Conan: Tennis Boys' Scripted Murder

Conan and Haibara Ai just felt a huge amount of pressure. They had to live the life of raising children at such a young age. Yoshida Ayumi and the other two were well-behaved most of the time, but when they got angry, it was a headache for them every time.

Now new children are invited to join. Just as Conan and Haibara Ai were about to refuse, Kirihara Akari had already agreed.

"Okay, your young detective team sounds pretty fun. Don't worry, I can protect you with tennis balls!"

In the past, his tennis ball was quite powerful, comparable to an excavator. Now its power has decreased, but it can still teach those with bad intentions a lesson.

The three Teitan idiots cheered, "Great!"

"Thank you for your invitation. It's too late today. I'll treat you to a delicious meal tomorrow. But do you know where there is a delicious dessert shop?"

Kirihara Akaya had just arrived in this world and was unfamiliar with the situation here. Yoshida Ayumi and the others thought that he had moved here from somewhere else and did not doubt him.

"I know, there is a Poirot Cafe downstairs from Conan's house, the cakes there are super delicious!"

When it comes to food, Genta Kojima is obviously the one who has the most say.

A few days ago, the owner of Polo Cafe was changed, but the name did not change. The new owner is a pastry chef with excellent skills, and he immediately won the stomachs of many people.

Among them were several children from the Junior Detective League, and even Haibara Ai, who was not very interested in desserts, became obsessed with the tiramisu in the store.

"Then I will treat you to that cake after school tomorrow."

"Okay! I want blueberry cake and mango pancake!"

Genta Kojima started ordering food without hesitation, but Ayumi Yoshida was more careful and considered more.

"The cakes at the Polo Cafe are not cheap. It's too expensive for Kirihara-kun to treat us. We can split the bill."

"It doesn't matter, my mom gives me a lot of pocket money, I have money!"

When it comes to money, the system is very generous to the nineteen of them. After all, to the system it is just a string of code, and they can have as much as they want.

But for the sake of rationality, everyone has a different identity and corresponding wealth, and the richest person among them must be Keigo Tsuchiya, the person in charge of the consortium.

Kirihara Aka is not a stingy person. He has learned a lot from his surroundings and understands the principle of being grateful to others. The dwarf (referring to Conan) is the protagonist, so he has to build a good relationship with him.

Edogawa Conan and the others could not change Kirihara Akaya's mind, so they could only accept his kindness.

Early the next morning, as soon as Kojima Genta went to school, he started talking about the cake he had in the afternoon.

"Kirihara-kun, can I order two cakes of different flavors?"

Having been educated by his mother, Genta Kojima now knows to ask for his master's opinion first.

"No problem, I have a big appetite too, I can eat a lot of cakes, we can order one of all the cakes in the store and eat them together."

"Wow! Is it really possible?"

"Genta!"

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, who heard their conversation, thought it was inappropriate and quickly spoke out to stop them.

"Kirihara-kun, we don't need that much. We can't finish it."

"I can do it!"

Kirihara Akari also had some ideas, but not many. He did not notice what the children were thinking. He knew that he was a big eater and could finish the meal by himself without any problem.

……

"Jingle Bell!"

When the school bell rang, Kojima Genta was the first to carry his schoolbag, and Kirihara Akaya had also packed his tennis bag early. Even if he had to go to school again, he would not like it, even though he was only a first-year student and the content of his studies was not difficult for him.

"let's go!"

Kirihara Akaya and the three idiots of Teitan walked in front, talking and laughing, while Haibara Ai and Edogawa Conan followed behind.

"I think I thought too much yesterday."

"Great detective, don't worry I have a feeling about the people in the organization. Kirihara-kun is just an ordinary kid."

Conan Edogawa felt a little uncomfortable when he thought about how he had previously doubted Kirihara Akaya's identity. The transfer student who was bouncing in front of him didn't look like an adult at all.

Not long after, they arrived at their destination this time - Poirot Café. Upstairs was the Mouri Detective Agency where Conan was currently staying.

"Brother Maori, why did you come down?"

As soon as Conan entered the door, he found Maori Jusaburo sitting inside. They both now live in Maori Kogoro's house. The two people have become quite familiar with each other after being together for some time.

"Hello, Xiaolan has an appointment with Suzuki-san today, so I don't have time to cook. I can only go to Poirot to solve the dinner problem. I originally planned to pack it for you and big brother after I finished eating."

Maori Juzaburo stretched himself and replied, "Since you are here, I will treat your friends to whatever they want to eat."

"No need, Maori...Brother, I agreed to treat you today."

Kirihara Akaya almost changed the address when the words came to his lips.

On the other side, Yoshida Ayumi came close to Conan and said, "Conan, who is this handsome older brother?"

This is also the first meeting between the Junior Detective Team and Mori Jusaburo.

"He is Uncle Maori's cousin. He lived in Kanagawa, went to Tokyo to attend university, and now lives in Uncle Maori's house."

"Uncle Maori's brother? Conan, why are you calling him brother?"

"He asked for it."

Conan recalled the day when Mori Hisaburo came to the Mori Detective Agency.

—— Conan Memories——

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell rang. Conan glanced at Kogoro Mouri who was drinking beer in front of the computer, sighed, and walked up to open the door.

"who are you looking for?"

Conan just felt that his neck was suffering because the people outside were so tall.

"Conan, who is this? Today is a day off, so we won't be accepting commissions."

"Brother, I'm Shouzaburo, and I greeted you before."

"Oh, it's Shouzaburo. Come in, come in."

Although he was drinking, Kogoro Mouri was not drunk yet. When he heard the familiar voice outside, he remembered the phone call two days ago.

Mao Lilan happened to come back at this time, "Uncle Juzaburo?"

"Xiaolan, I'm sorry to bother you for a while. This is my accommodation and food expenses."

Hisaburo Mori handed a dozen thick envelopes full of money to Kogoro Mori.

"Why are you being so polite? You're my brother, so why do you need all this?"

Having said that, his action of taking the money was not ambiguous at all.

"If you guys don't accept the money, I'd be embarrassed to stay here."

From then on, a small Maori detective agency accommodated four people.

During this period, Mori Jusaburo had a very fixed schedule, going to school and going home after school, and sleeping at home when he didn't have classes.

His identity was clear and transparent, and he had not done anything out of line. In addition, he had a good personality, and the four of them got along very well, and Conan never doubted him.