Fujino teased himself inwardly. Thinking of Fujiko Mine and the little Grim Reaper Conan reminded him of something.
He remembered that Conan had apparently been seen naked by Fujiko Mine in a submarine or something.
Hmm, he wondered exactly how Fujiko Mine had examined little Conan's body.
Was it like checking whether Awei had developed properly?
Fujino was puzzled, but he had no intention of dwelling on things like "Fujiko Mine and Conan's After-the-Rain Story," "Fujiko Mine's Improper Examination of the Elementary School Grim Reaper," "Fujiko Mine's Secret Guidance for Conan," "Aunt Fujiko," "Young-Looking Aunt Fujiko Who Accepted Any Request from the Shrunken High School Detective," or "Alone in a Room with Aunt Fujiko."
Come to think of it, Fujiko Mine seemed to have been one of the inspirations for Conan's mother, Yukiko Kudo...
Then there also had to be "Conan Couldn't Resist Aunt Fujiko's Temptation..." and "Conan's Aunt Fujiko Was a Kind Person Who Didn't Know How to Say No."
Ahem. Naturally, a pure white lotus like Fujino had never seen such things.
Those were all things that brat Kuroba Kaito had watched.
Pulling back his thoughts, Fujino stopped thinking about those strange little stories.
As for Fujiko Mine...
In her eyes, Little Princess was probably nothing more than a walking little vault.
If he abducted the little vault and brought her back to the palace, Fujiko Mine probably would not get a single cent.
Although Fujino did not think Keith would do something like that, how could a petty woman like her risk letting someone take her little vault out of her sight?
After all, this was an old auntie who put money above all else and called betrayal a woman's charm.
As the saying went, know yourself and know your enemy. Thieves understood thieves' tricks best, and