Conan listened with a twitch at the corner of his brow. "So, Mom, what on earth are you talking about?"
"Why, your old mom's martial arts bonds, of course! Come to think of it, I almost forgot if you hadn't mentioned that Vinayard fellow. No matter what, Fujino is Kuroba Toichi's apprentice. Since he's Kuroba Toichi's apprentice, he's definitely my little junior brother. You ought to call him uncle," Yukiko Kudo said in a deadpan tone.
Conan said with a speechless expression, "Kuroba Toichi has been dead for goodness knows how many years, hasn't he? I remember that guy Fujino just apprenticed himself to his son, a proxy master taking on a disciple. No matter how you look at it, he should be a martial nephew or something, right?"
Yukiko Kudo spoke with righteous confidence, "I don't care about that. In short, he's my little junior brother! Martial nephew and all that is strictly out of the question!"
"Calling him little junior brother just so you can pretend to be young..." Conan used a speechlessly deadpan voice to puncture his old mom's inner thoughts.
"You talk too much." Yukiko Kudo let out a plaintive hum, clearly irritated by her own spawn, and continued, "I'm heading to the airport right now. There should still be a late direct flight from Los Angeles to Tokyo. I'll get there around tomorrow morning your time!"
"When the time comes, Shin-chan, you must remember to cooperate with me!"
"Yes, yes, yes..."
Conan answered with a speechless expression, kicking the corner of the nearby wall and looking quite helpless.
Honestly, sometimes he didn't even know what to say about this mother of his.
He had known that his old mom wasn't tethered to reality for a day or two...
Regarding his own mother, he could only