Conan: I won’t clean up my innocence after joining the organization

"Tanihara?"

"Tanihara."

This voice seemed to be right next to my ears, rendering the blurry person at this moment.

The girl looked at the man who was leaning on the railing and seemed to be looking towards the sea.

She lowered her head.

Where the person couldn't see him, his movements became much more cramped.

"I'm here, Matsuda-kun."

The salty and sweet sea breeze ruffled their black hair.

The colorful sky is filled with white birds circling from time to time.

"Gu Yuan, do you still remember the question I asked you before?"

He said without turning his head.

The profile of the face in the memory overlapped with his, and the girl nodded lightly.

"Yeah, I remember."

The voice seemed to be still at this moment.

The person in the memory looked at the sea like that.

And he looked at him.

'He should be leaving. '

This idea came to mind.

Just as he expected, the figure turned sideways, leaving only a familiar back.

Perhaps she had seen her back too much, which made the girl feel a little dazed for a moment.

Standing there quietly, watching the figure blur again.

She murmured.

"I like you."

The second her own voice sounded, Tanihara Ai's consciousness woke up.

Open your eyes.

Darkness without any light came into view.

Maybe the colors in the dream were so colorful that she forgot the black and white of reality.

The moment of confusion that flashed when I opened my eyes gradually dissipated as I got used to it.

[Host, good morning]

【?(?'?'?)?】

The system that always finds ways to make itself happy will always be the first to break the world.

The safe house, which is always full of people, lacks the people who turn on the lights for Tanihara Ai.

Adjusting to the darkness within her reach, she looked up.

The monitor that hadn't been turned on for a long time was gathering dust.

A message popped up on the phone.

After reading it, Tanihara Ai also left.

……

I woke up too early today.

When Ai Tanihara reached the place she wanted to reach, the surrounding street lights turned off, and the world in front of her eyes gradually became brighter.

The dew that comes with the morning sun gathers on the leaves.

The drops fell on Tanihara Ai's face.

She lowered her head and saw the wooden crow that had been deliberately placed on the tombstone.

Looking at the mark on the tombstone, it seems that some time has passed since Karasuma Renye's death.

And this has long been expected by many people.

"Really, I didn't even ask for a message, so it's easy for me to find him."

Tanihara Ai's words were full of complaints.

This old man, who is full of confusion about what he is pretending to be, has never been able to recognize his own age, and feels that he can turn back time again.

The result was that he, a guy who was obsessed with inheriting the family fortune, was in trouble.

If he can't hear you now, you won't be disrespecting the old man.

Tanihara Ai babbled and cursed for a long time.

He took out his handkerchief and casually wiped the tombstone in front of him. When he saw the wooden crow, he didn't pick it up for a while.

"You really like this wood."

Tanihara Ai curled her lips and took back the handkerchief.

The bottom of the crow, which I thought was just placed there randomly, was connected with glue, as if it was afraid that someone would take it away.

[Host, why did he make a tomb for himself here? 】

The system looked at the lonely tombstone in front of him, and for a moment he still couldn't recover.

No matter how it thought about it, it couldn't figure out why this old man who should be jailed appeared here.

I casually took an apple from another tombstone and placed it in front of Karasuma Renye's tombstone.

Tanihara Ai closed her eyes.

After opening her eyes again, she stood up.

"Maybe I'm too afraid of death."

People who have successfully reversed time no longer believe in death.

Growing older makes him afraid of death.

"Eternal life in this world will only be an illusion."

A symbol of destiny stopped turning in this quarrel.

And the will of heaven that controls all of this drives everyone on the chessboard towards their destined destiny.

Tanihara Ai glanced at the sky in front of her.

Just by looking at it, I felt subconsciously disgusted.

"The ridiculous will of heaven."

'It's just a pity...'

Tanihara Ai lowered her eyes.

She still couldn't deal with this guy who had tried to stop her from changing their fate several times.

In this world, she eventually became a pawn, contributing to its originally planned ending.

……

Prep room.

A curtain opened, and Miyamoto Yumi, who was waiting outside, saw the person in a wedding dress in front of her, her eyes flashed, and she screamed excitedly.

"Miwako!" She stepped forward quickly and rubbed Sato Miwako's face.

"You're so pretty."

That kid Takagi made a lot of money.

Thinking of the excited guy who was busy outside but kept busy, Yumi Miyamoto directly pulled up Miwako Sato and started filming.

"Okay Yumi," Sato Miwako smiled helplessly for a moment, "I haven't put on makeup yet."

If Miyamoto Yumi pulls her to take photos for a while longer, the makeup artist may have to wait even longer.

Sansan took back his hand.

Sitting in front of the mirror, Miwako Sato looked at the broken hair on her forehead and moved her hand to one side.

However, the hair in the front was too short and fell down again after she lowered her hands.

"How about we tie it up?" Miyamoto Yumi saw Sato Miwako's thoughts and came to her side.

Soon, she showed an expression that I had already understood, "After all, what if that guy Takagi suddenly wants to kiss his forehead?"

Sato Miwako's face turned red instantly, and she coughed lightly, "No."

"I just think it looks better this way."

Although she has long been accustomed to her previous hairstyle, on this day, she still wants to show her best side.

"Oh~ Really?" Miyamoto Yumi's voice was deliberately prolonged, but soon, she smiled.

"Then just let it be like this."

As a friend of Sato Miwako and the matchmaker who brought the two together, Miyamoto Yumi saw the person who finally wanted to dress up.

Looking at it, Miyamoto Yumi smiled slightly.

"Congratulations, Miwako."

The person sitting in front of the mirror also smiled, and there was a touch of softness on the face of the person who used to be sassy.

She spoke and responded softly.

"Thank you."