Daisuke Jigen saw the young man's attitude and immediately understood that he wasn't the only one who felt that way.
Sure enough, this little brat really was irritating!
"..." Conan looked at the two of them and fell into speechless silence, grumbling inwardly:
So I really am that annoying?!
I'm a Great Detective, for crying out loud!
(Fujino: So what? It's not like I'm not a Great Detective too. Other than being immortal enough to serve as a shield, what use do I have for a little brat like you?)
Conan planted his hands on his hips in exasperation. "Hey, Fujino, what are you doing?!"
"Who are you, little friend? I don't know you. I'm an Interpol assistant. My name is Fujino Genkuro, and I'm a doctor."
"Damn it, Fujino, stop acting already! You recognized me just now—you let the cat out of the bag!"
"Huh? I just thought you looked like our family dog."
"D... Dog?!!"
"He's a cross between a Japanese Akita dog and a corgi."
"..."
"Since he's a male dog and looks like a corgi, I named him Kona."
"Don't make up all this weird nonsense just to flesh out your fake identity's backstory!"
Conan looked at Fujino, who wore a bewildered expression as though he had truly become Fujino Genkuro, and felt like crying without tears. That old bastard was just too devious—he was openly mocking him!
"If you're going to pretend, at least make it convincing! Fujino Genkuro? Are you insulting my intelligence?"
"What Japanese Akita dog? What corgi? Aren't you just taking jabs at me?"
"And you even made up a seemingly plausible story. Why are you so invested in this sort of thing?!"
Damn it, no wonder he belongs to Ai Haibara's household.
Conan mocked him inwardly, feeling that the friendship between