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""oh?""

Things are getting interesting. Black Swan narrowed his eyes and looked at Sambo beside him. "What's wrong, Mr. Assistant Detective? You seem very anxious?"

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Detective Conan.

The basement of the doctor's house was filled with the bitter aroma of coffee. Haibara Ai curled up lazily on the sofa, her fingertips constantly tapping on the laptop, organizing the information from the sky.

"This man named Sambo finally showed his true colors..." Conan breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Wow." Haibara Ai raised her eyebrows slightly. "You're really worthy of me. You actually try to conduct serious reasoning in such a nonsensical case... How should I put it? It's like doing handwriting analysis on a kindergarten kid's graffiti."

"This is different from the cases. Of course I know those cases are made up, but the motives of this fool, Sambo, are very suspicious." Conan looked at Sambo on the sky screen and began the classic "fly rubbing hands" action. "At first I thought he was a fake Hanabi, but just now he said in unison-"

"Has this possibility been ruled out?"

"Yeah." Conan nodded firmly, "They must be in the same group. This rememberer must have noticed it too."

Ai Huibara took a sip of her coffee. "So... it was Sanbo who took the initiative to cooperate with Hanabi in this farce? But why? Are the Fools so united?"

"I'm afraid they're not very united when it comes to fighting? But they should be pretty consistent when it comes to having fun and running away."

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"Ah, no... I, this... Haha, this locked room murder case is quite interesting. I wanted to make a guess..." Sambo quickly tried to make amends.

"Let's go—we can't keep girls waiting."

"Two members of the Dream Dance Troupe were about to hold the Black Swan back, saying that Hanabi-sama had something else to announce—"

"The scene suddenly changed, and Hanabi appeared, wearing a detective cap. She was holding a pair of detective glasses and a mustache, dressed like a detective. In short, she was very cute."

She suddenly turned to look at everyone in front of the screen and happily announced:

““Clang clang—now comes the most exciting and romantic moment of a play: challenging the audience!””

"It is well known that the terrifying Masked Fool Hanabi can transform into the appearance of other people. In this play, the villain Hanabi has disguised herself as another character."

“So, may I ask – who exactly is this character?”

"Also, if you're interested, you can try to deduce the locked-room murder case that the Rememberer didn't want to challenge. Don't let Hanabi's painstaking effort to come up with this puzzle go to waste!"

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Naruto.

"Sure enough, this girl...can see us too."

In the cave, Uchiha Madara folded his arms, frowning as he watched Hanabi's declaration to the crowd in the sky. She seemed to have no ill will towards them, the "audience," simply inviting them to participate in her little detective game.

Obito sat on a rock, his shrunken face looking particularly hideous in the shadows. He stared at the smiling face of the fireworks in the sky, a hint of annoyance flashing in his eyes.

"I'm increasingly convinced that this Sky Curtain is connected to [Pleasure]. It seems only fools can see us through it. Other Fates... even those as powerful as Orders, are unable to detect our presence." His voice was hoarse and low, like sandpaper rubbing against rock. "Ban, in your time... did the Sky Curtain appear?"

"Even in the earlier Warring States Period, there were no records of such things." A sneer crossed Madara's lips. "But, if they see it, then so be it. As long as they don't interfere with our plans, that's fine."

"Even if the fools want to influence it, can they do it?" Obito said, "So far, the abilities displayed by Hanabi and Zanbo are not special. They can be done with ninjutsu and dojutsu."

"Foolish." Madara interrupted him coldly, "If fools only know these few tricks, do you think they can freely travel to various worlds to play games? What they show is not all -"

"For people like them, excessive interference might affect the fun of the 'performance'... I'm afraid you won't be able to see the true strength of a Masked Fool unless it's absolutely necessary."

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"The two of them arrived at Clock Kid Square, only to find it deserted, save for a lone Belloberg specialty trash can."

“Hey! Yo! Dear Rememberer, and Uncle Cold Legs—you’re finally here!” Hanabi rapped to start the conversation.

"I didn't expect you to skip the last puzzle. That was my most confident work! Never mind, Master Hanabi, I won't bear grudges. Come on, this is the last question—"

““Listen to the question! What creature has four legs in the morning, two legs at noon, and three legs in the evening?”

Black Swan smiled faintly: "Why isn't this a murder case?"

"Hanabi's voice came from the trash can: "You have to relax a little sometimes! Come on, dear, give your answer quickly~"

“Given that it’s a classic puzzle, Black Swan didn’t hesitate to offer his answer: ‘Human, right?’”

"Trash Can immediately rejected her ridiculous answer and said the final answer is - [Fireworks]!"

"In the morning, I'm too sleepy to get out of bed. At noon, I'm busy everywhere. At night, I'm exhausted, but I still have to raise my hand to brush my teeth—poor Hanabi! So of course it's [four legs in the morning, two legs at noon, and three legs at night]~"

"Sangbo no longer wanted to complain. He held his forehead and said, "What a mess..."

"But the Trash Can wasn't about to let Black Swan go. Given her cheating behavior, it attacked her head-on! Unfortunately, before it could even land two kicks, it was crushed by the Mysterious Card-Throwing Woman's Arcane Stacker."

"Zanbo was curious about why the trash can suddenly stopped making any noise, and was about to pull Hanabi out of the trash can. However, what awaited him was... the lifeless, battered corpse of Hanabi-sama!"

“Ah…Ahhhhhh! Sis, you…you killed Hanabi!”

Chapter 366 Masked Pas de Deux (Part 6)

JOJO's Bizarre Adventure: Golden Wind.

"Ah? He's dead already?"

Mista's eyes widened. He didn't expect that Hanabi, who had been so active throughout the whole scene, would die so easily in such a "funny" way... and died in a trash can.

"That's really weird, isn't it? Besides that ugly guy with lots of eyes who looks like a stand-in and can actually 'kill' people in the dream, is there any other human being who can do that?"

"...But this black swan can no longer be considered human, right?"

Trish showed a confused expression. In her impression, the Black Swan seemed to be different from the others. She didn't understand what they meant by "meme", but just based on the meaning of the conversation, she guessed... probably similar to a ghost?

It doesn't seem unimaginable that a woman who can transform into a ghost, who is invisible and intangible to others, and who can even enter and exit dreams at will, can kill people in dreams.

Fugo narrowed his eyes. "But if you die in a dream, your body will wake up in reality. I'm afraid Miss Hanabi is rubbing her eyes in the Daydream Hotel right now?"

"...That's true, but the prerequisite is that the fireworks in the dream must dissipate into dream bubbles, right?"

After Trish's words, everyone noticed that the corpse of Hanabi-sama hadn't vanished from the sky. The girl remained silent, leaning against the pedestal, as if asleep.

"Is this... a fake death?"

Mista held his chin up, observing the girl carefully, and said with a pout, "If this girl wasn't so noisy and was quiet, she'd be quite cute... Anyway, she's much cuter than that girl who calls herself a 'lady'."

"Giorno...can I beat him up here?"

Trish clenched the tissue so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms.

"Well... Polnareff is still resting upstairs. Anyway, just don't disturb him."

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"How is this possible?! How could someone die in Pinocchio's dream? Liuguang Yiting...what did you do?!"

Sambo panicked and began accusing Black Swan, "You did it, didn't you? Killing someone in a dream... Only the power of memory could do that! You planned it from the beginning. Just because she played a trick on you, you were going to kill her to silence her!"

"Death does not exist in Pinocchio's dreams. This is the family's promise. It is also the blessing of Harmony. Not even the Rememberer can break this barrier." Black Swan said slowly, "There is no need to go to such great lengths. If you only want to confirm this one thing... I have already told you the answer, Miss Hanabi."

"Hanabi-san? Who are you talking to?"

“You.”

"The other character Hanabi is disguised as...isn't that you, Mr. 'Sambo'?"

"Black Swan, after some simple deduction, combined this with the locked room murder she just skipped over, believes she understood Hanabi's hint, which is that the murderer is the [Detective Assistant]."

Sambo's tone suddenly cooled. "Has anyone ever told you that you're more of a detective than a Rememberer?" But then he slowly shook his head, suggesting that Black Swan's reasoning was incredibly close to the truth... except he had another answer.

"The assistant detective who proved her death was not the real murderer, but an accomplice who helped her fake her death."

At this moment, the "corpse" that had been silent and breathless a moment ago stood up and looked at the black swan with a smile: "Dear, the correct answer is - Hanabi-sama's corpse! Hanabi, disguised as 'Hanabi-sama's corpse'!"

Black Swan chuckled, indicating that while it was a bit of an overemphasis, it was not a bad idea. She looked at Sambo and said, "Then... who is this Mr. Sambo?"

Sambo bowed slightly and said, "Beautiful lady, I confessed to you early on - I really don't know anything. I was just delivering a letter for a friend."

"Hanabi smiled and walked over to Black Swan. "My dear, why take it so seriously? You take away [memories], and I gain [joy]. We can each get what we need from each other. Since we are so compatible, and you and I are both alone... why don't you join me and dance a duet together?"

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Konosuba: God's blessing on this wonderful world.

"It seems like the Remembrancer is very popular wherever she goes in Pinocchio. Even the Fool couldn't resist inviting her to collaborate." Kazuma slumped down on a bench in the Adventurer's Guild. "As expected, a beautiful, intelligent, and powerful big sister is hard currency wherever she goes!"

"Strength? But she looked so embarrassed when Huang Quan plucked her hair. Have you forgotten?" Aqua suddenly interrupted.

"Hey, hey, hey... are you kidding me? The one plucking the hair is a Lingshi! With one strike from her, the Demon King of our world will owe her twenty lives! Whoever messes with a monster like this will suffer. Just like if you don't get first place in the grade on the exam, it doesn't mean you're a bad student, right? What if you're second in the grade?"

"That makes sense... Mainly because the last dance almost completely destroyed this sister's image, and I'm a little uncomfortable with it."

Kazuma coughed softly. "Then you need to adapt quickly. I suspect that if the family ever displeases her, she'll wipe them out with a single blow. She's already taken down the Underworld Duke, so there's no guarantee she'll target other factions."

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"…I don't understand why you're so obsessed with destroying the family's boundaries. But I've already told you that the Rememberer can't help you, so please seek help from others." Black Swan looked up at Sambo beside him. "Besides, I don't think you're alone. Oh, I'm not referring to him, but the person behind you..."

"The one who hired you to come to Pinocchio wouldn't want you to secretly interact with other forces, right?"

Hanabi suddenly became interested, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly: "...How did you know?"

Black Swan's smile deepened. "Memory is like the deep sea, but if you want to kill two birds with one stone... the fish in the sea may not suit your taste, right?"

"So you mean to refuse?"

More and more people gathered in front of the Clock Kid statue, completely surrounding the Black Swan. Hanabi's smile remained, but the light in her eyes had completely turned cold. "Rememberer... do you think you can leave safely?"

"Why not?" Black Swan said without a trace of panic on his face.

Seeing that her threats had failed, Hanabi immediately put on a faint smile: "I won't scare you anymore, dear. You'll know the answer sooner or later! Let's just get to know each other for a while today. If you ever change your mind, come find me at the tavern - provided you can find me, haha!"

"She turned around and said, 'Let's go, Sang... Sang... Bo?'"

Hanabi frowned, her face full of confusion: "...Who is Sambo...?"

"Sambo was also confused. He realized that this was not Pinocchio. Everyone present seemed to have not seen the Black Swan and let her leave."

"I said... why not?" Black Swan turned to look at the two Fools staring at each other in bewilderment in the square, "Don't worry, a rough method goes against my memory aesthetics, so once I'm out of everyone's sight, you'll be able to remember everything again. And..."

"I'm sorry, dear. I already have someone I want to dance with."

Chapter 367 Masked Pas de Deux (Part 7)

Sword Art Online.

"Uh... her dance partner isn't going to be Yomi, is he?" Asuna frowned slightly. "That's hell ahead..."

Kirito sat beside her, his black coat casually draped over the back of his chair. He looked at the faint smile on Black Swan's lips and shook his head gently. "It's not that scary, is it? Miss Huang Quan is quite friendly. Well, if I must make an analogy... is she like a relatively friendly yet powerful NPC? That dance was only possible because Black Swan took the initiative to pry into Huang Quan's memories, otherwise nothing would have happened."

"That seems to be the case..." Asuna thought carefully. During that dance, Yomi had indeed not actively shown any malice. If she had shown even a little bit of malice... Black Swan probably wouldn't have participated so well in the cooperation with the train crew.

The black swan was crushed in Huang Quan's memory. It was more like game players like them accidentally stepped into the territory of a high-level BOSS and were easily killed by the traps in the territory.

"However, what's happening now is that Black Swan should have already formed a connection with Himeko before reaching a cooperation with Xing. Her dance partner...I'm afraid it's the train team."

Kirito smiled and said, "Compared to the above-board train crew, the actions of this group of masked fools are still too shady. If it were me, I probably wouldn't dare to cooperate with someone like Hanabi."

"I've probably figured out her style... If she claims to be performing on stage, I suspect she'll find a way to kick me out in front of the stage and hide herself away. Once I've attracted enough attention, she'll drop a bomb and send us all back to reality."

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"Daydream Hotel."

The amber light cast a hazy hue on Hanabi's unhappy face. She sat at the bar, legs dangling, a glass of classic sparkling water in her hand, sighing, "Ah... Really, I wouldn't really do anything to her."

"Forget about the Rememberer and let's talk about my own business. I've done all the help I could, and as agreed—" Sambo paused and said, "Isn't it time to return my [Mask] to me?"

Hanabi looked thoughtful and said, "Since when did the Masked Fool have to keep his promise?"

"Sambo was stunned for a moment."

Seeing him look a bit unresponsive, Hanabi burst out laughing. Her laughter was like accidentally knocked-over marbles, tinkling and bouncing on the blurry bar counter.

"Haha, I'm just kidding! I love seeing that expression on your face. Here, the key to the tavern's cellar is in the third barrel on the left. Don't tell me it was given to you."

But she looked up again with curiosity. “But, Sambo… after all this time, what made you suddenly want to take the mask back? This doesn’t seem like the you I know…”

"Let me guess—the Yarilo-VI catastrophe is coming, right?"