True Lethal Weapon

Fujino was actually quite helpless about his Little Night Owl.

Akemi has been trying to correct Ai's night Ai habit for quite some time now.

But every time Akemi falls asleep, the Little Night Owl will sneak up in the middle of the night.

It's really impossible to keep an eye on them.

This ultimate night owl could stay up all night with me.

But...

Sneaking into a little girl's room in the middle of the night, or something like that.

That's something a decent person would do.

Moreover, the Little Night Owl stayed up all night to research A-drug.

With him, who is still 'kept in the dark', around, it must be very awkward.

"But Ayumi..."

Fujino turned his gaze to Ayumi, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes.

At this Ayumi appeared somewhat reserved, glancing at Ai Haibara, seemingly plotting something.

In Fujino's opinion, what she was struggling with was the issue of how to address her...

Ai-chan, the Little Night Owl, has a rather unpredictable way of addressing the little ones. Sometimes she calls them by their first names, and sometimes she only calls them by their surnames, such as Kojima-san or Yoshida- san. They, in turn, call Haibara- san Haibara.

In Japan, strangers are addressed by their surnames. Calling someone by their first name usually indicates a close and affectionate relationship. Elders may also call familiar juniors by their first names or use Ai, such as Ran calling Ran.

However, it is still rather general, since this thing usually doesn't have any particular restrictions.

For example, if you're close to him, you'd usually just call him Tongzhi. But he said he prefers to be called Fujino, so everyone calls him Fujino, which is a more formal and respectful way of addressing him.

This is what Ayumi is struggling with right now—all her good friends have nicknames for each other, but Ai Haibara is the only one who doesn't.

So she was thinking of calling Ai Haibara "Ai" or something similar, but she was also shy about the other person's mature and conflicted nature, which she felt might be off-putting to them.

Fujino didn't really understand what was so embarrassing or awkward about it, but thinking about it, it made sense.

After all, they are just kids, and they will always care about some inexplicable things.

"Hey, Professor Agasa, you're late!"

At that moment, Genta suddenly shouted.

Fujino's attention was drawn to him, and looking over, he saw the Mediterranean-looking old man carrying a pair of black shoes coming out. "Sorry, sorry, it's because I spent a lot of time preparing!"

"Is that so..."

The children looked on suspiciously. "Could it be that they blew up the lab again and then cleaned it up?!"

"Huh?!" Professor Agasa was taken aback. "How did you know?"

Could these children already be able to foresee the future?

"It was Haibara said it."

"That's right, judging from the doctor's reaction, he must have guessed it!"

"The doctor is really something, at his age he still plays such exciting things."

"Hahaha..."

Professor Agasa chuckled dryly, handed the shoes to Fujino, and changed the subject, saying, "Fujino- kun, the Power-enhancing shoes are ready."

"Black?"

Fujino took the soccer shoes and glanced at the ones under Conan's feet.

"Well, I've noticed you're often dressed in all black, so I thought I'd add some color to match."

Professor Agasa nodded. "But you should try them on first and see how they look. These shoes were originally... well, I'll make some improvements if there's anything wrong with them."

"Thank you in advance, Professor Agasa."

Fujino nodded and put on the Power-enhancing shoes.

This thing was something he had always cared about.

The real cheat code for Conan: one kick and it's Railgun.

Fujino changed out of his Ashiritsuken shoes and stepped on the ground with his resistance-enhancing shoes.

It feels quite comfortable.

"Now let's see how powerful it is..."

Fujino crouched down and glanced at the crowd around him who were curiously looking at him.

Feeling a bit of danger, he took another five or six steps to the side.

Once on the grass, he squatted down and turned the knob next to his sneakers to the highest setting.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

With a crackling sound, the black soccer cleats began to emit arcs of electricity.

Fujino felt a warm sensation in his feet, but also a slight stinging sensation.

"Bring it on..."

He took a deep breath, lifted his right foot slightly, and then stomped hard on the ground.

"Boom!!!"

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the surrounding grass was instantly kicked up by this stomp, and dust flew everywhere.

With a loud bang, Fujino suddenly felt a moment of darkness before his eyes, and his body and skin felt as if they were being torn apart, with a vague sensation of flesh and skin separating.

When the world before us lights up again.

He found himself suspended in mid-air.

Before you lies a vast expanse of rice-shaped buildings, all laid out before you.

Fujino was stunned for a moment, then he realized what was happening.

He did a backflip in mid-air and crashed into the square structure on top of Professor Agasa's house.

"Crackling and popping..."

Just as he landed on the roof, Fujino suddenly heard a flash of electricity and smelled a burning smell.

Looking down, he saw that the soccer shoes under his feet were now sparking and gradually igniting.

"Holy shit."

Fujino immediately took off his soccer shoes and threw them under the eaves of the house.

"Phew... I almost turned into a roasted pig's trotter."

Fujino looked at the soccer cleats that had been thrown onto the lawn under the house and were now burning, and couldn't help but wipe away a non-existent cold sweat. "This invention is still as unreliable as ever."

"Hey, Fujino- kun, are you alright?"

Just then, Professor Agasa's loud shout came from downstairs.

"I'm fine."

Fujino snapped out of his daze, responded, and then stood there stunned.

He wanted to take back what he had just said.

At this moment, in the courtyard below the house, the spot where he had just jumped had been trampled into a crater, with dust flying all around, as if it had been bombed by some kind of miniature bomb.

Did he really step on it to create this?

Power-enhancing shoes? That's ridiculous!

If that kick were on a person, they would probably be kicked in two.

This is a real weapon of mass destruction!

Take Fujino down from the roof.

"Professor Agasa, your invention is truly amazing."

Back in the courtyard, Fujino looked at the hole he had stepped into and couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart.

"Oh oh!"

Professor Agasa was also taken aback, his eyes filled with confusion.

Is this thing I invented really that awesome?

What does it mean to be awesome?

"By the way, Professor Agasa, how tall is your house?"

Fujino couldn't help but ask, "Approximately how many meters?"

"Um, well."

Professor Agasa looked up, bewildered. "That spot you just saw was probably about ten meters away..."

"Did I just jump at least ten meters?"

"At least ten meters!"

Professor Agasa glanced nervously at his soccer cleats, swallowing hard. "But speaking of which Fujino- kun, just how good are your kicks?"

Fujino: "I don't know!"