Mr. Fu Hei doesn't think so

Guzawa Kengo's distrust of Fuguro Megumi ended when he witnessed the opponent's strength with his own eyes.

The insight and reflex ability are astonishing, and the perception of spell power is also extremely sensitive. Not long after the new spell was quietly sent to Guzawa Kengo, Kei calmly and quickly pulled out the long hair from the shadow from the blind spot invisible to the client. Knife, the back slightly bent and the center of gravity moved down, the muscles that were not obvious tightened, and then contracted and stretched, and the series of movements after the shot were as smooth as flowing water, decisively expelling the attracted low-level curses one by one.

Then follow the breath to find the cursed object.

Probably around the second level of curse.

Hui held a small wooden carving that he found from a corner of the villa.

The person who designed all this should be a magician who has a lot of attainments in sealing. The other party seems to have imposed a strong but time-limited seal on the cursed object, allowing it to mix in with breathless [ordinary] items, and then expire after the time limit After that, the seal is automatically released.

Without the seal, the natural attraction of the cursed object to the curse will play a role, and the nearby curses will gather here.

Huiyou asked the client what he wanted to do with this thing, and after getting the reply of [just deal with it, don't let this thing get close to me anyway], Huiyou wrapped it with a bandage, and forced it to use magic power to do something he was not good at. seal.

The method of sealing was learned by a high school in the previous life. Although it is not as good as the natural sealing type of spells, if it is only about a second-level spell... Hui's current level, as long as it takes a little time, it can be done.

He quietly threw the re-sealed wooden carving into his shadow, blocking his breath.

Afterwards, the Guzawa family calmed down again.

It seems that Fuguro Megumi's efficiency in removing curses and his sensitivity to curses are much better than those of the previously hired curse masters. After being worried for a day, Guzawa Kengo soon relaxed because of Megumi's seriousness and responsibility.

The temper that could not calm down at all also began to agitate because of the disappearance of tension.

Sunday, eight thirty in the morning.

Sendai villa area.

"You said you were going out...?"

Fu Heihui frowned and looked at the man in front of him.

"Ah, I received an invitation letter for a new product launch event to be held in Sendai tonight. I am the eldest son of the Furusawa Foundation. I probably just sent the invitation letter to me because I heard that I came to Sendai. Right... After the press conference, there will be a banquet, of course I will go."

The client wears thick-rimmed glasses—it seems to be a magic tool that can see curses bought at a high price, and then puts a hat and mask on himself to cover his highly recognizable face, which is taken for granted:

"However, I don't have any suitable clothes for the banquet right now, and I don't have any suitable gifts for the meeting. Anyway, I'm already bored at home, so I just happened to go out for a stroll."

Fu Heihui: "But, you may be targeted again at any time..."

"It doesn't matter, right? Anyway, haven't you found out the new curse object? According to the past rules, there will be no next curse object for at least two days after it is found, so I am safe now, and more What's more, you're here."

The self-righteous man waved his hand and interrupted rudely before he finished speaking.

"Even if something happens to you, just protect me again as you did just now. Speaking of which, I'm the employer, right? It's my freedom to go wherever you want, as long as you do your job well."

Kengo Gusawa looked at the pretty boy with black hair and blue eyes still frowning in dissatisfaction, he wanted to say something in a bad tone, but he seemed a little scrupulous.

He finally clicked his tongue and said:

"Forget it, can I add money to you? 100 million, I will give you another 100 million separately, are you satisfied?"

The black market is full of desperadoes, filled with all kinds of mercenaries and curse masters. They do all kinds of work for money without any principle and bottom line. If they have money, they can compromise on everything. This is the consensus of most people.

Clients who are not short of money will say so, and they also recognize this.

Fu Heihui is a special case, and his character is obviously not suitable for the black market.

At least not suitable for such a person's security work.

Fu Heihui's face became more and more cold, he let out a breath, and patiently advised him to stay at home.

"Only two days at most. My partner will definitely get rid of the curser hiding in the dark. For the safety of yourself and others, please wait another two days. Attending the banquet at this time is simply putting yourself on the target. It's so conspicuous!"

What kind of banquet are you attending at this time!

Fu Heihui even wanted to pry open the opponent's head to see what the opponent was thinking.

Of course he wasn't worried about the safety of such a person.

The curse master hidden in the secret room used the method of placing a curse to kill people-although I don't know why he did it, after all, according to common sense, if the curse master wants to kill an ordinary person, it should be the best way to do it himself. Simple means.

Placing a curse object is troublesome and not necessarily effective. It also gives the target a chance to struggle and ask for help. Apart from being able to use the power of the curse to avoid leaving your own filth and concealing your own identity, it has no benefit at all.

But it's unreasonable, it's hard to imagine that the curse master would kill people in such a troublesome way because he cares about his identity being exposed.

After all, it is different from the curse born from negative emotions. As a rational magician, it is not impossible to deal with the filth left by oneself.

Fu Heihui didn't know exactly what the other party was thinking and why he did this, and he had no intention of exploring it at the moment.

At least so far, the most noteworthy point is that the curser's timing of placing the cursed object is just right every time.

This means that the other party has eyeliners who can monitor the actions of Kengo Guzawa.

And even if the cursed object is found and it is difficult to arrange the next one in a short time, but the consistent use of placing the cursed object to kill people does not mean that the other party will not make a move in person next time.

After all, the gap between magicians and ordinary people is so huge.

If Guzawa Kengo went to a place with a lot of traffic, in case of an attack, it would most likely cause additional casualties.

In fact, this kind of thing happened in Kyoto.

Although being targeted by the cursed master, Kengo Guzawa relied on someone to protect him, and he was safe and sound every time, so he still moved around without any psychological burden.

The secret curse master didn't care about the influence at all, and he laid traps in public places a lot, and even because of too many "accidents", it involved many ordinary people, which has already brought negative news to Kengo Guzawa and caused a lot of trouble. Attention of the conjuration world.

That's why I was sent to Sendai this time.

It is just to prevent this restless guy from staying in Kyoto to continue causing similar incidents and affecting the Guzawa Group that is developing in Kyoto.

But when Fu Heihui mentioned this point, the client raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly.

"Ah? Why are you bringing this up again? I have nothing to do with other people's lives, right? And it's not my fault either? You don't want to put the responsibility on me, do you?"

He has a look of incomprehension:

"If we have to talk about responsibility, it can only be the fault of the guy who tried to use the spell to attract those monsters to kill me. He attacked indiscriminately regardless of the occasion and caused others to be injured. I am just a victim. What responsibility do I have? "

"And it's reasonable for me to let you go out with me, right? Isn't that the purpose of inviting you! Have you ever seen someone hire a bodyguard, and the bodyguard has the right to prevent the employer from going out!?"

Gu Ze walked impatiently, "Okay, okay, I'll send you money now, do you have any objections?"

Guzawa Kengo took out his mobile phone, transferred the money to the third-party anonymous account provided by Kong Shiyu, and then proudly revealed the record, with an expression that he was sure that the other party would not refuse again.

That's probably how he treated his previous bodyguard.

Kengo Guzawa turned around without hesitation and walked quickly, without waiting for Fukui Hui to say anything, he took out the keys and got into the car with great interest, took off the pair of glasses that could see the curse and threw it on the co-pilot. Put on handsome sunglasses.

Fu Heihui, who couldn't drive a car because of his age, had to sit in the back row in order to keep up with the other party. He was silent for a while, then lowered his head and sent a text message to his dad with a blank expression.

...Can I beat him up?

For example, tie it up and lock it up until the matter is over.

Anyway, in the contract signed by the other party and Kong Shiyu, there were only two items, namely protecting the client's personal safety and getting rid of the curser, as well as the corresponding remuneration.

It doesn't matter how much you earn, the basic remuneration is enough anyway, this guy never dares to hang on to debts in the black market, and Fu Heihui doesn't need or want the other party's praise.

——It always feels uncomfortable to be praised by this kind of person.

But obviously, the father and son are obviously not of one mind in this regard.

[If you go out with him, you can earn extra money, so why not earn it? ]

Shi Er's reply, as always, was completely beyond Kei's expectations.

What if ordinary people are involved! ?

Fu Heihui angrily typed questions on the phone screen, then narrowed his eyes, as if even Shi Er dared to say the same thing as this trash client, he would drag him out through the shadow and beat him up.

[Didn't you say that the new round of curse objects have been cleaned up? ]

Shi Er sent a reply.

[Is it okay for a short time?Anyway, I'm making good progress here, and I've locked the target, and I won't let him send a new curse item, just stay away from me... Well, if it goes well, it can be done today. ]

Immediately behind is the positioning of Shirfa.

Already found someone?

Fu Heihui was stunned.

Is it a little too fast?

But that's Sher after all...that's the only thing that rotten person can be called a professional in this kind of thing.

When you think about it this way, it's not surprising that there is such an efficiency.

Fu Heihui exhaled, lowered his eyes and told the client the location and news.

"Oh? Have you found someone yet?"

This time, the client honestly avoided the location sent by Shi Er, perhaps because he heard the good news, his tone became a little lighter: "The efficiency is good, so let's celebrate it!"

Fu Heihui: "..."

The villa area is some distance away from the urban area, Gusawa Kengo suddenly became interested in something on the road, and started talking to Fuhei casually.

Ask about age, then origin, preferences...all kinds of weird questions.

Fu Heihui ignored them all indifferently.

After all, it is different from the missions when he was in the high school. In this life, he has no information provided by the auxiliary supervisors, and he does not know the background of the clients who hired them. He is completely acting out of money.

Therefore, after realizing that the other party was most likely not a good person, Fu Heihui's favor with him dropped to freezing point, and he barely maintained his superficial courtesy to his employer.

If you can't answer, don't answer.

However, Fu Hei's alienated and indifferent attitude seemed to have inadvertently angered the other party.

When he came to the commercial street, Fu Heihui somehow became the one carrying the bag.

The other party's reason is taken for granted:

"You won't let me carry it, will you? Don't be kidding, don't say that you are the bodyguard I hired. It is an obligation to listen to my arrangement. The most important thing is-when did I take something when I went out? This is on the street. , if someone takes a picture, I can't pose properly while carrying a bunch of things."

No, you did it on purpose.

Because he didn't dare to tear his skin openly, he used this method to retaliate.

Fu Hei thought indifferently.

Bags in hand include but are not limited to suits, red wine, belts, sunglasses, ties, watches...the heavy ones are deadly.

He couldn't put these things into his shadow in public on the street, and Fu Hei didn't want the other party to know the power of his shadow—the previous magic tools were all taken from the blind spot of the other party's sight, and he wouldn't answer when asked. Also let the other party guess.

Speaking of which, Guzawa Kengo is rather strange.

Obviously he has seen Fu Heihui's strength and knows the danger of the other party, but he will still inadvertently reveal a subtle attitude that makes Fu Hei feel uncomfortable in his words and deeds, but he can't tell what it is.

The pride of being superior?Contempt for people like them?

It's kind of like but it doesn't seem right.

Seems to be related to age.

Fu Heihui remembered that when the other party accosted him in the car, he glanced at him and immediately asked his age.

…Had a vague feeling of something unpleasant, but couldn’t figure it out for a while, Fu Heihui followed behind the client, while thinking with lowered eyelids, when he walked out of the commercial street full of luxury goods, he Suddenly, I found that my client was already more than ten meters away from me at some point.

He couldn't help frowning, and quickened his pace to catch up.

As a result, at the corner of the intersection ahead, he was caught off guard by a passerby who hurried past at an exaggerated speed and slammed into his shoulder.

The strength was so shocking that his shoulders felt sore.

I couldn't help but let go, and a few unsteady things fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Wow, sorry!"

Both sides staggered, opened the distance, the person who bumped into Fu Hei stopped in a hurry, squatted down hurriedly to pick up the fallen things.

"I'm really sorry!! You ran out of the corner suddenly and I didn't notice...Ah, I didn't mean to, I was in a hurry because I had something very important, are you okay? Where did you hit? Do you need to go to the hospital ?”

It's a young boy's voice in the period of voice change, slightly hoarse but obviously immature.

It seemed that he was really guilty, and his voice was trembling with nervousness and worry.

...Who the hell is that!

Such exaggerated strength and speed.

Is it really okay to run like this on the street! ?

"Hiss..." Rubbing his shoulders, Fu Heihui raised his head with a frown, and just about to open his mouth to say something, happened to meet the gaze of the pink-haired boy.

Fu Heihui was stunned, and his pupils constricted after a while.

For some unknown reason, the pink-haired boy also froze in place slightly. He let out a "hey" and stared at Fu Hei for a while, slowly revealing a somewhat confused and bewildered expression.

Knotweed...?Fu Heihui tensed his body, opened his eyes like a frightened cat, and muttered the other party's name in his heart.

This guy, why did he appear here! ?

Ah, right.

This is Sendai, the hometown of Polygonum cuspidatum itself, so it is not surprising to meet him.

However, the population of Sendai has exceeded 100 million, right?

This can be met, what kind of wonderful luck can realize this incredible probability?

In the strange atmosphere that suddenly became quiet, the boy with pink hair was the first to speak.

"Well, may I ask... where did we meet?" He hesitated for a while, and said abruptly.

"...?" Fu Hei was taken aback by the other party's question.

No, no?

They have never met each other in this life, and it is impossible for the other party to be reborn inexplicably like him.

He also seemed to realize how strange his question was, and after finishing speaking, Polygonum cuspidatum also reacted. He immediately waved his hands at a loss, showing a flustered and embarrassed smile.

"Sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pull a relationship to avoid responsibility, I just... No, I really feel like I've seen you somewhere."

The moment I saw those green eyes, an inexplicably red and black image flashed through my mind, and then my heart ached, but when I recalled it carefully, there was nothing, my mind was empty.

"never seen it."

Fu Heihui looked at him suspiciously for a while, but didn't see anything on the face full of confusion, and finally looked away neatly.

Deliberately put on a cold and impatient expression, and then snatched all kinds of shopping bags from the knotweed stick, he lowered his head, and hurried to pass by.

"Huh? No, that... wait a minute!"

The knotweed stick grasped the black-haired blue-eyed boy's wrist with a "snap", tugged it, and then let it go quickly.

He carefully looked at the other party's frowning eyebrows and expression full of impatience and alienation, but he didn't know why he didn't flinch at all because of it:

"...I want to say, why don't you check to see if anything has been broken first? Because the fall just now seemed to be not light, and what about your body? Are you okay? Sorry, because something happened on my side. Something happened, and I ran too fast because I was in a hurry...It should hurt at that speed, right?"

Knotweed, who was quite familiar with his physical abilities that were different from ordinary people, became more and more flustered as he talked. He blinked guiltily, and finally, under the indifferent expression of the black-haired blue-eyed boy, he closed his eyes nervously, and made a big bow with great sincerity:

"I'm really, really sorry! If I break something, I'll make it up!"

... Most of them are made of fabric. If we talk about fragile items, there are only red wine, watches, and sunglasses. Although I don’t know if they are damaged, the price of these items is absolutely unaffordable for the knotweed.

It's no wonder that Fu Heihui would check it on the spot, even if it was really broken, he would only say that it was not broken.

Fortunately, the client came to the front and didn't notice what was going on here.

"It's okay, there's no need." Fu Hei took a step back and said expressionlessly.

"Huh? But you haven't checked..."

"Crap."

Fu Hei pursed his lips and glared at him, "Don't you have something urgent to do? Hurry up, don't waste time here, I have my own things to do."

"Ah, sorry..."

Fu Heihui exhaled, pursed his lips and walked forward quickly. The knotweed didn't stop him this time, but just looked at the opponent's back without blinking. After the opponent ran almost ten meters away, he suddenly put his hands in the shape of a trumpet :

"Hi!! I'm Knotweed, Knotaba Yuhito, I go to school in West Middle School, if something breaks, please ask me to make up for it!!"

Compensation Compensation Compensation...

It was as if there was an echo in every ear.

—Shut up, you super idiot!

The stunned Fu Heihui staggered, took a deep breath, and followed the client without looking back, pretending not to know that the other party was talking to him.

"What is that kid talking about? What fell?" The client glanced back.

Fu Heihui: "...I don't know."

.

The only family member of Katsuobu Yuhito—his grandfather Katsuobu Wasuke accidentally fainted on the street and was taken to the nearest hospital by passers-by.

That's why the knotweed who received the call panicked and ran to the hospital address mentioned on the phone with all his strength, and accidentally bumped into someone.

Fortunately, the man was fine, and his grandfather woke up without incident.

"It's just hypoglycemia, no fuss!"

The energetic old man snorted after losing the glucose, "Why are you rushing here!? Since it's the weekend, go out and play with my friends, and don't hang out with me, an old man."

"I can't help it. It's normal to be frightened and overwhelmed by such a call all of a sudden!"

Knotweed pulled a chair and sat beside the old man. When the old man accused him of making a fuss, he puffed up his face in displeasure:

"I ran all the way here at full speed, and I accidentally bumped into someone. Fortunately, they forgave me very tolerantly."

"Are you sorry?"

"Of course?" Hu Zhang scratched his face, "Actually, I was still worried about whether he was injured, after all, I was running quite fast at that time, and that person looked a bit slender... He also knocked off the things in his hand, I don’t know if it was broken, it seems that there are more than clothes in it from the sound.”

and.

Knotweed would always involuntarily recall each other's green eyes.

And that handsome, but rather indifferent face.

...really familiar.

"Hey, Grandpa, have I ever seen a boy with black hair and green eyes before?"

Knotweed subconsciously asked his only family member, and gestured with his fingers in the air: "So tall, with very white skin, super long eyelashes, but a stinky expression."

"Huh? I haven't seen it."

"Is that so..."

Also.

He has a good memory, if he doesn't even remember himself, grandpa probably won't know either.

So it always feels weird.

After the infusion of glucose, Polygonum cuspidatum was kept in the hospital for observation for several hours, and was allowed to go home after confirming that there was nothing wrong. It was only because of their age that there was a certain risk of hypoglycemia coma. Before they left, they were seriously instructed by the doctor Precautions.

During the whole day, the pair of green eyes occupied the mind of Polygonum cuspidatum and went to bed early today.

He tried to sleep away the inexplicable emotion that had made him restless all day.

But I didn't expect that even the dream could not escape.

.

—Is it a dream?

Polygonum cuspidatum asked in a trance, but he was a little uncertain because of the too real scene.

The whole world seemed to be shrouded in a filthy atmosphere.

He looked down at his hand, which was a full circle bigger than he remembered, with many scars, and the nails were covered with blood and dirt.

The jacket was also tattered, and the strong body exposed was also covered with cuts and bruises.

[Are you all right?Knotweed? ]

Someone patted him on the shoulder, and he turned his head away, unable to see his face clearly, but a pair of green eyes were very focused.

The man was about the same height as him, about 20 years old, and he was also a little embarrassed. He looked at him worriedly, and then called his name.

[▇▇...] Knotweed heard that he also called out the name of the other party, it should be the name, right?However, the pronunciation cannot be recognized.

[are you tired?Sorry, we don't have time to rest...it's time to go. ] The other party pushed himself, [Don't stay in one place for too long, the pursuers on both sides will come soon...]

It seems to be fleeing.

Eh?Is it an escape script?

He didn't know what to say, but in fact he didn't have to think about anything, because this body that was a lot older than himself would automatically communicate with the person in front of him with a pair of beautiful green eyes.

It seems to be companions, the two of them acted together, were attacked by various monsters and humans on the road, and then cooperated to fight back.

Tired, hopeless, not knowing what to do.

This world seems to be a world already occupied by monsters.

Is the world in my dream so unscientific?I'm actually a chubby wanting to save the world?

Knotweed tilted his head in confusion.

But soon he found out that he was wrong.

This is not an adventure where you and your companions fight to save the world, but a desperate chapter in which the world has fallen.

The dream is broken and quite disconnected.

Sometimes he is hunted down by monsters, and sometimes he is hunted down by humans.

No, why was he hunted down by humans?

Knotweed's confusion has no answer.

All he knew was that the scene had changed again.

When he reacted, he seemed to be blocked by the green-eyed young man inexplicably.

I don't know what happened, what's the situation now?

In short, there are all kinds of non-human beings around him, and the one standing in front of him is the king of monsters with two faces and four hands.

Unimaginable pressure was exerted on the body, and cold sweat could not help but just stand, the heartbeat was beating crazily, and even the thinking began to shake.

[Wait a moment! ▇▇, I will fight with you—] Knotweed heard himself saying.

[You guy who survived so hard, be honest with me, since you are already weak like this, don't come to make trouble for me! ]

The man with a pair of green eyes pressed his head fiercely:

[No one can get away together! ▇▇ Leave it to me, it was because of me that he was resurrected in the first place... It's strange to say, I thought before that I would have a battle with ▇▇ sooner or later. ]

The leg bone was cracked, three ribs were broken, and there were many deep cuts on the body. The pale face of the green-eyed young man who couldn't see clearly showed a dignified expression, and the shadows under his feet were like flowing water. , devouring the blood that dripped from him.

But even so, the green-eyed youth still said without any hesitation in that hoarse voice:

[I will definitely get rid of all the curse spirits here. As long as ▇▇ is dead, the power of the curse spirits will be greatly weakened. By then, the pressure on humans will be much less——]

Polygonum cuspidatum heard himself growling: [How can you beat the fight in your current state!Leaving aside the injuries, your shikigami has almost been destroyed! ? ]

[Yes, the fewer shikigami I am, the stronger I will be...] The green-eyed young man replied, [Also, even if all shikigami are destroyed, it is enough for me to have a shadow. The shadow world is my home field, even if I cannot kill it , as long as he can no longer come out...]

[Wait a minute, ▇▇, what are you trying to do...?what will happen to you in the endwill you come back? ]

no answer.

Knotweed began to tremble when he heard his own voice: [Hey! ▇▇, you will survive! ? ]

no answer.

[Let me be in charge of the rear!After all, you don't need to save me anymore!Haven't you been talking?What if the person you saved kills another person—so you don't need to work hard for me anymore?I am no longer the kind of person you want to save! ]

Still no answer.

The green-eyed young man spat out blood, he gritted his teeth and made a gesture. At the moment when the shadows surged from the ground overwhelmingly, the shocking wounds on his body cracked more severely, and the smell of rust was so pungent that he became dizzy.

Knotweed was gripping his heart, he propped himself up and ran over, but in the next second he was violently thrown ten meters away by the shadow.

[Stop talking nonsense, you super idiot!You are no longer a container now, the separation from ▇▇ just now has brought you a heavy burden, and your state cannot be backed up, so run away quickly, knotweed! ! ]

The young man with green eyes shouted hoarsely, and the large shadow turned the reality upside down.

[... Before ▇▇ teacher comes back, you have to find a way to survive... Sorry, the real world is left to you. ]

The moment the words fell, they disappeared completely, and the shadows engulfed everything except the knotweed itself.He opened his eyes blankly on the spot, waiting, but never waited for that person to come back.

The green eyes were lost in the wave of shadows.

What will happen to the world inside the shadow?

Absolutely not a good thing.

The messy world, the keywords that cannot be heard at all, and the sense of powerlessness that almost makes people collapse and despair, are fragmented and spinning in his mind.

In the end, I don't know who uttered the scream.

Myself?

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In 2015, Sendai, 35:[-]pm.

The 12-year-old Knotaba Yuhito woke up suddenly from the bed, he hugged his head and hissed.

"Nightmare? Damn...the head hurts."

.

the same day.

five hours ago.

At 35:[-], the largest hotel in downtown Sendai.

A certain group booked the venue here and held a new product launch conference. It seemed to be a very breakthrough technology. They successfully invited many high-ranking people to participate, even including representatives of the three major groups of Suzuki, Akashi, and Atobe Japan.

After the press conference, there are important social links, so the banquet will last until twelve o'clock in the evening.

Sonoko Suzuki, the second daughter of the wealthy Suzuki family, came here with her father. She is only the daughter of the Suzuki family, one of the three major groups. Events, like this kind of press conference, she usually has no interest.

but--

"I heard that they also sent an invitation letter to Mr. Guzawa Kengo!"

The short brown-haired girl held her heart together, her eyes sparkled, and her face was full of anticipation: "I don't know if you will come?"

"Kengo Furusawa...is that popular movie star recently?"

As Yuanzi's close friend, Mao Lilan, who was invited by the second lady of the Suzuki family, recalled, "Will celebrities be invited to this kind of press conference?"

"No, generally not." Sonoko hummed and smiled, with one hand on his hip and slightly raised his head, "But Kengo-sama is not only a celebrity, but also the eldest son of the Guzawa family! So it's not surprising that he was given the invitation letter. "

"The Guzawa family?"

"A new group that has emerged in recent years."

A child in a blue suit next to Mao Lilan raised his head and interjected: "It started in the construction industry, and after the eldest son Kengo Furusawa joined the entertainment industry, he has now started to develop in various film and television industries such as the film industry."

"Conan, you kid really know a lot." Sonoko raised his eyebrows, bent over to look at him for a while, "Do you mean you like Lord Kengo too?"

"...I just saw it on TV."

Conan smiled dryly with his fish eyes hanging down, thinking that after all, that guy encountered too many [accidents] during this period, even the news about the Guzawa family was on the top list, he likes to pay attention to various No wonder the news detectives don't know.

"Anyway, Lan! You accompany me to find out if Lord Kengo has arrived. As for your words—"

Yuanzi turned his head and looked at a group of little ghosts because he invited Mao Lilan.

Conan Edogawa, who lives in Mori Ran's house, and Conan's classmates, four children who call themselves the Boy Detectives.

"Go and play by yourself. Anyway, you can eat whatever you want at the banquet, and there are also games for children. Just tell the waiter what you need. Remember not to cause trouble for others?"

Yuanzi waved his hands as he spoke, and led Mao Lilan happily towards the crowd.

"Wait a minute, Yuanzi, is it okay if no adults follow them?"

"It's okay, I've already asked the waiter to pay attention to them, and they're in the banquet hall, we can come over quickly if there's anything to do... Isn't your little devil very precocious? And they also have phones, it doesn't matter Yes!"

The two girls walked away together, and the remaining children looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Then can we go eat now!" The chubby Kojima Motota cheered and raised his hand.

"Huh? I want to go to the game hall!" Another member of the detective team, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, shook his head.

"But, it's rare to come to such a high-end hotel. Wouldn't it be a loss if you don't eat?"

"It seems to be right..."

"Then why don't you just eat something first, and go play after eating?" Conan was not very interested in either side, he felt that he was just here to take care of these children, "Anyway, it will be a long time before it ends."

The proposal was approved immediately.

Therefore, among this group of children, the only two "premature" beings who were too "precocious" - Haibara Ai and Edogawa Conan watched the other three children circle the exquisite meals on the banquet table like the parents.

"The cake in the middle is so beautiful..." Yoshida Ayumi stood on tiptoe, opened her eyes wide, and said brightly.

Mitsuhiko: "Ah, really, it looks delicious!"

Yuan Tai: "Then take one."

Mitsuhiko tried to get it, but the tiptoe was not long enough, "But it's so far... It's completely out of reach! Genta, you are relatively big, help Ayumi to hold it."

"Oh! Then let me do it."

The chubby boy immediately patted his chest, looking like he was wrapped around him.

However, his hands were not long enough, so he could barely grasp the cake knife, and then stepped forward vigorously.

"Hey, if you're not tall enough, ask the waiter to help... Yuanta!" Before Conan could finish speaking, Yuantai slipped on his foot, groaned, and rushed towards the long dining table.

——He was grabbed by the back of the collar with quick eyesight and hands.

The passing boy pulled up the child who almost fell onto the dining table and helped him stabilize. He looked up at the target of the group of children's competition, sighed, stepped forward, and took the fat boy's hand neatly. With the cake knife in his hand, he presented them with a small piece of cake and put it on a plate.

"If you can't get it, just tell the waiter. It was too dangerous just now, and there is a table knife on it."

The black-haired and blue-eyed boy bent down and spoke softly, then handed them the plate, tilted his head, and looked at the group of little children patiently with those green eyes, "Do you need anything else? "

"No need!" Ayumi stepped forward, reached out to take it, and then showed a bright smile: "Thank you, big brother."

"……Need not."