Although this Shirai-san looks petite and cute, and is low-key and silent, he seems to have a bad personality? It was just a short lunch break, but I already provoked several girls...
In the classroom, the air that was originally clean and washed by water gradually became filled with black mist.
Shirai Zuiko turned a blind eye to this.
This kind of malice that comes and goes quickly and is not firm-willed, if you think about it, you will know that it is not strong enough to be condensed into the embodiment of malice. It is almost the same as it is there or not, so don't pay too much attention to it.
Sure enough, this trace of malice was silently dispersed when Hongzi came to his senses, took a deep breath, sat down again and continued to whisper with Shirai Zuiko.
"Kuroba Kaito, is Kaitou Kidd? Aren't you kidding me?" Koizumi Anko lowered her voice, and used her eyes to warn the people who were secretly paying attention to them, and asked again and again. She didn't even have the strange aura of Shirai Sukuko before. The mood is inquisitive.
Normally, even if Shirai Sukuko is the puppet master in her shell, and even if the puppet master in front of her might be a senior, the witch's dignity will still prevent her from enduring the ridicule of her peers.
but--
Is Kuroba Kaito the Kaitou Kidd?
Koizumi Anko glanced at Kuroba Kaito covertly, and realized that although this kid was staying with Nakamori Aoko, he was actually paying attention to her and Shirai Sukuko, so he immediately withdrew his attention.
This kid has been paying attention here before. Koizumi Anko thought it was Kuroba Kaito who was captured by the witch's beauty.
...um...really, no?
No wonder Koizumi Anko was confused, the main reason was that Kuroba Kaito frequently looked at Koizumi Anko, looking the same as all the men captured by the scarlet letter.
Faced with Anko's unconcealed questioning look, Shirai Sukuko didn't make any unnecessary explanations. She just turned her head again and looked at the glutinous rice outside the window. She said in an indifferent tone, "Is Kuroba Kaito Kaitou Kidd or a witch?" Just go and verify it yourself, young lady. I will take my leave now."
Hongzi was stunned, "Farewell? Are you leaving?"
"Yes." Shirai Zuiko replied, "After all, I won't just stay in a puppet. See you next time, lovely witch lady."
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Koizumi Anko looked at the back of Shirai Zuiko's head and waited for a long time.
"So, what then?"
Shirai Sukuko, who had always turned his back to Koizumi Anko and looked out the window, turned around, as cold as ice, "The master has just left."
Koizumi Hongzi: "..."
What? He walked so silently. She thought there would be some big noise, or at least some light effects or something, but there was nothing. It was really not magic at all!
Koizumi Anko puffed her lips, turned her head angrily, and ignored Shirai Suiko.
Kuroba Kaito... Kaitou Kidd...
Indeed, I didn’t realize it until I was awakened by the puppet master, but now I see that this kid is indeed very similar to the reflection of Kaitou Kidd in the mirror, and his appearance is also very similar...
Humph, Valentine's Day will be in a few days, so let her, a witch, test it out.
Click, click, click…
As its wings flapped, Nuomi walked a straight distance through the air, and soon flew back to Miwa Town from Ekoda. She came to the sky above Miwa Elementary School, gradually descended, and landed on a tree in the green belt next to the playground.
"Ah! It's you again, Bai Jiujiu!" Not long after the glutinous rice fell, a little girl's excited voice came from under the tree, "Yuta! Mitsuhiko! Conan! Xiaojiu! Look! Baijiujiu is back again! "
Sticky rice:……
Oh, day.
It remembered that when Nuomi was first made, it was also all white, and she often accompanied Shirai Jiu in Mihua Elementary School.
But this white-skinned glutinous rice dress has obviously not been worn for a long time. How did these children notice it and think about it for so long? All boring?
Nuomi lowered her head helplessly, and sure enough, she saw three real elementary school students happily pointing at it and laughing, while Conan was looking at Nuomi thoughtfully.
Then, he turned his attention to Shirai Jiu.
"Hey Shirai, is this bird just following you?"
really.
Conan might not have noticed Nuomi before, but after the children reminded him, it was impossible for him not to become suspicious - maybe this can be regarded as a kind of science...
Shiraijiu is worthy of being the puppet with the most soul fragments given to him by Baijiu. Although he did not give birth to his own consciousness, he is not as slow as ordinary trustee puppets when communicating with others. He behaves like another Baijiu, with no face. There was no hint of guilt on his expression, but he asked Conan: "Why do you say that?"
Of course, Conan was not suspicious, but was very happy to share his logical reasoning as always, "This little bird is small in size, with fluffy body feathers, and its tail is longer than its head and body, so its species should be a silver-throated long-tailed tit, which is commonly distributed. It is very rare to see this kind of tit in Northern Europe and Japan."
"Moreover, the general silver-throated long-tailed tit should have black or gray head, back, wings and tail feathers, and pure white or light gray-brown underparts. But this tit is indeed all white, with no variegation at all. In nature, It is almost impossible to produce such a silver-throated long-tailed tit."
"So, I infer that this silver-throated long-tailed tit is not a wild bird flying around in the city, but a rare species that is artificially raised. In Mihua Town, such a silver-throated long-tailed tit may be There’s only one.”
"And, not long ago, I could often see this silver-throated long-tailed tit appearing next to you."
Conan talked eloquently, and in the end, he made a classic move of "You are the prisoner" and pointed at Shiraijiu: "Admit it, Shirai, you raised this silver-throated long-tailed tit!"
Ayumi, Genta, Mitsuhiko: (⊙o⊙) Oh——! !
Shiraijiu:......﹁﹁
I don’t know if these reasonings are reasonable or unreasonable, but when it comes to whether Nuomi is raised by himself... well, it can be regarded as raised by himself.
But seeing Conan being so arrogant, for some reason, Baijiu just wanted to dampen this kid's prestige.
Nuomi tilted her head, then flapped her wings, flew to Conan's head, and excreted some grains mixed with a little milk directly from the bird's stomach - these were force-fed by some kind-hearted people who met him halfway through the flight. For it, Nuomi was in the mood of collecting materials, so he pecked a little casually and stored it in the bird's stomach.
Life is like this. I usually collect some small things randomly, but they will seem useless for a while. They are piled up like garbage and take up space. But at a certain point, well, it just came in handy.
Such as now.
This is called preparing for a rainy day.
Now that Conan noticed this, Nuomi didn't hide anything. After shitting on Conan, it fell on Shiraijiu's shoulders.
In the front, Conan was holding his first hand, which he was busy wiping with his hands but was too dirty and jumping around. Three real elementary school students surrounded Conan and laughed happily at the joke.
Well, I don’t know whether it was the first stop in this world that was with this group of people or something else. After Baijiu returned here, it was like returning home, and his whole soul relaxed.
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