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Chapter 36 Dad? Who are you?! (Please continue reading)
Class B, first grade.

Kitahara Natsuhiro stood on the podium, his face serious.

Sumiko Kobayashi stood below the stage, her face expressionless, staring straight ahead.

Although he still had a stern face, it had softened considerably compared to before.

However, it will take some time for it to fully recover to its original state.

At that moment, Kitahara Natsuyu looked around at the students below and slowly uttered his famous line: "You are the worst class of students I have ever taught."

Upon hearing this, the students below lowered their heads, not daring to speak or even breathe loudly.

But at the same time, they were all thinking about one person: Conan!!!
The culprit behind all of this is none other than Conan.

At this moment, Conan was standing at the back of the classroom as punishment, holding a bucket of water in both hands.

Upon hearing Kitahara Natsuyu's words, his lips twitched slightly, and he also sensed unusual gazes.

"Heh! These guys must hate me to death!"

"But it's really not my fault. If Kitahara Natsuhiro hadn't come to visit my home yesterday, I wouldn't have forgotten to do my homework."

"It's all this guy's fault."

It's impossible to get him to reflect on his actions.

Even if they genuinely reflect on themselves, it's just a superficial reflection; afterwards, things will go back to the way they were before.

It goes in one ear and out the other, completely ignoring what others say.

And they repeatedly fail to correct their mistakes and repeat them next time.

Suddenly, Conan felt a gaze on him. He looked up and met Kitahara Natsuhiro's ambiguous smile. He felt a chill and put on a flattering smile.

Okay, okay! You have a lot of resentment towards me, your homeroom teacher, right?

He could smell Conan's scent from a great distance.

"Conan!"

"Have!"

Conan instinctively tensed up, straightened his back, and stood up straight.

"Why didn't you do your homework?" Kitahara Natsuyu asked with his arms crossed and a stern face.

Upon hearing this, Conan lowered his head and replied, "I'm sorry, Kitahara-sensei, Kobayashi-sensei."

"I was too playful yesterday and forgot to do my homework. It won't happen again."

"I will finish my homework later and then hand it in to the teacher."

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Just like at the Mouri Detective Agency, Kogoro Mouri wouldn't let him off the hook just because he's a kid. He'd still get a beating if he was supposed to, and he had no say in it.

So it's the same at school. This is Kitahara Natsuyu's territory. If you're wrong, you have to admit it. What else can you do?

We can't exactly let him use the wristwatch-shaped tranquilizer gun he just got from the professor to give one to his teacher!

Kitahara Natsuyu is not a bad person, nor is he a lawless madman, so naturally he would not do such a thing.

Kobayashi Sumiko's expression softened slightly, and Kitahara Natsuhiro was also quite satisfied with Conan's current attitude.

Regardless of what he was thinking, at least he bowed his head and apologized, which is progress.

But he just finished a home visit, and he dares not to do his homework? Where will he put his face? If others find out, they will laugh at him.

Therefore, he may be spared the death penalty, but he cannot escape punishment.

"It seems Conan has realized his mistake, but..."

Kitahara Natsuhiro paused for a moment, which made Conan's heart jump again.

But what? Are we going to have to do another home visit?!
Please, have mercy on me! I really won't do it again!

One home visit was enough to exhaust him; he really couldn't take another one.

"To remind Conan, please copy the school rules five times and hand them in to me first thing tomorrow morning!"

The school rules of Teitan Elementary School are only a little over a thousand words long. Even if they are repeated five times, they will only be a maximum of six thousand words, which is not much at all.

He believed in Conan, thinking that Conan's hand speed was definitely fast enough to accomplish it.

If all else fails, have Conan stay up all night; if all else fails, have him stay up all night.

All it took was a pen, a lamp, a night, and a miracle.

Moreover, staying up late is bad for your health, but staying up all night is not.

"Huh! Copy the school rules five times?"

Conan was startled. The homework only had a few words, yet he was being asked to copy the school rules—this was going too far.

Kobayashi Sumiko, who was standing nearby, felt that the punishment might be a bit too harsh, but she did not question it in public.

Kitahara Natsuhiro is the homeroom teacher of Class 1-B. Publicly questioning him here would embarrass him and damage his authority as a homeroom teacher. She wouldn't do something so foolish.

But considering what Conan had done, this punishment was nothing, and she even felt it was too lenient.

On the first day of school, my child was visited at home. After the visit, he didn't even do his homework. How outrageous!
Conan needs to be disciplined properly.

"What do you mean, 'huh'!" Kitahara Natsuyu glared at Conan: "Your parents sent you to school to learn knowledge, not to let you be ignorant and useless."

"You wouldn't want to see your hardworking parents sad and in tears, would you?"

"And others should take this as a warning, understand?"

"Yes!"

The students in the class answered in unison.

Hearing this, Conan muttered to himself, "It's not like I wanted to come to school."

Kitahara Natsuhiro glanced at Conan, then turned to Kobayashi Sumiko: "Sorry, Kobayashi-sensei, I've taken up a lot of your time."

"It's nothing." Kobayashi Sumiko shook her head. "Kitahara-sensei was doing this for our class. It's nothing."

Kitahara Natsuhiro nodded, then turned to Conan: "Go stand in the hallway as punishment!"

If I say I'll make you stand in the hallway as punishment, then I'll make you stand in the hallway as punishment.

This is what happens if you don't do your homework.

"Oh."

Knowing he was powerless to resist, Conan could only silently endure it. Then, carrying the bucket, he stood against the wall in the corridor.

"Stand here properly and come in next class. Don't run around, understand?"

Kitahara Natsuhiro gave him some instructions.

"Yes, Kitahara-sensei."

"Ok!"

Kitahara Natsuhiro nodded, turned and left, heading towards his office.

After Kitahara Natsuyu's figure completely disappeared from Conan's sight, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, leaned slightly against the wall, looked at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, and muttered to himself in a voice only he could hear: "When will this kind of life ever end!"

He's already starting to miss his high school days.

You won't have to listen to the teacher's nagging, and you can even take leave every now and then to help the Metropolitan Police Department solve cases.

They also get a lot of praise from the Tokyo media and make it into the newspapers.

People look at you with envy when you walk down the street; this kind of life couldn't be better.

Look at the kind of life he's living now.

He was disliked by Kogoro Mouri at the Mouri family's house and even got beaten up.

He offended his classmates at school, was criticized by the teacher, and was even punished by being made to stand in the corridor. If people from other classes saw this, where would he put his face?

When has Shinichi Kudo ever suffered such injustice?!

The more Conan thought about it, the angrier he became, but in the end it all turned into a sigh.

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Suddenly, Conan felt a tingling sensation in his thigh. He carefully put down the bucket, looked around, and then took his phone out of his pocket.

"Who will call me at this time?"

Upon closer inspection, the caller ID displayed four characters: Kudo Yusaku.

"It's Dad! Why is he calling me at this hour?"

Conan didn't answer the call immediately. Instead, he looked around again, then picked up the bucket and ran off, arriving at the corner of the stairs.

The call went through directly, without even needing to use Professor Agasa's bow tie-shaped voice changer.

Yesterday, Yukiko Kudo already knew about Conan shrinking, so Yusaku Kudo should know as well.

Therefore, at this point, voice changers and the like are completely unnecessary.

"Hey, Dad."

"Dad? Who are you?!"

"what?"

(End of this chapter)