child for the first time, Tsukuyomi froze on the spot.

Rubbing his eyes in disbelief, he looked at the newly arrived child again.

"Child, what is your name?"

"Conan, my name is Edogawa Conan."

Conan frowned. When he was a high school detective, he was often the center of attention. Since shrinking into a child, this situation has basically disappeared.

When adults see him as a child, they basically give him a cursory glance.

This man's assessment was frank and direct, as if he wanted to completely cut him open and analyze him.

"Brother, is there any dirt on my face?"

Tsukuyomi shook his head, he was just a little surprised to see such a soul for the first time.

Even though his mind is like a blank sheet of paper, Tsukuyomi understands that the fact that he can see souls must be completely kept secret.

Conan temporarily suppressed the confusion in his heart, "Brother, how do you feel physically? Can you move?"

Tsukuyomi tried to support himself on the ground, but his arms couldn't exert any strength at all, "It's not good."

Conan had no choice. No matter how many methods he tried, they couldn't overcome the fact that there were just a few children there, and it was impossible to move a tall man like Tsukuyomi with long legs.

"Then we can only wait for the ambulance. By the way, how is the injury on eldest brother's head? Is it still bleeding?"

Tsukuyomi reached out and touched the back of his head, his palms were wet.

When he took his hand back, he saw red blood all over his palm.

Tsukuyomi took a few deep breaths to suppress the annoyance rising from the bottom of his heart.

Several children exclaimed, cheering and gathered around: "Brother, does your headache hurt? The bleeding must be stopped immediately, but there is no handkerchief."

Haiyuan and Conan stopped several children a few steps away, "Don't squeeze past. If the situation is unknown, moving may cause secondary danger."

"The blood on Big Brother's hand is already in a semi-coagulated state, and his coagulation function is fine. We'd better not touch him until the ambulance comes," Haiyuan asked Conan, "Do you have a handkerchief? We'll give you all our handkerchiefs." Yuantai has been bandaged."

Conan took out a handkerchief and towel from his small schoolbag and checked into the detective agency. Xiaolan would prepare one for him while preparing it for herself.

It was much more refined than the three years he lived alone in the villa as Kudo Shinichi.

After simply wrapping it with a handkerchief and towel, Tsukuyomi smiled and thanked the children: "Thank you."

Kojima Moto Taiping was a brave kid in normal times. This recklessness caused Tsukuyomi to suffer a bloody head and bloodshed, and he suddenly felt a little guilty, "I'm sorry, big brother, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be hurt at all."

Tsukuyomi judged that Kojima Genta was sincerely apologizing, and became uncomfortable: "I was also wrong, and I shouldn't be in a daze when walking. As long as Kojima-kun won't be so reckless in the future, our injuries this time will be meaningful. .”

Moto Kojima was still in a low mood. He felt a little relieved when he saw Tsukuyomi's smile: "Thank you, big brother, I understand."