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

Hattori Shizuka raised her sword and attacked Shiraishi Hara's face. Shiraishi Hara cleverly moved his feet, attempting to attack Hattori Shizuka's left hand from the side.

... ... ...

"Snapped!"

Shiraishihara's attack missed slightly, not hitting his left hand, but instead striking Hattori Shizuka near her armpit. Shiraishihara felt as if the bamboo sword in his hand had hit something and been deflected.

Hattori Shizuka gave a soft hum, and the bamboo sword in her hand touched Shiraishihara's face, but the force was not very strong.

"Ahem—I'm sorry, I didn't get it right just now, I was rude!" Shiraishihara apologized earnestly.

"It's nothing," Hattori Shizuka said, but in her heart she was thinking that Shiraishihara's sword style was a bit strange.

Hattori Shizuka then shouted, "Thud!"

Shiraishihara responded: "Cun!"

As a result, Shiraishihara missed again. The bamboo sword was originally meant to attack Hattori Shizuka's right torso, but it grazed her and hit her from behind.

With a soft "smack," Hattori Shizuka gave a light snort and casually tapped Shiraishihara's throat with her hand, but without using much force.

"Shiraishihara, why do you always miss?" Hattori Shizuka said with a hint of exasperation.

"It was an accident, really an accident—" Shiraishihara quickly explained.

"You little rascal, get serious!" Hattori Shizuka decided to focus even more intently on dealing with the situation.

However, Shiraishihara seemed to consistently falter at crucial moments. Regardless of his attack method—"thrust, small hand, torso, face"—he failed to land a precise hit. Before long, Hattori Shizuka was struck several times from behind by Shiraishihara's bamboo sword.

Of course, Shiraishihara actually controlled it intentionally, just wanting to make the sparring process more varied, not really wanting to hurt Hattori Shizuka.

After their sparring session, Hattori Shizuka was slightly sweaty and her face was flushed. She had originally wanted to show off her skills, but the sparring process had taken her somewhat unexpectedly.

Hattori Shizuka was a little amused and exasperated. She removed the protective gear from her head, letting her long, black hair fall loose. She gently shook her head and put away the bamboo sword.

"You little rascal, you'd better be more careful next time, and don't be so clumsy."

Under the shelter of the big tree, the glass roof of the orange grove is clearly visible, and wisps of mist rise gently from the mountain gorge.

In the tranquil lilac bushes, the flowers, not yet in bloom, nestled quietly in the embrace of the moonlight.

Each flower was gently kissed by the dew, and its outline was clearly defined under the moonlight.

Light and shadow playfully interact, and what appears before us is not a picture pieced together from trees and roads, but rather like a series of elusive, ethereal, and transparent pavilions...

In the spacious indoor kendo dojo of the Mori family, Hattori Shizuka had used all her skills, but still could not defeat Shiraishihara.

This is by no means because Hattori Shizuka's strength is mediocre, but because what she is facing is not only Shiraishihara, who is a detective, but also a peerless master with extraordinary attainments in the field of swordsmanship.

"Aunt Jinghua...are you alright?"

Seeing Hattori Shizuka slumped helplessly on the wooden floor, panting heavily, Shiraishi Hara hurriedly removed his own protective gear and rushed over to help Hattori Shizuka take it off.

Hattori Shizuka's cheeks were flushed, and her clothes were already soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her body.

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112 Holding hands with Xiaolan, um, forgetting oneself in happiness.

Chapter 112

"How could I be alright! You little brat, did you do this on purpose?"

"It really is a misunderstanding..."

"After this interaction, every part of my body is sore."

"I understand, Auntie. I was too focused and absorbed during the competition."

Shiraishihara's face was full of guilt. He knew very well that the powerful strength he had displayed during the competition might have been too much for Hattori Shizuka to handle.

After the two rested for a while, Shiraishihara suggested, "Aunt Jinghua, why don't we borrow the shower room provided by the dojo, take a shower, and change into some dry clothes?"

Hattori Shizuka nodded in agreement.

Next, the two went to the shower room, washed off the sweat, changed back into their original clothes, and returned to the courtyard together.

They sat side by side on the swing chairs in the courtyard, enjoying the gentle, silky moonlight.

"Aunt Jinghua, do you think my performance in swordsmanship is satisfactory?" Shiraishi asked softly with a smile.

"Your strength is indeed not to be underestimated, but there is still room for improvement in the finer details of some techniques."

Shizuka Hattori gave her evaluation with a serious expression.

“Aunt Jinghua, you are absolutely right. I will do my best to improve. I will keep in mind all the problems you point out.”

Shiraishi spoke sincerely and earnestly.

Shiraishi looked at Hattori Shizuka with sincere eyes, his gaze filled with respect and focus. In this in-depth exchange on swordsmanship, he was deeply impressed by Hattori Shizuka's unique insights into swordsmanship.

Meeting Shiraishihara's respectful gaze, Hattori Shizuka smiled and said, "Sanliu San..."

"It's quite good that you have this kind of ambition."

Actually, through this competition, I realized that you have a unique understanding of kendo.

Bathed in the bright moonlight, the two shared their insights and experiences on the fascinating topic of kendo with great enthusiasm, creating a particularly harmonious atmosphere.

The next day, Shiraishihara arrived at the airport early to see off the three people who were preparing to return home after their trip to Osaka.

Before leaving, Shiraishihara and Hattori Shizuka deliberately went to the side and talked in hushed tones.

“Aunt Jinghua, wouldn’t you like to stay in Tokyo a little longer? I can show you around Tokyo and let you experience its unique scenery.”

"You silly child, don't talk nonsense. How can you just stay whenever you want?"

Is it that Tokyo is not to your liking?

"That's not quite the case... At least I should inform Heizo. After all, he's my husband, and I can't just stay here without saying a word."

Shiraishi Hara frowned slightly and asked with a hint of worry, "Aren't you afraid your husband won't agree?"

Hattori Shizuka gently pinched Shiraishihara's cheek, a smile spreading across her face, and said:

"Pingzang treats me like his own younger sister. If he knew I was having fun, he would definitely understand."

However, if you misbehave or act naughtily, I'll tell on you to him.

“Alright, as long as you’re happy, everything is fine,” Shiraishihara replied with a smile.

Just then, Hattori Heiji saw his mother and Shiraishi-kun walk back after finishing their conversation and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Mom, what were you and Shiraishi-kun whispering about over there? It was so mysterious."

"Heiji, don't ask questions you shouldn't be asking."

"What's wrong with asking that?" Hattori Heiji said, pursing his lips with a nonchalant expression.

Kazuha Toyama, with her keen and perceptive mind, looked at Shizuka Hattori and said, "Aunt Shizuka, I feel that you seem to admire Shiraishihara quite a bit..."

Hattori Shizuka blushed slightly and quickly opened her folding fan to cover her face, saying, "Kazuha, you child, don't talk nonsense. I just think he's a pretty good junior."

"But... when Shiraishi-kun first arrived in Osaka last time, Aunt Shizuka didn't seem to have a very good impression of him."

"That was just a misunderstanding at the beginning. Now the misunderstanding has been cleared up, and I have found that he is indeed a promising talent worth nurturing and cultivating."

Hattori Heiji chuckled softly to himself, a smug smile on his face, and said, "Mom, I told you Shiraishi-kun was pretty good, and now you agree."

"Yes, yes, my son Heiji has a keen eye and is good at judging people." Hattori Shizuka rarely agreed with her son and praised him.

When Hattori Heiji heard his mother's praise, his face immediately lit up with a smile.

Even after the holiday ended, the relaxed and pleasant holiday atmosphere continued. Shiraishihara, Ran, and Sonoko hit it off immediately and decided to go to Dorobiga Amusement Park together. After all, you don't need any special reason to go to an amusement park.

Conan also stubbornly clung to Ran, and since it was a fun-filled amusement park, Ran softened and took him along.

Ran leads Conan to meet Shiraishihara at Beika Station.

"Shiraishi-kun, I've arrived." Ran smiled warmly, as gentle as a spring breeze, and came to Shiraishi's side.

Xiao Lan was dressed in a pure white dress, paired with beige sandals and a sun hat. She looked fresh and elegant, and especially pure and charming.

"Ran, let's go." Shiraishi said, naturally taking Ran's hand.

Ran happily responded with an "Mmm!" and intertwined her fingers tightly with Shiraishi's.

However, in this warm and beautiful scene, a little devil suddenly appears.

"Hey you two, don't treat me like I'm invisible!"

"Oh dear? I almost forgot about Conan, you came along too."

Although Ran was a little shy, she held Shiraishi's hand tightly in front of Conan and refused to let go.

"Conan, you're here too."

Shiraishi smiled apologetically. He hadn't initially intended to steal Conan's girlfriend, but Ran was his deskmate and was always by his side. As the saying goes, "being near the water tower, one gets the moon first," so there was nothing he could do about it.

"Brother Shiraishihara, could you please stop touching Sister Ran? It's making me feel terrible."

As the saying goes, out of sight, out of mind. Conan watched Ran and Shiraishihara being so intimate, and his mood instantly plummeted. Didn't Shiraishihara have any sympathy at all? He was already in such a miserable state, and he still had to cruelly provoke him like this.

"Ran, are we getting too close? Conan doesn't seem very happy."

"Shiraishi-kun, ignore Conan, he's just a kid, don't bother with him."

Seeing this, Conan had no choice but to plead, "Ran-neechan, can you hold my hand too?"

"Huh?" Ran looked at Conan, whose face was filled with jealousy, in surprise. For some reason, she had a vague feeling that the way Conan looked at her wasn't just because he saw her as an older sister. Judging from Conan's occasional jealous behavior, it seemed that he regarded her as a woman. But Conan was only a first-grade elementary school student! This was too surprising. Even if children these days are precocious, they shouldn't be like this.

"Conan, if you cause any more trouble, I won't take you out to play next time." Ran rejected Conan without any mercy.

"Damn it—" Conan felt extremely frustrated, but there was nothing he could do. He even thought of complaining to his mother, but he never expected that even his mother would "turn against" him.

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When the three arrived at Dorobiga Park by car, the park was already waiting for them.

Sonoko was dressed in a refreshing summer outfit, her bangs casually loose, and she wore a delicate little hair clip, making her look like a playful and lively little devilish beauty.

"Ran, why did you bring this brat again?" Sonoko looked at Conan with obvious disgust. What's the point of three high school students bringing a kid along when they've made plans to hang out?

"Conan said he wanted to come to the amusement park too, so I brought him along." Ran brought Conan purely out of kindness.

Conan said with a wronged look on his face, "What's wrong with taking me along... Sonoko-neechan, don't be so stingy."

"Never mind..." Sonoko decided to stop paying attention to Conan.

Sonoko gave the tickets she had bought in advance to Ran and Shiraishihara, while Conan, being less than a meter tall, did not need a ticket.

Shiraishihara, Ran, and Sonoko, three close friends, were laughing and chatting happily at the amusement park. Conan, a first-grader, couldn't join in their conversation and could only feel frustrated by his surroundings. They even deliberately avoided taking Conan along when playing on the various rides. After all, taking care of children is a hassle; they were there to have fun, not to look after kids.

Conan was extremely annoyed, wishing he hadn't come along.

"I want to ride that!" Xiaolan suddenly said, pointing to the Ferris wheel spinning in mid-air.

“Okay.” Sonoko immediately nodded in agreement.

"Let's go buy tickets and line up now," Shiraishihara said.

Conan quickly shouted, "I want to play too!"

Upon hearing this, Sonoko had a sudden inspiration: "Great idea! I'll go with Shiraishi-kun, and Ran, you can keep Conan company."

"Why is it like this?" Xiaolan pouted in dissatisfaction.

“You brought Conan, so you have to keep an eye on him,” Sonoko said with a grin.

"Ugh!" Xiaolan puffed out her cheeks in annoyance, but she had no choice but to accept it.

"Ran-neechan, it's so nice playing with you! Don't be sad, okay?" Conan was practically begging for mercy. He reminisced about the days when he was still the high school detective Shinichi Kudo, a figure of immense prestige in Tokyo, while Ran could only follow behind him...

The four people started queuing...

After a while, it was finally their turn.

Ran and Conan walked to the Ferris wheel cabin first, but after Conan went inside, Ran stood still and waved to Conan.

"Conan, take good care of yourself and don't cause trouble for others."

"Sister Xiaolan, how could you do this? It's too much!"

Ran decided to go with Shiraishihara and Sonoko, and instead ride the Ferris wheel with Conan, who was just a kid. That completely ruined the romantic atmosphere.

When it was Shiraishihara's turn, Ran and Sonoko boarded the cabin first, but Shiraishihara felt a strange sense of foreboding.

"Shiraishihara, hurry up and come up, don't dawdle!" Sonoko urged.