Transmigrating into Detective Conan, I Pull Prince of Tennis Princes into the Black Organization

[Protagonist is a Bad Guy + Overpowered + Black Organization Heir (Pure Villain) + Follower of Yukimura's Cult + Persecuting/Corrupting Detective Conan's Good Side + Leaning Towards Ensembl...

Chapter 110 Miyano loses his father (1/2)

"In fact, I have a wisp of spiritual consciousness fighting the devil in the magic world. As long as I defeat the devil, I can save the princess and get the title of warrior." Karasuma Gaki looked up at Kirihara and said with a smile,

"Last time, I was not good enough in my training and was accidentally injured by the Demon King. Fortunately, I ran fast! Although I was injured this time, I ran faster than last time! This shows that I am improving quickly. I will be able to defeat the Demon King soon."

"Really...really? What does the devil look like? Does he have two horns on his head? Does he look very fierce?" Kirihara, who still believes that there is Santa Claus in the world, looked at Karasuma Gaki with his big, sparkling eyes.

"He has no horns, has small fangs, looks like an elementary school student, is very short, has a flat chest, but is extremely powerful." He made it up. He wouldn't be able to survive a single move from the Demon Prince, right?

"Flat... flat chest?" Liu caught the key word, although he knew that Agaki was lying to Kirihara, "Is the Demon King a woman?"

"Look at you, you're stereotyping me. Demon kings are always female."

"Then why did she capture the princess?" Ren Wang also joined the discussion.

"The princess is the leader of the elves and also the Holy Father. The elves are the cancer of the magic world, so the devil captured him and wanted to imprison him. Although they are evil and bad guys, who told me that my mission to pass the level is to save the princess?"

"The princess is a man?! Is this my stereotype?" Sanada couldn't help but speak, his tone full of doubt.

"How can you help the evil! The devil is the good guy!" Bunta was drawn into the story told by Uesugi Uesugi.

"Don't worry! After I get the title, I will kill the princess with my own hands!" You have to make up your own story. Why did Bunta take him seriously when he was just telling a story?

"I will carry the princess's head and go to explain to the devil king, and use it as a betrothal gift to marry the devil's granddaughter, and then I will reach the peak of my life! Hahahahahahahahaha" Karasuma Gaki started laughing.

"? You're not even an adult yet! What are you thinking about?" Niou opened his mouth to break Karasuma Gaki's fantasy. This kid has messed up his brain by making up stories.

"Haha, what does the devil's granddaughter look like?" Yukimura asked with a smile.

"Long pure white hair, pure white skin, and a beautiful face like a god. She has three braids and possesses various special skills..."

"So you like this type of girl."

“…No, I just made it up…”

"What?! Was everything you just said a lie?!" Kirihara Akaya, who was immersed in admiration, stopped even calling out the honorific when he heard the bad news.

“Hahahahahaha.”

"What a mean person! Senior Kaki!" Kirihara complained with a pout. He had already pictured the image of the demon king and the cool fight scene in his mind!

In the other ward, after Shirley woke up, medical staff found her. She was in a separate ward. After all, she was struck by lightning. They all saved her!

This is a good example of promoting the hospital! How can we put him in a crowded ordinary ward for observation?

They specially upgraded her to a VIP ward, without charging her any extra money, to make it easier to observe her condition.

Several doctors surrounded Shirley and asked, "Little girl, are you feeling unwell?"

Miyano Shiho sat up and looked at the people in white coats surrounding her in confusion. What were they talking about? Why was she here? Wasn't she studying abroad in America? Where was this place?

"Little girl?" Seeing that she didn't respond, he waved his hand in front of her eyes, "Can you hear me? Can you speak?"

Is this child dumb? How pitiful.

Miyano Shiho looked up in bewilderment. The people in front of her were speaking Neon. Was this Neon Country? "How could this be?"

She had no idea what was going on. She only remembered that she was still in elementary school in America. She was smart and was already in the sixth grade at the age of seven.

She has a cold personality and is not surrounded by people of the same age, so she usually stays alone when going to and from school and eating.

The organization rented a house for her outside and hired several people to take care of her life and ensure that she could devote herself to her studies.

Every month the organization would transfer a large sum of money into her account for her living expenses. The organization would also help her pay her tuition. Sometimes, her sister would be brought to America by people from the organization to be with her.