"I won't leave! I won't leave!"
Conan grabbed Sakaki Makoto's sleeve and stretched him across the air like a suspension bridge:
"Rannai-chan I want to stay and play!"
"Have you finished your homework?"
"It's done!"
"Do you write in your daily diary?"
"I can finish that kind of thing in 10 minutes!"
Conan stared and said:
"Besides, how can a good child keep a diary? Is what he writes in the diary the truth?"
Mao Lilan was stunned by the question for a moment, smiled apologetically at Sakaki Makoto, and said:
"Then please take care of Conan for a while. My father and I are going to attend the art exhibition held by the Sonoko family tonight. I'm afraid we will be back late..."
"An art exhibition?"
Conan was startled and let go of the hand that was holding Sakaki Makoto's sleeve:
"How come I don't know about this?"
"Sonoko forgot about this a few days ago, and only remembered it yesterday. She called and invited us to go together, but you were not at home at the time, Conan, and you fell asleep as soon as you came back this morning, so I didn't have time to tell you..."
"oh."
With his eyes rolling, Conan quickly followed Mao Lilan and betrayed her on the spot:
"Ranai-chan, I've made up my mind. I'll go to the art exhibition with you guys!"
"Don't you want to stay?"
"Forget about today. Mr. Sakaki Makoto doesn't have wings, so he can't run away. There's only one art exhibition!"
Conan clenched his fist with a solemn look on his face, as if he felt something was going to happen.
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