Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Sano rested his chin on his hand, smiled, and offered a compliment.

Ran's attention was immediately diverted, and she scratched her head awkwardly and embarrassedly, her ears turning red: "No, I just... I saw that her practice was too boring, so I kept her company for a break..."

Chapter 446, Chapter 445: The Grand Steward of Tokyo

Listening to Ran Mouri's rambling, Sano pursed his lips.

I didn't say anything else, so why is this girl explaining so much to herself?

Forget it.

"Uncle, come down and play with me!"

The little girl didn't have so many thoughts on that; she happily invited Sano to go down and play together.

"It's not necessary."

Sano waved his hand, took out a cigarette and lit it: "I don't have such childish interests."

Ran Mouri: "..."

So, does that mean I was just being childish?

"How can this be considered childish?"

The little girl looked at Sano with indignant and condemning eyes: "That's the Will of Fire!"

Sano couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh, so you even know about the Will of Fire?"

"Of course!"

The little girl pulled a book out of her bosom, with the words "Naruto" clearly visible on it.

"This is the hottest novel right now, all the kids in our kindergarten love reading it!"

"Senior, haven't you seen this before?"

Ran Mouri chimed in, "The students at our school are watching too."

"Yeah."

Sano smiled mysteriously: "Then it seems this book is indeed quite good."

"Yes."

Ran Mouri sighed, "It seems like she's still a new author. She only has one last book left to finish. I wonder what the ending will be like."

"Um……"

Sano watched as Ran Mouri gradually entered a state of fanatical fandom.

I was a little puzzled.

I was just looking for some fun when I had nothing else to do.

The sensation it caused was perhaps within Sano's expectations.

The fact that it caused such a huge sensation, even affecting kindergarteners and deeply involving teenage girls, really surprised Sano.

"It's a pity, it won't be released again anytime soon."

Ran Mouri didn't hear Sano's mutterings clearly and asked him in confusion what he was saying.

"It's nothing, you guys have fun, I'm going back to catch up on some sleep."

After waving his hand, Sano returned home—that thing was originally something he created out of boredom.

At first, Sano was quite interested.

He was always in a rush, and even if he only had a spare moment to write, he could still produce a sufficient amount of content. However, as time went on, he gradually became fatigued.

...Or how about becoming a grand eunuch for a while?

Although my passion for the Naruto manga has greatly diminished.

But if it's a new project...

Sano does have quite a few ideas.

Of course, Sano also knew that this was just a recurring cycle.

If this continues...

Sano will most likely continue to be a eunuch.

He might eventually succeed in becoming the Grand Steward of Tokyo.

But it was just for fun, so Sano didn't care about any of that.

Suddenly, Sano stopped and took an envelope from the mailbox by the door.

After opening it and taking a look, Sano regained his fighting spirit.

...It's only been such a short time, yet I've already earned so much in royalties.

No, Sano has to keep eating this rotten money!

After closing the door, Sano turned on his computer, and the sound of typing continued incessantly.

……

night.

After a long time, Sano finally arrived at the gathering place of the Black Reapers.

The Black Dragon, who had been giving the Black Reaper and his crew a headache recently, is currently still in the hospital, allowing these "tools" to resume their usual carefree behavior.

But another problem came knocking.

"Recently, whether it's the Armed Detective Agency's official or unofficial commissions, anything that touches on the boundaries has encountered considerable obstacles. The key issue is that the people hindering us are all government officials, so we can't act on our own. That's why we wanted to ask for your opinion, boss."

Sano glanced at the scattered peripheral members not far away, staring at himself muttering to himself, and lit a cigarette: "Is it the police or..."

"It's the Self-Defense Forces."

Sano paused in his act of puffing out smoke, frowning. "Self-Defense Forces?"

"Yes."

The third party handed a document to Sano: "We've investigated privately, and it's mainly this guy named Tsuchimon Yasuhiro. He's a cadre in the Self-Defense Forces, a hawkish official in the righteous faction of the government. Recently, all matters related to the government and us have been directly ordered by him."

...The factions and camps among the officials are extremely complex, with countless groups and lone wolves of all sizes. The Black Reaper's intelligence database categorizes these people.

They are mainly divided into four types based on their general direction.

The justice system and the evil system, which are the good people and bad people in the usual sense.

Hawks and doves refer to the difference between a tough approach and a soft approach in terms of methods and attitudes.

Most people in the Justice faction are good people and defenders of justice.

The doves of the justice faction are the kind who compromise with evil forces to seek a balance, or rather, the best possible situation, while the hawks are completely different.

We must never bow down to criminal gangs.

The belief of this kind of person is that the world must be filled with light and cannot contain even a trace of darkness.

"Is nobody taking care of him?"

As Sano flipped through the documents, Xiao San added, "Tsuchimon Koki's father is a high-ranking official with extensive connections. He is also going to participate in the House of Representatives election soon, and he is enjoying great prestige. Unless they cross the line, no official of the same level should be willing to easily confront him."

Upon hearing this, Sano threw away the documents without even bothering to look at them.

"Let's leave this matter for now, keep a low profile and observe the situation."

"Okay, boss."

Sano glanced at the blond-haired man whose face hadn't fully recovered yet: "I heard you and that guy, what's-his-name, are sharing a bed in the same ward?"

"what?"

Huang Mao paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, I talked to him and found that he's actually quite easy to get along with, just a bit of a simpleton."

Sano raised an eyebrow, said nothing, and got up to leave.

...Tsuchimon Kanghui's identity is rather troublesome. It's not impossible to use force, but if we do, Sano's side will be unable to escape.

Only by acting without a temple can this be handled.

Just then, a new mission arrived.

[Please accept and complete the first mission in the latest ranking on the Killer Platform within the mission time limit. Completion will earn you 100 enhancement points. Mission time remaining: 23:59:59]

Ok?

Sano, who had thought it would be a mission related to Tsuchimon Kanghui, rubbed his fingers in surprise. Has the assassin-related mission reached the point of being a platform-specific mission? But is there a bug in this limited method?

Sano changed his alias and found an internet cafe.

After logging in as a guest, Sano selected the latest task sorting method.

The first one is—assassinating Tsuchimon Kanghui.

...So it turns out they still want to take down Tumen Kanghui.

Sano scratched his face, slightly speechless, but without hesitation, he made up a new mission that no one would ever accept.

This relegated Tumen Kanghui's task to the second position.

Let's take a look at the task again.

The task requirement that was ranked first has now become second.

It even updates in real time? Looks like we can't exploit this bug.

Having figured things out, Sano quickly logged into his Black Cat account and accepted the task.

"Kang Hui, Kang Hui~ Poor unlucky guy~"

Having already paid, Sano didn't immediately log off. After fiddling with the computer for a while, he found a reasonably interesting little game and started playing it.

But as he played, Sano gradually became engrossed and forgot about the passage of time.

It wasn't until dawn that Sano realized the night had already passed.