Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

The previous disguise was just to adjust his eyebrows, cheeks and forehead to different angles on his original face. However, if he wanted to pretend to be a specific person, he couldn't be too different from his appearance in the afternoon, which was a great test of his skills.

Sitting in the old bathtub of the Nan family to wash the dust off his body, Yuuji looked at the bathing area which was almost the same as the future. He buried his face directly in the pool and tried hard to recall Aunt Yuko's face.

"The nose is relatively large, but the face is very flat and lacks three-dimensionality. The lips are relatively thick, the chin is relatively wide, and the eyebrows are thick in the middle but thinner on the sides."

After climbing out of the sink, Yuuji walked around the bathroom twice and found a cotton towel for wiping the face wrapped in a paper box next to the sink. He pulled it twice, then tore it into two pieces and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

After making sure that it would not affect the voice changing effect, Yuji used his tongue to push the cotton towel to both sides of his lower teeth to make his chin a little wider. He began to modify his eyebrows in front of the mirror while twisting his body, trying to make his waist softer.

"Auntie Xizi is very cold when talking to people she doesn't know well, which is good for my disguise, but she becomes very nagging once she gets familiar with them..."

If you meet someone you don't want to talk to, just keep silent. But even though these people probably won't wake up their wives to meet him tonight, they will have to meet tomorrow anyway, so you need to use one night to think clearly about your attitude towards them.

"You mean Miss Yuko? She came back from Tokyo suddenly and wants to take a bath?"

Wearing only a white inner garment, the current housekeeper who served in the inner courtyard endured the cool night wind, feeling somewhat at a loss. She was a young lady, and the current lady came here from the Ito family after marrying here. The old lady of the Ito family was worried that the young lady could not control the notorious Nan Fengzi, so she sent her here.

In fact, it was completely useless. Last year, after a brother of the same clan as the Nan family died, his daughter was forcibly sent to Japan by Nan Zhengzong, and the lady and Master Nan had a big fight.

"Madam has always felt that Miss Yuko is very similar to her past self, so she can't forget the strong girl who didn't cry a single tear at her father's funeral."

The housekeeper shook her head at the concierge and said, "But the lady has gone to bed. If we wake her up now, the conversation might last until dawn. I'd better go see Miss Yuko."

"I was thinking, is that really Miss Yuko? She came back without saying a word, all dirty. If she hadn't been so natural in looking at this family and her clothes were not so expensive, I would have probably kicked her out."

The doorman was about to go back to sleep, but he turned back and reminded the butler.

"Fake Miss Yuko?"

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, as if he had not expected such a situation to happen. Could someone really go to someone else's house under someone else's name just to take a bath? Even if he did not know how bad the Nan family's reputation was in the Kyoto aristocratic circle, he should have realized that a family with such a large mansion could not be too simple.

Not far from the bathroom, the light was on. She walked to the bathroom door and saw the dirty clothes on the floor. She picked them up and rubbed them. She found that they were made of high-quality material and could smell the fragrance. It was obvious that the clothes had been scented several times before being worn.

"Where are the clothes?"

A girl's voice was heard from the bathroom. The housekeeper, who couldn't remember Miss Yuko's voice, had to run to put a set of pretty good clothes into the wooden basket, opened the door and pushed it in a little.

She saw a dark figure standing up from the bathtub. Although she did not have the obvious characteristics of a girl, her every move had a faint charm that was quite pleasing to the eye.

Standing in front of the door, the black shadow bent down and picked out a light yellow long skirt and a white wool collared sweater from the wooden basket, and slowly put them on in front of the housekeeper. [My nose is hot.]

The housekeeper tapped her philtrum with her finger, looked at the red thread on her fingertips, and asked with a cough, "Why did Miss Yuko suddenly come back from Tokyo?"

"I want to come back and take a look."

It was indeed a Kanto accent, mixed with a bit of Kansai accent. She found that her eyebrows and face were indeed similar to the girl a year ago. The housekeeper immediately said, "I haven't seen you for more than a year. Miss Xizi has become much prettier. Why is she still speaking Kanto dialect? She has returned home, hasn't she?"

"People in Tokyo will laugh at me if I speak with a Kyoto accent. I worked so hard to change it, but now that I've changed my accent, all my efforts have gone to waste."

The housekeeper was startled when he suddenly opened the door. Yuji just looked at her with curiosity until she lowered her head because she was embarrassed and then used her hands to tidy up her long mushroom-shaped hair.

He remembered that when Kaori was in elementary school, whenever she went out to play, Aunt Yuko at home would always give her a nasty mushroom-like hairstyle and said it was a lucky hairstyle.

"Where is my uncle? He came back without saying hello. I want to go and apologize to him."

"The master has gone abroad with Mr. Ooka." The housekeeper motioned for Yuji to follow her, and the two walked towards the direction of Aunt Yoshimoto's room in Yuji's memory.

"Miss Xizi, the lady has gone to bed. It's so late today, you should get some rest first."

The third room facing the yard was so clean that there was nothing in it. A sleepy girl about ten years old was making the bed on the green tatami. She was woken up by the housekeeper when he came to get clothes.

"She is……"

"She is the daughter of a family servant and is currently attending primary school here."

"Tomorrow morning I'm going to have stew, grilled fish, and pickles, with pure rice."

"…Hi."

Yuji knew exactly who this person was, so he asked the girl to go back to sleep and asked the housekeeper to leave as well. He waited until he was the only one in the room before he leaned against the door and listened to the sounds outside.

"You are worthy of being a Nan family member. Even the breakfast is the same..."

The housekeeper's complaints disappeared into the corridor.

(End of this chapter)