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　Itsuka Shido was just saying it offhand.

　Kazuma Sato nodded, looking at Hachiman Hikigaya, who had remained silent.

　"Brother, what's wrong?"

　Hachiman Hikigaya cracked his neck, looked at Kazuma Sato and Shido Itsuka in front of him, and exhaled with a slight smile:

　"...It's nothing, just a long-lost feeling of warmth. Long time no see, brothers."

　"?"

　Kazuma Sato and Shido Itsuka typed a question mark.

　"Bro, are you okay?"

　Hachiman Hikigaya scratched the back of his head:

　"Hmm, it's nothing, I'm just a little happy to finally be back to normal gameplay."

　Kazuma Sato chuckled at him:

　"Look at you, you pathetic sight."

　Hachiman Hikigaya stared with dead fish eyes:

　"You and Leos should try lining up together."

　Kazuma Sato spoke nonchalantly:

　"So what if he's ranked? He's pretty strong, isn't he?"

　From his perspective, Leios was a perfect teammate. He had been lying in wait for a long time to evade Medea's search and helped Hachiman Hikigaya and Mahiro Oyama escape from the Great Boar King.

　Moreover, at the critical moment, he descended from the sky and used unexpected moves to kill [Cú Chulainn] and [Kirei Kotomine] one after another. He even sacrificed himself to drink demon blood, becoming highly pig-humanized, and desperately brought Ryuguin Seiya and the others from the other side of the bridge.

　Looking at Sato Kazuma's expression of admiration for another hero, Hikigaya Hachiman could only smile wryly.

　"hehe."

　"Let's go, let's get ready to meet up. We're probably the furthest away, so we need to hurry."

　Kazuma Sato glanced at the gate of Ryudouji Temple on the mountain, then turned and left without looking back.

　Shido Itsuka followed, casually patting Hachiman Hikigaya on the shoulder:

　"Be more open-minded, Hachiman-kun."

　"?"

　Hachiman Hikigaya slowly followed, but suddenly sensed something was wrong, looking at Shido Itsuka's back:

　"Shido, you've played three games with Kazuma in a row, haven't you? You've been playing with him the whole time since you came in."

　Shido Itsuka tilted his head slightly: "Hmm? That seems to be the case."

　"Damn it, you have no right to talk to me like that!"

　"Hahaha, I told you not to take it too seriously. It doesn't matter who you're with."

　After being told this several times, Hachiman Hikigaya couldn't help but start to doubt himself.

　Could it be that he's really too petty? No, something's not right. It shouldn't be that problem; it's that I'm too weak.

　After this battle, I need to figure out how to upgrade my equipment or buy a new Noble Phantasm.

　Hachiman Hikigaya made up his mind and quickened his pace to catch up.

　Behind.

　The invisible Conan is following them, observing the surrounding scenery and people.

　So realistic.

　That was his first thought: Is this really just a game?

　Conan surveyed the crowd on the mountain, somewhat wanting to investigate, when suddenly a notification appeared before him:

　Spectators, please move with the current team.

　He glanced at it, then immediately jogged off in the direction of Kazuma Sato and the others.

　soon.

　Sato Kazuma and his two companions passed by the Emiya residence again, but did not choose to go in; they figured they could just come back and search it later.

　They continued walking until they reached the intersection.

　"ah--!"

　A woman screamed from beside an ice shaved ice cart.

　"What's wrong?!"

　Kazuma Sato, Shido Itsuka, and Hachiman Hikigaya exchanged a glance and immediately moved towards that direction.

　They pushed through the crowd.

　Kazuma Sato and his friends discovered an older man lying behind the ice shaver, foaming at the mouth.

　His forehead was covered in red blood, which flowed all over the ground.

　"Killed!"

　"Life is dead!"

　People around screamed wildly, and the scene was about to descend into chaos.

　Kazuma Sato nodded to Shido Itsuka and immediately stood in the middle of the crowd.

　Itsuka Shido spoke up, "Everyone, be quiet!"

　Kazuma Sato took out his red card, which looked like an ID card, and pretended to wave it at the NPCs.

　"We are plainclothes detectives. Please do not cause a disturbance and help us solve the case."

　"Such a young detective?"

　"He doesn't even look as big as my son."

　The two NPCs, who looked like middle-aged women, said this.

　"Cough cough,"

　Kazuma Sato, posing as a detective, approached the deceased man, touched his neck, and his gaze instantly froze.

　"The body was still warm, even somewhat hot, so the incident definitely occurred no more than 3 minutes ago!"

　He looked at the crowd:

　"There is only one truth! The murderer is still among you!"

　"Do not make jokes!"

　"We were just passing by."

　Kazuma Sato stood up and slowly said, "It only means that you are among you, not that you are the murderers."

　Outside the group, Hachiman Hikigaya took out a replica of the Holy Sword and stopped several furtive figures trying to leave.

　"No one is allowed to leave until the murderer is found!"

　[Kogoro Mouri: "Oh my, these three little brats are actually quite organized."]

　[L: "Couldn't hold it in"]

　Holmes: "He smiled."

　[Kyū: "What's wrong? Isn't this a good thing? Finding a murderer is righteous, isn't it?"]

　L: "I don't deny their original intentions, but whatever, you can see for yourselves."

　[Kotori Itsuka: "Our brother is actually quite handsome."]

　[Hikigaya Komachi: "Maybe I can really become an undercover detective someday."]

　[Yukino Yukinoshita: "At this rate, I just hope she doesn't become a murderer. (facepalm)"]

　-

　According to information provided by enthusiastic elderly women and men.

　The suspect is narrowed down to three individuals.

　Kazuma Sato approached the number one suspect.

　The first suspect is an elegant young woman wearing a red top and a black skirt, with beautiful black pigtails.

　With a helpless expression, she rubbed her forehead and waved at Kazuma Sato:

　"I already told you, I just came to buy shaved ice! I'm definitely not a murderer!"

　"objection!"

　Kazuma Sato grabbed an empty shaved ice bowl and slammed it on the table. He pointed at an 85-year-old woman and said:

　"This old lady saw it with her own eyes; the moment you paid that uncle, he collapsed."

　You didn't even get your money back, and you were already trying to run away from the crowd!

　"Tsk."

　The black-haired girl with twin ponytails clicked her tongue, crossed her arms, and looked arrogantly haughty.

　"I already said it wasn't me, and I wasn't planning to run away. I was just going to go to the nearby phone booth to call an ambulance for him!"

　"Humph, quibbling!"

　Kazuma Sato was furious. "Someone, take her to the police station!"

　"that……"

　A little girl popped out from the crowd and spoke:

　"This lady was really about to make a phone call. When you stopped her, she gave me some money and told me to go to a nearby phone booth to call an ambulance."

　"So I believe this woman must be a good person, and couldn't possibly be a murderer!"

　Rin Tohsaka bent down and affectionately patted the little girl's head, then turned to look at them with a disdainful gaze:

　"See? I'm telling you I'm not the murderer."

　Kazuma Sato lowered his head in thought, and Shido Itsuka leaned closer and whispered in his ear:

　"Could she just be putting on an act?"

　"The evidence is indeed... insufficient. Let's look at the next suspect."

　Kazuma Sato approached a girl with long, cherry-blossom-colored hair. Before she could speak, he looked away and coughed.

　"This girl could not possibly be a suspect."

　Hachiman Hikigaya looked completely bewildered. Where was the reasoning process?

　He asked:

　"why?"

　Kazuma Sato leaned close to his ear:

　“Look at her figure. My mom said that girls with bigger breasts are more gentle. Besides, the school uniform she’s wearing is from Homurahara Academy. How could a student kill someone so easily?”

　"?"

　The tuft of hair on Hachiman Hikigaya's head twisted into a question mark, and while the rest isn't entirely made up, the word "figure" at the beginning is probably the biggest reason.

　"Cough cough."

　Kazuma Sato looked at the last suspect.

　The other person was still eating her enormous amount of shaved ice under the parasol.

　With short, golden hair and a somewhat androgynous appearance, it's impossible to tell whether she's male or female from her foreign looks.

　"I know, you must be the murderer!"

　"Ok?"

　The British girl, who was eating, turned her head to look, continuing to chew on her shaved ice.