When he was in Osaka, on his days off he would either rest at home or be called out to play by Kazuha.
I occasionally visit the kendo club to participate in some activities.
After all, as the president of the kendo club, he still has to make an appearance.
Heiji Hattori does encounter various cases regularly, but he finds that he encounters cases much more frequently in Tokyo than in Osaka.
In Osaka, it's not uncommon for you to go for several weeks without encountering a single case.
But you've only been in Tokyo for a few days?
He has already encountered two cases.
One is the intentional imprisonment of another person, and the other is suspected of tax evasion.
The other case was a murder that imitated a mystery story.
This frequency is really too high.
He even suspected that the feng shui in Tokyo was bad, or that it had attracted some evil spirits, which was causing the frequent cases.
However, he didn't want a case to happen; he also hoped everything would go smoothly.
However, these cases have nothing to do with them.
The case didn't happen because of them.
He and Kudo simply wanted to deduce the truth of the case, help catch the real culprit, and also satisfy their own desire for deduction.
After careful investigation and meticulous reasoning, he finally catches the real culprit in the case, which gives him a sense of accomplishment.
That's why he found his time in Tokyo very interesting.
Osaka remains his favorite, and he can't stay in Tokyo forever.
However, what Kudo had just said made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
Just like what Kōsuke said, after hearing what Kudo said, he felt that Kudo was eager for him to return to Osaka as soon as possible.
"Hattori, you're overthinking it." Conan rolled his eyes at Hattori Heiji, completely unable to understand Hattori Heiji's thoughts.
Isn't it just that I'm worried he'll miss his flight?
How did it turn into sending him back to Osaka?
Heiji Hattori bought the tickets himself, and he also decided on the time himself. What does it have to do with Conan?
That's utterly unreasonable.
"Maybe," Hattori Heiji casually brushed it off, then changed the subject, "By the way, when are you guys coming to Osaka?"
"I'll take you to eat the most authentic Osaka cuisine then, it'll definitely be better than that place in the park."
"Let's wait a while." Kōyū could see what Hattori Heiji was thinking, but he didn't say anything and went along with what he was saying.
"We're going camping in a couple of days. As for Osaka... we'll see. Anyway, we'll definitely go. You still owe me a meal."
"I owe you a meal?" Hattori Heiji was taken aback for a moment, but then remembered when he saw the "you haven't forgotten, have you?" look on Kōyū's face.
"Oh, oh, oh, these are no big deal. When you arrive in Osaka, my mom will definitely cook a sumptuous meal to welcome you."
"Hmm... Hattori, why don't you see a psychologist after you go back to Osaka?" Conan suddenly suggested.
"Maybe this is a psychological problem."
"Don't worry about that, I have my own plans." Hattori Heiji pursed his lips, not agreeing on the surface, but he was still considering it in his heart.
Conan glanced at Heiji Hattori, who was deep in thought, and remained silent.
But he had already made up his mind that when Hattori Heiji came to Tokyo next time, he would let him sleep on the floor by himself.
So that he wouldn't wake up early in the morning to find himself being held in a man's arms.
“Actually, I don’t think ‘bed unfamiliarity’ is a big problem. There’s no need to spend money and time to see a psychologist,” Guangyou said.
After hearing what Kousuke said, Conan pouted, turned to look at Kousuke, and retorted, "It's not like I'm hugging you, so of course you don't think it's a big problem."
“That’s right, anyway, it wasn’t me they were hugging.” Guangyou nodded frankly in admission. “But ‘bed unfamiliarity’ really isn’t a big problem.”
"Being unable to sleep in a new bed is just because you're not used to the new environment. It's not a psychological problem; it's just a psychological effect."
"When you go out later, you can bring your own pillow, or sleep on Conan's bed more often. You'll get used to it."
"Hey..." Conan revealed his half-moon eyes, and said with a hint of speechlessness, "You make it sound so easy."
"Of course." Kōyū shrugged, completely unconcerned about Conan's sarcastic remark.
He wanted to change the subject, but then Guangyou suddenly remembered something, paused, and guessed, "There's another possibility..."
"It could also be because Hattori, you were imprisoned by that elderly and somewhat obese aunt a couple of days ago... no, it could be something that happened around that time."
"For example, you and Kazuha were in a life-or-death situation, and you haven't fully recovered even after the case was over, and you didn't even realize it yourself."
"This causes your subconscious to prompt you to hug something while you're sleeping, in order to satisfy your need for security."
"In other words..." Conan and Heiji Hattori frowned and thought for a moment after hearing this.
They both felt there was some truth to it.
"In other words, deep down, Hattori, you still trust Conan a lot and believe that he can bring you a sense of security," Mitsuyu said slowly.
"It's not impossible." Conan nodded, instantly feeling much better.
If that's the case, then Hattori's situation is understandable.
“Hmm...that’s possible too.” Hattori Heiji nodded in agreement.
Although Heiji Kobe didn't think that incident made him feel insecure, this explanation seems the most reasonable now.
Suddenly, Hattori Heiji felt that something was wrong.
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