Why Do They All Want Hugs?

"But Fujino is such a wicked guy!"

Conan turned to the side and said, "None of those three sentences are true; they're all just tricks. And they're even teasing me."

"It is indeed a bit bad."

Ai Haibara nodded silently, deeply agreeing with this. After all, the little fool was still being fooled by Fujino and kept in the dark.

"Huh? Is there something on my face?"

No, you're right.

"This is really inexplicable."

Conan watched as Ai Haibara slowly walked towards the French windows, staring at him with an Ai Haibara look, and felt a surge of suspicion.

Why didn't his veiled criticism work?

Aren't you going to say a word in rebuttal?

And that look in his eyes, it felt a bit like he was looking at a pitiful little thing?

Conan, somewhat exasperated, turned to Professor Agasa and asked, "By the way, Professor Agasa, about that thing I asked you about before..."

"Whoa—!"

"Hihou made a mistake, giving away a great opportunity to someone else!"

The television broadcast showed BIG Osaka Team playing against Nagai, and a chorus of boos erupted from the stadium.

Fujino suddenly heard footsteps approaching from behind. He turned around and saw a fat, middle-aged man with a stubble beard and messy hair, wearing a light purple shirt and a yellow jacket, walking towards him.

"Higo deserved it! Anyone who betrays Nova Tokyo ends up Hihou this!"

The obese middle-aged man grinned smugly. "Any traitor who falls into hell will never be able to climb back up, no matter how hard they try!"

"Why does that strange-looking middle-aged man look so familiar?"

Genta sized up the departing obese middle-aged man and frowned.

"I've seen this guy in the news."

Mitsuhiko suddenly remembered something, "He was drunk at the time and threw smoke bombs into the arena. He then started attacking the spectators around him. Fortunately, there were police officers maintaining order, which prevented him from engaging in any further violent behavior. I remember he was calling..."

"His name is Akino Kakumu. He's a crazy fan of the Nova Team and acts like a thug with absolutely no morals."

Conan, after talking to Professor Agasa for a while, walked over and saw the obese middle-aged man. "He not only looks like a thug, but he also seems to have created a website called 'Tokyo Ruffians,' which is dedicated to updating posts about what kind of fans he's taught a lesson at every baseball game. Because he frequently beats up fans of other teams, he's now blacklisted by all the stadiums and banned from entering."

"So it was a sasaeng fan..."

Fujino glanced at Akino Kakumu's back, his eyes narrowing slightly.

No murders occurred all day today.

It seems that new victims have quietly emerged?

As for why he was so certain this guy would be the next victim...

It can only be said that scum like this will always be punished by righteous people in Beika Tokyo.

This kind of thing—beating someone and then posting sarcastic comments online.

This is a key focus for Mika people.

Fujino didn't drive over today, and everyone took the tram from the tram stop near the National Stadium to go home.

"Oops!"

The tram was packed with people, and Genta was jostled by the people around him. "Why are all the people on this train fans of Nova Team and Soul Team?"

"Isn't this normal?"

Fujino stood steadily to the side, saying, "Those boarding the train at the National Stadium now are all spectators like us who have finished watching the game and are heading home."

"Fujino- kun is right."

Professor Agasa behind him chuckled, "So when I got on the train just now, I said I'd wait until the next stop to get on... By the time the next train arrives, there shouldn't be so many people."

"It's all because Genta was in a hurry to get home..."

Ayumi looked at Genta with a wistful expression. "Otherwise, we wouldn't have gotten on the train at this stop."

"But the BIG Osaka Team's match has already started!"

Genta said somewhat helplessly, "If we don't go back soon, we'll miss the final result of the competition!"

"Hey, what the hell are you doing?!"

Just then, a familiar shout came from inside the train car. Fujino looked in the direction of the voice and saw the same fat man grabbing a Soul Team fan by the collar and yelling, "Are you deliberately picking a fight because the Soul Team won?"

"Hey, aren't you going too far?"

The Soul Team's fan frowned. "The tram is full of passengers right now. Do you think I want to get close to a hooligan like you?"

"What did you say?"

Do you want to hit me?

The Soul Team fan sneered, "If a scoundrel like you calls the police again, he'll definitely be locked up for a long time, right?"

"Hateful..."

The fat man stopped breathing immediately, holding his breath and remaining silent.

"That uncle looks like the same person from earlier."

Genta looked at the fat man, speechless for a moment. "What a coincidence, we're in the same carriage!"

"Huh?! No way."

Ayumi frowned. "It would be troublesome if we got entangled with that strange uncle, and he also has a weird smell."

"As long as we don't move around too much, it'll be fine."

Conan awkwardly comforted them, "Even if they're looking for trouble, they can't find us."

"It's no use."

Ai Haibara huddled at Fujino's feet, trying to avoid the crowd surrounding her. "When you run into someone who's unreasonable, trouble will come knocking even if you don't move..."

Before she could finish speaking, a pair of large hands had already picked her up, using arms to support her buttocks and legs, holding her in their arms like a child.

Ai Haibara: "???"

Coming to her senses, the fake loli realized that she had somehow ended up sitting on Fujino's arm.

She raised her head slightly to look at Fujino, blinked her lake-blue eyes, and looked confused.

Why did you suddenly hug me?

"The brakes should be applied soon."

Fujino bounced the fake loli in his arms and adjusted its position. "The train will brake before it arrives at the station, and if you're not careful, someone else will step on it."

"Oh..."

Ai Haibara nodded slightly, accepting the current situation calmly.

They're still just kids, it's nothing.

He leaned his upper body against the other person's shoulder.

"Hehe..."

Conan glanced speechlessly at the two people holding the child, utterly speechless.

Are you afraid of being stepped on by others?

Why are you only hugging her and not me?

That despicable couple.

"Gurgle..."

Ayumi swallowed hard as she watched Ai Haibara being picked up.

She wants a hug too!

"Um?"

Fujino lowered his eyes slightly and noticed two different gazes at his feet.

Ignoring a certain resentful husky, they noticed another real loli they had been hoping for.

Where is Ayumi?

"I want one too..."

Then, the Great Detective Fujino, with one real and one fake loli in each hand, became a unique sight on the train.

"Gulp... Is this what an adult is like?"

Mitsuhiko looked at Fujino, who was holding two little girls, and swallowed hard, feeling a little envious.

Fujino noticed another envious look, and realizing that someone might also want a hug, he frowned.

Why do they all want a hug?

Both of his arms were occupied.

No one to hug anymore.