Conan: Nakamura-kun is forced to be almighty

Over the years, No. 3 and others have given them a lot of help.

Nakamura knew his own family affairs, and his stubbornness actually seriously slowed down the progress of handling the matter.

If the person who received His help was a person with a firm mind, he would have grown into a towering tree, instead of being a timid dilettante like him.

He used to be like a toddler, taking a long detour, stepping on many pitfalls, and stumbling to grow to where he is now.

His childhood experiences had an indelible impact on the shaping of his character.

The hesitations that often appear in the dream's past life and this life clearly reveal his shortcomings.

Just throw away the strawberry you can't eat.

He is no longer the weak and helpless child he was back then. He has gradually become stronger and has the courage and ability to survive independently.

If you can't beg others for strawberries, just grab them yourself.

Isn't that just pretending to be Tsukuyomi in public?

As long as you take it seriously, there will definitely be no problem.

Seriously speaking, from childhood to adulthood, everything he wanted to do from his heart has been successful.

Whether it's taking the University of Tokyo exam or taking the civil service exam.

He also manages his daily life and work well.

What has he been afraid of all this time?

Lost a close friend? Or show yourself to the outside world?

Fear is an emotion only experienced by the weak. Faced with any situation, in the final analysis, as long as you become stronger, you will have a chance to solve it.

A warrior only needs to trust the blade in his hand, a wise man only needs to trust his own wisdom...

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As a creature of the gods, Number Three has a very special pair of eyes that can see through the essence of the soul.

As a result, it was caught off guard and was stabbed in the eyes by the sudden light.

No. 3 rubbed his eyes with his short hands, dumbfounded.

His voice couldn't stop trembling: "...Nakamura-kun?"

The dazzling light slowly faded away, and Nakamura beside him came to his senses.

There was no change in the face that came into view. He slightly arched his eyebrows and showed a familiar smile, "What's the matter, No. 3?"

A chill ran down No. 3's back, and a sudden sense of crisis made him shake his head and nod, as if the core program had been invaded by the outside world.

Nakamura reached out and flicked it on the forehead in a funny way, and No. 3 drifted out of the window.

Nakamura folded his arms and waited for it to return, but it was nowhere to be seen.

At eleven o'clock on an August night, the temperature slowly dropped, relieving the heat.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the door, "Brother Nakamura, the bathroom is free."

"Come right away, you guys should rest first."

"Okay, good night Nakamura-nii."

"Good night."

Nakamura stood quietly by the window for a long time, but No. 3 still didn't float back, so he had to pack his clothes and go to the bathroom.

When Nakamura bought this apartment in Cupido, he did not include children in his plans.

It wasn't until No. 3 requested to adopt Hiroki that he later realized that he needed to reserve a bedroom for Shiho.

In the end, we had to make a partition from the living room and set up an open study.

The original study room was converted into a bedroom, resulting in three bedrooms.

Due to limited space, this apartment naturally only has one bathroom separated from wet and dry.

It's just right for Nakamura and Hiroki to live together.

It wasn't until recently that he came home late several times, and Nakamura noticed that Xiao Ai deliberately missed their washing time by more than half an hour every time.

Nakamura clearly realized that no matter how old Xiao Ai looked, her soul was already an adult, and it was not appropriate to live with him, an elder of the opposite sex.

Sure enough, we should buy a bigger house as soon as possible so that everyone can have their own private space.

When he was assigned his own room in the orphanage, even if he was as transparent as he was, it was rare for him to secretly celebrate with his friends of the same age. I guess Xiao Ai and Hiro Shu would be no exception, right?

*

Nakamura wiped his hair and thought about the follow-up plan while waiting for No. 3.

Until midnight, No. 3 was still missing, so we had to give up.

Looking at the transparent body lying quietly on the ground, he pondered for a moment and stepped over.

He leaned over and lifted the knee with his left hand, and passed his right hand across his back, preparing to put the body on the bed.

The biological materials he uses are the same as those of ordinary people. Rikar, who is over 190cm tall, has tight muscles that make him weigh more than 85kg.

Although this naked body does not have any muscles, it does have smooth muscle lines. The height is more than 185cm by visual inspection, and the weight is definitely not light.

Nakamura was mentally prepared and lifted up with all his strength.

It actually...failed.

Surprised, Nakamura tried again, but still failed.

Nakamura looked at his hands disbelievingly, clenching his fists and feeling no signs of weakening in strength.

As an active police officer, Nakamura never slackens off his training.

I go to the Metropolitan Police training ground at least three times a week to practice physical fitness and marksmanship. I also have two points of energy every day to subtly improve my body in the long term.

The physical strength value has reached the upper limit of 70 in the world, but it is completely unable to hold this body. This is unscientific!

"Pfft-hahahaha."

The sudden smile made Nakamura freeze on the spot.

The familiar voice made Nakamura know the source of the laughter without looking back.

Two dolls floated in front of Nakamura. Number 2 was still laughing so hard that he couldn't stop for a while.

Number Three also covered his mouth, revealing a pair of innocent eyes.

Nakamura sighed: "You can laugh if you want, you don't have to hold it back."

The louder laughter sounded like a duet in the room, making Nakamura's head buzz.

Fortunately, the voices of No. 3 and No. 2 are inaudible to ordinary people, otherwise they might be complained for disturbing residents.

The group of media who enjoy the excitement and don't take it too seriously will definitely be happy to report such frivolous headlines.

By the time they had laughed enough, it was two o'clock in the morning before they knew it.

Number 3 finally calmed down and answered: "Naka...Nakamura-kun, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you before."

Nakamura has a good temper, but his expression is not good at the moment, "What?"

"This body is not the body of an ordinary human being, but an existence that transcends the rules of the world. After all... Tsukuyomi is not a random title, but it actually carries faith, which an ordinary human body cannot bear at all."

"Huh?" Nakamura raised his eyebrows in surprise and quickly found out the loophole, "I have been called Tsukuyomi before, and there is no problem at all."

Number 2 also patted his clothes and explained: "Three years ago, Tsukuyomi's faith value accumulation was limited. Nakamura-kun's body was originally created by the gods, and with the protection system, there was no problem if he was called once or twice.

However, after the precipitation and fermentation of time, the originally frivolous faith value has been continuously purified and refined.

The power accumulated by the title of Tsukuyomi is no longer something that an ordinary body can bear. Otherwise, Nakamura-kun would not have been forced to evolve for a month three months ago. "

Nakamura's head was filled with questions, "Didn't it happen three months ago that I was extremely exhausted, that my faith and physical strength reached their limits, and that my soul grew too fast and didn't match my body, so I was forced to sleep, fuse, and evolve?"

“This is naturally a very important reason, but evolution always has a cause.

Has Nakamura-kun forgotten your act of acknowledging your identity in front of Mori-senpai?

Because you admit to outsiders that you are a Tsukuyomi, all your faith values ​​have a place to go.

It happened to be the critical point when quantitative change turned into qualitative change, which triggered a series of subsequent changes, allowing Nakamura-kun's body to successfully complete its first evolution.

In fact, Nakamura-kun hasn't noticed any specific changes in his body so far, right? "