The Story of the Migrant Worker from the World of Conan

After looking around, I finally put my eyes on the air conditioner.

"Has the temperature been turned down?"

"It's heating now, hasn't the temperature dropped a lot recently."

"is it?"

"I heard it's going to snow, so you need to add two more clothes."

"Ah, thanks."

"..."

Speaking of which, it doesn't seem like there's anything to worry about.

So don't think about it anymore.

……

the other side.

The trio of childhood sweethearts went to the video game hall to play together.

take a photo;

play games.

It turns out to meet an unexpected person: Judy Santimilion.

"A new English teacher?"

Edogawa Conan was the first time he saw Judy, and he was a little curious, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

But didn't care.

So soon something happened that caught his attention: someone died.

Needless to say;

Another murder.

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that evening.

Go back to the leaves of the apartment building and take out all the letters from the mailbox.

Go upstairs.

Go into the room.

Haibara Ai was standing on the chair and was processing the ingredients.

"Welcome back."

"Oh, Ai-chan, are you going to cook again?!"

"……What do you mean?"

Haibara Ai was a little unhappy.

It sounds like you are not satisfied with the food you cook.

Obviously doing well.

This guy……

I just looked for Yoshida Ayumi, right? !

"It doesn't mean anything, don't care."

Leaf laughed.

After changing his shoes, he shoved the letters into Haibara Ai's hands.

"Let me do it."

"...Hmph~"

"Don't be upset, isn't it okay for someone to cook for you?"

Ye Ye patted her head.

Then he lifted her from the chair and put her on the ground.

"You'd better help me see if there are any important letters."

so finished;

Pick up the kitchen utensils and get busy.

Huiyuan pouted sadly.

After all, he didn't say anything, and took the letter back to the bedroom.

some are leaflets;

Some are community notices;

There is a letter from the publishing house;

Others are letters from fans.

"You still have fans?"

"Look at what you said, I'm also a novelist, an actor, a model, and a book painter. Isn't it normal to have a few fans?"

"Hehe~"

Hai Yuanai laughed dryly.

novelist?

Although it is true that some short stories have been published.

actor?

Obviously it's a trick.

model?

It's not official.

book artist...

"Tsk~"

This is not an evaluation.

I opened the envelopes and looked at them one by one. There was nothing to worry about.

Only one is slightly different.

"Is this your name?"

"Which one?"

"this one."

Haibara Ai took the letter and walked to Ye Ye's side.

Hold it up for him to see.

"Ye Luo... oh, that's the pseudonym I used when I drew the book."

"Why use that name?"

"Not nice?"

"It's just that the pronunciation is a little awkward."

Not like the Japanese pronunciation.

English……

Or Chinese?

"Really."

Leaf shrugged.

"I feel pretty good."

leaf fall;

Yellow;

yellow;

H.

Since it is a pseudonym used in the painting book, of course it has to have some connotations.

"What does it say above?"

"It's your fan, I asked you why you haven't made a new work recently."

"Hmm~"

New work……

Since the orphanage, less fiction has been written.

The book is no longer drawn.

Because it's not like before, in a hurry to make so much money.

"what about others?"

"Nothing important."

"Then put it all away and put it in the cardboard box under the bed."