Inbox Open Historical messages: 8692; unread messages: 1 Ooka Momiji: Fujino, Fujino, are you free this weekend? Fujino: Free? I'm not sure yet. Plans can never keep up with changes. What is it, are you going traveling again? Ooka Momiji: That's right. I saw a place that looked pretty nice while reading a magazine before. It's somewhere in Gunma Prefecture, I think it was called the "Winter Crimson Leaf Forest." The crimson leaves should be blooming soon. Shall we go take a look?
"Fujino, don't get so out of hand during class!"
At the podium, Hiratsuka Shizuka saw Fujino openly place his phone on his desk during class and even text on it, immediately feeling a surge of irritation.
Skipping leave requests was one thing, and occasionally slacking off with his head on the desk during class was one thing!
But now he wasn't taking her seriously at all!
How could this be acceptable?
Did she even have any authority as a teacher left?!
Damn it!
Then Fujino took his phone into the hallway and continued typing out messages:
Fujino: Yeah, if nothing urgent comes up this weekend... getting out for a walk sounds nice. Ooka Momiji: Then I'll come find you this weekend!
Fujino readily agreed to it. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen Momiji, that little rich woman, in quite some time.
Still, he hadn't made any firm promises.
He genuinely had no idea when the weekend would arrive.
It might be tomorrow, it might be the day after tomorrow, or it might even be ten days from now.
Weekends in Conan World were downright mystical.
After class, Fujino returned to the classroom with his phone.
Suzuki Sonoko and Ran had no idea what whispers they had exchanged during class, but