He's a crossover character in anime/manga, and basically just very despicable.

Now, I will personally defeat my comrade, personally bring him to trial, and personally expose the disgusting evil behind him...

We can't play together anymore... because...

From a perspective that even Conan himself couldn't see, a faint golden light appeared on his body.

...The current Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya is an "enemy".

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"Of all the heroes, you're the most troublesome, Conan."

The top of the cross street was deserted. Kurosaki Azami walked to the crossroads and quietly watched the two boys fighting.

The "hero" can sense the presence of the demon. Even if Azami Kurosaki actively suppresses his evil nature, it is in vain. Therefore, he chooses to hide on the battlefield and let Conan confuse his evil nature with Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya's murderous aura to conceal himself.

"Not only are you good at surviving, but killing you will also take a lot of effort..."

He turned his head and looked at Ran Mouri, who was located at the left end of the cross, about thirty meters away from him.

Due to the effect of the Wind Flow Technique: Invisibility, Ran Mouri, who was right next to him, could not see Azami Kurosaki at all, and the dark streets also made it impossible for Conan to detect Ran Mouri's presence.

"Go ahead, it's not like we can't bring them back later anyway."

Behind Azami Kurosaki, the Crimson King raised his right hand high, transforming his palm into a blade, and slashed down fiercely—

With a furrowed brow, Crimson King and Kurosaki Azami's left arms fell simultaneously, only to be caught by their right hands.

For Kurosaki Azami, who had already lost all humanity, this was nothing more than a small cut, like a scratch on his hand; his true purpose lay elsewhere.

The severed left arm writhed and grew several ominous-looking tentacles, while the bony canals that had extended ahead of time were rhythmically inhaling and exhaling.

"Let's go--"

An arm flew behind Ran Mouri, its touch as gentle as a young mother's tender hand stroking her baby, clinging to Ran's body with a tender yet strong touch—of course, without Ran noticing.

With a barely perceptible whooshing sound, the Wind Flow Technique: Invisibility began to take effect silently on Ran Mouri.

"'Unharmed by enemies'...tsk, what a troublesome attribute."

Watching Conan dodge bullets in all sorts of amazing ways, Azami Kurosaki pouted in dissatisfaction.

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya now only has four bullets left, and one of them missed. In this situation, he must activate his special weapon against Conan, Ran Mouri.

He was willing to cut off his own arm so that when Ran Mouri attacked Conan in the chaos, she wouldn't be immediately discovered and judged as an "enemy," thus negating Azami Kurosaki's efforts.

What will happen to Ran Mouri after she kills Conan?

What does it have to do with him? After killing Conan, he can put his arm back on, then take the saint's remains, and Ran Mouri can go into Lucifer's belly.

Since Ran Mouri wasn't a subordinate who openly followed him, Kurosaki Azami naturally didn't care about her life or death.

The Crimson King, now with one arm missing, reappeared and snapped his fingers.

A snap of the fingers that is silent and can only be seen by Stand users or Stands with independent consciousness.

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"Shoot, Ran Mouri."

The snap of the Crimson King's fingers only reached the eyes of the Magic Bullet Shooter.

As a Stand disc extracted by Zero, the Demon Bullet Shooter temporarily belongs to Ran Mouri, but it dares not disobey Azami Kurosaki's orders.

Caught in the crossfire of evil, a body double dressed as a forest ranger persuades Ran Mouri to fire a gun.

"Shoot me. Are you still clinging to old feelings in this situation?"

"Shut up, Magic Bullet Shooter."

The emotionless words startled the little stand-in.

"I just... didn't want to kill him so easily with a single shot..."

Inside the pistol left behind by Hiroki Sawada, seven magic bullets, each imbued with Stand energy, gleamed with an ominous purplish-black light.

In the German opera "Der Freischütz," the devil's magic bullets are "always on target," but the seventh bullet will inevitably pierce the heart of the beloved.

But what if the anger unleashed by the seven magic bullets was directed at a "former lover"?

"boom--"

Hiroki Sawada's revolver didn't need to be reloaded multiple times; the rapid trigger pull sent the two magic bullets flying out almost one after the other.

Avoiding two chairs and the shadowy figure of Kurosaki Azami, the magic bullet flew at an uncanny angle towards—

—Conan's legs as he battles Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya.

Chapter 162 Sacrificing Jesus (Part 3) My Heart Breaks

"That kid, he finally made a move..."

Hell, Crimson Hall: Marina, Modius, Cerberus...

None of the aforementioned hell lords are present.

Because now, only demons of a sufficiently high level and strength are allowed to enter this place.

The light from the crystal ball shone on the wall, and the demons witnessed the chaotic battle between Kurosaki Azami and the others.

"That's a really cool move. They actually cut off an arm just to make that little girl invisible."

As Lucifer's close friend and a powerful former chief prosecutor, Justice Sister highly praised Kurosaki Azami's battle tactics.

Although he preferred a more open and aggressive fighting style, Kurosaki Azami's cunning left a deep impression on this powerful demon who had once fought against the former Demon King.

"Yes, if we were in that situation, we'd probably suffer losses too."

Still sporting a forced smile, Ms. Baphomet, with her squinty eyes, began to sip Lucifer's black tea.

"So what? I admit his wickedness and cunning are unlike anything I've ever seen, but is that why you think he can defy fate?"

Her crimson robe exuded elegance and nobility, and her white horns, like Lucifer's, indicated that even among demons with near-infinite lifespans, she was a veteran.

The former Demon King, Lord of the Flies, Scarlet Queen, Beelzebub.

"Justice, if you dare to play games with me over such trivial matters, you should know that if Lucifer didn't still have some respect for me, my temper wouldn't be so easily appeased with just a pair of eyes..."

"Shut up, Beelzebub."

Lucifer, who was staring intently at Ran Mouri and drooling, suddenly became serious.

“This is the child I’ve taken a liking to; you old fogies wouldn’t understand.”

"You talk as if you're that much younger than me. When we first met, the Roman Empire hadn't even split up yet, had it?"

"Don't talk about a woman's age!!"

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At this very moment, on Black Cross Street.

"Damn it..."

Although Mitsuhiko, who possessed the pistol, seemed to have the upper hand, it was clear to everyone that he had no chance of winning.

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya only had four bullets left, while Conan kept dodging, without using his soccer ball or tranquilizer dart.

"We must recall those painful events once again..."

Dad... Mom...

Genta's charred corpse and Ayumi's splattered brain matter appeared before his eyes, and Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko's figure gradually disappeared.

As one of Azami Kurosaki's pawns, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya was also unknowingly implanted with the [Substitute Disc] by Azami Kurosaki.

【Cry For Me】, a Stand of the original form.

Its destructive power, speed, growth potential, range, and precision are all 0, while its durability is C.

Ability: When the Stand user is in a state of inner pain, their presence will be greatly weakened, just like the aura concealment of a certain woman surnamed Kato, allowing for surprise assassinations!

The previous sneak attacks that Conan suffered were all from Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya.

"My mental energy is insufficient; [Heartbreak for Me] can only last for about five minutes, but that should be enough..."

With that thought, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya's aura disappeared from everyone's sight except for Azami Kurosaki.

"Mitsuhiko? Where is he?"

If a Stand like 【Heartbroken for Me】 were given to a skilled assassin or agent, it would be a tremendous asset. However, how could a child like Mitsuhiko possibly unleash its full power, especially since he was dealing with Conan, who was favored by fate?

Instinctively sensing something ominous coming from behind, Conan sprang to his feet, narrowly avoiding a bullet flying from behind. At the same time, he knelt down on one knee, reaching for the buttons on his waist and right foot with both hands.

The soccer ball was already on the ground, and the power-enhancing boots were ready.

Great, now all I need to do is use the soccer ball to bring Mitsuhiko down, then tie him up with the elastic straps, and then...

"Ughhhh!!!"

Although fate intervened and Conan dodged the bullets aimed at his legs, two purplish-black bullets still struck his feet, instantly destroying his enhanced leg strength shoes.

"【Magic Shooter】, that's not where I was aiming..."

Completely unaware of Azami Kurosaki's severed arm hanging on her body, Ran Mouri frowned, expressing her displeasure.

"Well... maybe he was just really lucky..."

How could a mere ordinary stand possibly see through the blessings that fate bestows upon Conan?

"But you can keep shooting. I can produce seven magic bullets each time, which is enough to kill this brat."

"That's true."

The barrel was raised, and an unsettling dark flash of light emanated from the revolver once more.

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"It hurts so much..."

The soles of the feet have the most acupoints in the human body. If a bullet pierces through them, not to mention the significant loss of the ability to walk, the pain alone is unimaginable.

If it weren't for the retractable straps, which function similarly to a "3D Maneuver Gear," Conan would probably just be lying on the ground waiting to die.

Mitsuhiko, are you really... so ruthless?

The watch flip-top opened, and the scope flashed a reflection.