“Not at all. Can I request a truce in return?”
“…I think that’s agreeable and fair, yes. A truce. And potential friendship.”
“Not at all. Can I request a truce in return?”
“…I think that’s agreeable and fair, yes. A truce. And potential friendship.”
“Glad you came.” He figured continuing with that line of conversation, about becoming a large beast on some nights, was probably unwise. Then Hakuba would start fretting and, admittedly, it did worry himself on some level or another. The blanking out and how the lines were blurring between man and lion…
“So, anything really interesting happen? Cases or anything?” He pulled out some milk and sugar.
“Always more cases, though nothing particularly of note lately, really…” Hakuba shrugged uneasily, then glanced sideways, failing at presenting any sort of reasonable pokerface. “Oh, I guess there’s… a dinner happening at my father’s house tomorrow evening, if you’d like to come. Sort of a birthday thing, I guess.”
“Hakuba senpai, I miss the old days when we used to spend more time together, but now its just…”
Camie stood behind the closed door to Hakuba’s office. She imitated a quivering and lonely sounding voice into the voice changer and was amazed how adorable she sounded as none other that Conan-kun.
“…You and kid huh…its such a shame…if you really cared about me you’d come after me-”
She intentionally cut off, the end of her sentence punctuated with a voice that sounded on the verge of tears, then she hopped from a nearby window and out near the back of the house. making sure not to be seen.
“Conan-kun?” Hakuba pushed back from his desk and got to his feet, crossing the room as quickly as he could to get to the door. When he threw it open, however, there was no one there – certainly not his little kohai and potential apprentice.
“Conan-kun! Wait!”
The hallways were situated as such that someone would be easily visible either up or down each way, and he would have certainly heard the footsteps, so to the open window it was. He glanced out at first, then followed, carefully pulling himself over and down into the patch of clear soil behind the hedge.
“Conan-kun!”
Was he really upset about his… … … whatever it was that he had with Kaitou Kid? Surely, Conan couldn’t be jealous of the time spent, with the distance between them… Then again, he had been very preoccupied with work lately and hadn’t made time to stop by in Tokyo… Oh no. Poor Conan-kun!
The detective took off at a run to get around the hedge. He would make it right!
“I’m not opposed to being friends, but I can’t… I can’t go through that again.”
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“Pay special attention to the line about spine, Koizumi-san. Perhaps I’m just as bad as you say… it’s like they took your opinion of me and put it into a song."