Conan: Nakamura-kun is forced to be almighty

"what?"

"You are very good at changing the subject. We were obviously talking about your affairs, but unknowingly it turned into gossiping about me and Hagi."

Nakamura was extremely happy and sad, and scratched his head in embarrassment, "Haha...is there any?"

"Don't think that I will be taken away by you easily."

After getting out of the state of only thinking about Hagiwara, Matsuda's mind returned to clarity, "Tell me honestly why you said that."

Nakamura tried to play dumb, "What sentence? Don't you want to start a family?".

"What do you mean by 'people like me'?"

When saying this, Matsuda deliberately imitated Nakamura's expression.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Matsuda, you actually have such acting skills?"

Matsuda didn't want to retort as Nakamura wanted to. His expression was serious, "Don't think you can change the subject again. Just give me an honest explanation."

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Nakamura calmed down and said, "I just feel like I don't know how to run my life. I just let nature take its course with my work and choices, and live very blindly. Unlike you, who have your own goals and know your own direction of action." "

Matsuda looked strange, "Are you still bothered by this kind of thing?"

Nakamura originally thought that it would be difficult to talk, but maybe Matsuda was honest in front of him. At this moment, he thought it would be good to communicate with Matsuda.

He has many secrets hidden in his heart, no one tells them, and the pressure gradually accumulates, just like a taut string that will break sooner or later.

Nakamura pondered, and Matsuda spoke first.

"When I was in the police academy, I felt that you had to do everything by yourself and had no habit of asking for help from others. Not to mention the past time, you clearly have friends like us, but after several years, you still haven't learned to talk.

Being too good at hiding one's emotions, subjectively isolating oneself from the outside world and closing oneself off.

This kind of living situation makes it easier for you to get into trouble than ordinary people, and to see things from a narrower perspective. You have obviously tried hard to do a good job, but you have no confidence at all.

It is clear that the 25-year-old police officer has every right to be proud.

According to Hagi, Tanaka, who was transferred from his team to the search section, has quite a reputation.

Obviously, Yuta, you were promoted half a year earlier than him. I don't ask you to be a peacock with your tail open like him, but at least show some confidence. "

When Matsuda said the last part, he felt a bit like he hated iron.

Nakamura heard Matsuda's comments and found that his friend cared about and understood him far more than he thought.

Hearing the second half of the complaint, I couldn't help scratching my head and showing a somewhat embarrassed smile.

"I'm not used to being paid attention to. Tanaka-kun also participated in several interviews before he became famous."

"If he participates in the interview, you can go too. You've solved just as many cases as him."

Matsuda changed his posture and tapped his fingers on the table.

"Yuta, do you like your job in the Search Division?"

There was a bit of confusion in Nakamura's eyes. He had thought about this issue when Shinichi mentioned it yesterday.

At that time, he was very sure that he didn't like the job of a police officer. It was more of a habit. He had to complete the job for the sake of life and energy points.

Human thinking is always complex and changeable.

Seeing the container that Rikar mentioned about homeless people living in, Nakamura made the plan to buy a house for the first time, and he also became interested in decorating the house, so he asked Hagiwara for a guide to buying a house today.

In order to track down the prisoner, the intrusion surveillance noticed Shinichi's adoring eyes.

Racing against time to deal with the emergency bomb, Hagiwara drove at a fast speed, the wind blew his hair, and the rainbow that rose after the bomb fell into the water seemed to celebrate them.

Hagiwara showed a rare and flamboyant smile just after racing. He was different from his usual gentleness towards everyone and revealed his true nature.

The whole world seemed to have been cleansed, gently stroking away the little haze that had been cast in Nakamura's heart for many years, making him truly feel that time was passing.

No. 3 tracked down the bomber and used the identity of Tsukuyomi to do something a little out of the ordinary and out of line with his usual gentle character.

The bomber was sent to the police, and the police department happened to let him interrogate him. They gradually discovered the bomber's secrets and saw the bomber paralyzed on the ground like mud.

When he returned to the dormitory last night to check the details of energy point income, Nakamura's heart gradually settled.

[It turns out that what I do can really change the world. I am not useless. ]

Nakamura looked at Matsuda opposite him again. He was very relaxed at the moment, leaning over the table, poking the sports drink bottle with his finger so that it made a soft clang on the table.

Because he didn't have to go to work, he was wearing casual clothes, and the color combination had a shadow of Hagiwara.

It is completely different from the Matsuda seen in Nakamura's dream, who is all black, wearing sunglasses, and repelling people thousands of miles away.

Thinking of Hagiwara's little trouble, Nakamura smiled unconsciously.

Hagiwara's existence is the best proof of his hard work over the years.

He finally said, "I think... I will gradually like the job of a police officer."

Matsuda stopped playing with the bottle, raised his head, noticed Nakamura's smile, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised slightly.

"Really? That would be the best thing."

After pondering for a while, Matsuda added: "It feels like you have figured something out. I don't need to say anything more."

Nakamura nodded, confirming his guess, "Yes, I have to thank Jinpei."

Matsuda blinked, "This is the first time I heard you call me that."

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

A lot of information around him invaded his senses, and the whole world was open to him.

The sound of police sirens, the distant and vague chirping of birds, and the sounds of pedestrians talking downstairs reached my ears.

Many fragrances rushed into the nose, including cold plum blossoms, peach blossoms, pear blossoms, and primroses.

Unlike the dizziness that accompanied [Proficiency in Reasoning] at the time, Nakamura's heart seemed to be opened at this moment.

It made him want to shout and announce to everyone how happy he was.

Matsuda kept looking at Nakamura and reminded him at the right time, "There are many people resting in the dormitory of the police academy on weekends. It is somewhat immoral to yell and so on. But you can do whatever you want after you go out."

Nakamura's high emotions stagnated, "Why do you know?"

Matsuda curled his lips and said, "You can understand things at a glance, so don't underestimate me. It seems that I don't have to worry about you saying that again in the future."

At this moment, Nakamura also felt that those words were inappropriate and promised: "I won't say it again."

Matsuda raised his fist, "If you say it again next time, can I beat you?"

Nakamura pretended to shrink his neck and responded naturally, "Well...can I apply for mercy?"

Matsuda chuckled, "I'm just kidding you, it's already quite late. We should start looking at the house now."

"Let's go now."

Nakamura stood up and opened the door.

Matsuda didn't hesitate, "Are you still planning to buy a one-bedroom apartment?"

"Hmm... two bedrooms and one living room, right? It would be more convenient if you have friends over."

……

The sound faded away.

No. 3, who had been lying in the basket, stood up and patted his clothes in a humane manner.

"Nakamura-kun, grow up."