Transmigrated into Conan, his ability is Rhodes Island

"Oh, Kazumitsu, you're finally back!" In the office, Masami Hirota's smiling face popped out from behind the computer, waving to his beloved student whom he hadn't seen for three days.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Hirota, I left in a hurry last time and didn’t have time to explain the situation to you in detail…” Akihara immediately got into character, a college student’s innocent smile on his face. “At the mermaid festival a couple of days ago, our village chief called me and said that if I didn’t go back, our village wouldn’t be able to win the competition this year.”

When you go out, your identity is given by yourself.

"Mermaid Festival?" Hirota Masami's attention was unsurprisingly drawn to it.

In the next ten minutes or so, Akihara Kazumitsu vividly recounted a story about a college student who returned to his hometown and defeated many fishing champions in the fishing activities of the Mermaid Festival. Among his defeated opponents were Mani, whose family owned a ranch, and Willie, the previous fishing king, and so on. In the end, he became the best fisherman in the surrounding area.

Hirota Masami listened with great interest, and seeing that Akihara seemed a little thirsty, he poured him a glass of water to moisten his throat.

Qiu Yuan accepted the paper cup with both hands, then sincerely expressed his guilt for taking so many days off and his longing for his mentor and the laboratory. Finally, he chose the right moment to hand over the beautifully packaged gift box of dugong steamed buns.

Professor Hirota chuckled and accepted the letter. Sure enough, he stopped dwelling on Akihara's absence from the lab for three days. Instead, he lectured him on why he shouldn't have been doing research day and night. He explained that while research is important, health should always come first. He also emphasized that research is a long-term process that requires a high level of energy investment, and that a good work-rest schedule and adequate rest are crucial for maintaining mental alertness and improving work efficiency. Akihara listened with a blank stare, nodding frequently.

Seeing that the other party seemed determined to continue educating him, Akihara's gaze shifted and he noticed the floppy disk on the other party's table. He quickly changed the subject.

"Oh, Mr. Hirota, did I just disturb your work?"

Masami Hirota shook his head. "No, I was just recording undergraduate students' grades on the computer. I'll save them on a floppy disk later, so it'll be much easier for anyone to reminisce about the past when we get together and chat..."

No, aside from the top students in the class who are known for their poor grades, who would want to see their past as a failure, where they consider even passing a grade a success?

“However, these floppy disks aren’t for recording grades.” Seeing that Akihara Kazumitsu’s gaze was fixed on the floppy disks on the table, Hirota Masami picked them up and explained. “These are the photos Akemi took when we went mountain climbing together. We agreed that she would keep them here, but she borrowed them a few days ago for some reason. These were just returned.”

Oh, so that means there's a floppy disk here with APTX 4869 data written on it?

Akihara's eyes lit up instantly, and his hands began to itch. He was confident that he could develop an antidote for Drug A once he got the floppy disk. However, the feeling deep inside that "once I get this floppy disk, the ending of Detective Conan will be just around the corner" made him hesitate.

"Oh, right, speaking of this." Hirota Masami clenched his right fist and gently tapped his left palm, looking as if a sudden inspiration had struck him.

“If it’s mountain climbing, I think I should…” Akihara interrupted.

Before Akihara could finish answering, Hirota interrupted, "No, it's not that. It's about a dance being held at school next week, something like... 'Akizuki no Momiji Dance Party.' The name doesn't matter, but would you like to participate?"

"..." Thanks for the invitation, but I'd rather go hiking.

Akihara Kazumitsu tried his best to maintain a smile and make his tone sincere yet polite. "Um... Mr. Hirota, I'm actually not very good at dancing, and the experimental project has been quite demanding lately, so how about...?"

Hirota Masami seemed to have anticipated Akihara's reaction, and a smile crept across his face. He patted Akihara on the shoulder and said earnestly:

"He Guang, scientific research is important, but you should also learn to relax and make friends. This is also very helpful in broadening your horizons and inspiring creativity. This dance party is specially organized by the school to enhance the emotional exchange between teachers and students. Why don't you take this opportunity to experience it? You might even get some unexpected surprises."

Seeing his student's eyes glaze over again, Hirota Masami changed the subject. "Also, the school is providing a lavish meal for all participants free of charge. Besides the usual sushi and tempura, there are also seasonal delicacies like roasted sweet potatoes, chestnut rice, and saury. I heard there are also various hot drinks, such as yuzu tea and cider..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the other person's expression gradually become serious and solemn.

"Since you've said so, I'll definitely keep the appointment to broaden my horizons and inspire my creativity. So, what's the specific time? Where is it held? Do I need to submit an application form? Is there a dress code?"

Hirota Masami nodded in satisfaction; it seemed the allure of delicious food was quite effective on his students. He cleared his throat and said unhurriedly, "Don't rush. Since we're talking about dress code, I have an idea. The theme of this ball is 'Autumn Moon and Autumn Leaves Dance Party,' which is very poetic and dramatic. Many school events involve people trying out interesting costumes to add to the festive atmosphere. How about you…"

He paused deliberately, looked his somewhat slender student up and down, and put on a thoughtful expression.

"How about you try cross-dressing while maintaining the autumn theme?"

Akihara:……

Okay, okay, I remember now. In the original story, your cause of death was that Takehito Koyasu asked you to send him a photo of him dressed as a woman during his university days, but you sent him a photo of him before his plastic surgery. So, in a moment of impulse, Takehito Koyasu killed you and even devised a very interesting mechanical locked-room mystery…

So his photos in women's clothing were taken at this event!

When Qiu Yuan met the other person's expectant gaze, his heart wavered. After a moment, he looked away and finally managed to squeeze out a sentence:

"Uh... I'll... seriously consider it."