Outlaw in the World of Conan, Tokisaki Kurumi

During a friendly chat, Sonoko suddenly thought of a question.

"Tokisaki, Ran calls you classmate, does that mean you also attend school with us?" Sonoko had been pondering this.

Attending Teitan High School, she couldn't for the life of her recall any beauty like this at her school.

Given Kurumi's outstanding appearance and a figure completely unbefitting a high school girl, Sonoko didn't believe Kurumi could have gone unnoticed at her school.

If nothing unexpected happened, Sonoko was certain that the energetic boys in their adolescent years would have been endlessly pursuing such a perfect young lady.

Kurumi denied Sonoko's question, "No, I just attended a regular high school, but due to some issues, I'm no longer attending."

"What? You're not attending school anymore?" Sonoko's eyes widened in surprise at Kurumi's words.

Even Mouri Ran beside her looked at Kurumi with the same expression, seemingly wanting to know why.

"It's been a long time, but don't worry, even though I'm not going to school anymore, my studies won't fall behind," Kurumi explained proactively, seeing their surprised and worried expressions.

Noticing the hint of sadness on Kurumi's beautiful face, the kind-hearted duo thought for a moment and ultimately decided not to press further. They worried their curiosity might touch upon Kurumi's painful memories.

Tch, she's really good at acting... Taking a small sip of her drink, Conan watched the pitiful-looking Kurumi with his signature deadpan eyes, mentally complaining.

After their casual chat, Kurumi bid farewell to the two who were reluctant to see her go, and Conan, who couldn't wait for her to leave.

Seriously, why does Kudo Shinichi always stare at me? Recalling Conan's intense gaze when she and Mouri Ran were chatting and laughing, as if she might steal his girlfriend at any moment, Kurumi felt a sense of injustice.

She, Kurumi, did like beautiful girls, but that didn't mean she would steal someone's girlfriend.

That was immoral!

Of course, Miyano Akemi was an exception.

Her boyfriend was in the wrong first, playing the field.

However, before driving home, Kurumi noticed that Conan had stuck a listening device onto her shoe. She guessed it was some black technology support from that chubby Dora... nope! Professor Agasa.

Although she didn't know when the brat Conan had managed this little trick, it was clear that Conan wanted to learn more about the Organization from her.

"Interesting~" A fun idea suddenly popped into her head. While driving, Kurumi pretended to make a phone call.

"Gin, I've prepared everything the Organization needs."

"Yes, a total of five heavy machine guns, thirty-two rifles, and enough ammunition to satisfy their needs."

Meanwhile, Conan, wearing a small earpiece and continuing to walk with Mouri Ran and Sonoko, was utterly shocked when he heard Kurumi's voice through the listening device.

[What! What is that Organization planning with so many firearms? Are they planning an attack?]

Stunned, Conan slowed his pace, focusing all his attention on the earpiece.

"Gin, I really don't understand," Kurumi asked with a serious tone. "Since the higher-ups want to do this, why not contact Italy's Passion? I think Diavolo would be very happy to join forces with us."

[What? Italy is involved in this? And it sounds like some mafia called Passion?]

Conan's heart grew increasingly flustered.

"There's no need? Alright, I know the Organization looks down on that sort of thing, but if we're going to do it, we should do it best." Kurumi paused here.

She was contemplating her next move for fabricating a story.

"I'll send someone to contact DIO's mansion in Egypt, but you know how cruel DIO can be."

"He treats people like they're little bread rolls."

[No way? The Black Organization is even in contact with people in Egypt? And they sound so brutal?]

Although Conan grew more frightened with every word, amidst his terror, he also felt a sense of exhilaration.

Because he was finally getting a glimpse into the truth of the Organization.

"Alright, to persuade that villain DIO, I'll need the Organization to send someone to Father Pucci to invite him over. After all, he's DIO's close friend, and his words carry more weight than ours."

[Father Pucci? Does this represent another faction? And one with deep ties to DIO's mansion in Egypt?]

"Also, does the Organization need to contact anyone else?"

Through the listening device, Kurumi's voice paused, as if waiting for a reply from the other end.

"What? It's Kars-sama? Has that matter even alerted Kars-sama?" Kurumi's tone was filled with shock. "No wonder, no wonder Wamuu and Esidisi came to Japan. So that's why."

[Kars? Wamuu? Esidisi? Excellent, that's three more names. And judging by Tokisaki's tone, it seems the one named Kars holds a very high position in the Organization, perhaps even the leader.] Conan became more and more excited, even stopping in his tracks and standing alone on the sidewalk.

He was so engrossed that he didn't even notice Mouri Ran and Sonoko walking further and further away.

"I understand. I'll personally go and report to Kars-sama," Kurumi said, barely suppressing her laughter as she pretended to hang up the phone. Her beautiful eyes were almost slits.

Hehehe, you little brat dare to bug me? Let's see how I play with you.

Another idea popped into her mind. Kurumi casually dialed a number.

Pretending the call was connected, Kurumi said with feigned urgency, "Mr. Jotaro, I'll be waiting for you at the pier tonight. I have something very important to inform you about!"

"Yes, yes! I know! I will definitely handle this matter. Please make sure you, Mr. Joseph, and Mr. Jonathan are present. The Organization is about to launch a major operation!"

"Alright, goodbye, Mr. Jotaro!"

Tokisaki Kurumi, who was so agitated she was practically trembling, hung up the phone. She imagined Conan, who would have to use a respectful title even for himself, waiting at the pier all night.

After all, it was winter.

While it hadn't snowed recently, the cold temperature combined with the sea breeze was something most people couldn't endure.

Conan, Conan, I'll definitely be waiting at your doorstep tomorrow morning. I want to witness your hateful expression with my own eyes!

79 The North Wind Howls (Fourth Update)

Although she felt it might be a bit unfair to Conan, Kurumi felt incredibly satisfied.

"Cough, cough!" She coughed twice. To keep Conan on the chase without making it too obvious, Kurumi decided to quit while she was ahead.

She drove home in silence. As Kurumi got further away from Conan, his listening device gradually lost its signal.

Back home, Kurumi took off her shoes at the entrance, preparing to have King Crimson remove the listening device stuck to the sole of her shoe.

During this process, King Crimson held Kurumi's silky ankle, wrapped in black stockings, in one hand, and accurately removed the listening device wrapped in gum from the sole of her small leather shoe with the other.

"Disgusting."

Kurumi's disgusted expression affected King Crimson, and its two faces also contorted in disgust.

Without hesitation, King Crimson crushed the listening device and gently placed Kurumi's small foot down.

Changing into fluffy slippers, Kurumi walked into the living room.

"Sister Narumi?" Kurumi called out, but received no answer.

"Strange, did she go grocery shopping?" She looked around but couldn't find Narumi anywhere.

Sitting bored on the sofa, Kurumi suddenly remembered something.

"Ah? I think I left my manga in the private room... I felt like something was missing..."

Slumped on the sofa in a "Ge You lie" pose, Kurumi turned on the air conditioner with the remote.

As a gentle warm breeze blew out, Kurumi, no longer wanting to drive back for a manga, decided to just leave it. It wasn't valuable anyway.

She idly watched TV programs until the afternoon when Narumi finally returned.

"I'm back!"

Entering the entrance, Narumi saw Kurumi's shoes neatly arranged on the shoe rack and knew that Kurumi, who had been out on business, was back home.

Carrying a bag of groceries and having changed into slippers, Narumi walked into the living room and saw Kurumi lying on the sofa.

"Sister Narumi, what's for dinner?" Kurumi tilted her head up, looking at Narumi's silhouette from below, and asked a philosophically difficult question.

"It's sukiyaki!" Narumi gently placed the bag on the dining table and sat down next to Kurumi.

"Sukiyaki! Nice~"

Leaning against Narumi like a kitten, Kurumi nuzzled her head against Narumi's soft and ample chest, her comfortable expression suggesting she didn't want to leave this haven of warmth.

Tickled by Kurumi's hair, Narumi tidied it and gently stroked Kurumi's head.

Enjoying this warm moment, both Kurumi and Narumi wore happy expressions.

"Sister Narumi~ I'm hungry~" Kurumi's soft and sweet voice made Narumi's bones melt.

Narumi lightly kissed the top of Kurumi's head and stood up to prepare dinner for her.

Skillfully putting on an apron, Narumi hummed a cheerful tune as she headed to the kitchen.

Ah~ This is the life I want.

With a smile full of happiness, Narumi efficiently prepared the ingredients for sukiyaki.

Meanwhile, Conan, who had been too focused on listening to Kurumi's messages until the signal disappeared, looked around again and, as expected, lost sight of Mouri Ran and Sonoko.

"Huh? Where is this?"

Conan looked left and right, suddenly realizing he didn't recognize his surroundings.

"It's over, it's really over!"

Feeling like he would definitely be lectured by Mouri Ran, Conan broke out in a cold sweat.

Conan's intuition was accurate.

Because the very next moment, from the corner of the street across the way, Conan saw an enraged Mouri Ran. After looking around, she noticed Conan standing still.

"CONAN!!!!!!"

Mouri Ran's shout, clearly amplified by her anger, not only attracted the attention of passersby but also made Conan tremble.

Mouri Ran unleashed the warrior's [Charge] skill and moved towards Conan at breakneck speed.

Looking down at Conan with eyes that seemed to be on fire, Mouri Ran gritted her teeth and asked, "Conan~ Where did you just go?"

"Uh... well, I was just tying my shoelace, and when I looked up again, I couldn't see Ran-neechan and Sonoko-neechan anymore."

"Is that so?" Mouri Ran clearly remained skeptical of Conan's answer.

"It's true!" Conan plastered a sheepish grin on his face, actively taking Mouri Ran's hand and said fawningly, "Let's go, Ran-neechan, let's go find Sonoko-neechan!"

The Tokyo docks at night.

Dressed in thick clothing, Conan's small figure vigilantly and quickly scanned his surroundings, searching for the container Kurumi had mentioned.

"Achoo!" Battling the cold weather and the icy, damp sea breeze, it took Conan nearly twenty minutes to finally find the meeting point Kurumi had specified. He found a convenient spot to observe from, then quietly curled himself into a ball. This position would allow him to ask questions while minimizing his chances of being discovered.

And so, Conan listened intently for any sounds while carefully observing his surroundings.

Since he didn't know when Kurumi would be meeting with Jotaro, Joseph, and Jonathan, Conan could only resort to the most tedious method: waiting.

'Seriously, if what Tokisaki said is true and the Organization is a massive multinational conglomerate, and with those two names clearly sounding British, it's highly likely those two are high-ranking members of the Organization's forces in Britain.'

'But why would high-ranking officials from Britain come to Japan? Could it be that the Organization isn't as united as Tokisaki claimed?'

Conan calmly mulled over the explosive amount of information he'd heard from Kurumi. Although the more he thought about it, the more something felt off, for the sake of caution, Conan decided it was still necessary to stay and see if he could gather more information about the Organization.

Time ticked by, and the clear crescent moon rose above Conan's head.

What Conan didn't realize was that Kurumi, who was supposed to be here for the meeting, was currently in a warm bedroom, engaged in an unusually intense 'battle' with Narumi.

"Sister Narumi, yes, arch your back a little more!"

Kneeling on the bed, wearing some indescribable gear, Kurumi adjusted her position and then, aiming for the wet entrance before her, began her frantic assault.

The next morning, after taking a bath and getting dressed, Kurumi headed straight for the entrance of the elementary school in Beika Town where Conan attended.

Since it was a weekday, Kurumi was certain Conan would be going to school today.

Watching the groups of schoolchildren, who seemed incredibly happy, about to enter the arduous place of learning, Kurumi, hiding nearby and sipping her milk tea, felt an increasing sense of anticipation.

80 Kurumi Has Something to Say (Part 5) I want to rest, my head hurts

"Achoo!"