A Big Slap Kids Love

"These brats..."

Sonoko frowned as she watched the bear cubs leave.

Although she had seen plenty of spoiled brats like this, she still couldn't help but want to roll up her sleeves and give them a good beating.

However, due to her status, Sonoko could only suppress her anger and then asked Fujino curiously, "Fujino- Senior, why were they so afraid of you just now?"

"Uh-huh."

Akemi, who had been watching silently from the side, nodded. "It's like she saw something terrifying."

"Maybe it's because of what happened two years ago?"

Fujino recalled for a moment and said, "I ran into those brats when I attended a banquet before. I didn't like their arrogant and domineering attitude, so I taught them a lesson."

"Two years ago..."

Sonoko thought for a moment, then limped and said, "I seem to remember you. It's Fujino- Senior. No wonder!"

"Well?"

"I've only heard about it."

In response to Ran's question, Sonoko explained, "When some kids were playing around at the banquet, they accidentally spilled juice on Fujino Senior, and he immediately pulled down his pants and spanked them in front of Senior."

As she spoke, she smiled and looked at the few kids who had run away, "Looks like those little devils."

"..."

Ai Haibara smirked and couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

I never expected Fujino to do something like this.

They pulled down the kids' pants in public and spanked them...

No wonder those brats were so scared.

Calculate the area of psychological trauma.

"Well done, Fujino!"

Mori Kogoro finally felt a sense of satisfaction. "This is how you teach a brat like this to be taught a lesson!"

"This guy Fujino..."

Conan's lips twitched slightly, somewhat speechless.

So this is how much martial spirit they've had all along!

But why does this feeling seem a little familiar?

After thinking about it, Conan's butt started to hurt a little too.

While the group was chatting, the mischievous kids were also busy, playing football in the banquet hall.

The soccer ball flew onto the dining table and hit some guests in the face, causing chaos at the scene.

However, given the other party's status and the atmosphere in the venue, they did not dare to easily stop them.

Stomping the soccer ball under his foot, Hideki Morohoshi gathered the group of kids together. "Hey, do you guys want to embarrass him and teach him a lesson?"

"Lesson?"

The chubby boy, Akira Emori, hesitated for a moment, then rubbed his butt. "But... that guy..."

"Are you afraid that guy will spank you again?"

Shinya Takizawa glanced at the other man, then said coldly, "The Fujino Zaibatsu is finished. Without his parents, he's just a lowly commoner now. Even if you teach him a lesson, he won't dare to fight back!"

"Hmph, what detective?"

Hideki Morohoshi snorted coldly and glanced at Fujino not far away, "In the end, he still relies on our family for food. With just one word from my grandfather, his rice bowl can be smashed!"

"How dare this lowly stray dog be so arrogant!"

With that, he kicked the soccer ball hard.

Fujino kept an eye on those unruly kids.

The main reason is that I'm afraid those bastards will kick the ball and hit them.

But to my surprise, he actually got his wish...

And I also overheard some of the premeditated plans.

His expression darkened slightly, Fujino reached out and grabbed the soccer ball that was being kicked toward his head.

What exactly do you want?

Hideki Morohoshi and his gang of mischievous kids ran over and looked at the soccer ball in Fujino's hand. "Give us back the soccer ball right now!"

"Time and time again, didn't your family teach you what good manners are?"

Fujino coldly stared at the group, then with a slight squeeze of his fingers, the soccer ball was crushed with a "bang": "If no one can teach you, I don't mind helping to teach you."

What are you acting so arrogantly about?

Shinya Takizawa looked at Fujino, his expression somewhat unpleasant, but considering Fujino's current status, he forced himself to remain calm and said, "A mere detective dares to lecture us!"

"That's right!"

The chubby boy beside him, his resentment turning into malice, said viciously, "He's just a poor detective whose parents are all dead. Does he really think he's still the young master of the Fujino Zaibatsu?"

"In the end, you're nothing more than a dog of the Metropolitan Police Department!"

Hideki Morohoshi crossed his arms, looking superior.

He glanced around at the stares he was receiving and felt quite satisfied with the attention he was getting.

He then looked at Fujino with amusement and said in a deep voice, "If you're going to be a dog, you should act like one. If you go against your master, you might get fired tomorrow!"

"Yeah?"

Fujino's expression was calm, but his aura was rising steadily, with a hint of coldness in the air.

If it were just a simple sarcastic remark, he would have pretended not to hear it.

They're just kids, after all.

But first, she mocked the little ones, then insulted Mori Kogoro, then insulted the original owner's parents, touched a raw nerve, and also insulted him.

If I don't get angry, do you really think he's some kind of dirt?

"These little beasts have already made their way to death..."

Realizing that something was amiss with his thoughts, Fujino took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to draw his hidden blade on the spot.

Coming to his senses, he coldly glanced at the group of spoiled brats in front of him and silently rolled up his sleeves.

"In that case, I'll wait for you to dismiss me from the police force..."

As soon as the words were spoken, a blurry figure flashed before everyone's eyes.

Immediately following was a series of crisp "snap snap snap snap" sounds.

Before anyone could react...

Fujino then gave these little bastards a few big, delicious meals that kids love.

Several mischievous children were sent flying backwards, crashing heavily onto the carpet not far away.

Several bright red marks appeared on his face.

"..."

A moment of silence fell over the room.

The previously noisy crowd turned their attention to the scene when they noticed someone striking someone.

They'd been wanting to get back at these kids for a long time, and now someone was standing up for them.

Although he dared not show it openly, he was secretly delighted.

"You... you!"

"How dare they hit us!"

"Waaaaah!"

After the group of kids came to their senses, they noticed the amused gazes of those around them, and their faces flushed red. Some of them even burst into tears.

It's clear how much psychological damage that slap caused to these carefree brats.

"You are done!"

Little Fatty Akira Emori covered his face, which still bore the mark of a slap, tears welling in his eyes, and shouted, "I'll call my grandpa over here to teach you a lesson!"

"..."

Fujino crossed his arms and silently watched the brat who was yelling about calling his parents.

He was familiar with this formula; it was common in wish-fulfillment novels. After beating up the child, they would call in the elders; after beating up the elders, they would call in the even older ones, and then they would have to bring out the ancestors...

But for him, it didn't matter.

Since he dared to make a move, he must have already come up with a plan.

If it were an ordinary person, they might be a little harder to deal with.

But if it's these so-called 'superior people,' then it's much easier to deal with.

The little beast is only relying on his father's or grandfather's generation, isn't he?

He sent all those people in to see what these little bastards had to rely on.