"What a nice view, isn't it?" Ran and Conan were enjoying the cruise ship, a gracious invitation from the Hatamoto Family.
"Thank you for inviting me, Dad."
"Likewise, sweetie. Though I'm still mad about your mom. After she failed to kill me, she's pretending to be busy to escape the guilt. I should probably file a complaint in divorce," I said, then immediately realized I'd touched a taboo topic and clamped my mouth shut.
"Dad... are you going to..." Ran's eyes filled with worry.
"I'm joking, I'm joking, I'm joking!" I quickly reassured her, dodging the emotional bullet. I needed to keep my emotions in check.
I retreated to the cabin to check my God Card. After assisting the Prime Minister in "reinforcing" Japan's security and cyber infrastructure, he was immensely pleased. Japan had become well-secured, and as a token of his gratitude, he secretly appointed me as one of the ministers: the Minister of State for Science and Technology, a position agreed upon by the parliament.
My luck was ridiculously good. How was I supposed to lay low when everything I touched turned into something significant? I requested the Prime Minister to keep my official rank unpublished unless things got out of control.
The Prime Minister agreed to keep my new positions classified. Only the parliament and other high-ranking military officials knew about my three new ranks. This secrecy made it easier to control the Black Organization, as their intelligence gathering hadn't picked up on this development.
Still, where there's good, there must be evil. The Black Organization continued its activities. I ordered them to carry out various crimes against the state, particularly targeting those who were unhappy with my sudden rise in rank. They moved swiftly and silently, exposing their deeds to the government or eliminating targets using a new variant of APTX developed by Ai. This modified poison was so potent that it had no side effects like shrinking.
As Renya, I developed this medicine myself, earning genuine respect. My growing reputation as cautious, intelligent, and unpredictable enhanced my skills, making my actions and intentions completely opaque, especially under surveillance.
I kept Renya, my other persona, under constant surveillance to ensure the Karasuma Group and the Black Organization never suspected that Renya and Kogoro were the same person. Simultaneously, I had Kogoro observe the Black Organization, leveraging the unpredictability of their operations to outmaneuver the FBI, CIA, and any infiltrators. I made sure Renya, or the boss, remained invisible like smoke, and I boosted Kogoro's popularity to hide my second persona from the public.
To confuse my enemies, I had to confuse myself first.
and after long stay and other, Conan knock my door who i currently not on the place.
"Are you sure Mr Mouri in there ?"
"yes"
"Hmmm ? what happened" i appear with beer on my hand while still on my track suit.
"Uncle, like this" Conan explain the situation as i nod in eagerness.
"Lets go then boy, you have murder in here not calling me, please ask the captain to hurry reach the land" as we on crime scene, conan and me deduce it.
Ran was genuinely happy seeing both of us doing detective game, Gozo and Tatsuo are dead, and now the family need my detective ability for it.
I sit down and use my usual stances, Sherlock mode and conan also do the same but we completely different in .
My rapid thought swiftly gather information that others might find impossible or hard to acquire.
I diagnose a vast array victim condition from physical ailments with unparalleled precision. from the perfect autophsy in perfect manner and how the wound happend.
i observe and deduce the behavior of the suspect as their habit upon killing and before killing, intention when killing and before it, chracteristic of the way they do sole reason of this crime, deduce the scenario the crime scene happened one by one in perfect accuracy.
when the suspect kill Gozo then how he act afterward and completely ddeduce the intention and next action, so then kill Tatsuo for the reason that completely deduce in swiftly manner.
i check and deduce every item in the ship use for murder and possible evidence in victim and even possible evidence discard from previous crime action or from scene to hide their track that i know where it is how deep already gone,
after that i completely re-creating the murder in Killer perspective from his way of speaking, his way to act from movement to kill, their planning and their usage of opportunity and the victim respond before and after the Crime, each chronologies with perfect accurate voice and reaction from me, and i do every single of them in flawless CCTV mode where nothing you do already deduced and figure it out.
I open my eye in drowsy behavior, yawn to hide my obvious acting and smile.
"Case complete, good work everyone for collaboration"
Everyone was amazed, even Conan, who found himself a bit humbled by my deductive skills.
"I suggest you surrender yourself, boy. In 30 minutes, we'll arrive at the docks, and the police will be waiting. Even if you try to escape to the sea, the sharks might get you, but if you do, the Coast Guard nearby will rescue you and turn you in," I said. As we headed back to land, I felt satisfied that the case was taken care of. Megure was, as always, there to complain about every murder being somehow related to me, which made me wonder. I hadn't done anything wrong, though the way I could step into the killer's perspective did raise suspicion.
"Oh please, elementary, my dear," I said, using a classic Sherlock quote to gaslight Megure.
"Shut up, and go away. You've done my job," he replied.
"Thank you, Inspector," I said, heading home with Ran and Conan, who was currently sitting on Ran's lap in my McLaren.
"Dad, since when did you have this car?" Ran asked.
"Hmmm... four days ago," I replied.
"Does Mom know about it?"
"No."
"How much did it cost?"
"Around 6 billion yen, with tax about 6.3 billion yen."
"Where did you get that money?"
"Your credit card balance. Now maybe there's around 20 billion yen left. It's enough, though."
"Dad, stop spending money on things like this."
"Alright... how about we buy a luxurious villa for you to sleep in? Sleeping at the agency with your friends there is cramped."
"No! I like the agency. I hate walking too far from school."
"Very well. If you have pajama parties or any friends visiting, tell me, okay? I don't like listening to girl talk in my office."
"But why, Dad? You're famous at my school."
"More famous than Shinichi?" I asked. Conan flinched, and Ran laughed.
"Obviously! Dad's detective ability is like magic, and..." Ran trailed off, hiding her embarrassment.
"And?"
"Nothing, nothing... it's just that Dad's ability is... somehow... unpredictable. Despite all the evidence and suspect alibis gathered, Dad knows something that we don't. Dad is too observant and even undetectable. If I were a suspect and near Dad, I wouldn't know how well my crime would go if Dad could predict my actions." i ignore her as the reward was here.
Mental: Intelligence 20, Logic 20, Investigation 26 ↑, Tech Savvy 10, Problem-Solving 20
Physical: Stamina 12, Stealth 20 ↑, Combat Skills 18, Agility 10, Endurance 30
Social: Perception 21 ↑ , Charisma 35 ↑, Empathy 23 ↑, Communication 30 ↑, Negotiation 20.
Skills:
Targeting Eye: Eye skill that sharpens the user's look, giving an aura of menace to whoever looks at the user or the one the user targets.
Sleight of Hand: Skill in performing sleight of hand tricks, using dexterous hand movements to manipulate objects and deceive opponents.
Celebrity Dad: User is skillfully proficient in becoming a celebrity and gains necessary skills in the fields of cosmetology, fashion, photography, and commercials.
Warm Interrogation: A passive skill that grants the user the ability to interrogate any suspect, witness, or other individuals related to a crime with a non-threatening, warm, and protective sensation. This creates a good feeling and aura of warmth, making the target more cooperative until the culprit appears.
Buffs:
Clue Aid: Grants the user the ability to see clues in a crime scene, with the clues glowing from the user's eyesight.
Warm Hand: Grants the user the talent of massaging to instantly produce a variety of effects by massaging specific areas in just the right way. Effects range from alleviation, comforting, healing, pleasure, orgasms, to relaxation.
Single Dad: This special buff grants the user additional charm when performing fatherly actions. Any fatherly action, skill, or ability will exude the charm of a single dad, making the user more endearing and attractive to others.
"Is that so?"
"Alright, if you're the greatest detective, Dad, deduce where Shinichi is," Ran challenged. I stopped the car and glanced at Conan, who was now sweating nervously as Ran gripped his arm.
"Shinichi? I have zero clue," I said, trying to sound nonchalant.
"Are you sure?" Ran's eyes narrowed, clearly sensing my lie. I needed to gaslight her convincingly.
"Ran, Shinichi is busy solving a case. I know that boy's gimmick. But there's one thing you should know, Ran. Even if Shinichi isn't here, there's me, your mother, and Conan. We are your Shinichi. You admire Shinichi for his intelligence, bravery, sense of justice, and loyalty. But we also embody those qualities. Intelligence is my forte. Bravery and sense of justice come from your mother. And loyalty is Conan's, as he's always with you." Ran looked at me, her expression a mix of confusion and contemplation. I continued, trying to drive my point home.
"I may not be able to accompany you 24/7 due to my busy schedule, and the same goes for your mother. But who stands by you more often? Your mother! I can't let this stubborn woman take the spotlight and become the Shinichi you admire. I want to steal that bravery and sense of justice so I can outshine her," I laughed maniacally, gripping the steering wheel tightly.
Ran's grip on Conan loosened as she processed my words. I had successfully planted the seed of doubt, hoping it would buy Shinichi more time.
"liar" Ran whisper that word and only Conan can hear it despite my maniacal laughing.
Conan's guilt weighed heavily on him as we dropped him off at Agasa's house.
"Bye, Conan."
"Bye, Sister Ran," he replied, his voice tinged with sadness. We drove off, the silence in the car thick and heavy.
"Conan is Shinichi, isn't he?" Ran asked suddenly.
"..."
"Your silence is the answer. I can't be fooled anymore, Dad. I've been following in your footsteps, deducing things I once overlooked. Our childhood photo... Conan and Shinichi look exactly the same. Tell me, Dad, what happened to him?" I stayed silent, keeping my promise to Conan.
"I assume your silence has everything to do with him... You're a liar, Dad, a coward. And because of some promise, you're forsaking my feelings?"
"I don't—"
"THEN TELL ME, DAD, WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM!"
"I can't."
"...Fine." I couldn't bear this. I hated myself more than anyone else.
"He was poisoned," I finally said. Ran stayed silent, but I knew she was listening.
"He drank a poison that reacted with his rare blood type, turning him into a child. You and Shinichi share the same rare blood type. I fear that if you drank it, you'd suffer the same fate. I've been trying to develop a cure, just in case. Sinichi's entangled with a dangerous organization responsible for that poison. It's so potent that even an autopsy would conclude natural causes, regardless of the actual method of death. He's on their list because he can't stop sniffing around. To protect you, I made a bargain with them: they agreed not to touch you, Eri, the Kudo family, Agasa, or anyone else connected to us. But in exchange..." I stopped the car and turned to face her.
"I agreed to be their test subject." Ran's eyes widened, her emotional breakdown visible.
"Dad..." She grabbed my hand, and I gripped the steering wheel tightly.
"Yes, when you were dating Shinichi at Tropical Land, they ambushed him and forced him to drink the poison. It turned him into a child. Out of rage, I confronted them, wounding some but getting shot myself. A bullet fragment lodged in my heart. I went to the hospital, but the doctors said removing it would kill me. So, I turned to a professor I met. He offered to help and knew that the fragment would eventually kill me if I was too active. They injected me with the same poison to ease the pain and heal my heart, but the side effects were different for me. Instead of turning into a child, I gained eternal youth and a rapidly evolving metabolism. The organization was thrilled with my condition, but only the 'Leader' knew. He offered me a deal: they wouldn't touch our family, but in return, I had to become his 'Super Soldier,' his perfect life form project—stronger and more superior than any human. I told him it wasn't enough. Thinking of Shinichi and the others, I demanded more. He agreed, ensuring that no one connected to us would be harmed. He even gave me permission to execute any member who dared to threaten us. But in exchange, I had to become a high-ranking government official within a week. If I failed, we'd have to say goodbye to everyone." Ran's eyes filled with tears, the weight of my confession crashing down on her.
"I am sorry, Dad, i don't know your burden" i hug her up and pat her head.
"Is okay Ran, is okay.... everyone have bad day, i also have bad day that time, do not be sad by it, i maybe not Kogoro You know as Eri always say because reason, if i am not progressed..... your safety and Eri will be threatened but remember Ran, You and Eri is my love of the world. i will not let them harm you, if they dare, Super Dad will be saving the day of his princess and the queen" Ran hug me tighter for moment, then release her hug.
"Thank you Dad for being honest with me"
"Liar" i use Ran voice before, she blush then pinch my hand.
"i will tell mom that you become attractive because your Super Soldier enhancement"
"No don't..... she will be mad"
"I will, because dad charm, everyone on my school especially female treated you as prince in distant land"
"Thank you, i maybe a Superstar for them"
"Yes, alas, you are married"
"Oh My, did you start developing Admiration to your father ?" Ran gasped and punch my shoulder cutely, she pouting and i know i was messing with her.
"Shut up dad !"
"Ohohoho, Looks like My own Daughter start falling for her dad too ?" Ran flinch and be quite hearing that, i should stop it, i tease her to much i gonna doing something taboo, Incest. i have line that i will not cross it.
We arrive in the Parking Lot, we go to Agency and Ran start taking a bath, for me i was near it, one step away but alas, i have no "Urge" to touch Kogoro Daughter.
Tomorrow there was Client and i help him to deal the problem, the case was too simple and do not need to call the police for it, so the simplicity gain me benefit of the case.
Mental: Intelligence 20, Logic 20, Investigation 26, Tech Savvy 11 ↑, Problem-Solving 20
Physical: Stamina 12, Stealth 20 ↑, Combat Skills 18, Agility 10, Endurance 30
Social: Perception 21 , Charisma 35, Empathy 23, Communication 30, Negotiation 20.
Just one point, nothing challenging, though seeing this problem, I can feel deep down how painful it must be when your beloved child dies too early... Alyssia. I remember that day very clearly. I couldn't forgive myself before, but now she is here with me, alongside Ama. Ama is overprotective of her, which visibly upsets Alyssia. She wants to be free like her father. That's why she loves being with Alice more than the other siblings who constantly cling to Ama or Mifuyu.
Tomorrow, as if nothing had happened, I am aware of the next case. So, I casually prepare myself. I check the movements of the Black Organization, and they are planning something on the Shinkansen. I instruct Gin and Vodka to stick to the plan while I attend to my ministerial duties using the God Card. Suddenly, the brat appears with his entourage—kids and Ai? What the heck is she doing here?
"Uncle!"
"Welcome, kids. Do you want a snack?"
"Dad!" Ran appears with Sonoko tagging along, and then Yoko shows up. Did she sneak out again? She's been visiting more often lately; something must be stressing her out. I assume the worst.
"Miss Okino, my place isn't the right escape from your busy schedule," I say as everyone looks at Okino, who is in a panic.
"I'm sorry, I just need a little rest," she replies.
"I see. It's problematic using that appearance. Please sit down; I'll do a makeover. Your manager is looking for you, so we should hurry." Okino nods in a hurry. I let her sit and take out my new collection of foreign cosmetics.
"Alright, with this makeover, I'm sure you won't look like Yoko Okino. You'll be a completely different person." I start applying makeup with precision, using sleight-of-hand techniques to speed up the process. Combining my medical and fashion knowledge, I transform her from an idol into a university maiden. She now has a calm and reserved appearance, complemented by a fashionable yet intellectual look. I select her shoes and accessories to complete the persona.
Her transformation is complete. She now looks like a different person—braided hair, a mature and calm demeanor, and the aura of an intellectual, well-mannered girl from a wealthy family who is curious and studious.
I kiss my hand like a chef celebrating a perfect dish. Everyone is speechless at her complete transformation.
"It's not complete. Try speaking in a different voice range."
"Yes," she tries, and I find it amusing.
"You completely butchered it, but good effort. You still have a long way to go to become a diva on stage."
"Maybe you can be my co-singer in my new album."
"I... hm... I'm not ready. Maybe after this. Let's go to the museum, kids. I hear a rumor about a knight's armor walking on its own. Interesting enough to explore supernatural phenomena."
"Supernatural isn't real; everything can be explained."
"Hmmm..."
[Skill > Ghost Whisperer: User can communicate with the supernatural world, including ghosts, evil spirits, and other entities that cannot be perceived or felt by normal humans. While the user can converse with these entities, they cannot physically interact with the user]
"I agree. Do you guys agree too?" I asked with a casual smile.
"No," came their response, their voices unnervingly terrifying—raspy and death-like, as if lacking any soul. Everyone shivered from head to toe and bolted outside, screaming "ghost" and "ghost" along the way.
I couldn't help but laugh. I know ghosts exist, though they aren't the main plot in this world—not entirely visible, but generally present. I lock the door and look down. Their panic is palpable, and even Conan is startled. However, seeing me unfazed adds another layer of mystery for him to unravel.
"Let's go to the museum then," I said, trying to lift everyone's spirits despite the lingering trauma from the earlier scare. As we arrived, I could see the kids were still a bit shaken, so I decided to distract them with the various exhibits.
Walking through the museum, I found it rather boring compared to the excitement I was used to. However, one piece of art caught my eye and reminded me of someone from my past. Lost in thought, I was jolted back to reality by a sudden scream.
I rushed over to find the source and discovered another bloody murder scene. It seemed that people nowadays had no hesitation committing such acts even in the presence of children. The police soon arrived, and Megure sighed upon seeing me sitting there with my eyes closed.
"Mouri, you already know, right?" he asked, exasperated.
"Yes..." I replied. I then recounted the chronology of events, identified the suspect, and described the scenario while appearing to be in a sleep-like state. Conan, once again, had reacted first but failed to deduce the situation quickly. My ability to gather information and practical awareness had put me several steps ahead of him.
"Yes, what Kogoro Mouri says is right. I did it," Ochiai confessed, and I yawned, pretending to wake up.
"Case closed. Do not worry, Mr. Ochiai. Your collection of art will be admired by others. I might even share one of my own pieces," I said, stretching as if I had just woken from a nap.
"Mr. Mouri, I don't think you need to worry about that," Megure remarked.
"No, it's okay. I just want to contribute to this gallery. A museum should be full of majestic art," I replied with a smile. With a little hand trick, I produced a large scroll and unrolled it horizontally. Using sleight of hand, I made various paint colors appear. This would be a fun trip after all.
[Charismatic Superstar upgraded into Veteran Knowledge of Artist: User masters multiple art forms, embodying the epitome of aesthetic perfection and becoming the personification of art itself.
The user has mastered:
All forms of music and musical instruments, capable of playing any instrument and understanding music theory deeply.
Sculpting and visual arts, creating works of great artistic and aesthetic value regardless of theme, subject, or style.
Literature, able to write poetry or prose of artistic or intellectual value across genres, recite and understand various literary forms, and appreciate specific literary subjects.
Architecture, specializing in planning, designing, and overseeing building construction.
Performing arts (acting, singing, dancing), with mastery in each field.
Filmmaking, capable of creating well-made films using any tools, with skills in directing, writing, and analyzing to create great films from sheer imagination.
Grammar, excelling in any known language from around the world.
Logic, understanding different viewpoints and arriving at the truth through reasoned argumentation.
Rhetoric, mastering the art of persuasion.
Arithmetic, excelling in mathematics.
Geometry, mastering the art of spatial understanding and design.
Music, beyond instruments, understanding the theoretical and compositional aspects of music.
Astronomy, with a deep understanding of the stars and celestial phenomena.]
Unexpected but welcome, I took it as a yes. I began to draw Takamagahara in intricate detail, using vibrant colors to bring out its artistic and aesthetic value. I then moved on to the entire Ame-no-ukihashi, employing arithmetic, geometry, and astronomy to create a life-like painting that felt as if it were just one step away from the realm of the gods.
As I completed the masterpiece, I added subtle lighting to enhance the positioning and adjusted the saturation and hue to perfectly match the colors. And then it happened.
The living art, with the manipulation of precise techniques and strategic lighting placement, seemed to come alive. The Ame-no-ukihashi glowed with vibrant starlight, while Takamagahara radiated a divine light. It truly felt as if one was peering into the realm of the gods behind the painting.
"Realm of Almighty, that's the name of the painting. It's a philosophical exploration of what the realm of God might look like—depicted through various forms of art such as calligraphy and novels. But these representations lack the true essence of it. However, catching a glimpse of it in person is a sight to behold. Words cannot do justice to this 'art.' Masterpiece? No. Perfection? No. Priceless? Money cannot buy it. Inspirational? Absolutely. That's the essence of this art, it's not about being the best, but about inspiring others to create more, with just a touch of magic." I snap my fingers, and the lights shut down, leaving the art color glowing in the darkness.
"It shows the path" I say as the lights come back on, revealing the same captivating artwork.
"This could be a fantastic promotion for foreign tourists and a reliable source of annual income for the gallery. Perhaps the government will consider making this gallery a national treasure, under their care rather than being privately owned, some owners might have their own agendas that don't align with the best interests of preserving art" I just enjoyed staring at my own art, which had become sensational. After the murder, the piece turned into a highly sought-after item by many collectors. However, the government acted quickly, ensuring the art was guarded by military personnel and treating it as a national treasure to be preserved at all costs.
We returned to the agency, but there was one problem.
"There is no ghost," I said firmly.
"THERE IS A GHOST! DAD SPEAKS WITH THEM!" Ran insisted.
"It's just downstairs patrons. Why are you scared? You're the Karate Captain, come on."
"BUT DAD, LET'S CHANGE AGENCIES!"
"Sigh, just ignore them."
"I CAN'T. Please, change the agency."
"...No, we're going to stay there."
"DAD!"
I sighed, realizing I might need to learn onmyōdō, despite this tomfoolery leading my actions. This supernatural nonsense was wearing on me, but if it would help Ran feel safer, it might be worth it.
[Skill obtained > Onmyodo: Mastery in the traditional Japanese esoteric cosmology, which is a mixture of natural science and occultism. The user is proficient in this art, allowing them to utilize and understand various aspects of Onmyodo, including divination, rituals, and the manipulation of spiritual and natural energies]
I drew a charm in the air with glowing white light, creating it with precise, fluid motions. Once the drawing was complete, I blew on it. The agency, which had been entirely normal, suddenly erupted into an abnormal spectacle. The windows rattled, doors swung open and shut, and the lights flickered in a wild dance. Then, as abruptly as it started, everything went silent. Despite the bizarre phenomena, nothing was broken or missing. The onlookers, including the patrons in the cafe below, were stunned, eyes wide with shock.
I clapped my hands and waved the onmyōdō charm that I had drawn in the air. I hurried inside to check if anything was missing, feeling a mix of relief and satisfaction as I verified that everything was in place.
"Phew, nothing lost," I said, double-checking the agency. Everything was intact.
Everyone else was too scared to go inside while I was calmly checking on the new case. Perfect timing, since today's new client would be in Kyoto. I could meet Gin and Vodka as The Boss. I wondered if I should disguise myself as someone else and decided to call in some help.
I pretended to have a phone call, discussing the client's problem and jotting down notes on a piece of paper. Everyone watched me, still shaken from the earlier spectacle, but I just laughed and sketched out the details of the case.
Mental: Intelligence 20, Logic 20, Investigation 26, Tech Savvy 11, Problem-Solving 20
Physical: Stamina 12, Stealth 28 ↑, Combat Skills 18, Agility 10, Endurance 30
Social: Perception 24 ↑ , Charisma 37 ↑, Empathy 26 ↑, Communication 30, Negotiation 20.
Skill > Two Face: Allows the user to change their appearance to a completely different one that cannot be distinguished from their original appearance. The user can choose this alternate appearance, and it is limited to one face. To trigger the skill, the user must rub their face from below and then rub through their back hair.
Perfect, I'm going to choose someone younger. I recall some characters from Otome games I played during my previous runs in Japan. One particular character comes to mind: Victor from Mr. Love: Queen's Choice.
I ended the phone call and got myself psyched up.
"Alright, we made a profit. I'm in a good mood. Time to gamble!"
"DAD!"
"What? I want to gamble!"
"Give me the money."
"You have your own money. Why need mine?" I took out 500,000 yen from my pocket and put it in Conan's pocket. "Your share. Use it wisely. I need to gamble to gain more money."
"DAD!" I jumped out the window and ran off to gamble more money.
"DAD!" Conan looked at the money, only for Ran to snatch it from him.
"Conan, this money is under my management. You can't use it." Conan was either heartbroken or genuinely failed to keep what was important to him.
"Ran, your father is... how would I say, amazing." Sonoko's remark made Ran happy, proud of my super soldier enhancements. But there was a bittersweet truth.
"That is my father. He is super dad!" I won again at pachinko, gaining more food stock for myself, and used the money to buy new weapon parts through Black Organization's smuggling operations.
After giving the money to the members, who acted swiftly since my orders were absolute, I returned before sunset. The kids were still there.
"Do these kids never go home?"
"I'm back. Why haven't you returned home? Your parents must be looking for you."
"Uncle, we're hungry."
"Just say you want snacks to bring home, you naughty kids." They laughed, hiding their embarrassment.
"Fine, sit down and I'll give you plenty of snacks to bring home. Don't forget to give them to your parents and guardians. My treat." I cooked them a dinner first, using precise techniques to create the best dish. They devoured it like hungry dogs.
Then I created many sweet snacks for them, paying detailed attention to make cute-looking snacks shaped like animals and other adorable creatures. Some were even inspired by Inazuma food dishes that were categorized as snacks. I put them in bowls, added decorations, and used tighteners to hold the smell. The concentrated aroma would enrich the taste and hunger of whoever smelled it.
"Here, bring these to your parents and guardians. Do not open them unless you don't want strangers to steal them." they back home with Ran accompany them, i am alone with Okino in here.
"Mr Mouri"
"you should return to the Agency Miss Okino, the manager already use police to track you"
"i know, just.... can you give me one chance"
"yes, what it is ?"
"Can i duet with you ?"
"You mean Karaoke ? sure, oh talk about Duet, i decided how about make best Hit song ?"
"Now ?"
"Yes, why not ? lets call your agency to recording room, i am in good mood, and today is full moon, God Tsukiyomi will bring his fortune to us. lest go" Okino call the agency to meet her in studio, i change my appearance to Victor and use most well mannered young man.
"Mr Mouri ?" Okino searching me but i was nowhere to be found but i appear using Victor.
"Ah, you must be Miss Okino, my name Victor, Mr Mouri send me to ask you to duet" Either she heart broken seeing my change, hey i am not interested to be idol using Kogoro Mouri, Eri will tweaking, Ran will freak out upon it.
"... i am sorry there is must be misunderstanding, i shall back to home"
"Okino" i use Kogoro voice, she flinch and seeing my magic trick to change from kogoro face and victor face.
"I am sorry to surprised you, i just don't want my Kogoro face to be your duet, it create scandal. it will tarnish your popularity, but this duet will be star boosting upon your career, as me as nobody and not even known star but i assure you, the diva will be yours" She either shocked or something but we put aside that.
We reach in studio and then our come was surprised her manager that panic she missing but seeing me was make Police officer arrest me.
"No, he my duet. please Manager, i must make new song, i can't wait. i need to sing really bad right now and he will help me" The Manager and other look each other, and sigh.
"Alright, lets go to Studio then" as we go to studio, i look around and this is same as Usual recording room.
"What song you want ?" i write the Lyrics for me and Okino.
"This but before sing it, let me set the music first" i start developed the music using the limited instrument in the machine and start composing Hikarunara, after composing in just 2 minutes.
"Miss Okino, sing like this" i play the music and start singing it, i sing 7 different individual sing together, but when the song complete, either all Okino to even all recorder personel instantly charm upon my sing, Unmatched throughout the land.
"Ready, i assure you this song will always on 1st List to be listen to entire Japan for 4 Month, and your solo Song, i already compose it on my brain. finish this first and publish it tomorrow when you ready"
"yes, thank you for your hard work. please guide me" i nod and we start recording our voice in there, just one take breath, it was phenomenal, she actually happy can duet with me despite i am using different person.
when we complete the sing, edit it a little to give perfection of it. the song complete, we listen it together.
The song was completely boost our spirit and resonate to our soul. then Okino look at me with so much admiration hearing her voice and mine synergize in the song, even we take turn to sing the lyrics, not a single part that we take each other spotlight, is like who in the front, then switch, then we sing together, then solo, switch, sing together again. it was flawless and this will be best sell of song, i must boost her luck for this.
"Alright your solo song. this will be good luck charm for your stable career"
"Yes !" i give her the lyric and give her example how to sing it using the song i already composed. she was completely feel like return back to her highschool moment hearing my sing in the music play.
"Ready ?"
".... yes" She start singing and no redo over upon this, she really talented idol and i love it. maybe i can be Idol Manager if i want. i will ask ascendant for it.
"Good Work, Miss Yoko Okino, This duet and Solo Song will be on top list on Pop Music"
"yes thank you Mr Mo. I mean Mr ?"
"Arashi, my english name is Ars Victorious, you can call me Arashi as Japanese Name. you forget my name already ?"
"Ah, i am sorry"
"Sigh, is okay. i should return. Thank you duet with me" i go in hurry because Ran return, if she aware i am not in Agency, she definitely mad.
"Miss Okino who is that, he so handsome and charming"
"Like a prince right ?" Okino giggle hearing it, i snore away on my chair sleeping to not let Ran Caught me run away again, tomorrow will be the time for me to meet Gin and Vodka.