You Old Six, I Truly Bow to You!

Mori Kogoro felt a wave of gloom rise in his heart after Fujino said that.

He had thought his good little brother would understand him.

Yet now Fujino had actually come over with Ran to condemn him...

Sigh, things had changed, things had changed!

His little brother was no longer that good little brother!

Mori Kogoro could not help sighing inwardly, but after giving it some thought, his worldly wisdom suddenly made him realize something...

What Fujino had just said was, "You came here to drink without even giving us a heads-up."

The key was that phrase, "without giving us a heads-up."

Taking that into account...

Could Fujino be complaining that his big brother had gone out without bringing him along?

With that thought, Mori Kogoro felt much more at ease. He then said helplessly to Fujino, "I was going to let you know, but these people were simply too hospitable to refuse... If something like this happens again, I'll definitely tell you in advance!"

"Next time for sure?"

"Next time for sure!"

Fujino examined his big brother's sincere expression, then nodded in satisfaction. "Mm, since Mouri-niisan is being so sincere, I'm sure he won't do this again next time. Ran, just let him off this once."

Mori Ran: "...?"

Why had Senior suddenly switched sides?

As a student who had yet to graduate, she naturally could not understand the art hidden within language.

People who had been around the block tended to speak in circles. Sometimes they talked about a deer, but what they actually meant was a horse.

What they wanted to say was hidden among scattered words. Unless both parties understood each other without needing to say it, outsiders simply could not make sense of what they were talking about.

That was the art of language.

Fujino