Detective Conan: Developing a younger version of Ran Eri, and the stunning Yukiko.

Suddenly, as if struck by lightning, Shiraishihara snapped back to reality, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

Upon closer inspection, he saw that the person lying next to him was none other than Yukiko Kudo.

He quickly turned his head and saw that Yusaku Kudo was sleeping soundly in the quilt next to him, snoring like thunder, as if the whole room was trembling slightly with the snoring.

In that instant, he understood completely that everything he had just experienced was no illusion or a dream!

In an instant, he felt a tingling sensation in his cerebral cortex, as if his body's crisis management mechanism had sounded a sharp alarm, warning him that he could not continue to indulge in pleasure, otherwise, if anything went wrong, it would be a big problem.

"Aunt Yukiko, wake up! Look closely, who am I?"

"You're Shiraishihara, aren't you...hehehe..."

At this moment, Yukiko Kudo had long, wavy hair that cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, her skin was as white as snow and had a faint blush, and she exuded a myriad of charms.

I don't know if it's because the local Hokkaido sake, Chitose Tsuru, has a strong aftereffect. I hadn't noticed anything unusual before, but now it seems there's a real problem. She's clearly out of her mind.

　06 "You mean...you deliberately came to find me in the middle of the night?"

Shiraishihara felt that this world was truly incomprehensible, and that Kudo Yukiko was far too audacious, especially with her husband right there beside her.

"Honey, why did you say you wanted to see me? You're so funny."

"Please, I'm not your husband."

Yukiko Kudo stared at the boy in front of her, confirming that it was Shiraishihara without a doubt.

"Shiraishihara, if you're not my husband, then who is?"

Upon hearing Yukiko Kudo's confused words, Shiraishihara finally understood where she had gone wrong.

She didn't mistake one person for another; she mistook him for her husband.

"I'm really not your husband, Kudo Yusaku is your husband."

Yukiko Kudo turned her head, glanced at Yusaku Kudo who was still fast asleep, and then shifted her gaze to Shiraishihara, whose eyes were shining brightly in front of her. She finally realized the mistake she had made.

"Ah... what have I done?"

Yukiko Kudo finally came to her senses, clutched her head in her hands, and sobbed, "Waaaaah... I'm finished..."

"Don't cry!" Shiraishihara forced himself to sit up and reached out to cover Kudo Yukiko's mouth.

"Quiet down! If you wake up Yusaku Kudo, you'll be in big trouble, you know that?"

If Kudo Yusaku were to wake up now, things would get complicated, even if Shiraishihara was the real victim and Kudo Yukiko was the one who took the initiative.

Hearing this, Yukiko Kudo felt a surge of emotion. She hadn't expected Shiraishihara to still be thinking of her at a time like this, and she quickly nodded gently.

"Get up quickly."

Seeing that Yukiko Kudo seemed to have regained consciousness, Shiraishi Hara hurriedly urged her to get off him, as he was almost unable to move at this moment.

"Get off me right now, I can't hold back any longer..."

"Waaaaah... I can't move right now..."

"Then how come you still know how to twist?"

"It's none of my business!"

Shiraishihara was immediately filled with helplessness. Since you are so unreasonable, don't blame me for being impolite.

Now that things had come to this, Shiraishihara decided to stop enduring it in silence.

Just then, Kudo Yusaku, who was sleeping next door, turned over, mumbled a few words in his sleep, and then went back to snoring...

A new day quietly dawned, and Shiraishihara and the Kudo couple sat together in the hotel restaurant enjoying breakfast.

"Oh no, a hangover is awful..."

Kudo Yusaku felt dizzy and had no appetite.

"Yusaku, if you're not feeling well, don't drink so much."

Yukiko Kudo gave him a rather irritating reprimand.

"Shiraishi-kun, how did you sleep last night?" Kudo Yusaku asked Shiraishi-hara with concern.

"Thanks to your wife, I slept well last night... I'm a little tired..."

Shiraishihara savored the sweet pastries while sipping steaming hot coffee.

"Huh?" Kudo Yusaku didn't understand what Shiraishi meant, so he turned to his wife and asked, "Yukiko, did you not entertain him well last night and neglect Shiraishi-kun?"

"How could I dare?" Yukiko Kudo looked guilty and didn't dare to look Yusaku Kudo in the eye.

After having breakfast, Yusaku Kudo got up to say goodbye.

"Yukiko, I have to go now... Please keep Shiraishihara company for me. We might need his help in the future..."

Since returning to Tokyo, Yusaku Kudo's heart has been filled with enthusiasm.

His true passion was actually detective work; becoming a novelist was merely a reluctant compromise he made for the sake of his family.

Now, the detective spirit deep within him is burning brightly once again.

"Okay. I understand. You go ahead and do your thing. I know what I'm doing."

"Yukiko, you are truly my wonderful wife."

Yusaku Kudo was very pleased with his beautiful wife and couldn't resist wanting to kiss her. But as soon as he looked up, all he could see was his wife's departing figure, her hair gently brushing against his face.

Kudo Yusaku chuckled self-deprecatingly, thinking to himself that he needed to find out the truth about what had happened to his son as soon as possible, and then bring his wife and son to New York and never return to Tokyo.

After leaving the hotel, Shiraishihara stood in the snow at the hotel entrance and couldn't help but yawn.

"Aunt Yukiko, shouldn't we go back to Tokyo?"

Yukiko was still wearing that green bodycon skirt, paired with nude stockings and brown high heels. Even in...

“Aunt Yukiko, if you’re still worried about what happened last night, there’s really no need. I’ll treat it as a misunderstanding and won’t make a fuss about it.”

As the person directly involved, Shiraishi, with a magnanimous heart, decided to be understanding towards Kudo Yukiko.

“I’m not worried about you spreading it around.” Yukiko Kudo rested her chin on her delicate hand, a hint of conflict in her expression. “I’m conflicted about something else…”

"What's wrong?" Shiraishi asked curiously.

Yukiko Kudo blushed slightly, her cheeks puffed out a little, and she glanced at Shiraishihara with a reproachful look: "Last night you did it without any protection...aren't you worried that I might get pregnant?"

“But…but you were the one riding on me and didn’t want to get off…” Shiraishihara had considered this issue before, and had even reminded Kudo Yukiko to leave, but she just clamped her legs around his waist.

Yukiko Kudo knew she was in the wrong, so she didn't want to blame Shiraishihara too much. It was all Yu Kudo's fault for making such a terrible idea; not only did she fail to get any information from Shiraishihara, but she also got herself into trouble.

"I'm not blaming you. I'm just... a little conflicted. What if I really get pregnant? Should I have the baby?" Yukiko Kudo thought to herself. If Shinichi Kudo couldn't be saved, then she would have a new one.

"I advise you not to think like that. I'm not ready to be a father and I won't take responsibility." Shiraishi Hara felt a cold sweat break out on his back.

Upon hearing that Shiraishi wanted to stay out of it, Kudo Yukiko's tone became agitated.

"Hmph! I don't expect you to take responsibility. You're not my husband. My husband will take responsibility; it's not your turn."

"Do you want your husband to raise someone else's child?"

"It's not that easy to get pregnant. If I count the days, I should have been in my safe period yesterday... um... probably..." Fujimine Yukiko's originally excited light blue eyes instantly turned into "bean eyes." She blinked awkwardly and quickly changed the subject.

"Shiraishihara, have you decided where to go this afternoon?"

"This is my first time in Sapporo, and if you ask me, I don't know either."

"...Back to Tokyo!"

Whether it was Shiraishihara's imagination or not, Kudo Yukiko's attitude towards him had become noticeably colder since he stated that he would not take responsibility.

……

Teitan High School's school festival is just around the corner.

The performance by Class 2-B at the school festival was a play.

The script was written by Sonoko Suzuki, and the lead actors were Hara Shiraishi and Ran Mouri.

On the weekend before the school festival, Shiraishihara and Mouri Ran went to Suzuki Sonoko's house for a rehearsal.

Naoko Takei, who was the class monitor, also came to help, and she and Sonoko Suzuki played supporting roles in the play.

In addition, Conan, who had learned of this, also came along.

In the Suzuki family's professional photography studio, Naoko Takei sat in front of the computer, operating it.

"I'm ready here."

"OK"

Sonoko Suzuki, holding a megaphone, shouted, "Start!"

Conan looked helpless. It was just a rehearsal, why make it so professional?

Shiraishi Hara and Mouri Ran began rehearsing according to the script given to them by Suzuki Sonoko. Once they changed into their costumes, they truly looked like a princess and a knight.

……

"Who are you who has repeatedly come to my rescue?" Ran Mouri asked emotionally, extending her hand to Shiraishihara. "Ah... the nameless knight shrouded in black! If you can grant this princess's small wish, please remove your black mask and show me your true face!"

Ran Mouri gazed expectantly at the boy in front of her, dressed in a black knight costume and wearing a mask.

“If this is indeed your wish, Princess, I am willing to present this face, etched with the scars of hatred, to you under the moonlight.”

Shiraishi Hara slowly removed his mask, and Ran Mouri blushed as she looked at the familiar boy in front of her.

The performance suddenly stopped here.

"Why did you two suddenly stop? I hadn't even told you to stop yet!"

Shiraishi picked up the script from the ground and said helplessly, "Sonoko, look at what you wrote! The next scene is supposed to be a passionate kiss between the princess and the knight. Isn't that deliberately making things difficult for people?"

"Really?" Conan exclaimed excitedly as he ran over. "Sonoko-neechan, how could you let Ran-neechan and Shiraishi-san kiss? Ran-neechan is Shinichi-san's girlfriend!"

Sonoko Suzuki said impatiently, "It's just a stage play. What's the big deal about making a little sacrifice for art?"

Sonoko Suzuki walked over to Ran Mouri and patted her on the shoulder: "Ran, you won't dislike Shiraishi-kun, will you?"

"No..." Ran Mouri seemed a little hesitant. She had never kissed a boy before and was at a loss for words.

“Sonoko, how about we revise the script…” Shiraishi Hara handed the script to Suzuki Sonoko, he also felt that the script was a bit awkward.

"Hmm... I was originally very confident about this script." Sonoko Suzuki pouted in disappointment.

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"Then we don't need to change it," Xiaolan suddenly said.

“That’s more like it.” Sonoko Suzuki smiled slightly.

"Ran, are you really going to follow Sonoko's script?" Shiraishihara looked at Ran Mouri in surprise, only to see her previously hesitant gaze become firm.

"That's right. It's just a stage play. Could it be... Mr. Shiraishi, you have some concerns?"

“No…” Shiraishi’s gaze unconsciously fell on Ran’s sweet, pink lips, which were very tempting. “Then… let’s rehearse according to the script.”

"No way!" Conan completely lost his composure. "Absolutely not!"

Everyone was startled by Conan's sudden outburst and turned their attention to him.

"If Shinichi knew that Ran and Shiraishihara kissed, he would definitely be angry!"

"Little devil!"

Sonoko Suzuki grabbed Conan and said, "If your Shinichi brother is angry, just call him over."

"Shinichi is busy with a case and can't leave," Conan quickly made an excuse.

"You little brat, stop lying! I know everything. Shinichi has become a ghost!"

Sonoko Suzuki spoke with absolute certainty, truly making a statement that was sure to shock.

Even Ran Mouri and Shiraishi Hara were startled.

Naoko Takei, sitting in front of her computer, also looked completely incredulous.

"Sonoko, is it true that Kudo-kun has become a ghost?"

Sonoko Suzuki said confidently, "It's absolutely true!"

Conan was stunned, wondering where Sonoko Suzuki got her confidence from.

"Sonoko-neechan, don't talk nonsense. Shinichi-nii is not missing."