[Fake Identities + No CP + Pure Gray + Clones + Original Organization + Frail Buff + Doesn't follow original cases but follows the main plot]
A well-known piano composer from Blue Star...
Chapter 252 He also craves it
The person who spoke was Xiaolan.
Her gaze shifted downwards to the suitcase the corgi was carrying, and she asked with some confusion, "Huh? Conan, what are you holding?"
"Oh, this is a thank-you gift from that Kuno Nayazuki-nee last time. She gave it to me and then left."
Conan struggled to lift the box up a bit.
"Huh?" Xiaolan reached out and took the box from his hand.
Chizuru blinked in confusion, looking at Conan with a questioning gaze.
Conan gave a simple explanation.
The three chatted as they walked into the house.
Conan looked up at Qianzhu curiously, "By the way, why did you come over, Qianzhu-nii?"
Qianzhu smiled gently and reached out to rub his head. "I came here because Uncle Mori said he wanted to eat the food I make."
Upon hearing this, Conan's eyes lit up. "Need any help? I can help!"
To be honest, he also craved the food Qianzhu made!
Qianzhu smiled slightly, tapping his head with her slender fingers. "No need, the child can just wait obediently outside."
Conan: ...
If Qianzhu hadn't known my identity, I almost would have believed you didn't do it on purpose.
Ran, who had placed the box on the table, glanced at Conan, then smiled at Chizuru and said, "Let me help."
Qianzhu glanced at Conan, who was completely unaware, and smiled slightly before entering the kitchen with Ran.
While washing the ingredients, Ran tentatively asked Chizuru, "Chizuru, do you know where Shinichi has been lately?"
Qianzhu chuckled softly, gently answering her while slicing the scallions on the cutting board into shreds, "Actually, no matter where he went, there must be a reason, right?"
Xiaolan slowed down her washing of the vegetables, responded softly, and then asked, "Qianzhu, do you think...something magical can happen in the world?"
"It's hard to say, but if you're unsure of the answer, why not try trusting your gut feeling?"
Qianzhu washed her hands and answered her question without any perfunctory attitude.
Xiaolan fell silent until dinner was almost ready. Then, a bright smile appeared on her face as she looked earnestly at Qianzhu. "Yes! Qianzhu, you're right!"
Qianzhu smiled and said, "Let's take the dishes out first."
Conan, engrossed in his meal, was completely unaware of Ran's strange behavior.
Qianzhu gave him a cryptic glance.
If Ran directly reveals Conan Edogawa's true identity, I wonder if this stubborn world consciousness will simply erase their memories?
I'm so curious.
After dinner, Qianzhu helped Xiaolan clear the dishes and clean the kitchen before returning to the living room.
Kogoro Mouri is holding a bottle of sake and pouring it into a glass.
Xiaolan: ……
"Ah, I was thinking of returning it to Miss Kuno..."
She sighed and rubbed her forehead, then looked at Qianzhu.
"Qianzhu, are you going back? Let me see you off."
"No need. You've been busy all day, so you should rest now. I can go back by myself." Qianzhu shook her head, gently patted her head, smiled tenderly, greeted Mouri and the other two, and politely declined Conan's offer to take him home before leaving the agency.
One person walked towards the direction of Qianye House.
The stars in the night sky flickered, and the crescent moon hung high but seemed somewhat dim.
Qianzhu tidied her wind-blown hair and tucked it behind her ear.