Chen Nuo shrugged and explained, "I just thought the cotton candy they had looked pretty good."

Xiaolan glanced at the girls' backs in the distance. They were eating a cotton candy together, taking bites from each other, and quickly finished the cotton candy.

Xiaolan looked thoughtful, then turned and walked towards the cotton candy stall.

A few minutes later.

"Daimon-kun, do you like this?" Ran walked towards Chen Nuo with a cotton candy in her hand.

Her face was slightly flushed, and her other hand was still tightly gripping the hem of her clothes.

Chen Nuo thought, "Is it really necessary to give away cotton candy?"

But then he saw that the white cotton candy looked like it had been bitten, with glistening liquid clinging to it. In addition to the taste of the cotton candy itself, there was also a faint peach flavor.

"Huh?" Chen Nuo was taken aback.

Xiaolan seemed afraid he hadn't noticed, so she took another bite right in front of him, burying her delicate nose in the marshmallow and pressing it into a shallow dent.

Then she walked up to Chen Nuo, stood on tiptoe, and said, "Ah~ open your mouth."

Chen Nuo was still in a daze when he heard Conan's angry voice.

"Uncle Mori, look at Ran!" Conan, who was scooping up goldfish, saw this and threw down his net, shouting loudly.

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Shiho Miyano scooped up a spoonful of shaved ice and put it in her mouth.

It was cool and refreshing, with a subtle, pleasant sweetness that stimulated her taste buds.

The delicate tongue curls around the freshly entered shaved ice, pressing the tip against the fine teeth, crushing the shaved ice while fully savoring the wonderful flavor.

"Haha~ Summer is definitely the time to eat shaved ice!"

Shiho Miyano gave a satisfied exclamation.

Unlike when she was in the organization, when she was with her older sister Akemi Miyano, she would act like an ordinary girl, and even be more affectionate.

Perhaps it's to compensate for the confinement they usually experience within the organization.

"Shiho, you should pay more attention to your image." Miyano Akemi looked at her younger sister helplessly.

"What does it matter? We finally get to come out, of course we should enjoy the festival to the fullest!" Shiho Miyano scooped up a spoonful of light blue shaved ice. "Sis, open your mouth~"

Akemi Miyano ate the shaved ice her sister fed her.

"You'll never find a boyfriend like this," Miyano Akemi said helplessly to her younger sister.

"I don't need to find a boyfriend. It's enough for me to be with my sister for the rest of my life," Shiho Miyano said. "Okay, sister, let's go to the fireworks festival. It looks like it's about to start."

"Wait a minute, your clothes are about to be exposed."

Akemi Miyano grabbed her sister's wrist and helped her adjust the front of her yukata.

Today, Shiho Miyano was wearing a pure black yukata embroidered with white flowers. A dark yellow belt was wrapped around her flat stomach, which also made her two chest muscles look even more magnificent and high.

Her short, brown hair was styled very meticulously, and she also wore a touch of light-colored lip gloss.

Because the neckline of the yukata was slightly loose, her delicate collarbone was exposed in the night, and if you were close enough, you could vaguely see half of her fair northern hemisphere.

"Honestly, don't you even pay attention?" After helping her sister tidy up, Akemi gently grabbed her hand through the yukata.

"Hey—sis, what are you doing?"

Shiho Miyano almost dropped the shaved ice in her hand, and a faint blush rose to her cheeks.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little jealous. How can you be so well-endowed?" Mingmei sighed deliberately. "I wonder which lucky guy will get lucky in the future."

"Sis, what nonsense are you talking about? I would never date any man." Shiho Miyano grabbed her sister's hand. "Alright, let's go."

The two sisters walked together toward the place where they could watch the fireworks.

Akemi Miyano kept urging her sister to find a boyfriend along the way.

Although Shiho Miyano complained that her older sister was annoying, she was actually overjoyed inside.

The two sisters grew up in the shadow of the organization.

Such opportunities to stroll through a festival like an ordinary person are so rare that she thoroughly enjoyed this hard-won moment of joy.

However… she glanced at her sister’s sweet profile. If only life could continue like this forever, Shiho Miyano thought.

"Uncle Mori, look at Ran-chan!"

A familiar voice reached Shiho Miyano's ears.

She looked up.

A little boy, wearing a small yukata provided by the hotel and holding a pink bunny balloon, was seen tugging at an adult's trouser leg.

Shiho Miyano paused for a moment.

Because she was very familiar with the little guy in front of her, she knew that this elementary school student named Conan Edogawa was actually Shinichi Kudo who had shrunk after taking the drug.

She and her colleagues had visited Shinichi Kudo's house twice before. On the second visit, she astutely noticed that Shinichi Kudo's childhood clothes were missing.

She didn't make a fuss at the time.

After returning, he changed Shinichi Kudo's information to show that he was dead.

Later, Shiho Miyano secretly found an opportunity to knock Conan unconscious on his way home from school and took a blood sample from him.

At the time, she was thinking that if she could develop a drug that could shrink people.

After she and her sister take the drugs, they can leave the country, live under assumed names, escape the clutches of the organization, and live a happy life.

However, the experiment did not go smoothly. The semi-finished drug could not even pass the experiments on mice, let alone be administered to humans.

Later, a defective, unfinished medicine was taken and used by Gin and his group without authorization.

Things gradually spiraled out of control after that.

That drug killed many people, but one test subject survived after enduring torture.

That's her current boyfriend in name only—Goro Daimon.

Every so often, she would collect data on Goro Daimon's physical condition and give him medication to improve his health.

Of course, besides feeling guilty towards the innocent victim, this goodwill stemmed more from a desire to obtain useful data from him in order to develop a drug that could help her and her sister escape the clutches of the organization.

However, her second guinea pig has suddenly become a bit strange these past few days.

Shiho Miyano recalled what happened at the dojo that day; his behavior was somewhat inconsistent with her predictions based on the data.

Could it be a gene mutation?

Actually, Shiho Miyano was a little worried and curious about his health, but going to the festival with her sister was a more precious thing for her, so she had to put the second guinea pig aside for the time being.

However, she had just taken a moment to send a text message to her "boyfriend" to say hello.

He said he was practicing kendo and even sent photos of himself swinging his sword.

Judging from his mental state in the photo, he should be alright.

"Shiho, what's wrong?" Miyano Akemi's voice pulled her back to reality.

"Ah...it's nothing."

Shiho Miyano smiled, took her sister's hand and walked forward, then looked curiously at her "number one guinea pig".

Then she saw Ran Mouri standing on tiptoe behind Conan, feeding Chen Nuo cotton candy.

Click.

The shaved ice spoon in Shiho Miyano's hand cracked in two.

Chapter 8: Conan's Assistance Creates a Battlefield

Shiho Miyano was standing behind Ran Mouri, so she could only see half of Chen Nuo's face, but she still recognized him immediately as Goro Daimon.

Because that face was also one of the targets she was observing.

Since that incident, Goro Daimon's face has started to look more and more like Shinichi Kudo.

It doesn't become very similar all at once; rather, it's a gradual process.

It's the kind of relationship where if you live together every day, you might not easily notice the difference, but if you don't see each other for a few days, you'll definitely see the difference at a glance when you meet again.

The exact reason behind this remains unclear to Shiho Miyano.

However, she guessed that the semi-finished medicine she developed using Conan's blood might have had a strange reaction with Goro Daimon's body, which led to this situation.

At first, it was fine. Goro Daimon's face shape was somewhat similar to Shinichi Kudo's, so going to school and helping the organization transport some items did not arouse suspicion.

But as time went on, the two became more and more alike, and eventually even their voices became exactly the same.

This is not very convenient.

So Goro Daimon had to change his hairstyle, and sometimes he would use simple cosmetics to alter his appearance before going out.

So if you're not close to them, or if you observe them closely from a distance, you'll just think that Goro Daimon and Shinichi Kudo look alike.

but……

Didn't that guy just send her a selfie, saying he was practicing his air swings at home?

Why are you here at the festival to join in the fun?

Shiho Miyano was lost in thought when her older sister Akemi nudged her: "What's wrong with you now, Shiho? You've been spacing out several times today. Is something on your mind?"

"Ah...it's nothing."

"Huh? What are you looking at?" Miyano Akemi followed her sister's gaze and saw a girl in a white patterned yukata standing on tiptoe to feed her boyfriend cotton candy.

However, from this angle, she couldn't see Chen Nuo's face at all.

"You weren't moved by this scene, were you?" Miyano Akemi held her younger sister's hand. "I told you to find a boyfriend. Then you can feed him as much as you want, and he can feed you in return."

“No, sis, I just…” Shiho Miyano paused for a moment, “I just think her yukata is really pretty, and I want to wear that type next time.”

"really?"

"Really? Okay, let's go." Shiho Miyano looked away guiltily.

Akemi Miyano: "Wait a minute, isn't this the route to see the fireworks?"

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