Conan Super Detective

Dongma said suddenly.

"what happened?"

Rin asked strangely.

"Ah, I remember, it seems that Dongma has no class today."

Fujimura suddenly thought of something and said.

"Ah, so there really is no world history and social class..."

Rin recalled for a while and said.

"So, today I will have a good day at home!"

Dongma smiled triumphantly, and 05 sent away two women who were ready to come to the door of the old house.

Towards noon, Dongma wandered alone in the shopping street where he first came during the day.

The assortment of goods is no worse than the streets of Shibuya Ikebukuro in Tokyo, but the flow of people is relatively small.

However, because of this, Dong Ma soon found a small and familiar figure in the crowd.

"Ilia, are you out to play too?"

Dongma asked with a smile.

"Huh! Illiya didn't come to find Dongma to play!"

Yiliya turned her head proudly, but she walked to the side of Dongma very honestly and gently pulled the cuffs of his clothes.

"Then what are you here for? If you buy daily necessities, the maids should help you get them right?"

Dongma asked with a smile.

"Woo...If it weren't for the fight before the sun rises, Illiya must let the smelly Dongma recognize her mistake!"

Illiya slams-stomping

"Didn't you bring berserker out today?"

Dongma looked around and asked.

"Huh! Smelly Dongma must be thinking about something H, so Illia presciently left Altria at home!"

Ilia said with a smug look.

"If you say this to Dad, Dad will be sad."

Dongma pretended to say sadly.

"Humph!"

Ilia snorted vigorously again, obviously not believing what Dongma showed.

"Well, if such a person comes out, besides shopping, what else do you want to tell me?"

Dongma asked with a smile.

"..."

Ilia was silent for a while.

"I want to talk to Dongma..."

Yiliya's white face suddenly turned pink.

"Don't, make no mistake! I'm just bored, so I want to talk to someone I know, and the maids and berserker can't talk!"

Illiya seemed to be not afraid of misunderstanding something, and constantly waved her hands to explain.

"So, let's talk about it, what do you want to say?"

Dongma asked with a smile.

"It's just a normal chat... Or does Dongma hate Ilia?"

Illiya lowered her head as if she was brewing darkly and asked.

"Angry again?"

Looking at the blood-red eyes hidden under the silver hair, the deep pupils exuding chill and killing intent, even ordinary people who are not Dongma can detect it.

"Woo..."

Illya bulged her face and seemed to be ready to attack at any time.

So Dongma stretched out-shot.

"Okay, okay, you have such a big temper in the junior year, and I don't know how Eri taught you."

Dongma shook his head helplessly, stroking Yilia's head through the purple reindeer fur hat.

"Great! Let's go to the park over there!"

Ilia jumped up happily, and then as if completely ignoring Dongma's words, she took Dongma's hand and hopped to the park where there was no one at this time.

"Okay, I will go well."

Dongma chuckled and shook his head, following Yiliya step by step.

It seemed that the peaceful surroundings made Elia feel very happy, so she happily let go of Dongma's hand after a while, and walked ahead alone.

Continuously rotating the body, the silver hair sprinkled through the edge of the kid's fur hat and sprinkled in the air. Along with the small and cute winter dress skirt, a dazzling circle was formed in the center of the commercial street.

The brilliant silver bell-like laughter echoed in the quiet shopping street in the afternoon.

"Sure enough, it's because I stayed at the clock tower with Ellie, a bit too depressive = depressed?"

Dongma shook his head, followed Yiliya unhurriedly, and came to the deserted park.

"Tell me, Illya, why do you want to be the master?"

Dongma asked with a smile.

"Illya has already said this before!"

Ilia pouted dissatisfiedly, as if she felt that Dongma didn't take 217's words to heart.