Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Sano nodded thoughtfully.

At night, he would be a very good assassin.

In addition, this thing can automatically change its summoning position according to the situation. If it is under control, it will suddenly appear in the enemy's blind spot.

That would be an excellent opportunity for a sneak attack.

After pinching the physical evil spirit's... well, its muscles, Sano thought for a moment, then chose to put on the special attack suit, opened his mouth, and then silently recited something in his mind.

"Come on, hit me."

The evil spirit made no sound whatsoever.

...So it's not possible to issue commands just by thinking about them?

That would require verbal instructions, which is a bit troublesome.

"Come on, hit me."

This time, Sano spoke up, and the evil spirit, without saying a word, raised its hand and threw a punch.

Sano looked at the infamous fist.

The speed isn't slow, but it's not too fast either, especially considering it relies entirely on brute force without any technique... Speaking of which, there aren't any real muscles inside this thing, so it's impossible to use any techniques.

Sano, distracted, still managed to take the punch.

Just like the speed of the punch, the power was also so-so...

After all, the values ​​are there, so there shouldn't be any major errors.

"call out!"

Before Sano could react, a second punch came.

Sano instinctively dodged, looking completely bewildered.

What happened? How did it get out of control?

"Shh!"

Seeing that he had already raised his leg for the third time, Sano probably realized what was happening.

"stop!"

The offensive came to an abrupt halt.

The evil spirit remained motionless in the raised leg position.

...As expected, they couldn't even accurately understand the content of the instructions.

The degree of artificial intelligence impairment... is about the same?

That's a bit unlucky.

So that's what it means to have weak independent action capability.

Sano scratched his head, slightly speechless. "As expected, trash is just trash..."

Ok?

Suddenly, Sano sensed something was wrong.

It has a slight ability to act autonomously, but it doesn't say that it lacks the ability to act involuntarily... Could it be that there is actually a second method of control?

How do I log in and practice just like with a clone?

Sano immediately began to try to directly control all the evil spirit's actions.

However... it didn't help.

Having absolutely no idea where to start, they could only stare blankly at those two big red lanterns.

Wait a minute, maybe I've misunderstood something.

Sano stared at the autonomous action capability for a long time before finally starting to try.

"Mop the floor for me."

The evil spirit picked up the mop next to it and started scrubbing away...

Okay, actually it was just a slight delay.

Was it because I used the phrase "delay it a bit"?

"Damp the mop, wring it out, and then mop the whole floor clean."

Sano spoke again, and the evil spirit did exactly as instructed.

However, at least after mopping the floor in Sano's house, this thing did not take the mop out to try to complete the task of "mopping the floor completely clean".

More vague instructions will automatically determine the details based on the situation. In other words, to effectively achieve the goal, the instructions need to be refined.

With a little more practice, there shouldn't be any problems.

...For example, it might be the so-called AI domestication.

However, the one responsible for understanding and evolving here is Sano... and for his living equipment, it is exactly the same.

The only problem now lies in how the instructions are issued.

Sano doesn't have any ideas on this yet.

If I had to say something, I'd try putting an earpiece on this thing and see if I could control it remotely.

Coming to his senses, Sano immediately withdrew the evil spirit.

...It's not that Sano is too lazy to even try, but compared to this extra, he's more concerned about the main player later on...Of course, whether it's the main player or not is still hard to say, but that doesn't stop him from being interested.

Black mist drifted out again.

Unlike the previous round, the evil spirits that have been summoned this time are different.

It is not a physical entity.

Not only was its entire form extremely ethereal, but its body was also only half-formed, with the lower half connected to the coat in the form of smoke, while the upper half floated.

It seems to be no different from before.

Sano opened the window next to him and randomly selected a lucky passerby. The phantom spirit immediately rushed out and crashed into the person.

Evil spirits were entwined around the person's body, as if this were true possession by a demon...

cough.

Even though he was possessed by the evil spirit, the passerby didn't sense anything amiss, nor did he show any unusual behavior...

This is different from before. Sano is not referring to the immediate effectiveness of the effect, but rather that in the past, the phantom spirits were visible.

That's right.

The phantom evil spirits don't actually exist; they're more like special effects.

This special effect is invisible to everyone except Sano and the person using it.

in other words.

Aside from Sano himself, at least the users are also visible.

Sano couldn't remember how many times he had used this thing before.

It is confirmed that two men currently in jail later stated that they saw something unclean on Sano.

One is the old woman who locked her son up in the haunted house incident.

The other was the swordsman who tried to ambush Sano but ended up getting beaten up instead. Before he passed out, he still put on a show of bravado.

Of course, no one believed what these two said... except for a certain reporter.

So much so that later on, outrageous rumors appeared such as "the cursed high school detective," "the famous high school detective is about to die," "the high school detective who crawled out of hell," and even "the high school detective who came back from the dead" and "the ghost of the famous high school detective"... Especially when combined with the "fact" of Sano's suicide, it actually seemed to have a certain flavor.

cough.

Those who are lucky are...

None of these reports went viral, at least they didn't cause Sano any unnecessary trouble... That guy is really quite bold, though.

As for that guy, he was relatively lucky. Even Sano himself didn't see these things until a long time later.

They've already "cooperated," so there's really no need to cause trouble...

In any case, we've finally fixed a minor bug.

Back to the topic.

The phantom evil spirit was already in effect immediately.

However, the singularity did not manifest itself in the user immediately. Instead, it appeared in Sano's case... from a second perspective... or more precisely, as a sensory experience of a second consciousness.

It felt similar to when Sano created a clone.

Sano could very clearly share the passerby's sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch... the main road in front of him, the sound of cars in the distance, the faint stench from the trash can on the other side, the lingering taste of alcohol in his mouth, and the feedback of the breeze on his body and the skin feedback of his feet on the ground.

The difference between the two lies in the fact that from the clone's "perspective," Sano can freely control his body, but this one can't... Hmm?

I almost forgot what I was supposed to do.

After pondering for a while, Sano finally found a starting point just before the passerby was about to leave his sight. He tried to imagine a second "perspective" where a car suddenly appeared on the main road in front of him.

"what!"

The passerby immediately screamed in fright and fell to the ground with a thud.

When I came to my senses, the car in front of me had already disappeared.

The still-shaken passerby rubbed his eyes and looked around.

"Strange, am I seeing things?"

"...What's wrong with your eyes?"

A cold voice came from beside him, startling the passerby who quickly turned around.

But there was nothing behind him.

Before the passersby could even frown, a rope was suddenly looped around their necks from behind.

Under immense force, passersby hurriedly tried to pry the rope open, but it was no use.