At the awards ceremony.
As Kazuha held the championship trophy, and Yuzuru placed the champion's wreath on her head, the girl couldn't help but throw herself into his arms.
"Nan! I won!"
Yuzuru gently hugged her: "I know our little Kazuha can do it."
"My lord, I, Hongye, am willing to accept defeat in this bet."
Ooka Momiji approached unnoticed, gave an elegant bow—her demeanor exuding the air of a noblewoman—and said with a sly smile in her eyes, "From now on, please take care of me~"
Kazuha: "???"
What does this mean? Is this never going to end? Is she clinging to Nan?
The girl immediately jumped out of Yuzuru's arms, put her hands on her hips, and looked like a little lion with its fur standing on end. She said angrily, "Hey! What do you mean!"
Hongye blinked innocently: "It means exactly what it says~"
The original bet stipulated that whoever won the final championship would be the first choice for Yuzuru Hanyu's wife, and could pursue her without anyone else being allowed to interfere.
But this doesn't mean the losing side is eliminated.
Ooka Momiji played a word game.
Regardless of whether she wins or loses in the end, she has earned the right to enter.
This is why Ai and Ayako looked so helpless at the time; these naive girls had actually foolishly agreed to such an obviously unfair bet.
...
The competition has come to an end.
Police officers quickly arrived at Satsuki-do, took Chairman Achiba out of a private room to atone for his sins with his death, and found a cell phone next to him containing his confession.
The truth came out, and everything became clear.
Nagoro Shikao did not disappear because he was afraid of losing the match, but was killed the day before by Achiba, the chairman who was worried that his wife, Lady Satsuki, would lose.
To cover up the truth, Chairman Achiba orchestrated several recent bombings in Osaka and ruthlessly murdered several of Nagoro Shikao's former apprentices. In the end, with the help of an unknown, kind-hearted young man, he realized his mistakes.
Chairman Achiba knew that the crimes he had committed were unforgivable. In the end, filled with endless guilt and remorse, he chose to commit seppuku in this traditional way to apologize to the victims.
The news released by the police instantly caused a huge uproar online. Surprisingly, the vast majority of netizens did not focus on the crimes committed by Chairman Achiba.
Instead, they turned their attention to the Osaka Prefectural Police Chief, Hattori Heizo.
After all, even Chairman Achiba knows that if you make a mistake, you should atone with your death. How can you, the head of the department, just bow and apologize?
Netizens always love a good show and enjoy making things worse.
The news that Hattori Heizo was asked to promote Japanese traditions became a trending topic that very night.
Outside the Achiba Hall.
The beautiful girl in the exquisite kimono smoothed the hair behind her ear, her eyes gazing at Yuzuru Nanami, who was surrounded by a group of girls in the distance, and she couldn't help but lick her slightly dry red lips.
My husband is really tempting~
A hint of infatuation flickered in her eyes, and she unconsciously rubbed her two long, beautiful legs together, suppressing a certain impulse within her.
"Iori, make the arrangements. I want to transfer to a school in Tokyo."
"Yes, Miss."
The butler, Iori Muga, who was following behind with his head down, agreed.
Ooka Momiji crossed her arms in front of her chest, a gesture that accentuated the beautiful curve of her ample breasts, the envy of countless women.
In her hand, she was also holding two song cards.
One of the inscriptions reads: "The wind is fierce and the waves are surging, splashing and crashing against the mountain rocks. I look back with regret, though my heart is devoted to you."
It's Kazuha's signature move.
The other inscription reads, "The peaks are ablaze with red leaves, a magnificent sight on Xiaocang Mountain. May you have the heart to respectfully welcome the Emperor's arrival."
It's her own specialty.
Every word symbolizes her burning love for her husband.
Koyoko won the competition, but Ooka Momiji didn't lose either.
Kazuha saved her trump card for last, which resulted in both her own and Momiji's trump cards being snatched away by Momiji.
Since Little Leaf likes it—first come, first served.
Then she'll start a wave—the descendants will follow, the ancestors will arrive.
...
On the other side, Heiji Hattori and Conan, the two great detectives, were still completely bewildered as they looked at the last words left by Chairman Achiba.
"Hattori, I don't think the truth is that simple!"
"I think so too."
Hattori Heiji frowned, looking at the crowd in the distance, and said, "This confession seems reasonable, but it feels a bit too easy. Will Chairman Achiba really confess everything so easily?"
Conan's eyes behind his glasses gleamed sharply. "Moreover, the details of those bombings, and the cause and effect of Nagoro Shikao's death, all seem to hide even deeper secrets."
The two exchanged a glance, both seeing suspicion in each other's eyes.
Based on the clues they uncovered, the subsequent bombing was indeed the work of Chairman Achiba, but it was hard to say who killed Nagoro Shikao.
They suspected that Lady Satsuki was the real culprit.
Chairman Achiba was simply taking all the blame for the other party.
"No, we can't just let it go like this!"
Hattori Heiji gritted his teeth and said indignantly, "It must have been Hanyu Nan that did it again. He was the only one at Satsuki-do at the time."
Conan nodded silently, about to say something, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the crowd at the entrance of the clubhouse.
He squinted instinctively, trying to make out who it was. "Hmm? I think I see my mom?"
"You must be mistaken. Isn't your mom busy with her comeback in the entertainment industry in Tokyo...?" Hattori Heiji followed Conan's gaze, but before he could finish speaking, his face immediately darkened.
He didn't see Conan's mother, but he saw his own mother.
Ikeba Shizuka, carrying a folding fan, was talking to a girl holding a championship trophy, her face full of smiles, with Hanyu Nan standing next to her.
It's as if they're the only family.
Conan also noticed this scene, and his lips twitched.
He sighed inwardly, suddenly feeling sorry for Hattori. His mother and childhood friend had both been "tricked" into becoming close by that guy, Yuzuru. Fortunately, although his mother was sometimes a bit eccentric and liked to cause trouble, at least she wasn't bewitched by Yuzuru.
As for the figure he had just seen, Conan shook his head, thinking that he must have been mistaken.
My mom is probably at home right now preparing for her comeback.
Thinking of this, Conan mentally berated his mother, who, at her advanced age, was still thinking about making a comeback in the entertainment industry and fantasizing about her past as an international film queen.
Times have changed; it's not that easy anymore.
Conan sighed helplessly, patted his best friend who was about to explode with anger, and comforted him, "Let's go, let's investigate Satsuki-do first and see if there are any clues. Let's figure out the case first, and we can talk about other things later."
Heiji Hattori took a deep breath, suppressing his displeasure, and walked towards Satsuki-do with Conan.
With the case at hand, the two large steamed eggs were immediately forgotten.
If Mom is gone, Dad can find someone else, but if the case is lost, it's truly gone!
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