Conan's Exorcist Detective

Chapter 13 Seasonal Snacks

After school, in the kendo club's practice room.

"noodle!"

Kousaka Haruhiko shouted, and at the same time, the bamboo sword in his hand accurately hit the helmet of the unknown classmate opposite him. The opponent's bamboo sword didn't even have time to react and was stunned in place.

This caused several students nearby to exclaim in surprise.

"This kid Kosaka has improved a lot recently."

"Indeed, it turns out he can't even beat you." said another person.

"What do you mean? Am I a badass?"

Similar whispers could be heard from time to time all around, and most of them expressed disbelief at Haruhiko's improvement in strength.

After all, they don't have any external plug-ins, so if they want to improve their strength, they can only train slowly. Sometimes they are stuck at a certain level for several months before they can see any improvement. The main thing is to accumulate strength and then make a breakthrough.

After all, people like Haruhiko who can see obvious progress in just two or three days are still a minority.

Kosaka Haruhiko put away his bamboo sword and saluted the other party.

Although the student opposite was very dissatisfied, he had no choice but to go to the corner with his bamboo sword to practice swinging in the air.

As soon as Kousaka Haruhiko took off his mask, a boy wearing glasses walked over.

"Mr. Kosaka, please give me your guidance." said Yuuki Tagawa.

Haruhiko was about to take a break, but after seeing Mr. Tagawa, he put his helmet back on.

That’s right, ever since I helped this classmate Yuuki Tagawa to beat off the bad boy a few days ago and said a few words of encouragement to him.

It seems that Mr. Tagawa was really motivated.

He actually signed up for the Kendo Club.

When Mr. Tanaka asked him why he wanted to learn Kendo.

This guy actually said that the next time a bad student gave him trouble, he would fight back with the sword in his hand.

Teacher Tanaka hesitated for a long time, but finally agreed to his application to join the company.

Maybe it's because I want to save a bullied child and consider it a good deed.

But Tianchuan's physical fitness is really bad. After practicing the air swing for a while, he couldn't lift his arms.

However, Haruhiko felt that Tagawa's ability to join the kendo club might be partly due to his presence.

After all, both of them were marginal figures who would give in when they met bad boys.

Haruhiko suddenly dared to challenge the bad boy and left him helpless, which may have stimulated Tagawa's heart.

So during Haruhiko's free time from practice, he would take out some time to practice with him and teach him some techniques.

During the few days of sparring, his relationship with Tianchuan became much closer.

This was also the first classmate he became familiar with after traveling through time, besides Xiaolan Yuanzi.

Kosaka Haruhiko picked up the bamboo sword: "Is your arm okay? It was swollen yesterday."

"It doesn't matter. This is all to atone for my previous cowardice."

Haruhiko smiled and said, "Okay, come on!"

"Please advise!"

The two of them played ping-pong.

...

Suzuki Sonoko completed her practice for today.

She slumped on the floor of the practice ground, her legs stretched naturally forward, her slender calves exposed by the hem of her kendo uniform, her crystal clear toes hooked into a beautiful arc.

"Ah, I'm so tired!" Sonoko sighed.

Xiaolan, who was standing by, helped her pull up the collar of her kendo uniform and said, "Yuanzi, you should also pay attention to your image."

"What's the big deal? There aren't any handsome guys here," Sonoko said nonchalantly. "I thought I'd meet some handsome, swordsman-like guy here at the Kendo Club, but unfortunately, all I have here are these dull seniors obsessed with Kendo, and those sweet-talking, practically useless guys who can't even beat me."

Mao Lilan looked at Sonoko helplessly: "A man like a swordsman? I'm afraid it will be difficult to find him in school."

Yuanzi pulled her legs back and crossed them in front of her body.

"By the way, Xiaolan, let's go shopping together after school today? There are new seasonal snacks in the commercial street over there."

"Not today. I have an appointment with my mom for dinner today. I secretly called my dad, hoping they can get back together." Xiaolan looked embarrassed.

"Is that so?" Sonoko said a little disappointedly, "Then you have to work harder."

"Well, I think this time it will be a success." Xiaolan said confidently, "By the way, what is that seasonal snack you mentioned? Is it very famous?"

Yuanzi perked up: "Of course, it's a summer limited edition. You won't be able to buy it after this time."

"Is that thing delicious?" Mr. Tanaka from the Kendo Club suddenly appeared behind the two of them.

"Teacher Tanaka." The two of them hurriedly stood up.

"Relax, I'm just asking." Teacher Tanaka gestured for them to calm down. "My daughter told me yesterday that she wanted to try the seasonal Ningyoyaki."

"As for the taste, it shouldn't be too bad. But this kind of thing is more about a mood, just like cherry blossoms, which can only be seen in certain seasons." Suzuki Sonoko clasped her hands together, her eyes sparkling. "Isn't it fascinating to eat such a cute snack that can only be eaten in certain seasons?"

"Oh, I'll buy some for Keiko after school." Teacher Tanaka mentioned his daughter's name with a smile on his face.

Mao Lilan asked: "Is the teacher's daughter in junior high school?"

“Still in elementary school.”

Suzuki Sonoko: "Have you practiced kendo? You should be pretty good, right? After all, you have a teacher personally supervising you."

Teacher Tanaka: "Haha, she can't do that. Besides, I can't bear to train her."

When Mr. Tanaka mentioned his daughter, his face was filled with a fatherly smile.

Suzuki Sonoko: "Teacher, remember to go early, otherwise the queue will make you vomit blood."

Teacher Tanaka nodded and went to instruct others.

Xiaolan suddenly said, "You can ask Kosaka-san to go with you?"

Suzuki Sonoko thought for a moment and shook her head: "No, there is no scene for him to perform today."

Mao Lilan: "You really treat him as a tool?"

Suzuki Sonoko blinked. "What else? Does Kousaka-san have any other role?"

Mao Lilan looked at her best friend helplessly.

Just then, Mr. Tanaka announced the end of today's guided practice.

Those who want to continue training can stay here, and the others can leave. Suzuki Sonoko was the first to run towards the locker room. As she ran, she turned back and said to Xiaolan: "I must grab the limited edition dumplings and bring them to you tomorrow."

Other students also left the Kendo Club one after another.

Kosaka Haruhiko put down the bamboo sword in his hand: "Okay, let's stop here for today."

"Okay, thank you, Kousaka-kun, for practicing with me." Tagawa took off his helmet, his face covered in sweat.

"You're so polite. I think it's better for you to take it step by step, otherwise you might hurt yourself. There's no need to be so anxious. If those people give you trouble again, I can help you."

In fact, Kousaka Haruhiko wanted to try out the level of Kendo 33 to see if it was effective when beating people.

"I will. By the way, Kosaka-kun, I heard you're interested in supernatural events?"

"yes,"

Tagawa Yuki smiled mysteriously: "I happen to know a place where there are strange rumors recently. Do you want me to take you there?"

Haruhiko's eyes lit up.

Although he has been hanging out with Ran Mouri's small group a lot recently, he actually just wants to take advantage of Conan's aura of the god of death. Maybe he is unlucky, and no murders have occurred this week.

But Haruhiko was not idle either. He set his sights on supernatural events.

Because the cat demon in Mrs. Manaka's house also increased his [Evil Spirits Repel] level by 1 after being liberated, this might be a good way to improve.

Perhaps I can use Conan's "skill CD" time to liberate these small evil spirits and improve their strength.

Roll it up first.

But reality gave Haruhiko Kousaka a heavy blow.

He has been busy these past few nights, and has been to several places where strange stories are circulating among students, such as "The Lady Walking in the Park" and "The Crying Sound in the Cinema Bathroom."

The result was nothing.

There was nothing that could be saved.

He also thought, if he went to the police station or hospital, would he encounter someone who had died unjustly?

The result was also nothing.

It seems that there are requirements for the salvation of this rice cooker. Not every soul is qualified to enter the rice cooker.

It will take more time to figure out the specific rules.

But since Mr. Tianchuan spoke so convincingly, it's still worth a visit. Besides, the office hasn't been doing well these days, so there's nothing to do at home.

So Haruhiko asked, "Is it around here?"

Tianchuan smiled: "It's not far, we can just walk there."

Then the two changed their clothes and walked out of the school together.

Kousaka Haruhiko glanced at the entry for [Heavenly Punishment] and saw that the remaining time was 00:43.

It will disappear in less than an hour, and I don’t know if I can use it.

But then he thought about how the knight's fate wasn't good, and Haruhiko felt that it would be best to just make the entry disappear.

...

At the same time, in a dark alley.

Yuta Manaka stood at the entrance of the alley, constantly taking out his cell phone to check the time, and his expression showed signs of gradually losing control.

There were a few younger brothers squatting behind him. They were the ones who usually followed him around and showed off their power. No one dared to speak.

"Damn! This fat guy is so slow." Yuta Manaka kicked the trash can next to him.

As soon as he finished speaking, a fat man ran over panting, holding a black schoolbag in his arms.

Manaka Yuta stepped forward and kicked the fat man: "Why are you so slow? What if we miss the deadline?"

"I don't want to either. There's a traffic jam on the road."

Several others gathered around: "Boss, what is this?"

"Of course, it's something to deal with Kousaka Haruhiko."

Yuta Manaka put the black backpack on the ground, unzipped it, and revealed the contents.

When the younger brothers saw this, they couldn't help but exclaimed, "Are you really going to use this against that kid?"

Yuta looked displeased: "Are you crazy or am I? Why should I be put in juvenile detention for such a piece of trash?"

"What about this?"

Yuta explained, "Of course we're going to frame him. Let the police find out that he's in possession of something so dangerous that he can't stay in school anymore, and then we'll punish him severely."

“But will the police believe it?”

"Of course we won't show it directly to the police officer. Tagawa-kun will help us create opportunities."

"By the way, have you checked the police side?" Yuta asked.

The subordinate said, "Don't worry, Kojima-kun is watching over there. Across from here is a busy commercial street, and there are patrolmen not far away to prevent any violence. As long as we shout, the patrolmen will be here soon."

A satisfied smile appeared on Yuta Manaka's face. Everything was ready, and he was just waiting for the prey to come.

At this moment, he suddenly felt like a great general planning and strategizing.

Xiongtai put the stolen goods in his hand into the black schoolbag. Suddenly, he found a white plastic bag inside the schoolbag.

"What is this?" Yuta took out a plastic bag with a cute snowman pattern on it.

"It's a seasonal snack." said the fat man.

Manaka Yuta: "I know. I'm asking why this thing is here?"

"I bought it across the street. I heard it's delicious." The fat man replied.

"You guy, you actually have time to buy this kind of thing." Xiongtai threw the white plastic bag hard on the fat man's face.

The fat man hugged the plastic bag, looking aggrieved: "But, this is a summer limited edition. You can't eat it after the time is up."

The fat man took out the human-shaped cakes from the plastic bag and distributed them to the people present.

Yuta Manaka also took a piece and put it in his mouth.

A sweet red bean flavor spread in his mouth, and he murmured to himself, "Summer limited edition... It tastes pretty good."

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(End of this chapter)