Go! Pikaran!

Sayuri Matsumoto gave Fujino a deep look before letting out a soft sigh and remarking, "But you've really changed a lot. You've matured so much in just a few years. I almost didn't recognize you."

"After all, reality ages us all."

Fujino chuckled softly, "Not everyone is like you, Matsumoto- sensei, whose appearance remains as beautiful as ever even after several years."

"Ara."

Sayuri Matsumoto exclaimed in surprise, "Tongzhi, you've become much more cheerful these past few years."

"Forehead..."

Upon hearing this, Fujino's face twitched imperceptibly.

Awakening! The moment of fear dominating!

Well, logically speaking, Sayuri Matsumoto should indeed be called Tongzhi.

The same should be true for everyone else in Ran Sonoko.

However, due to his own temperament, most of the people who met him after he traveled through time called him Fujino instead of affectionately calling him Tongzhi.

The strange expression didn't last more than a few seconds before Fujino changed the subject. "But Matsumoto -sensei, you're really not being fair. You didn't even send me an invitation to such an important event as your wedding. I just saw a lot of my classmates from back then."

"Actually, I was going to invite you too."

Sensing a hint of resentment in Fujino's words, Sayuri Matsumoto scratched the back of her head sheepishly.

After a moment, he explained, "But because you moved, the address from your old school doesn't match up at all, and I couldn't find your contact information no matter how many I asked around... so in the end I had to give up."

"Is that so?"

Fujino nodded upon hearing this, and his resentment lessened considerably.

After his parents died, he did move; the original villa had been reclaimed, and the landline number had been changed.

It's understandable that he didn't invite him because he couldn't find the address to send the invitation.

After all, the Conan World at that time didn't have telephones yet.

"Come on! Look this way!"

Just as Fujino was reminiscing about the past, Ran took out a DV camera and pointed it at Sayuri Matsumoto: "Today, we'll be the photographers!"

Suzuki Sonoko, standing next to her, added, "Teacher, you'd better think carefully about how you're going to kiss the groom later!"

"Leave it to me!"

Sayuri Matsumoto stood with her hands on her hips, looking quite dashing.

In a daze, Fujino seemed to recall a certain Iron Fist Saintess.

"Little Lily! I've bought the lemon tea you wanted!"

At this moment, the door to the preparation room was pushed open.

Fujino turned around and saw a woman who was about the same age as Sayuri Matsumoto walk in.

The woman was about the same age as Sayuri Matsumoto. She was wearing a black long dress that slightly revealed the upper part of her chest and a dark purple short suit jacket that reached her waist. In the bag she was carrying, there were several cans of drinks.

Seeing this, Sayuri Matsumoto quickly went over, then took out a yellow-packaged beverage from her bag and opened the can.

"Wait, the lipstick will smudge if you do that."

At this moment, the woman stopped Sayuri Matsumoto, snatched the lemon tea from her hand, inserted the straw, and added, "I advise you not to drink too much. If you drink too much and need to go to the toilet later, your clothes will be a real hassle."

She then returned the lemon tea.

"Thank you, Hitomi."

"What else is there for us to say? After all, I often cause you trouble."

After taking the lemon tea and drinking it for a short while, Sayuri Matsumoto's expression gradually turned melancholy. She whispered to the woman named Hitomi, "About Toshihiko, I'm sorry..."

"What's the point of saying anything now that things have come to this!"

Hitomi gave a smile that seemed to mask her disappointment, then slapped Sayuri Matsumoto's bottom hard, complaining, "I won't let you get away with this! I'm going to tell all the guests at the wedding that the groom is actually my ex-boyfriend!"

"Hitomi ~~"

Sayuri Matsumoto was speechless and complained.

Just kidding.

Then, the woman named Hitomi left.

"Who exactly is that person?"

Watching the woman leave, both Ran and Sonoko couldn't help but wonder.

"That's my Hitomi Takenaka."

While rummaging through the bag that Hitomi Takenaka had given him, Sayuri Matsumoto said, "That guy is still the same as ever... He even brought the makeup artist's drink?"

As she spoke, she handed the bag to Fujino and the others, saying, "Since the makeup artist has already left, you guys can finish these drinks."

Sonoko: "I want lemon tea too!"

Ran: "I want coffee."

Conan: "I want oolong tea..."

Fujino: "Kids should drink less sugary drinks; they're not good for their health."

Then, Fujino snatched the oolong tea from Conan's hand.

"Hateful!"

Conan grumbled, his gaze fixed on Fujino, who had already drunk most of his oolong tea, his eyes filled with resentment.

Why does Fujino always go against him?

They even tried to take a can of oolong tea from this 108-month-and-7-year-old child. How awful!

"Click".

At that moment, the door was pushed open again.

The newcomer was a man dressed in a black suit, with a long beard and a scar on his face, looking gloomy and fierce.

Ran and Sonoko turned around and immediately sensed something was wrong.

Could he be an uncle from some underworld group?

Thinking of this, they quickly moved to protect Sayuri Matsumoto.

"What do you want by suddenly coming in here?"

Ran assumed a protective stance for Sayuri Matsumoto, and a karate fight was about to erupt.

Sonoko stood to the side, striking a pose and pointing at the man. "Go, Ran! Use karate! Give this gorilla a good lesson!"

"Manager Matsumoto?"

"Brother Fujino?"

However, before the two could make a move, Fujino stepped forward first and greeted the man familiarly.

That's right, that uncle was none other than Sayuri Matsumoto's father, Matsumoto Kiyochika.

He is also one of the supervising officers of the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division.

"Fujino- Senior, you two know each other?"

Ran and Sonoko both looked surprised, as did Conan.

"Of course we know each other."

Fujino turned around and asked in confusion, "Don't you know that Matsumoto- sensei's father is the superintendent of the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division?"

"Well?!"

Upon hearing this, the group looked surprised, and their expressions turned strange.

A gorilla, and a little lily...

Are they biological children?

"I never expected that you, Fujino- kun, would come to my daughter's wedding..."

Matsumoto Kiyochika scratched the back of his head. "I've been so busy lately that I forgot to send you an invitation, little brother."

"Fine."

Fujino waved his hand and explained, "Matsumoto- sensei was my music teacher during my junior high school years. How could I not attend her wedding?"

"So, Sayuri was your junior high school teacher, little brother?"

Matsumoto Kiyochika seemed somewhat surprised upon hearing this. "What a coincidence."

"Quie's."

Fujino nodded.

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Immortal Cultivation Tribulation: Longevity

Bandits.

They are plunderers and killers, like tigers and leopards in the mountains and forests, like ghosts in the underworld. The common people fear them, the people despise them, hate their cruelty, and dread their tyranny!

Immortal.

Those who attain enlightenment become immortals, capable of rising to great heights and overturning the world. People call them immortals, admiring their freedom and envying their carefree spirit.

And I am both a bandit and an immortal, therefore... a bandit-immortal!