The head pillar also wants to be removed today

"So, why did you bring us to Osaka?" Conan squinted and looked at Hattori Heiji in front of him rather speechlessly.

"Don't tell me you just want to take us to Osaka."

This kind of reason only bluffed Mao Lilan and Yuan Shanheye, don't try to fool him.

"Hey, do you think I'm looking for you just for the case..." Hattori Heiji couldn't help but complain.

Conan ignored him, just folded his arms and stared at Hattori Heiji.

"...Okay." After a moment of stalemate with big eyes and small eyes, Hattori Heiji was the first to lose.

There was a strange blush on his face, and he began to speak hesitantly: "I actually want... to seek a marriage..."

Then learn from your friends by the way.

"Hey——" Edogawa Conan immediately showed a clear expression.

He leaned over to Hattori Heiji, and quietly smiled sarcastically: "Have you finally made up your mind to confess?"

"How, how is it possible!" Hattori Heiji quickly waved his hands and shook his head, repeatedly denying it.

"I'm just going to help others see it!"

"Right, that is it."

After he finished speaking, he nodded, showing no guilt, and didn't know whether the words were convincing Conan or himself.

Fortunately, his complexion is dark, otherwise, just his blushing face would have completely betrayed him.

"Then if that's the case, I don't care about you." Conan tilted his head and smiled teasingly.

"I wanted to tell you about confession precautions..."

"Wait, wait!" Hattori Heiji quickly grabbed Conan who was about to turn his head away, and laughed twice.

"For the sake of our friendship, you can help me."

No, it's not me who needs help.

Conan complained in his heart.

Rather than worshiping any god, he should pray that no accidents will happen again when this guy confesses.

"But by the way, what kind of shrine are you looking for? It's so mysterious."

Conan followed Hattori Heiji further and further away, the surrounding trees gradually became dense, and people's shadows gradually became thinner. Those who didn't know it thought what Hattori Heiji wanted to take him to do.

"It took me a lot of effort to find out." Speaking of this, Hattori Heiji regained his energy.

"This shrine is generally not open to outsiders, and it took me a long time to get the qualification to visit it."

"But according to those who have visited it, the gods here are very effective!"

Hattori Heiji was full of confidence, "So I will succeed this time."

Conan:  …

Conan: "Then...good luck."

Isn't this guy really cheated by others? !

"So which shrine are we going to?"

"Hmm..." Hattori Heiji stroked his chin and thought for a while.

"If I remember correctly, it should be Nonomiya Shrine."

Ok?

Edogawa Conan opened his eyes wide and stretched his neck forward.

Are there a few people over there?

Did you also visit the shrine?

He shouldn't be so interested in other tourists, but the backs of the two people in front of him seem familiar.

"Hey, Hattori, do you feel—"

He tugged at the corner of Hattori Heiji's clothes, motioning him to look forward.

Perhaps this is the so-called tacit understanding, the crimson-haired boy also turned his head at the same time, just in time to meet his eyes.

Then within a few seconds, the white-haired man seemed to have noticed them, and waved at them by the way.

Edogawa Conan froze all of a sudden.

"The Kagutsu god is enshrined in this shrine—what's the matter, Kudo?"

Sensing his little friend's stiffness, Hattori Heiji followed his gaze suspiciously.

"Do you know any of these people?"

"No... Ah, forget it."

Edogawa Conan.

Today is also difficult.

****

"Gojo-sensei, I remember that child is..." Tanjiro narrowed his eyes, and asked the strongest conjurer with some uncertainty.

"Well, it's the kid we met last time." Gojo Satoru nodded, "I remember it's called Conan?"

"I didn't expect you to remember Tanjirou."

"Because his smell is really special." Tanjiro touched his nose with some embarrassment.

"So I subconsciously remembered it."

"Hey—" Gojo Satoru drew out his tone without emotion, "What about me?"

"My smell should be very special to Tanjirou."

Tanjiro nodded heavily, not aware of another layer of flavor in the strongest words.

"Teacher Wutiao's smell is the most special."

"Even if it's only a little bit, I can tell it right away!"

Not knowing what made the white-haired conjurer happy with this sentence, Gojo Satoru gave Tanjirou a thumbs up.

"very good!"

On the other hand, Yoshino Junpei, who was standing on the sidelines, had minimized his presence as much as possible, absolutely not getting involved in the special atmosphere formed by these two people.

Yoshino Junpei: Although, have you forgotten that there is me next to you?

"Do you know them?" When several people in the high school were talking, Hattori Heiji just walked up to them with someone.

"Well, I met my two elder brothers in the Polo coffee shop before."

As he spoke, he handed the photos in the album to Hattori Heiji to look at.

"Here, this is a photo with this brother before."

"By the way, are you two still cosplaying today?"

"What do you think?" Gojo Gojo blinked at Conan, his blue pupils looming behind the sunglasses.

Edogawa Conan laughed twice, but didn't speak again.

I have to admit that the dress of these people this time is much more normal than the last time I saw them.

Especially Tanjiro, although the dark red pupils and the ghost lines on his face cannot be covered, but the clothes on his body are more full of the breath of modern life.

"Then, are you also here to visit this shrine?"

Returning the phone to Conan, Hattori Heiji asked casually.

"This shrine is generally not open to outsiders. Have you been robbing the places for a long time?"

"So it's not open to tourists." Yoshino Junpei whispered to Tanjiro.

"No wonder we haven't seen any other tourists for so long."

They thought it was Gojo Satoru who did something.

"Well, but it's not always closed to the outside world."

Gojo Satoru explained in more detail, "Because of the particularity of this shrine, tourists are generally only allowed to enter and pay homage to the god of fire when worshiping the god of fire."

"So why don't you wait until the Fire God Festival." Conan squinted at Hattori Heiji.

I don't even know how much thought went into it.

"How could I have waited so long!" Hattori Heiji retorted softly.

"Every year, the Vulcan Festival is at the end of the year, and there are so many people at that time, what if it doesn't work."

Only two or three months away...

Conan chuckled twice, ignoring a guy who has become a love idiot.

"Wait a minute." Gojo Satoru asked suddenly as if he had sensed something.

"Could you have come... to pray for marriage?"

"Ah, no!...Yes!" Heiji Hattori almost bit his tongue when he was caught off guard by this question.

He waved his hands hastily, and then nodded, making it unclear whether he said 'yes' or 'no'.

"Did you make a mistake somewhere?" Gojo Satoru's words hit Hattori Heiji hard like a bolt from the blue.

"Kagutsu is not in charge of marriage."

So, you are asking the wrong God.

Hattori Heiji:……

Hattori Heiji: ...Huh?

****

"Hey, there are people you know here." Conan laughed at Hattori Heiji in his heart, then turned his head and asked.

Hattori Heiji, who was deeply hit, was now in a depressed mood, and silently followed behind with his head downcast, without saying a word.

"It's a former friend." Gojo Satoru adjusted his sunglasses, "I helped them with some things before."

So this time, on the one hand, I am here to investigate, and on the other hand, it can be regarded as visiting old friends.

"That's it." Conan nodded.

"Who is it!" Suddenly there was a cold shout from the front, and a man in a priestess costume walked towards them aggressively.

She was still holding something that she didn't know whether it was a mop or a broom, and she was about to swing it on several people without saying a word.

"This is not a place where idlers can come in!"

"Get out!"

"Long time no see, Tennei." However, Gojo Satoru was unhurried, raised his hand to grab the thing in the witch's hand, and greeted him with ease.

"You seem to be in good spirits."

"Huh?" Riko Tennouchi paused, and her mind went blank for a moment.

She looked up and down the white-haired man in front of her, and finally her gaze rested on the faintly exposed blue eyes behind the sunglasses.

"It's Mr. Gojo!"

She suddenly remembered who this person was.

"Miss Riko!" Another person wearing a priestess costume also ran out in a hurry, looking anxious.

"Isn't this Mr. Gojo!" Kuroi Misato looked surprised when he first saw the tall white-haired man in front of Riko Tenuchi.

"Why are you here when you are free?"

"I heard that you have entered a high school. Are these all your students?"

"These two children are." Gojo Satoru embraced Tanjiro who was standing aside.

"As for the other two, they seem to be tourists who made an appointment before?"

"That's right." Riko Tenuchi nodded.

"Then I'll take these two to the main hall, Kuroi, please entertain Mr. Gojo first."

"That, sister." Conan tugged Riko Tenuchi's sleeve and asked in a low voice.

"How did you meet Mr. Gojo?"

"I'm a little curious." Conan scratched his hair and smiled embarrassedly, like a child who suddenly realized that he had asked some bad questions.

"If it's not convenient to tell me, it's okay for my sister not to tell me."

Riko Tennouchi shook her head, "It's nothing."

"Don't look like Mr. Wujo, he once saved my life."

"After that, he helped us deal with the follow-up and arranged us to this shrine."

"Kuroi and I are really grateful to Mr. Gojo."