It's Reasonable to Have More Fake Identities in the Conan World, Right?

[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 583 It's Bertrand again.

Chapter 583 It's Bertrand again.

But Asa was a hands-off manager, and Behfinger was on vacation every day—no, he was taking leave every day—leaving Morita Yumeko to work herself to death.

When Behringer appeared there, she instinctively blurted out, "Hello, welcome."

Behrfinger blinked, raised his hand and waved at her, giving her an oddly polite smile, "Hi~"

Yumeko Morita paused for a moment, then her professional smile instantly turned warm. "Oh, it's you, Behrfinger."

"Aren't there a lot of customers today? Let me help out~"

Humming a tune, Behringer walked towards the customers who had just entered the store and were about to order. He skillfully wrote down their orders and then continued humming as he prepared the food.

They've been busy from now until the afternoon.

Then we chatted for a while during our free time.

Until the main characters appeared.

Behrfinger glanced at the doorway out of the corner of his eye, and his expression softened slightly.

He looked at the blonde girl who appeared behind the protagonist questioningly, "Why are you here? We agreed to each do our own thing."

Kuno Naya smiled back, "Coming here is what I'm here to do."

Behrfinger's crescent-shaped eyes: "..."

These exchanges all happened in an instant. The blue-haired youth stepped forward with a smile and said, "Hello."

"You've finally come to work?" Kuno Naya smiled and stepped forward, putting her arm around his neck, but actually secretly patted the little bat hidden on his shoulder.

X, who was inexplicably taken advantage of: "..."

Behringer shrugged, walked behind her, pressed her shoulder, and pushed her to an empty seat. "Okay, sit down, sit down. What would you like to drink? The usual?"

“Okay.” Behringer nodded at the youthful yet strikingly beautiful face, then turned to the group of children. “And what about you?”

"Me too! Thank you so much, Brother Behrfinger!"

Ayumi, Mitsuhiko, and Genta happily spoke to Bechfenger, then ran to their seats.

Conan and Ai Haibara exchanged a glance, then stepped forward and sat down with them. "Well...we'll be too, right?"

Behrfinger smiled and nodded, "Okay, then you wait a moment."

He turned around and went to make coffee.

He brought the coffee to their table, and Kuno Nayazuki pulled him to sit down with her.

Behrfinger looked bewildered: "What's wrong?"

Kuno Naya smiled and patted his head. "It's nothing, I just wanted to talk to you."

Blue-haired guy asked warily, "What are you talking about?"

Kuno Nayatsuki grabbed his hand, pulled off his gloves, and pointed to his frostbitten hand. "I noticed something was wrong with your hand earlier. Sure enough, it was true. Couldn't you have been a little more careful? Injuries can easily get infected if left untreated."

While scolding him, she took out some ointment and gently applied it to his wound.

Behffiner instinctively tried to pull his hand away, but was stopped by Kuno Naoyuki, so he shrank his neck.

Conan looked at his hand and suddenly thought of the pile of ice that Bertrand had taken back from the ice sculpture exhibition.

It's Petrancy again!

Noticing Conan's change in mood, Ai Haibara frowned slightly, then opened her hand again, but tightened her grip on the cup handle a little more.

Ayumi, standing nearby, cautiously asked, "Brother Behringer, what happened to your hand? Does it hurt a lot?"