"— — Tsurumaru Kuninaga!"

Junka Hoshino angrily threw the tennis ball in her hand at the crane. "If you continue to cause trouble, I'll send you back to the This Pill!"

"Aiya, Master's threat really scared me."

The pure white crane easily caught the tennis ball and threw it into the basket. "But, Master was supposed to go to the haunted house with me today, but you suddenly received a mission … I should be the one who is dissatisfied, right?"

At the mention of this, the girl who was full of vigor earlier suddenly became depressed.

She picked up the tennis balls scattered on the ground one by one, hugged them in her arms, and said, "I have no choice.

By right, I should have retired. Who knew that Retrograde march would start to cause trouble and expand the war, leaving the God's Inquisitors understaffed. Old employees like us who retired to the second line were called back to work for the government … "

Yes.

She, Junka Hoshino, was a senior employee of the Government of the Hour, but her rank was neither high nor low. According to the original contract, she should be in a semi-retired state at this time, and only needed to wait at home for the official retirement permission to be delivered next year.

Junka Hoshino, who was originally lazily staying at home and idling, received an order from her superior a month ago: Immediately resume work and return to the government to be on standby.

Together with the cold order was her saber tent, which marked her retirement date was completely and indefinitely postponed.

Tsurumaru smiled. His golden eyes shone brightly under the lights of the tennis court. "Even though I sympathize with Master, I still have to thank your boss. After all …" He quickly tossed the ball into the basket as if he was venting something.

Junka Hoshino glanced at the ball and also threw it into the basket. She said nonchalantly, "I would like to take you with me, but if you are gone, the Government of the Hour will probably be in chaos, and I will live the rest of my life being hunted by my colleagues … What's more, if not …"

She tactfully stopped the topic, and Tsuru Maru also stopped talking.

At this time, the tennis court was no longer as chaotic as before.

The large pits, broken net posts, and completely destroyed baskets in the court had all been repaired. The scattered tennis balls on the court had also been picked up and put away.

Junka Hoshino carefully looked around the tennis court. After confirming that she did not miss anything, she walked forward and gently patted Tsuru Maru, who was silent, and comforted him, "Okay, okay. Although I'm dissatisfied with my arbitrary boss, I'm really happy to see you. I'm even happier to see He."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga lowered his head and said softly, "But …"

Junka Hoshino was a little worried and moved closer to her face.

"But, I only … only …" As Junka Hoshino approached, Tsuru Maru suddenly raised his head and fiercely grabbed his master's shoulder to prevent her from breaking free.

Only the whites of his eyes remained, and his face was covered in black lines. Coupled with his hoarse voice, he looked as terrifying as an evil spirit.

"… Tsuru Maru?!"

Junka Hoshino's eyes widened in disbelief, but she did not make any defensive movements.

"Oh yes, the battle was a success."

Tsuru Maru let go of his hand and laughed, "… I'm only … only happy when I scared master … ahahahahaha."

Dead silence.

"Are you surprised?

Is it exciting?

I learned to change my outfit from the next door, ahahahaha … Hmm?

Are you really scared?

Master, how many times is this? "

"… Take off the mask on your face!

You bastard!

Don't ever come to the modern world again! "

Junka Hoshino was furious.

Although she was shocked by Tsuru Maru's new appearance and was angry at him, Junka Hoshino still accompanied him to the haunted house that he had been longing for.

This haunted house was recently opened. It was said that the atmosphere was very good, and the ghosts were very realistic.

Since Tsuru Maru saw it on Twitter the day before yesterday, he had been pestering her to come and play. In his words, it was to kill time.

After all, the only thing that accompanied her was his One Vibration Blade.

Tsuru Maru like this easily made her heart soften.

She would remember a long time ago, in that abandoned house, surrounded by broken blades, only one person and one blade relying on each other.

So, as long as it was Tsuru Maru's request, she would try her best to fulfill it.

If he made her angry, she would also forgive him …

… Bullsh * t.

Tsukasa Hoshino expressionlessly looked at a certain strange crane jumping up and down. From time to time, it would pick up a broken arm or a gnawed head to give her a surprise (shock). She felt as if a violent tornado was swirling in her heart.

The worker disguised as a water ghost didn't expect such a guest. After a short moment of hesitation, he couldn't help but ask Hoshino Satsuma, who seemed to be deep in thought with her arms crossed, "Sir, is there really no problem?"

He was so handsome that he did not look like a human, but his behavior was so strange …

"I'm sorry," Junka Hoshino answered seriously, "His condition is better today, so I listened to the doctor and took him out of the ward to relax. I didn't expect …"

The staff's eyes were full of sympathy.

"Master!"

The fleeting crane waved at her in front, "Come over quickly, we are going to the next checkpoint."

"… Yes, look at him …" Junka Hoshino turned to the staff, her eyes filled with tears, "We are brother and sister, but he calls me master.

Mom and Dad are no longer here, I don't know what to do. "

The staff looked at her with pity and secretly gave her … a 50 yen cash voucher, "I don't know how to help you. This is our internal fund, please take it."

Junka Hoshino was surprised, but the conversation just now was just a random thought. She did not intend to use it for profit.

She carefully looked at the water ghost's face covered by makeup, pushed his hand away, shook her head, and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I can't accept it." Then, she smiled at him and jogged back to Tsuru Maru.

Tsuru Maru complained, "Master, moral integrity."

"Hey, your moral integrity, don't lose it again."

The two looked at each other and tacitly turned their heads at the same time.

For Junka Hoshino, the next checkpoint could only be said to be boring.

No matter how scary the atmosphere was, it was fake. After seeing countless real scenes mixed with blood and minced meat, the haunted house was nothing.

What was Fu Mourning God thinking next to her? Junka Hoshino secretly looked over. Tsurumaru Kuninaga was holding his chin and looking at the black curtain on his left, as if he was going to uncover it in the next second.

However, he did not do so in the end. He just turned around and gently held Junka Hoshino's fingertips with his thin fingers, whispering in her ear, "There is a corpse under the curtain."

Junka Hoshino frowned.

"There is a faint smell of blood. It seems that the corpse has been dead for a while, and it has been cleaned up." His tone was very calm.

"As long as it wasn't done by Retrograde march, it has nothing to do with us," Junka Hoshino said.

Kouyori Tsurimaru was not surprised by this answer. In other words, he mentioned "there are corpses under the curtain" because he didn't want to hide anything from the person beside him.

Therefore, he returned to his relaxed tone and said, "Master, now that we're done with the haunted house, where should we go next?"

"I'll leave everything to you today … as long as there are no side quests."

Tsuru Maru could not help but want to rub her head, "Really, you don't have to say the last half of the sentence."

Just as the two of them were chatting as they continued to walk forward, they suddenly heard a cry of surprise from not far behind them. There was also a boy shouting "Sister Xiaolan".

Then, there were hurried footsteps again. Junka Hoshino pulled Tsurumaru Kuninaga and turned around. They saw a boy who looked like a primary school student put on an innocent expression and said earnestly, "Uncle Mao Li, please stay for a while.

There is a murder case, and the police will be here soon. "

“?

G, how is that possible? "Junka Hoshino showed a worried and frightened expression," Just now … everything was fine. "

Knowing that she was acting again, Tsurumaru Kuninaga laughed in his heart, but on the surface, he had the same worried expression as if he was pretending to be calm. He held Junka Hoshino's hand tightly.

The boy's calm eyes scanned them for a moment, then returned to his innocent and naive expression and ran away.

After he ran away, Junka Hoshino said, "This boy is not normal."

"What's wrong?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga asked lazily.

After the continuous Retrograde march assault and murder cases, he did not have any more expectations for today's' date '.

"His soul and body are not the same."

Junka Hoshino said, "His body should have been forcibly shrunk, so it is unstable. Under special circumstances, it is likely to be temporarily restored … This kind of setting is like a protagonist."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's eyes lit up, "In that case, I know who he is."

Junka Hoshino looked up at him.

"Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era, Shinichi Kudo.

But now, his name should be … Edogawa Conan. "

As a valet, Tsurumaru Kuninaga was very familiar with the information sent by his superior, "Wherever this guy goes, there will be a case. It is as if he is possessed by the Grim Reaper."

Junka Hoshino covered her mouth and smiled.

"But, we have nothing to do with this case, so why are we wasting time here?" Tsuru Maru was a little dissatisfied, "This is a rare day off …"

"Because we were stared at by that child earlier, so we couldn't leave," Junka Hoshino said, "Let's wait, I have a feeling that this case will be solved soon."

They approached the place where the body was hidden. The place had been cordoned off.

All the workers of the haunted house were there. The boss was wiping his sweat and negotiating with the police.

Other than them, a few other people were left behind. They stood there with calm, fearful, and impatient expressions.

Edogawa Conan had disappeared a long time ago. No one knew where he had slipped off to.

The female high school student who was called "Xiaolan sister" by him earlier was looking for him with her friends. Her face was full of anxiety.

Soon, Conan returned.

"Brother!"

After dealing with "Xiaolan sister", he quickly ran to Tsurumaru Kuninaga, "I saw on the surveillance camera that you stared at that curtain for a long time. Why?"

"Because it is strange. Why would a haunted house have such a troublesome cloth?" Tsuru Maru answered matter-of-factly.

"You didn't find anything strange?"

"No."

Conan could not tell the truth from his expression and words, so he stopped asking him. When the adults were not paying attention, he squatted down next to the body to observe.

Junka Hoshino shrugged and leaned back. Tsuru Maru naturally pulled her into his arms.

The two of them were in a hidden position, and the light was not strong, so no one noticed their intimate action.

"You know who the killer is?" she asked.

"Yes." Tsuru Maru's tone was still casual, "There is no shock at all.

This little detective should have figured it out by now. "