Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

The daily noise begins.

Regardless of whether Sano was impatient or not, or whether he responded.

He kept talking to himself—complaining about the Black King on the other end and about Nakajima Keizo on this end, without getting annoyed at all.

“Gah…Kao Chang…Gah.”

"I want grilled sausages for dinner, they smell so good."

This is another topic that Dahei quickly changed the subject to... Hmm?

Sano paused, his expression froze, and he suddenly turned to look at Daikoku.

What...did you just say?

"Gah?"

Big Black tilted its head in confusion: "I said I want to eat grilled sausages tonight... is that not allowed?"

"It's not that it's impossible."

Sano hesitated slightly—the point, of course, wasn't what Daikoku wanted to eat that night, or whether he was willing to give the bird, well, grilled sausage.

The key point is...

What Sano just heard doesn't seem to be just a translation through mental communication.

Instead, it was the very word "grilled sausage" that actually came into my ears.

"You, repeat what you just said."

Sano, whose eyes were usually invisible under the guise of the Black Fox, could now see clearly. His direct gaze made Dahei unconsciously move to the side, unable to meet his eyes, and say, "Then, then I won't eat it..."

"Who asked you if you're going to eat or not?"

Sano frowned and grabbed Daikoku by the neck.

"I'll let you say it again."

"Gah!"

Big Black, who was already a bit timid, was now truly frightened.

Its two wings flapped incessantly, feathers flying everywhere.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, Master! I'll never eat sausages again... no, I'll never eat anything at all again! I promise I won't let you spend any money!"

"Stop talking nonsense. I'll buy you ten grilled sausages later. Let me say it again, you want grilled sausages."

Under Sano's impatient gaze, Daikoku finally realized that it wasn't something he had done to provoke Sano's anger.

After hesitating for a few seconds.

Big Black repeated, "I want to eat grilled sausages tonight."

And now Sano was able to confirm that Daikoku had indeed uttered syllables that sounded like "grilled sausage"... although they were somewhat unclear.

what's the situation?

coincidence?

Or is it inevitable?

Sano looked at Daikoku, remained silent for a moment, and then asked, "Didn't you realize it yourself?"

"Gah?"

Big Black tilted its head again, puzzled, and asked, "Check, notice what?"

"You little rascal, it seems like you can talk now."

Big Black blinked: "...Wasn't that something that happened eight hundred years ago?"

"That's not the kind of talk."

Sano carefully considered his words before saying, "Like the sounds made by human mouths, not words that only I can understand. Can you understand?"

Big Black was taken aback.

"How is that possible? I'm a crow, how could I speak human language?!"

Sano stroked his chin and pondered, "Indeed, even if they possess intelligence no less than that of humans, their biological structures are different, so how could they possibly speak... Could it be because crows, like parrots, belong to the bird family?"

...If this is indeed the case as Sano speculated, then it's not surprising, nor is it anything to worry about.

Because crows are not parrots.

Due to their unique biological structure, parrots are able to learn many human languages.

However, due to limitations in their intelligence, they are unable to engage in deep communication.

Sano's live equipment, on the other hand, is the complete opposite.

Big Black might be a bit special, but at most, it can only utter a few indistinct syllables. It's not like a parrot can speak clearly.

It's practically impossible.

However, there is another possibility: the unusual behavior of the big black dog just now was not because its physical structure is similar to that of a parrot.

The real source is the design of the living equipment...

That would be quite interesting.

Sano casually pulled out Erhei, which he had hung around his neck using spider silk.

...This thing doesn't even make a sound, so how could it possibly "speak"?

"Eek?"

Although it was not very clear... and there was no neck at all, Sano still "saw" that Erhei tilted his neck in confusion.

Clearly, Sano couldn't quite understand why he suddenly pulled him out.

As for that "嘤" sound, it meant asking what was wrong with Sano.

...That's right, spiders do make sounds.

They were extremely small; even a spider the size of half a palm could hardly make a sound, let alone... a spider the size of Erhei.

"It's nothing, just checking on you."

Sano put Erhei back, not daring to exert any force with his fingers.

I was afraid that if I wasn't careful, I would turn Erhei into sauce.

After returning to his building, Sano paused, then went to the doghouse at the bottom of the stairs, squatted down, and looked at Kuro, who had already returned earlier.

"Ok?"

Xiao Hei looked up in confusion.

Sano, however, threw down a few grilled sausages.

"You did a great job today, here's a reward for you."

"Thank you, brother."

Xiao Hei naturally wouldn't stand on ceremony with Sano, and quickly devoured the sausage on the ground.

But when he looked up, Sano was still squatting there.

"..."

Make sense.

In the eyes of Xiao Hei and the other two... well, actually, at most including Da Hei, Sano, while not exactly a brutal slave owner, was certainly not an approachable "wise ruler."

When there's something to do, they'll call you over to work; when there's nothing to do, unless they're bored and happen to be together, they won't even bother to say a word.

Oh, I heard that the new guy who recently joined, the Black King, seems to be quite favored by Sano, but that's just a special case.

Because of his size and abilities, Erhei was always kept close by Sano.

It also cannot be included.

all in all.

Sano didn't leave immediately after throwing away the sausage, which was very strange.

Xiao Hei shrank back into the doghouse with some wariness... The last time it felt uneasy, it was almost used as a test subject by Sano.

Ok.

Xiao Hei heard from Da Hei that Sano was carrying a chainsaw back then... It's terrifying to even think about.

"Little black?"

Sano spoke gently, then reached out and grabbed Xiao Hei by the neck, pulling him out forcefully with a kind smile on his face.

"Come on, learn from me, grill a sausage and tell me how."

"Hey?"

"What the hell? I told you to learn from me."

"...grilled sausage."

"I'm not asking you to say those two words to me, I'm asking you to say those two words out loud."

"...Didn't I already say that!"

"No, I mean you have to squeeze those two words out of your throat, understand?"

"...Seriously, brother, you're putting a dog in a really tough spot. I'm a dog, you know! A dog can only bark, it can't talk!"

"Just say it. How will you know if you don't try?"

"...Woof woof!"

"No, let's try again."

"..."

After Sano went out to buy a shovel and dinner after he got home from school, the little girl waited and waited until midnight but he didn't come back. Finally, she couldn't help but go out to check on him, and all she heard was a dog barking and the sound of "grilled sausage, grilled sausage".

I peeked out from behind the stairs at the end of the corridor.

My good uncle was holding a dog and repeatedly saying "grilled sausage".