Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

Human beings are creatures that cannot rely on external forces. In the end, they still have to rely on themselves.

Standing alone on a busy street, Hattori Heiji complained about his best friend (referring to Kudo Shinichi) in his heart while constantly requesting location sharing from Yuji.

“Fortunately, Yuji is still helping me.”

Hattori Heiji found that Yuji claimed to have been following Toyama Kazuha, and sent a thank you emoticon.

“It’s not far from here, go there in casual clothes.”

Using the simple disguise technique learned from Yuji to walk around the street, Hattori Heiji finally saw Kazuha looking at the handmade maple leaf painting in the window at the corner, and the curious unknown boy beside her.

"It's really beautiful. I heard that the red maple leaves used are from the bottom of the Kiyomizu stage."

The boy pointed at one of the girls in kimonos and forced a smile: "What do you think of Kazu-sister?"

[What do you mean Kazu-sister? It's so cheesy. Hum, a tigress like Kazuha will definitely punch her...]

"The golden maple leaves and the red maple leaves together are really heart-warming."

Unexpectedly, Toyama Kazuha didn't explode, which also made Hattori Heiji's expression distorted.

"Is it just that you are used to this name? I remember Kazuha has relatives in Kyoto..."

Could it be a relative's child?

Sure enough, the conversation between the two confirmed this reasoning.

"Makoto is going to enter higher education next year, right? Where do you plan to attend high school?"

"Sure enough, it's still Osaka."

"Huh? Isn't it Kyoto?"

Toyama Kazuha looked at the face opposite Yuuji, who had made it himself. He looked weak and had the feeling of a little puppy. He didn't understand what Yuuji meant.

The original plan was for the two of them to pretend to date, and then while Hattori Heiji was following them, Yuji, disguised as her cousin, confessed to her, and she refused to show her feelings a little.

Yuji also agreed. After all, although love is a matter between two people, Toyama Kazuha can't always wait for Hattori Heiji to confess, but this is almost enough. If it goes further, it is estimated that Toyama Kazuha will confess to Hattori Heiji, but that is too bad.

It's not bad to be passive, but if the other party expresses his feelings, and you really have a good impression and still wait for the girl to confess, it's not passive, it's cowardly.

"Hey, Yuuji, this line is not in the plan."

Toyama Kazuha said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Isn't it Kamijyo High School? How come it became Osaka?"

"Because!" The weak boy suddenly shouted, hesitantly explaining: "I want to go to the high school where my sister is."

Obviously, everyone around heard this, and everyone smiled knowingly. There were also high school girls in high school uniforms who blushed and said, "That's great."

"What's great!"

Hattori Heiji pinched the wall at the corner, not caring about the cracks that appeared: "That pretty boy."

[Wait, Yuuji, you are not going to confess in the street? 】

Toyama Kazuha was nervous. Being watched by so many people, whether you agree or refuse, it would be embarrassing, right? And there will definitely be people who make trouble, just like forcing the girl to agree.

In the end, Yuuji didn't speak, but turned his head to look at the river in the distance: "There is a temple fair today, let's go shopping."

"Ah...oh."

Amid the mischievous smiles of passers-by, the boy and girl walked towards the prosperous half of the sky, leaving only Hattori Heiji snorting.

"Such a romantic atmosphere, but he couldn't express his feelings. It seems that this boy is nothing special."

If he were to say, in that kind of environment just now, if two people liked each other, they would definitely succeed in expressing their feelings.

The pressure suddenly dropped, and Hattori Heiji followed.

"There are scarves for sale at the temple fair?"

The boy named Zhen saw a vendor on the side of the river road hanging many red cashmere scarves, glanced at the price, and bought one without hesitation while silently complaining about the high price, and then held it facing Toyama Kazuha.

"Try it with your sister."

Toyama Kazuha was stunned for a moment, because Yuuji's coat didn't actually fit her, so her neck was always exposed.

After wrapping it around the girl's neck twice, the boy also wanted to buy one for himself. He was ready to pay but was rejected by the shopkeeper.

"No, no! My scarf is a high-end product. Selling it at this price is already a loss-making sale. You still want to buy two?!" The shopkeeper frowned and looked a little scary.

"I can pay the original price, no, you can pay more."

Although the price is expensive, it is indeed genuine cashmere, which is very comfortable and warm to the touch.

"No, no, go quickly!"

"Double, no, three times is fine!"

"You..."

The shopkeeper's face showed a strange hesitation, but after glancing at the boy's back, he returned to his fierce look: "I said I won't sell it, so I won't sell it."

"Then I'll buy one..."

Yuanshan Heye was holding a green scarf, and the shopkeeper glared back at her as soon as she spoke.

"Are you two kidding me?"

"Forget it, there are other vendors anyway..."

"Hmph, kid, you don't know that I am the scarf god of the temple fair, right? I can guarantee that once you leave this door, there will be no other family selling scarves to you at the temple fair."

Obviously, both of them were helpless, but just as the boy was about to leave with Toyama and Ye, the owner came over and untied the scarf around the girl's neck, then pulled Yuuji over and wrapped the other half around his neck.

"Wait..."

"That's it."

Pushing the two people out of his stall, the shop owner wiped the non-existent sweat and sighed: "It was a close call, I was almost moved by the money."

"Hey, uncle."

The new customer was a black-skinned young man wearing a white baseball cap, but the white cap changed color with the neon lights of the temple fair, and the neon lights were green when he walked into the scarf stall.

"What's wrong, young man."

The shop owner's throat itched when he looked at the no smoking sign he hung, so he had to take out the cigarette and put it under his nose and sniffed it twice, then raised his head with satisfaction.

"Buy a scarf?"

"Ah." Hattori Heiji reached out and took the scarf that Toyama Kazuha had just grabbed, and then wrapped it around his neck.

"Do you want to buy one more? The second one is half price."

"What?" Hattori Heiji's hand holding the money was stunned in place. He turned his head and looked at the two people whose shoulders were pressed against each other because the scarf was not long enough, and then squinted at the shop owner.

"Didn't they say that each person is limited to one scarf?"

"So you heard it, little brother." The shopkeeper smiled embarrassedly, then pointed in the direction of the two people, and said in a long voice: "How about it, they are a good match, right?"

"..."

"Hey, why don't you say anything?"

"It's just so-so."

"It's not good for young people not to be frank." The shopkeeper curled his lips: "I just thought of my first love. It was also a temple fair. I also took her to the scarf stall at this location. There was also such a shopkeeper who did this. He secretly asked the boss lady to tell all the scarves not to sell to me."

"From your tone, did your first love later..."

"Ah? That's not the case. She is my wife now."

The shopkeeper ignored Hattori Heiji's dull eyes and laughed.

"Let's not talk about anything else. Uncle, you didn't start selling scarves because of this, did you?"

"No, no, I sold scarves at this stall before."

What's this? The whole family came together to help...