What are you looking at?
Conan's voice immediately made Kōyū close his notebook.
Are you born in the Year of the Cat?
Guangyou clutched his chest, catching his breath. "Don't you know that scaring someone can be deadly?"
Conan shrugged, feigning innocence: "I knocked, you just didn't hear me."
Guangyou put the book back in the drawer: "Alright, I misunderstood you."
Conan waved his hand and said, "It's nothing."
He was curious about the notebook Guangyou had just shown, so he asked, "What was in that notebook?"
"To me, this is a book of demons."
Guangyou chuckled softly, a self-deprecating smile playing on his lips. "You can't know what's inside yet."
"The Book of Demons?"
Conan became increasingly curious, but Mitsuyu's current attitude clearly indicated that he wasn't allowed to touch it, so he couldn't say much.
So he had no choice but to ask, "Is it really that terrifying? It's even related to demons."
"In some ways, it can predict the future and allow you to grasp a portion of the sands of time."
Guangyou smiled mysteriously, got up and left his desk. "Isn't this something only a demon would do?"
Conan, completely bewildered by these cryptic words, asked, "What do you mean?"
"Figure it out yourself, just don't look at it."
Guangyou waved to him, picked up the change of clothes that had been prepared in advance with his other hand, and walked out the door. "I'm going to take a shower. You're curious about that book, but for now, that book won't do you any good."
"oh."
Conan responded, then glanced at the drawer, seemingly conflicted.
After a moment, he sighed, "Never mind..."
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