Conan, My Neighbor Kurosawa Jin

Imaguchi Koshin sat aside, drinking water, listening to their chat, and looking at the gauze on Wakada Kanori's eyes, Imaguchi Koshin hesitated for a while, and finally asked.

"Mr. Wakita, what happened to your eyes? Are you injured?" He was covered with white gauze. He didn't look like he was blind, but rather like he had just undergone surgery.

"Well, I had some eye problems a while ago and had a minor operation. Recently, my eyes can't see the light, so the doctor asked me to wear this eye patch." Wakada Kanesori touched the eye patch on his face and smiled. He said, "Because of this, I can only help with other things now, and I can't make sushi for the time being. When my eyes heal, I invite you to taste the sushi I made by myself."

"Definitely, definitely, I will definitely come over when the time comes. Your reasoning ability is really good, only lower than mine!" Mouri Kogoro laughed loudly, patted Wakida Kanonori on the shoulder, and looked at him with a smile. Seems like it’s too late.

It’s really a pleasure to chat with this person, and I feel like I’m a close friend!

"I have always admired Mr. Mori, especially your reasoning ability. The sleeping Kogoro is really amazing!" Wakada Kanori also smiled and complimented, and the two of them chatted with each other. are very happy.

Imaguchi Kokoro and Conan, who were sitting aside, were very bored. Seeing that they had already talked about social development from reasoning to how to identify blood stains to which pub had the best wine, Imaguchi Kokomo and the others finally couldn't sit still. , the key is that it is already very late now.

"Uncle, it's very late now, we should go back!" Conan tugged on Mouri Kogoro's sleeve, but Mouri Kogoro brushed it away.

Imaguchi looked at the time on his watch in his heart, and then looked at Wakida Kanori who had been standing here chatting with them.

"Mr. Mori, it's getting late now. We should leave. Mr. Wakita has something else to do here!" Imagochi finally interrupted the two of them when they stopped and said quickly.

"Ah, it's so late!" Mouri Kogoro heard what Imaguchi said and looked at the time on his phone, only to realize that they had been out for more than two hours.

"It seems that I have to leave today, brother Wakita. Let's talk next time when we have time. I live upstairs. Remember to look for me then!" Mouri Kogoro said as Conan pushed him out.

"Okay, then Mr. Mori will come again next time!" Wakita Kanori waved his hand and said enthusiastically.

"Mr. Wakida, goodbye!" Imaguchi nodded to Kanori Wakida, stood up and walked out the door.

"See you next time!" Wakida Kaneori said with a smile. Imaguchi glanced at Wakida Kanori in confusion, but found nothing, so he turned around and left.

Rum looked at Imaguchi's leaving figure, thinking about various things in his mind, and stood there in a daze for a while.

"Wakida, come and help, there will be more customers soon!" The clerk who was working saw Wakida Kanori standing next to the table and shouted.

"Here we come!" Wakita Kanonori was interrupted from his train of thought, turned around and went into the kitchen with a smile on his face to help.

……

After bidding farewell to Mouri Kogoro and the two of them, Imaguchi walked slowly home alone. As he walked, he thought about Wakida Kanori, whom he had just met. It’s been a long time since I’ve met such an interesting person. I feel like this uncle really likes me. It’s obviously the first time I’ve met him, but I feel like I’m in tune with him.

Why not go to Rice Flower Iroha Sushi Restaurant next time? I only ate ramen these two times. If I have a chance next time, why not try the sushi in the store?

……

Imaguchi held a burger in his hand and ate it as he walked, not forgetting to take a sip of Coke from time to time.

When he finished eating everything and almost arrived at school, he threw the garbage into the trash can nearby. Imaguchi wiped his mouth and walked into the classroom. It was still early in class and no one in the classroom had come yet. Complete.

"Good morning, Yuchun!"

"Morning, Yuri!"

"Did you write yesterday's homework? Lend it to me!"

"Which text does the teacher want to check to recite today?"

"If any of you have an extra pen, lend me one!"

The classroom was noisy. Imaguchi said hello and sat down in his seat. He took out the notes and textbooks he had made from his schoolbag and began to memorize them silently.

"Imaguchi, have you done your homework? Let me look at it!" A boy turned his head and looked at Imaguchi who was sitting in the back and reading a book.

"You're done, which one do you want?" Imaguchi asked as he put the homework he had done on the table.

"math!"

"Here, but don't write the same thing all the time!" Imaguchi handed the notebook to the other party and instructed.

"I know, Brother Imaguchi, you have helped me a lot!" The boy took the notebook and started copying it impatiently.

In response, Imaguchi just smiled.

When the school bell rang, the classroom had returned to silence. Imaguchi put aside the homework returned by the other party, and then listened to the class carefully.