My youth story, a crossover anime, turns out, is FGO!

Regardless, seeing the Grim Reaper is an unlucky thing. Aoki looked around, intending to find his seat as soon as possible.

At this moment, some more people came in through the special passage, but unlike the enthusiastic people outside, they had gloomy and sorrowful faces, and their clothes were all black and white.

Upon seeing these people, Shinichi Kudo was eager to try. He strode over, and even Ran Mouri couldn't stop him, since he was a habitual offender who broke into various crime scenes.

"Excuse me." Shinichi Kudo, relying on his excellent deductive reasoning skills, identified a couple. "Are you involved in the Kobe sea monster incident?"

"Who are you?" The distressed couple looked at each other warily. The woman clutched her pale hem tightly, but Shinichi Kudo's youthful appearance made them hesitate.

"I am a detective," Shinichi Kudo said with particular pride.

"You, I've seen you before, you're the high school detective Shinichi Kudo?" the husband said hesitantly.

"Yes." Seeing that the two recognized him, Shinichi Kudo felt more confident. "I am Shinichi Kudo."

Both of them showed expressions of surprise, after all, the status of detectives in this world is really high. Then they introduced themselves, their names being Sakai Keiichiro and Sakai Eiko respectively.

His untimely curiosity resurfaced, and he fired off a barrage of questions: "You were there during the sea monster incident, right? Did you see the sea monster with your own eyes? What did the sea monster do? And that knight who was supposedly King Arthur, did you see him?"

Perhaps Shinichi Kudo would normally be more restrained, but right now he was just too curious. The intense curiosity of a detective was making him feel hot all over, and it had started on that night when his worldview was shattered.

After all, Shinichi Kudo has always believed in science (Detective Conan). He has always scoffed at those legends and ghost stories, thinking they are just things that murderers use to confuse people.

But what if sea monsters really exist? And what if there are ancient figures like King Arthur, whose immortality or resurrection is unknown? How could Shinichi Kudo not want to explore the truth behind it? If it were true, he would probably have to consider surreal factors when solving cases in the future. It has to be said that this is really unfriendly to detectives.

"Stop talking!" Sakai Eiko trembled all over, her face deathly pale, lost in memories she didn't want to recall. "Stop talking."

Sakai Kaiichiro glared at Kudo Shinichi with resentment: "What exactly do you want to do!"

"No, I just..." Shinichi Kudo realized that he might have acted impulsively.

However, it seems this great detective is not very good at speaking; if he continues like this, he might get a beating from Sakai Keiichiro.

Incidentally, neither of his two childhood sweethearts wanted to help him, thinking it was his fault.

"Alright, alright, I believe he didn't do it on purpose." Aoki Makoto hesitated for a moment, but still went over to act as a peacemaker, since Kudo Shinichi really didn't have any malicious intent.

“Of course, whatever the truth you’re investigating,” Makoto Aoki said seriously, “I think you shouldn’t hurt others in the process of investigating the truth.”

Hearing this, Shinichi Kudo, who had been somewhat hot-headed, calmed down and apologized to the indignant Keiichiro Sakai and Eiko Sakai. At this time, Shinichi Kudo still possessed an overly stubborn sense of justice and curiosity, which only truly changed after he became Conan and experienced the Tsukikage Island incident. Regardless, Shinichi Kudo remains a kind and righteous person.

After all, detectives hold a very high status in this world, and seeing Shinichi Kudo's sincere attitude, the two forgave him.

"You're Makoto Aoki? The author of The Suspect!" As a fan of mystery novels, Shinichi Kudo recognized Makoto Aoki at a glance and was somewhat excited. "The method you designed was so ingenious that I only figured it out later."

"Thank you for the compliment," Aoki Makoto said calmly. After all, he knew his own limitations; he was just a plagiarist. He could take these words with a grain of salt. As for comparing intelligence with Kudo Shinichi, he could wait until Kudo created a disguise as Sherlock Holmes or Moriarty.

With the misunderstanding cleared up and the discovery of Makoto Aoki's identity as a famous writer, the Sakai couple lowered their guard and began to talk to the two.

"You don't seem to want to participate in the concert," Makoto Aoki asked with concern. "Is there some kind of difficulty?"

Both Sakai Keiichiro and Sakai Eiko looked a little embarrassed.

"You don't have to answer if it's inconvenient for you." Makoto Aoki didn't have the habit of poking at other people's sore spots.

Sakai Eiko shook her head, managing a forced, polite smile that looked incredibly pale: "The insurance company is unwilling to pay Huimei's compensation. They said there's currently no insurance coverage for being killed by a sea monster, and they said they'll add that coverage in the future... We had no choice. The government said they'd help us coordinate if we participated in the concert, so we came."

Makoto Aoki: "..."

It's already at level 6, and they're even offering a sea monster insurance plan. I really think they should buy one themselves. After all, hearing about this kind of thing, even Makoto Aoki has lost interest in saving them.

However, Makoto Aoki did not look down on them at all. It was clear from their clothes that the Sakai couple were not wealthy. Even though they were grieving the death of their daughter, life had to go on. The hundreds of thousands of yen in compensation meant nothing to them, to Shinichi Kudo, or to Sonoko Suzuki, but to the Sakai couple, it might be their livelihood for tomorrow.

Meanwhile, Makoto Aoki wasn't surprised at all that Japan could put up these stages; this was something only the Japanese government would do! It's likely that all these victims' families were "invited" by them through various means, since, aside from those blinded by greed, no one who has lost a loved one would be in the mood to attend a concert.

"This is too much!" Sonoko Suzuki exclaimed in protest.

Shinichi Kudo frowned: "Although it's outrageous, I have to say that, legally speaking, they really shouldn't have to pay this compensation."

"Whose side are you on anyway?!"

Shinichi Kudo felt wronged: "I was telling the truth, but didn't they say the government would coordinate? There should be a turning point." There was a naive expectation in Shinichi Kudo's tone.

Makoto Aoki read Shinichi Kudo's notes and knew that not mentioning it would be pointless. The Japanese authorities were completely fooling these people; they might offer some condolence money, but the insurance companies definitely wouldn't pay out. The reason is simple: hundreds died in the Sea Monster incident; what about the others? They would absolutely not set that precedent.

Compared to the three who all came from relatively well-off families, Aoki Makoto was already well aware of these unspoken rules. After all, if he hadn't started copying short stories from a young age and gained a lot of attention, he wouldn't have been able to inherit all of his parents' estate, and might even have been sent to an orphanage. If even a transmigrator with a cheat-like ability like him was like this, then what about the others?

But this time...

Makoto Aoki comforted the Sakai couple, saying, "Don't worry, things will get better."

The Sakai couple managed a weak smile: "I hope we can resolve this."

Aoki Makoto neither confirmed nor denied it; he hadn't said they would receive compensation.

In Makoto Aoki's view, there's no chance of getting compensation, but as long as more people pay attention, the official condolence money can increase.

after all…

Something was bound to go wrong at this concert; otherwise, King Arthur would have been fine, but Oda Nobunaga might not have come.

Meanwhile, the young man wearing a military cap was already seated in the VIP seats with a pretty young woman.

Oda Nobunaga looked around with great interest, while the girl beside him looked gloomy.

After all, she's not Miku!!