BWDC:SDDK Chapter 91 Conan: Why Are You Sitting Here So Naturally?
Mouri Detective Agency.
Mouri Kogoro, sporting heavy dark circles under his eyes, pushed the door open with a forceful shove. He yawned deeply as he walked inside. After taking just a few steps, he suddenly felt something was off.
Subconsciously, he turned his head to look behind him. He saw Ren Ichimonji following him into the room with an expression that said it was the most natural thing in the world.
Mouri Kogoro: ?
What kind of psychological state are you in to follow me in here? I thought we were just walking together because we were heading the same way. It turns out you were planning to enter the agency with me?
"You naturally wicked brat," Mouri Kogoro asked irritably, "what are you doing following me? Do you have a case for me to handle too?"
"Let me tell you upfront, even if it's you, I won't be charging any less for the commission fee. Besides, I'm about to catch up on some sleep. If there's a case, come back tomorrow!"
Ren Ichimonji: ?
What are you thinking? If I had things to do, would I need to look for you? You're truly sleep-deprived to the point of muddledness—you've even forgotten what you promised last night!
Ren Ichimonji shook his head and sighed. "Uncle Mouri, I see you completely don't understand."
Perplexed, Mouri Kogoro countered, "Understand... understand what? You might as well speak clearly. If you don't say it plainly, who knows what you mean?"
Hearing this, Ren Ichimonji said bluntly, "Have you forgotten?"
"Last night, Inspector Megure told you that Prosecutor Kusakabe intended to meet you to express his gratitude. At that time, you said you were free this afternoon, and Inspector Megure said he'd tell him when he got back. So, unless Prosecutor Kusakabe went to fight Sukuna this afternoon, he's definitely coming to see you, right?"
"I also plan to meet Prosecutor Kusakabe, so I'm just hitching a ride on your coattails."
---Wait? Makoto Kusakabe wants to meet me this afternoon?
Was there such a thing?
Mouri Kogoro froze. His somewhat rusty gears began to turn again as he recalled the events of last night. Then, his face darkened.
Crap, there was such a thing!
Wait, brother, I stayed up all night following the drama, investigated a case all morning, and now I have to meet Makoto Kusakabe in the afternoon? Doesn't that mean I'm pulling another all-nighter? Can I only sleep tonight?
Mouri Kogoro fell silent for a moment, then placed his hand on Ren Ichimonji's shoulder.
"Good plan, but I want to make a slight modification."
"Ren Ichimonji, I hereby appoint you as Mouri Kogoro. I'm entrusting the important task of meeting the Prosecutor this afternoon to you. I won't be going because my business is more important!"
"I need to focus all my energy on catching up on sleep!"
---Have you actually gone mad?
Ren Ichimonji gave him a look of disapproval. This gaze was so cold that it instantly chilled Mouri Kogoro's mood to the freezing point.
Mouri Kogoro sighed and turned around quite desolately.
"This agency has weathered countless commissions in the past. Since ancient times, it has been a contested ground for the Metropolitan Police to solve cases. The rights and wrongs are hard to narrate. After just one short day, has this place actually changed into my burial ground?"
While he was being sentimental about the seasons, someone was coming down from upstairs. Mouri Kogoro and Ren Ichimonji looked up simultaneously. Soon, they saw that familiar figure.
"Oh, Ran, why are you at home? Aren't you going out to play?" Mouri Kogoro asked in surprise.
However, Mouri Ran replied as if it were obvious, "Of course I'm home. How could I feel at ease going out and leaving a small child like Conan alone at home?"
Ran walked quickly down the stairs. Seeing Ren Ichimonji standing next to her father, she couldn't help but be a bit surprised. Ren Ichimonji had never been to the agency before today. What was the reason for his visit?
Amidst her curiosity, Ran said, "Dad, go get some sleep first. Prosecutor Kusakabe called just now. He said to meet at the Poirot Coffee Shop downstairs at two in the afternoon."
"If you don't catch up on sleep now, and you end up falling asleep in front of the Prosecutor, you'll become famous at the Tokyo Public Prosecutors Office... If lunch is ready, I'll wake you and Conan up!"
Hearing this, Mouri Kogoro nodded, quite moved. Only a daughter can be like a warm coat, always thinking of him!
However, just as Mouri Kogoro was about to head back to his room to sleep like a log, he suddenly snapped his head back toward Ren Ichimonji.
Mouri Kogoro: ?
Wait a minute, if he goes to sleep, wouldn't that leave Ran and Ren Ichimonji alone in the agency? Although he felt this naturally wicked brat probably had no such intentions, one must never harbor intent to harm others, yet must always remain on guard.
What if Ren Ichimonji made a move on Ran during this time? Wouldn't that be disastrous?
"How are the ingredients coming along?" Ren Ichimonji asked. "Come, I'll teach you a hundred and eight ways to cook."
Do you understand the value of someone with a built-in Intermediate Cooking Mastery?
At the mention of cooking, Ran immediately perked up. She brought over the vegetables she had already washed and said seriously, "Alright, please guide me, Teacher!"
Mouri Kogoro: ?
This kid actually knows how to cook? Since when did Ran take him as a teacher? How did I not know about this at all?
...Whatever, it should be fine. I'll sleep for a bit first.
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Lunchtime.
Conan was woken up. He sat up dazed, scratching his hair. Then he changed his clothes and followed Mouri Kogoro to the bathroom to wash up.
After washing, Conan followed Mouri Kogoro downstairs, still in a muddle. He sat at the table and picked up his rice and chopsticks, looking like his mind was wandering in the clouds.
"Wow, the soup made this way is indeed much fresher than before!" Ran's voice rang out.
Hearing this, Conan used a small side bowl to scoop some soup. He held the bowl with both hands and took a tiny sip. Then he nodded. Yes, it was indeed fresher than the previous soup.
"As I was saying, there was a bit of an issue with your previous cooking method. For example, this fish..." the person next to him said.
Still in a daze, Conan grabbed a piece of fish with his chopsticks. He tasted it and followed it with a mouthful of rice. Suddenly, his eating movements stopped.
Huh? Did a fourth person's voice just appear in the room?
Conan looked left and right, then turned his head to look at the person sitting next to him.
Conan: ?
At this moment, Ren Ichimonji was already eating heartily. Noticing Conan looking at him, he casually used the serving chopsticks to give him a large piece of fish before continuing to eat.
Conan looked at the fish in his bowl, then looked up at Ren Ichimonji. His brain, which hadn't been very clear, suddenly snapped awake.
"Why are you sitting here so naturally?" Conan asked.
End of Chapter
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