The sun rises over Mt. Hakodate.

The fishing port at the foot of the mountain is full of fishing boats returning from fishing, and fishermen are unloading boxes full of fish one after another.

Opposite the bustling fishing port are warehouses. A man is staggering on the path between the warehouses.

The man in a western-style coat had disheveled hair and scars on his face. He held onto the wall and walked towards the port, barely breathing: "Help, help..."

The wall the man was holding onto was covered in blood, and his chest was cut with two cuts, horizontally and vertically, with blood dripping out.

At this moment, a truck came from the opposite side of the path.

“Help…Help!”

The man stretched out his hand with all his strength, but the fishermen on the truck did not notice him as the truck gradually went away.

The man stretched out his hands and fell under the electric pole.

Morning at the Old Hakodate District Guild Hall.

Conan, Baijiu and Kazuha came to this Western-style building built during the Meiji period.

The two first went to the service tent outside for consultation.

Baijiu asked politely, "Good morning! Um..." He looked around, "Has the contestant Hattori Heiji arrived?"

The receptionist checked the sign-in book, searching it up and down.

"Hmm...it seems like it hasn't come yet."

"Is that so..." He Ye was a little disappointed and walked into the union hall.

"Maybe he came in without signing in." Baijiu comforted He Ye.

Kazuha also guessed that Heiji might not have signed in and came in directly, but after searching for more than a while, he did not find Heiji here.

“…Really? Where did Heiji go?”

He Ye couldn't help but pout and sulked silently on the side.

Bathed in the sunlight pouring in from the corridor window, Baijiu replied as he walked: "He didn't return to the hotel last night."

Kazuha opened his hands, palms up, and said, "It's rare that the words 'Come cheer me up' come out of his mouth, and Kidd showed up."

"He ran away immediately! Really!" He Ye complained to Baijiu.

"Whoosh!!!"

From somewhere came the sound of a knife swinging.

"! This voice..."

He Ye ran over immediately, followed by Baijiu and Conan.

The sound came from the courtyard. He Ye ran through the corridor and rushed into the courtyard. He saw a man in a Taoist robe who had just put away his sword.

"Crack!"

Hearing the sound of the blade and scabbard colliding, the man frowned and looked at his palm.

"Heiji! What are you doing here?"

"what?"

The man turned his head in surprise, but he was not Heiji.

He looked a few years older than He Ye, with regular features and a majestic demeanor.

"Oh, sorry, I recognized the wrong person." He Ye apologized repeatedly and was about to turn around and leave, but He Ye stopped immediately.

“But you gave me some excellent voices.

"That sound? Was it the knife?

"Yes. It must be '桷鸣'." After saying that, He Ye stepped on the steps leading to the courtyard and jumped towards the man.

He raised his hands high and swung them down at the man.

"Whoosh!!!"

He Ye fell down while dubbing, but unfortunately he lost his balance and staggered a few steps before stopping.

"That sound was very loud, which proves that it was you swinging the knife. Very cool!"

Kazuha praised the man, but secretly thought in her heart: However, Heiji is still more handsome.

Thinking of this, He Ye smiled slightly and a blush appeared on her face.

"Teacher Yi Yu is gone."

"OK, all right."

He Ye climbed the steps, walked back to the corridor with Baijiu, and then trotted away.

The man who stayed in the courtyard watched He Ye leave, then looked down at the long sword at his waist.

The hall on the second floor is the venue for the Hakodate Kendo Tournament, where contestants from all over the country gather to prepare for the competition.

“Body——!!”

Souji Okita from Kyoto Izumishin High School picked up his opponent's bamboo sword and then quickly hit his opponent's body with the bamboo sword.

Although the action was clean and efficient, Okita was still somewhat dissatisfied.

"Boring, boring. I really can't get interested in a match without Hattori! It's so boring!"

Okita took off the towel wrapped around his head at the edge of the venue, and Kazuha and Baijiu happened to pass by him.

"Hey! You're not!"

"Oh! What a coincidence! Kazuha-chan!" Okita stood up and walked quickly towards Kazuha.

"It seems that Hattori hasn't arrived yet!"

"He disappeared this morning. Now we and Xiaolan and the others are looking for him separately."

Okita pointed to the elimination match schedule posted on the wall.

"Is he not going to play in tomorrow's team competition?

"I don't know either. Go ask Heiji."

At this moment, the microphone suddenly sounded, and He Ye and others turned their heads to look at the stage.

"Everyone, thank you for waiting. Mr. Fukjo Sei's special martial arts performance will begin now."

Before the emcee finished speaking, a man with a knife walked onto the stage.

He stood in the center of the stage and bowed to the audience. When they saw his face, He Ye exclaimed softly, "Ah!"

"That person is from this morning..."

The Fukushiro Sei on the stage was the handsome man that He Ye met in the courtyard in the morning.

"Holy! So handsome!"

"Luckily I'm here!"

The girls ran around the stage, and it seemed that they were all fans of Fukushiro Sei.

Surrounded by three wooden stakes, Sheng drew a long knife from his waist, closed his eyes and prepared himself.

A few seconds later, Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, swung his long knife and chopped down a wooden stake, then swung the knife and chopped down another wooden stake.

"what!!"

Sheng swung his knife hard and chopped down the last wooden stake at an angle.

The audience cheered in unison.

"sharp……"

He Ye couldn't help but admire it in a low voice.

After a successful performance, the Saint sheathed the sword. There was a "click" sound as the blade and the sheath collided.

Kazuha felt that the voice was a little strange and stared at the stage. Okita smiled and said, "What's wrong? Do you like that man?"

He Ye hurriedly denied: "No, no, not at all."

"really?"

"Really!!" He Ye retorted firmly.

"Okay. I'm leaving now, give Hattori my regards."

Just as Okita was about to leave, Sheng, who had just walked off the stage, said to Kazuha, "Um, you're the one with the pink bow..."

"Huh?" He Ye turned his head.

"Thank you in the morning," Saint said politely.

He Ye lowered his head: "Ah... I'm sorry! I think I disturbed your practice..."

Sheng was a little surprised, then smiled and said, "I guessed that you might watch my performance somewhere, so I performed with extra care."

"Huh?" Hearing the unexpected words, He Ye raised his head.

"I'm Fukujo Seiji from the Yawata University School of Medicine. What's yours?"

“I’m Toyama Kazuha from Kaikata Academy.

Sheng held out his hand: "He Ye... nice name, hello."

"Hello."

Kazuha also stretched out his hand and wanted to shake hands with the other party, but Okita suddenly stretched out his hand and held Sheng's hand tightly.

"I'm Okita Souji from Kyoto Izumishin High School!"

Sheng had a calm expression: "You are also a celebrity in the kendo world, I know you."

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