I started with Demon Slayer, and after drawing the strongest character, I'm invincible!

"Sir, what would you like to order?"

Amuro Tooru asked with a smile, and unsurprisingly, he heard a long list of dessert names from Gojo Satoru.

"Sandwiches, tiramisu, strawberry cake, matcha cake, crepes, caramel pudding, chiffon cake, ice cream, edamame puree, whipped cream, daifuku..."

As usual, Gojo Satoru ordered a large number of desserts. It is worth mentioning that the edamame puree and cream daifuku, which was not originally available in the store, is now available.

So lately he's been particularly fond of Poirot Cafe; put aside everything else, Amuro Tooru's desserts are truly exceptional.

OK, fine!

Amuro walked calmly toward the kitchen; he knew this would happen!

His experiences over the past few days have made him realize that Gojo Satoru is a dessert connoisseur.

If Gojo Satoru ever changes his tastes, then he'll start to wonder if the person is even real.

He shouldn't have agreed to let his second year of graduate school learn how to make daifuku that day; he must have been out of his mind.

jingle!

"Xiao Lan, why does this little rascal always follow you around?"

Sonoko Suzuki looked at Conan with displeasure. Every time she and Ran went out to play, this little rascal would follow along, getting in the way.

"Because we can't leave Conan, a little kid, at home. Sonoko, Conan is a very good boy," Ran Mouri said with a smile.

"Sister Sonoko, I'll be a good girl and listen to you," Conan quickly said, trying to sound cute.

He glanced around the store discreetly. Luckily, Mr. Amuro wasn't there, otherwise it would have been too embarrassing if he had seen this scene.

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Gojo Satoru silently quickened his eating pace.

If even a Grim Reaper elementary school student has appeared, how far away can a case be?

He doesn't like to eat at crime scenes, as it would affect his appetite.

"Sister Xiaolan, I saw Brother Wutiao, I'm going to go play with him."

Conan's eyes lit up when he saw Gojo Satoru. He preferred playing with the older brother he had just met to listening to Ran and the others chat.

If he's not mistaken, the daifuku on Gojo Satoru's table is a special edition.

He was curious as to why Mr. Amuro would take such good care of someone.

Moreover… he suspected that Gojo Satoru’s eye patch was a high-tech product that had not yet appeared in the world, allowing him to move freely like a normal person.

Blindfold: I'm from the mystical side, OK?

"Okay, but Conan, you have to behave yourself and not bother Mr. Gojo."

Ran Mouri also saw Satoru Gojo; they had met through Mr. Amuro.

She had a good impression of the blind young man and felt comfortable letting Conan go to play with him.

"Don't worry, Sister Xiaolan, I will take good care of Big Brother."

Conan said with an innocent and cute expression, and then ran towards Gojo Satoru.

"Wow, Xiaolan, when did you meet such a handsome guy?"

"He's so handsome! Let's go say hello to him."

Sonoko Suzuki stared at Satoru Gojo with a lovesick expression, and suddenly couldn't move.

Even though Gojo Satoru was wearing a dark eye patch, she could tell that this person was definitely a super handsome guy.

Her biggest hobby is finding handsome men, and she absolutely had to get to know this super handsome guy.

And this handsome guy also loves desserts just like her, what a coincidence!

"Sonoko, calm down, you're talking too loudly."

Ran Mouri awkwardly pulled her excited friend back, certain that Mr. Gojo had already heard what Sonoko had said.

It is extremely rude to be overheard by the person being discussed.

"Heh~" Gojo Satoru chuckled softly; he had indeed heard what Suzuki Sonoko said.

As expected, his handsomeness is irresistible; Sonoko Suzuki has excellent taste.

Conan stared at Sonoko Suzuki with a black line on his forehead. Couldn't this young lady at least consider the occasion when she's being infatuated?

He blushed with embarrassment when he heard Gojo Satoru's laughter; it was obvious that everyone had heard what Sonoko was saying with her loud voice.

"Conan, that lady is someone you know, isn't she? She's really interesting."

Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "Playing with children when you have nothing to do is good for your physical and mental health."

"Brother Gojo, I'm sorry, Sonoko-neechan didn't mean it. She was just complimenting your good looks."

Conan felt extremely embarrassed; he was really afraid that Sonoko Suzuki's infatuated behavior would scare Satoru Gojo.

Thankfully, this infatuated young lady didn't scream, or he would have wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.

"That shows your friend has great taste, don't you think so, Conan-kun?" Gojo Satoru said in a good mood.

So when Sonoko Suzuki came to greet him, he smiled especially brightly and even gave the two of them a daifuku that was specially made for him by the store.

"Wow, you're not only handsome, but also a very nice person. Thank you for the gift, Mr. Gojo."

Sonoko Suzuki's affection for Satoru Gojo skyrocketed. She sighed inwardly, thinking, "What a handsome guy, what a pity..."

"Gojo-nii, what's your relationship with Amuro-nii? Why does he only make daifuku for you?"

Conan is genuinely curious about this issue; Amuro Tooru is behaving rather strangely in this regard.

He couldn't help but think of Amuro Tooru's true identity: the Japanese Public Security...

Could it be that Gojo Satoru was originally a policeman, and the two met at the police academy?

Then he injured his eye while performing a mission and had to leave his post.

When the two meet again, Amuro Tooru learns about his former friend's experiences, so he feels sorry for him and specially learns how to make daifuku.

Conan subconsciously shook his head at this thought. What was he thinking? This was obviously impossible.

Gojo Satoru: "..." I'm dying of laughter. So I'm a policeman after all.

Amuro Tooru: "..." With your vivid imagination, why are you a detective? Go write novels.

"The relationship between customers and staff. As for why they only made me daifuku? I guess it's because I'm handsome."

Gojo Satoru said this in a serious tone, which startled Conan.

"You know, good-looking people usually have special privileges."

Conan: "..." He felt that Gojo Satoru was arguing with him, and he had evidence.

He stared at Gojo Satoru with dead fish eyes and said with dissatisfaction, "Big brother, although I'm a child, I'm not stupid."

"But I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, go ask Amuro-kun."

Gojo Satoru said lazily, not afraid that Conan would actually ask Amuro Tooru, as he was also quite curious about the matter.

However, this matter is most likely related to Kenji Hagiwara; he probably asked Tooru Amuro to do it.

Conan was speechless. He was quite certain that even if he asked, Amuro Tooru wouldn't tell him the reason.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

After the scream rang out, a figure stumbled out from the direction of the restroom.

"There's...someone...dead...in...the...restroom..."

Tanaka Nozomi sat on the ground, pale-faced, and trembled as he spoke.

Gojo Satoru thought to himself, "Here he comes. Conan truly lives up to his reputation as a walking death god; wherever he is, there are either dead people or dead people."