Out-of-control players in the world of Detective Conan

"Coolguy, is that person your friend?"

A voice suddenly came from behind him, and Conan couldn't help but tremble.

Cold sweat broke out on his brow. Conan quickly took a few steps forward, then abruptly turned around.

Then, Belcris, or rather, Vermouth, appeared behind him.

“Bell…Teacher.”

Belmod was stunned.

Is this kid's skin that sensitive? I just said hello, why is he so nervous?

"It's me, Conan. You still remember my name? I only came to say hello yesterday after school."

"Hehe, I just have a good memory. As for that person, he just came to ask me for directions."

Conan nervously scratched his face, pretended to look at his watch, and then ran away.

"Class is about to start, teacher, I'll be going now!"

Seeing Conan's reaction, Vermouth was a little puzzled and took out her phone to look at her own face.

There's no problem with that, is there?

Has this child been this cautious ever since his body shrank?

Unable to come up with a solution, Vermouth could only helplessly put her phone away and put on a smile again.

Ah, Sherry.

I will be watching you for the next period of time.

……

Ding-a-ling—

Teitan School.

Qi Ming, who had been sleeping on his desk, suddenly sat up after who-knows-how-many bells rang for the last time.

"Finally, music class is here."

Ai Haibara was startled by Qi Ming's sudden outburst and gave him a speechless glance.

You were basically sleeping on your desk for the first few classes, so what's so hard about it?

"No time to explain, get to class!"

Before Ai Haibara could react, Qi Ming had already gotten up, grabbed Ai Haibara's hand, and run out of the classroom.

Conan noticed Qi Ming's actions and felt a sense of unease.

What are they trying to do in such a hurry?

Could it be that they want to discuss the actions they'll take against me during music class later?

I remember Qi Ming saying before that he wouldn't lay a hand on me.

Now that I think about it, he could have asked someone else to do it, right?

No, I have to go check it out!

Having made up his mind, Conan quickly got up and ran out of the classroom.

The math teacher, who was still standing on the platform, was completely numb.

My status as a regular subject teacher in the class is not as high as that of a new music teacher.

I'll quit; I'm tired.

……

"Wait a minute, I'm not ready yet."

Outside the music classroom, just as Qi Ming was about to open the classroom door, Ai Haibara hurriedly called out.

Although she knew Qi Ming was right beside her and there was nothing to be afraid of, Ai Haibara was still quite nervous.

Upon hearing this, Qi Ming paused, looked at Ai Haibara, and said.

Do you want me to wait for you for a while?

"Ah."

Qi Ming nodded, then pushed the door open.

"But I am resolute!"

"Teacher Bell! We're here!"

Ai Haibara felt her fists tighten.

Neuropathy!!

The music room door opened, and Vermouth was already inside.

She sat at the piano in a formal suit, her fingers moving nimbly as she played, giving her a rather gentlemanly air.

However, perhaps because Qi Ming's entrance was quite loud, Vermouth's fingers accidentally slipped and she played the wrong note.

"Hello, you must be... Lai Ming and Ai? I didn't expect you to arrive so soon."

Vermouth took a deep breath, turned around, and smiled rather gently.

She looked at Qi Ming, and for some reason, she felt that Qi Ming had called her name very familiarly just now.

Or is this just the child's personality?

Without thinking further, Vermouth shifted her gaze and focused on Ai Haibara.

At this moment, Ai Haibara was still awkward because of how Vermouth addressed her, and she was reluctant to make eye contact with Vermouth, so she moved a little closer to Qi Ming.

Qi Ming didn't emphasize to Vermouth that he should be called Qi Ming.

He looked at Vermouth curiously, then reached out his hand to her.

Shake hands?

Vermouth raised an eyebrow, then extended her hand as well.

They clasped hands, and then Qi Ming gently pulled Vermouth's hand back.

Exploded equipment.

Qi Ming snatched away Vermouth's realistic silicone gloves.

"..."

Vermouth was stunned, and Ai Haibara, who was standing next to Qi Ming, was also dumbfounded.

Hey sis! What are you doing?

Why did you remove someone's disguise right in front of them?!

Why don't you go and rip off her hood too?

Qi Ming put the gloves in his pocket and then smiled at Vermouth.

“Ms. Bell, your hands look like a woman’s hands.”

"what?"

Vermouth snapped out of her daze, a hint of annoyance rising within her.

That brat!

Just as Vermouth was about to find a reason to get Qi Ming to return the gloves, several voices suddenly came from outside the door.

"Hey, Conan, what are you doing here? Why don't you go inside?"

"Um, well, I just got here too, I'm tying my shoelaces."

"You're lying! You clearly ran out the moment get out of class ended!"

"……hey-hey."

Hearing the commotion outside the door, Qi Ming and the others all turned to look.

Then, Mitsuhiko and the other two entered the classroom.

Conan naturally followed them in.

Vermouth glanced at Conan, then at Ai Haibara, a smile unconsciously playing on her lips.

Judging from the current situation, Conan must have been eavesdropping outside just now, right?

It's probably because of Shirley. After all, they went to the same school, and he should have noticed something was wrong with her.

Conan noticed Vermouth's gaze, gave an awkward smile, and then glared fiercely at the three people in front of him.

Annoying, so annoying!

I haven't heard anything yet!