Conan turned his head and saw a little girl with long hair in a pink dress running towards him happily.
"Hello, Emi-chan!"
The girl who came was Ito Tamonsuke's sister Ito Emi, whom she met last time when she went to see the troupe's performance.
However, after running to Conan, Ito Emi did not greet Conan first. Instead, she looked around, which made Conan look confused: "What's wrong?"
"Those little ones didn't come today." Ito Emi's tone was filled with uncontrollable joy.
"Oh, you mean the three of them." Conan suddenly realized, "They all have things to do, so they can't come."
"That's great!" Ito Emi smiled brightly, "Emi is so happy!"
As she spoke, Ito Emi walked over to Conan and put her hands on Conan's right arm.
"Wait...wait...don't be like this, Emi." Conan said a little awkwardly when he saw the other party's enthusiastic look.
"What! What!" Sonoko nodded Conan's head in a teasing tone: "You little four-eyed frog are quite popular!"
That’s not the case. Conan’s charm is as good as ever. Even if he becomes smaller, he can still attract a group of lolis.
"How about I take a picture of you two?"
Although he knew that this "peach blossom" was not what Conan wanted, Tang Ze still took out his camera with a smile, and said to Ito Emi, whose eyes were shining, as if he was afraid that the world would not be in chaos: "I will send you a postcard with the developed photos when we get back."
"Really, that's wonderful!"
Ito Emi's eyes lit up, and she immediately looked around: "I want to see where is a good place to take a photo!"
"Detective Karasawa..."
Conan, who was standing by, gritted his teeth after hearing the backstab from Tang Ze, but because Xiaolan was beside him, he didn't dare to say anything. He could only watch the other party strangle him with a playful smile.
"Since I'm here and meeting my good friends, how can I not leave a souvenir?"
Tang Ze seemed not to notice his displeasure and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, I will lend you a copy when the time comes. This is a great souvenir~"
"It's a handle, bastard! !" Conan laughed in his heart and had already seen through what Tang Ze was planning.
The more "black history" he accumulates now, the more miserable he will be if he restores his identity as Kudo Shinichi in the future.
It would be fine if I could hide it from Xiaolan, but if I can't hide the fact that I'm Conan...
He could already imagine his own miserable end.
The more dark history Tang Ze has, the more times he will have to face the jealous Xiaolan.
Although it will definitely not harm me, I can definitely endure it.
Conan couldn't help but shudder at the thought of the miserable life in the future with no family status.
But what could he do? When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. He could only stare at Tang Ze with resentment, and then was pulled by Huimei to the gate of "Kinmaru-za" like a puppet.
Then, I took a photo with Huimei in front of this very memorable theater.
But the look in the smiling face in the photo...
It seems to have a meaning that is hard to put into words.
Of course, Huimei couldn't see the expression in Conan's eyes, and she was even happier looking at the photo of the two of them in the camera.
After a round of greetings, Tamonsuke led everyone to a small door and opened it. He then looked at everyone and said, "Come in, please. But since this is the entrance to the tea room, you must be careful with your head!"
Well, in Neon, the doors of teahouses are all of this size.
One has to bow their head to enter the tea room, which means that everyone is equal in the tea room regardless of their status.
Of course, there is also a theory that in the past, when people of high status (such as samurai) entered the teahouse, it would be difficult for them to enter if they were holding a sword that represented their status.
Of course, the historical reasons that we don’t think about now are just passed down as tradition.
As for the fact that this form of entrance was invented by the famous tea master Sen no Rikyu, it is said that he was inspired by the hatch of a river ship he saw in northern Osaka. Because in his view, the ship, like the tea room, is an independent world.
However, it is unexpected that the entrance of the famous "Kinmaru-za" theater in Shikoku is in the style of a tea room.
"What's going on at the tea room entrance?"
Somehow, this tickled Kogoro Mouri's funny bone. The slightly tipsy Kogoro Mouri smiled and walked forward, intending to go in.
But even though he lowered his head, he didn't notice that the height was lower than he thought, and he bumped his head on the threshold. The pain made him cry: "It hurts!"
"dad?"
"Is it okay?" Lianhua asked worriedly.
Conan on the side showed an expression of "I knew it would be like this".
This also woke up Kogoro Mouri from his previous drunkenness, and he finally stopped causing any trouble. The group entered the theater smoothly.
"It's a bit chaotic because we are still preparing for the performance." Ito Tamonsuke led everyone into the theater.
"It's just right. They are now confirming the time for the lift to go up and down over there." Ito Tamonsuke pointed to the stage, where a man holding a samurai sword was slowly rising onto the stage.
"Lift?" Sonoko asked curiously, "It's automatic. Do we need to confirm the time?"
"No, everything here is artificial. Several people worked together to push the stage up from below," Kataoka Renka explained with a smile. "After all, everything here is very old."
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