I'm in Detective Conan, and the system has assigned me a succubus.

Meanwhile, the sunlight was gradually swallowed up by the shadows of the tunnel ahead, and the sound of the wind grew louder and louder, drowning out the laughter from the amusement park.

Suddenly, Uesugi Tetsu pulled a black umbrella out of his pocket.

What does it mean?

What's this guy up to now?

Who rides a roller coaster with an umbrella?

Gin frowned, about to question him, when he heard Uesugi Tetsu mutter something beside him:

"here we go."

"what?"

Before Gin could react, Uesugi Tetsu had already leisurely opened his umbrella.

It stood right in front of the two of them, creating a small, isolated space.

The next second, a soft thud was heard, as if something had hit the umbrella.

Immediately afterwards, dark red liquid dripped down the umbrella ribs.

Gin paused, a familiar, sweet, metallic scent wafting from the tip of his nose—it was blood.

The roller coaster suddenly burst out of the tunnel, and sunlight rushed in instantly, so bright that it was hard to open one's eyes.

Suddenly, a girl's scream, mixed with a boy's exclamation, pierced the laughter in the amusement park.

Uesugi Tetsu glanced at the chaos ahead, a faint smile playing on his lips, and murmured:

"Elegance is timeless."

003 - As a succubus, one must always be mindful of gentlemanly etiquette. [3K]

Gin's face darkened completely as he stared intently at Uesugi Tetsu's profile.

Was this murder orchestrated by Chaltel?

What exactly is he planning to do at the amusement park?

Is this a prelude to a show of force by creating chaos?

Damn it, this feeling of being out of control is what irritates Gin the most.

The sweet scent of cotton candy in the wind had long been overwhelmed by the heavy smell of blood, and even the sunlight seemed to have suddenly turned cold.

With a click, the roller coaster slowly came to a stop at the station. The metallic scraping sound mixed with the screams of the tourists was like a dull knife scraping against our ears.

When those still in line finally saw what was inside the carriage, a hysterical scream erupted.

That wasn't the excited scream of a roller coaster plunging down; it was a roar filled with primal human fear.

The operator behind the control panel was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, supporting himself with his hands as he shrank back.

Uesugi Tetsuya seemed oblivious to the commotion, slowly getting up, the umbrella he had just held up suddenly disappearing.

And he was still incredibly clean.

His light gray knit sweater was spotless, not even the tips of his shoes touched the stains on the ground, as if the bloodshed just now had nothing to do with him.

He exuded an air of nonchalant leisure, as if he had just watched an insignificant performance.

This sight made Gin's already furrowed brows furrow even more.

Even though we were so close just now, his trench coat was splattered with scarlet blood, but Uesugi Tetsuya managed to keep it spotless.

"I told you, don't be nervous." Uesugi Tetsu's voice drifted over, and despite the noise around him, it sounded exceptionally clear, as if it were right next to Gin's ear.

“If you always give girls that look, they’ll dislike you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked toward the control panel, leaving Gin still sitting there.

Vodka, who had been anxiously waiting at the starting station, was now as white as a sheet, his eyes fixed on the headless corpse on the seat.

He didn't understand why riding a roller coaster would cause his head to be lost.

There's a limit to jokes, isn't there?

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, yet I couldn't help but feel thankful that I hadn't gotten on the bus earlier.

After all, no one knows whether this was an accident or not. If it was an accident, then he might be the one who died.

"B-Big brother...what exactly is going on...?"

"I don't know." Gin's voice was cold. He raised his hand and touched the bloodstains on his trench coat, feeling a sticky sensation on his fingertips. "It was most likely Chat's doing."

His gaze followed Uesugi Tetsuya's retreating figure as he walked into the out-of-control crowd.

A few words were enough to stop several tourists who were about to rush out.

The people who had been running away gradually calmed down under his reassurance.

Even the crying seemed to subside, and some people even started helping the fallen tourists up.

He bent down and said something to the operator, who then seemed to have found a pillar of support and slowly stood up, leaning on the control panel.

They began evacuating the crowd as he instructed, in order to prevent a stampede and further casualties.

The screams in the wind hadn't stopped, but Uesugi Tetsuya had already firmly taken control of everything here.

Gin frowned even more as he watched this scene unfold.

If one didn't know his true identity, probably no one would associate the gentle Uesugi Tetsu with a member of the organization.

Who would have thought that such a person would secretly kill without blinking an eye?

But then Gin thought that this was more like Chaltler.

He always keeps everything under control, even chaos can be turned into his pawn.

This chillingly calm demeanor is probably unmatched in the entire organization.

Just as he was still pondering the deeper meaning of the incident, Uesugi Tetsu walked over carrying a stack of towels.

As he passed Gin, he flicked his wrist, and a towel with a faint fragrance was precisely tossed onto Gin's face, the action decisive and slightly provocative.

He didn't even lift his eyelids, and went straight to the other passengers to continue distributing towels.

"Big brother..."

Vodka shrank back, looking at the towel on Gin's face, not daring to even breathe loudly.

On one side is the imposing older brother, and on the other is the unfathomable Chaltel.

He was caught in the middle, not daring to say a word, for fear of getting himself into trouble.

"Hmph." Gin raised his hand and ripped the towel off his face.

The fresh scent of the towel mixed with the smell of blood wafted into his nostrils, making his stomach tighten slightly.

He stared at the patterns on the towel, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Truly worthy of Chatter, capable of doing something like this, committing murder while pretending to be a good person."

Uesugi Tetsu completely ignored Gin's cold face and continued to distribute towels one by one.

The system continuously assigns scores to Uesugi Tetsu based on his actions.

From his initial composure in the face of the murder case to his current status, he has accumulated a large number of points.

[Your gentlemanly conduct—maintaining sufficient elegance even in the face of bloodshed, and treating both men and women with equal gentleness—earns 40 points.]

Current score: 50

Please continue to behave like a gentleman and earn 100 points before midnight.

Please remember—elegance is the exclusive trait of the succubus.

Just as the system notification popped up, Uesugi Tetsuya stopped in his tracks in front of Mouri Ran.

The girl stood frozen in place, her coat splattered with dark red blood.

Ran Mouri's shoulders were still trembling slightly, and her fingers were still tightly gripping the hem of her clothes.

She was clearly still reeling from the shock; the strong smell of blood filled her nostrils, making her instinctively want to vomit, and her eyes were a little red.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Hearing that familiar tone of voice, Ran Mouri was suddenly reminded of her trip to New York a year ago—

Under the streetlights on a rainy night, a similar incident occurred.

Then a pair of warm eyes, speaking in the same gentle voice, soothed her from her fright.

Ran Mouri looked up blankly, her eyes meeting Tetsu Uesugi's.

That gaze was like warm water in spring, gently enveloping her flustered heart.

The unease that had been pounding in my chest just moments before slowly subsided.

She took the towel from Uesugi Tetsuya, and as her fingers touched the soft fabric, a faint scent of herbs wafted into her nostrils.

The fragrance was faint, yet it seemed to dispel the smell of blood, easing her tense nerves somewhat.

In the end, she was just a girl with slightly better fighting skills, not a ruthless killer.

No matter how often you encounter murder cases, it's hard to accept such a bloody scene in a short time.

"How are you? Feeling any better?"

Uesugi Tetsuya's voice softened further as he pulled an insulated bag from behind him.

He took out a bottle of still-warm purified water and handed it over.

“Come on, take a deep breath with me—inhale, exhale,” Uesugi Tetsu said, raising his hand to demonstrate.

"Take a few sips of water after a few times. Don't worry, I'll take care of what happens here, okay?"

The sound of tourists sobbing still lingered in the wind, but Uesugi Tetsu's voice was like a stabilizing force, making Ran Mouri unconsciously breathe in rhythm with him.

As I inhaled, I smelled the fragrance of grass and trees; as I exhaled, I released the tightness in my chest, and the fear in my heart gradually faded away.

She suddenly felt that she didn't need to be afraid even if the sky were to fall.

If he says he'll solve it, then he definitely will.

[Affection level with Ran Mouri +5, current affection level: 15]

The smell of blood in the air seemed to have faded a bit, and even the sobs of the tourists weren't as jarring.

Ran Mouri loosened her grip on the towel a little, just about to raise it to say "thank you".

But then they saw that Uesugi Tetsu had already turned around and was walking toward the next passenger.

"Are you alright, Miss?" Uesugi Tetsu's voice rang out again from not far away.

Ran Mouri looked in the direction of the sound and saw a girl in a light purple dress kneeling on the ground vomiting.

The contents of his stomach, mixed with the smell of blood, piled up in a small puddle on the ground, making the already unpleasant air even more pungent.

But Uesugi Tetsuya showed no sign of disgust. He squatted down and gently patted the girl's back, handing her a bottle of mineral water with his other hand.

He brought his lips close to the girl's ear and whispered something.

The girl's shoulders gradually stopped trembling, and she nodded slightly as she took the water; the fear in her eyes had faded considerably.

Ran Mouri was somewhat lost in thought when she heard Shinichi Kudo's frustrated voice beside her: "What's going on! Why isn't Inspector Megure here yet!"

He scratched his head, his brows furrowed, and glanced towards the entrance every now and then.

They were clearly in a hurry to investigate the case and didn't have the patience to wait for the police to arrive.

Ran Mouri then came to her senses and looked down at the things in her hands—two towels and three bottles of warm mineral water.

When Uesugi Tetsu handed over the item, he also whispered, "Could you please give this to the guy you were riding with?"

So he had noticed Shinichi all along, and it wasn't just that he was gentle with girls...

Ran Mouri handed over one of the towels, her voice softening: "Shinichi, wipe the blood off your body, otherwise it will be hard to wash off."

Shinichi Kudo paused for a moment after receiving the towel. A fresh scent of grass and trees wafted over, like a meadow that had just been sun-dried, which inexplicably calmed his restless heart.

"Where did you get this?"

"It was that gentleman who gave it to us." Ran Mouri pointed to Tetsu Uesugi, who was still comforting the tourists, with admiration and respect in her eyes. "He gave everyone towels and water. He even thought of you. He's so thoughtful about the details."

"Tsk...it's that guy from earlier." Shinichi Kudo scoffed, wiping the bloodstains off his coat with a towel, but a bad feeling lingered in his heart.