Conan: Start from Lucky Three

Chapter 85 You are already an adult

Thanks to Miss Ooka, Tachibana Shizuka had a big meal with the young lady at a high-end restaurant outside at noon.

While Tachibana Shizuka was enjoying his meal, Ooka Momiji was looking through the information about Tachibana Shizuka handed to her by the butler.

The first half of Tachibana Shizuka's information is unremarkable. The only thing worth mentioning is that he worked hard and maintained excellent grades after his parents passed away, which is quite inspiring.

It was not until Ooka Momiji finished the first half and started reading the second half, which was this year's information, that her expression gradually became interesting.

In fact, when Ooka Momiji noticed that Tachibana Shizuka's information this year accounted for half of the total information, she knew that something might be wrong.

After starting to read, he showed an expression of "as expected".

First, he was innocently caught up in an explosion in a movie theater. He was kind-hearted and dismantled the bomb in front of him, saving himself and others in the theater.

Then I started to encounter all kinds of strange murders: some were about hiding corpses, some were shot, some were stabbed to death, and some were simply blown to pieces.

These are relatively simple murders. Next, he ran into a drug gang while traveling using the invitations he won in a lottery.
After training at the shooting club, I encountered a mentally unstable murderer committing murder in the street, and he even had a gun with him.
Being able to escape death so many times in a row, Tachibana Seiji can be considered a "legend" in Beika Town in some ways.

So it is easy for Ooka Momiji to understand why Tachibana Shizuka wants a gun license and a pistol that he can legally carry with him.

If it were her, she would wish she could drive a tank to school every day.

Is this person really so unlucky?
After finishing the sixth person's portion of food, Tachibana Shizuka raised his head and noticed Ooka Momiji's sympathetic gaze, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Don't look at me like that. How can Hattori be any better than me? He's also dealing with murders and incidents all day long. We're all the same."

"That's not the case." Ooka Momiji calmly shook her head, denying Tachibana Seiji's statement. "Although Heiji encountered many cases, he took the initiative to solve many of them. As for you, Tachibana-san..."

Ooka Momiji didn't finish her words, and luckily she didn't. I finally managed to put the blame of the Plague God on Conan, but I didn't expect that the Plague God was actually me?!
"Anyway, this is the situation. I really don't feel safe without a weapon.

That guy Hattori keeps trying to get me to become a detective—I'm already in this situation even though I'm not a detective, so if I become a detective, won't I be in gunfights every day? "

Ooka Momiji instinctively wanted to "confront" Tachibana Seiji, but when she thought of her friend's bad luck, she remained silent.

Tachibana Shizuka: This silence is deafening!
"Okay, I agree with your pursuit of security, so do you mind staying in Kyoto for one more day?"

"Of course, the worst that can happen is that I can ask my classmates to help me get another day off. Being attacked by a lunatic isn't all bad. At least it makes it much easier to ask the teacher for leave."

But why should I stay one more day?"

Ooka Momiji waved to the butler beside her, and immediately the empty plate in front of Tachibana Shizuka was removed, and then the butler placed a lot of forms in front of Tachibana Shizuka.

“Since we are all going to be partners in the future, I don’t mind showing the Ooka family’s sincerity a little.

You can get what you want tomorrow, that’s my sincerity.”

Ooka Koha's behavior was half out of Hattori Heiji and half out of sympathy for Tachibana Shizuka. Of course, there was also the meaning of "flexing muscles" for Tachibana Shizuka.

Tachibana Shizuka's proposal was very much to her liking, and she didn't mind using some family resources to make special arrangements.

This is the fundamental difference between Ooka Kouye and Suzuki Sonoko. Ooka Kouye has always been aware of her status as a daughter and is happy to take advantage of her family's privileges. But Sonoko, on the other hand, sometimes doesn't really consider herself the daughter of a wealthy family, and sometimes she's so rough she's no different from a man.

Especially when she sees the handsome guy laughing, her big tongue and small tongue come into play, making her look like a female version of Kogoro Mouri.

This time, Tachibana Shizuka was very happy about Ooka Koye's "sympathy". He didn't even mind that Ooka Koye sympathized with him more.

What's wrong with playing the victim if he can get some real benefits? If the benefits were enough, Tachibana Shizuka would even go on the stage of The Voice of China and tell his story directly.

He is an orphan without parents. With this background, he would be crushed in the Voice of China storytelling session.

All in all, I said goodbye to Ooka Momiji at noon the next day.
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"Have you just come back from exercise?" Standing outside the door of the hotel room booked by Tachibana Shizuka, Ooka Momiji looked at Tachibana Shizuka who was sweating profusely and asked curiously.

"That's right. Even though I'm not back in Tokyo, I can't miss my daily workouts. This hotel's gym is pretty good and professional."

Tachibana Shizuka swiped the key card to open the door and invited Ooka Momiji and the butler carrying a small suitcase into the suite.

"Please sit anywhere. I'm going to the bathroom." After letting Ooka Momiji sit on the sofa in the living room, Tachibana Seiji went into the bathroom in the bedroom, washed his face, and then wiped the sweat off his arms.

"It looks like what I want has arrived?" Tachibana Shizuka's eyes fell on the small box carried by the butler, which was just the right size to hold a pistol and several magazines.

"Of course, people from the Ooka family never brag." Ooka Hongye said proudly, and at the same time gestured to the butler.

The butler put down the small box in his hand, took out a certificate from his pocket and handed it to Tachibana Shizuka. After Tachibana Shizuka took the certificate, Ooka Hongye continued, "Tachibana-san, congratulations on becoming an adult."

"Ah?" Before Tachibana Shizuka could react, he subconsciously flipped open his ID.

This is a gun license issued by the Kyoto Prefecture Public Safety Commission, which records Tachibana Shizuka's basic information and the serial code of the gun he holds.

None of this matters. What matters is that some minor changes were made to Tachibana Shizuka's year of birth in the basic information column.

Tachibana Shizuka, who should have been 17 years old, has become an 18-year-old adult on this gun license.

(In reality, Japan only changed the age of majority to 22 in April 4, and the revised regulations are used here)

"Ah, this." Strictly speaking, whether he was 17 or 18 didn't mean much to Tachibana Shizuka. He had experienced it once and didn't mind experiencing it again, but...
“Is this age real?”

"Of course it's true. Your household registration information has been modified, and from now on you are a real adult in the legal sense." Ooka Momiji understood what Tachibana Shizuka meant. She never liked to play around with the details.

Since Tachibana Shizuka's underage status is the main obstacle preventing him from obtaining a gun license, why not just make him an adult?
It is a bit troublesome to apply for a gun license for a minor, but changing a person's age is not difficult at all for the Ooka family.

So just one night later, Tachibana Shizuka welcomed his first day of adulthood in a hotel in Kyoto.

"Hmm, an unexpected coming-of-age ceremony? This is really sudden." Tachibana Shizuka scratched his head and always felt that the feeling at the moment was a little strange.

Ooka Momiji smiled generously, with a rather heroic air: "Well then, Tachibana-san, come and see the coming-of-age ceremony I've prepared for you!"

(End of this chapter)