The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

Jumping out of the rotating tea cup play area, Kuju Fumino took the wave candy handed over by Miyoshi Asako, wiped her face that was sweating from laughing, and shook her hand with a smile. .

"Sister Mazi, why don't you come together?" She opened her big, round and bright eyes, and her drooping eye tails were exactly the same as those of Jiujiu Yuanyasu, which made her look particularly innocent, "Don't you like amusement parks? "

"...No." Miyoshi Asako tidied up her loosened hair and tried to smile, "I'm past the age of playing these things, and I finally came to the amusement park with my dad, so I'd better go with him. Wouldn’t it be more fun to play?”

"Then Sister Mazi won't be unhappy?" She smiled shyly at her. Jiujiu Fumino acquiesced to her statement, but still asked with concern, "You won't feel sad if you watch other people playing in the amusement park alone. ?"

At least, she used to feel sad and envious when she saw other children being led by their parents.

"Sister is an adult now, and she is here to play with you, isn't she?" Asako Miyoshi reached out and touched her cheek, "Go and play, be happy."

After these two hours of observation, she was convinced that this "Ninety-nine Yuan Kang" was most likely disguised by one of her senior brothers or a colleague who knew her master.

Although she is not sure who is the master who masters this vivid disguise technique, this kind of theory has always existed in the industry.

After she calmed down, she began to spend her birthday quietly with Fumino.

No matter what this guy wanted to do by pretending to be a master... at least he made Fumino have an unforgettable seventh birthday.

Seeing Kuju Fumino turn around and throw herself into the arms of the person waiting for her on the other side, and the two of them walked hand in hand towards the carousel, Miyoshi Asako tugged at the corner of her mouth, turned around silently, and was about to sit on a nearby bench. After a while, wait for them to finish this round of play.

After walking for a while, she finally found a half-empty bench, adjusted her dress, and sat down.

It was not too early at this time, the sun was slowly setting in the west, and some facilities in the amusement park could be seen in the distance gradually lighting up. The same was true for the carousel in front of her, reflecting the exquisite facilities like lamps made of colored glass. Generally, it stung her eyes.

She turned her eyes away as if to escape, and soon noticed the young boy sitting next to her.

This is a thin and tall young man, wearing a pure white shirt with only a small pattern on the collar. He is holding a palette with mixed paint in one hand, and the other hand is holding a paintbrush vertically. Close one eye and use the penholder as a crosshair, aiming at the merry-go-round in front of you.

A young painter came to the amusement park to sketch. Judging from the white washed jeans and starched shirt he was wearing, it seemed that he didn't have much money.

Although it is incompatible with the surrounding environment, it is still reasonable.

What really made Asako Miyoshi couldn't help but pay attention to it was the painting on the easel in front of him.

Although facing the brightly colored and dreamlike carousel, his canvas is a very impactful red and black picture, interspersed with some white and blue wave-like lines, as if made of The vortex formed by the paint makes people’s eyes unable to help but focus on it.

Miyoshi Asako endured it, glanced at the boy with smooth blue short hair, and still couldn't help but asked: "Did you draw this painting facing the carousel?"

If so, the image conveyed is a bit too abstract... Is this really a sketch at an amusement park? No, can this kind of painting be called life drawing?

The young man turned his head and glanced at her, as if answering her question, and then said as if the answer was wrong: "I named this painting "Desire", what do you think?"

"Uh..." Asako Miyoshi looked at the painting for a while, "This is a good name..."

I just can't quite tell what he is conveying.

However, these wild brushstrokes and lines... you can really feel the surging emotions in them.

If Tang Ze said it, it was full of emotion, it was all emotion without any skills.

In order to prevent Miyoshi Asako from continuing to focus on the painting, he cleared his throat and said to himself: "I am also very satisfied with it. This is the true form of desire that I have seen with my own eyes. , reminds me of my teacher.”

"Teacher?" Asako Miyoshi blinked and instinctively glanced at the merry-go-round that started.

Kujiu Yuanyasu, who was a bit fat, was holding Kujiu Fumino in front of him, holding on to the pole of the merry-go-round and looking at Fumino who was laughing.

"Well, the teacher who plagiarized my work, watched my mother die and took her legacy as his own, the teacher who adopted me for more than ten years and has raised me to this day." In a calm storytelling tone, Tang Ze summarized this story simply, "It's terrible, it's the ugly way of people being captured by desire."

Miyoshi Asako was stunned for a moment, then moved his gaze to the young man's face again.

"He is undoubtedly my enemy, but he is also undoubtedly my mentor. I got along with him day and night and was raised by him. He would praise me with a smile on my mother's greatness and hardships, but he would also smile and take possession of his students. A labor of love." Putting the brush in his hand on the easel, Tang Ze sat back slightly and said straightforwardly, "I have been worrying about this for a long time. It is really too complicated."

Miyoshi Asako's eyes slowly widened, and he undoubtedly heard too many implications from his narration.

"Including myself to this day, I still miss him occasionally." Tang Ze carefully put down the palette and continued to stare at the painting in front of him, as if he was not talking to anyone, and talked to himself, "But then, I finally found the answer."

"What answer?" Asako Miyoshi couldn't help but ask, even though he gradually realized that the guy in front of him was definitely implying something.

Even if this was some kind of trap to get her testimony, she admitted it... She also wanted to get an answer.

"It's very simple. This is human beings." Relaxing on the bench, Tang Ze raised his head and looked at the clear blue evening sky. He didn't know whether he was comforting or explaining, "This is human beings who can love and care." A teacher who steals the future of young people is a human being, and I am a human being who resents my enemies and misses the old man who raised me.”

Miyoshi Asako opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say and fell silent again.

"Human beings are like this. They are complex individuals with complicated and difficult to understand thoughts. Therefore, even if you are moved by a master who teaches you everything, it is not a shameful thing to have soft kindness towards the children of your enemies," said Here, Tang Ze raised his hands and gestured like a viewfinder, framing the brightly lit carousel in front of him, "Are you right?"

"...Who are you?" Miyoshi Asako said softly, "Did you create a story to educate me?"

"I, my name is Kitagawa Yusuke," he reached for the picture frame in front of him and stood up. Karasawa turned his head and stared at her with gray eyes, "I am just a painter who likes to observe human beings... and by the way, he is a Phantom Thief of Hearts. "

Yes, the essential reason for choosing this case is feeling, and I still support Kitagawa Yusuke.

So play it

Karasawa's P5 large-scale cos group is a little more complete