Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

First, this guy wants to use this to get in touch with Ai Haibara.

Second, this guy wants to get close to Miyasu Aiko, or rather, Miyano Akemi.

Sano frowned slightly.

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"Boss, what should we do here...?"

Sano snapped out of his daze and replied directly, "Just do what needs to be done, pay the market price... Let him do all the work he can, you and Aiko should rest more, just make sure he's not idle."

"...Okay, I understand."

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It seems that the relationship between these two people isn't very good; in fact, it might even be... a bit bad?

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Therefore, Sano's treatment of Amuro Tooru was a sign of his timidity and displeasure.

Considering that in addition to the boss-part-time worker relationship, the two also have an employee-boss relationship, and that Amuro Tomo is clearly the boss of a detective agency, yet he still travels all the way here to do odd jobs.

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Amuro Tooru is an extremely harsh and heartless boss who mistreats his employees!

As a diligent and hardworking employee, I am committed to providing excellent service and support.

Just then, Amuro Tooru looked over.

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Chapter 530, Chapter 533: Not very damaging, but extremely insulting.

"Hey, wipe that table with a rag and mop the floor too. Hurry up, the delivery guys are coming soon and we need to unload the goods quickly!"

Amuro Tooru was given a gift of food and pleasure, but his body was so weak that he was afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

...They were all so friendly and amicable just a moment ago, how come their attitude has turned so harsh in the blink of an eye?

Amuro Tooru was working, but he felt somewhat depressed.

See the donation of the sword, where is the apology? The bright Ω, the emperor's apology, the swiftness of the bath.

Blurred.

I can't understand.

Can't understand.

A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.

"What are you doing? Stop dawdling! Hurry up!"

Amuro Toru had just finished sighing when...

"I know, I know……"

Amuro Tooru, as if he had returned to his student days, could only timidly bury himself in his work.

What a heartless shop manager...

……

Surprisingly, the Plague God family did not cause any trouble during Sano's business trip.

At least, Sano didn't receive any related missions.

When Sano returned to his building, he saw the little girl and the chubby boy.

And a few other little girls who should also be in kindergarten.

A group of people sat around a table with various small plates in front of them, containing things like dirt and pebbles... Were they playing house?

Sano fired a row of shots, then hesitated, wondering if he should retreat first.

The little girl noticed Sano and stood up, waving and calling out, "Uncle, come here!"

A whole row of little heads and chubby little heads all turned towards Sano.

"..."

Sano went over and, after receiving a chorus of greetings, pulled out a bunch of lollipops from her pocket and handed one to each person. She then received another chorus of thanks and, unsurprisingly, was pulled into this group of pretenders. Because they were all very young girls, the roles were too limited, which made the group of little girls feel a little bored.

Little Fatty is different... but given his situation, he can only play the son.

Now that Sano is here, there's another father figure to play.

On the contrary, the role of the mother has become highly sought after... well, to be fair, Sano is so handsome, and he just launched a sweet campaign.

So it's not surprising that the little girls are scrambling to get their hands on it now...

There's still something a little off about it.

Watching the little girl argue with the other little girls until their faces turned red.

Sano finally coughed and took over the director's role.

This successfully helped the young girl land the role she wanted.

The other little girls were from the little girls' kindergarten and some playmates who lived nearby, but they had little to do with Sano.

If it weren't for giving the little girl face, Sano wouldn't have gotten involved at all.

Having received their "benefits," it's not unreasonable to show a little favoritism, is it?

After boredly playing along for a while, Sano's savior appeared.

The three plague gods: Conan, Ran Mouri, and Sonoko Suzuki.

He said he came to find Sano to go to the Beika Restaurant next door for a buffet.

"There are free meal vouchers."

Sonoko Suzuki held the meal ticket and said with a grin.

Sano looked at the little girl and asked, "Do you want to come along?"

The little girl shook her head and declined Sano's invitation... After all, her friends were still here, and she couldn't possibly abandon them all to go out and have fun.

As for leading such a large group of people to eat together, the little girl clearly doesn't have that much shamelessness.

Sano didn't insist. He nodded, said goodbye to the group of girls, and left with the three plague-ridden girls. This time, he couldn't even hitch a ride; he walked to the station and took the bus.

In the car, the two best friends chattered away.

Sano, meanwhile, was holding onto the handrail and staring blankly out the window.

Until one day, an unexpected event occurred—but not the kind of unexpected event that had happened before.

Sonoko Suzuki encountered a pervert and had her butt touched.

...I had long heard of the infamous "Wolf of the Japanese Buses and Trams," but this seemed to be the first time Sano had truly encountered it since coming to this world.

wrong.

Back when the nickname "Mihana Hammer Man" was popular, Sano seemed to have hammered quite a few people.

I've almost forgotten about it after so long.

After watching Sonoko Suzuki's face change drastically and she exclaim in surprise, she angrily ordered Ran Mouri to teach that bus pervert a lesson.

Ran Mouri instinctively assumed a fighting stance and kicked out directly.

The result was that the bus wolf, wearing a green—or rather, blue—hat, raised his foot and placed it on his knee, directly stopping the source of the kick.

Ok?

After a moment of surprise, Ran Mouri quickly resumed her attack.

However, after the first punch was dodged, Ran Mouri barely managed to dodge the second punch from the blue-hatted man. Before she could even react, Ran followed up with a high kick... He's a tough opponent, and you can't fight him head-on.

Ran Mouri retreated to dodge.

"Wow, no wonder he's the champion of the Kanto Tournament, he's got some skill."

The man in the blue hat offered a compliment, but did not pursue the enemy; instead, he regrouped.

Jeet Kune Do?

Seeing that Ran Mouri hadn't gained the upper hand immediately, Sonoko Suzuki, after a moment of stunned silence, finally snapped out of it and grabbed her best friend to call for backup.

"senior!!"

Just then, Ran Mouri was pulled away by Sonoko Suzuki, revealing Sano who was at the very back.

"Shh!"

A dark shadow was thrown out by Sano with a whooshing sound.

Sera Masumi instinctively turned her head to dodge, and the hammer smashed through the front window of the bus, getting stuck in the middle... Is this guy crazy??

Such a huge hammer, aren't they afraid of killing someone?

Before Sera Masumi could recover, the sound of something cutting through the air rang out again.

Sera Masumi didn't bother with anything else and quickly turned around to deal with the situation.

Sano, who had already closed in, launched a quick close-range attack.

While Sera Masumi was dazzled, she was also unable to block or dodge all of them.

She received at least two or three slaps to the face, forcing Sera Masumi to keep backing away.

Yes, that's right, it's a slap, not a fist.

The person in front of me was clearly no novice. In addition to his high combat strength, he was also very experienced and knew very well the "advantage" created under such circumstances.

It's unlikely to have much of a substantial effect.

Therefore, they completely abandoned the pursuit of substantive effects and instead pursued [something else].

It is insulting.

However, in this respect, it can perhaps be considered to have a substantial effect.