Kars-sama in Conan's World, Tokisaki Kurumi

The Organization Is Planning a Major Operation (Third Update)

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

"Tokisaki, Ran calls you a classmate. Does that mean you go to our school too?" Sonoko had been wondering about this the whole time.

As a student at Teitan High School, no matter how hard she thought about it, she could not recall such a beauty attending her school.

With Kurumi's outstanding looks and a figure completely unlike that of an ordinary high school girl, Sonoko did not believe that Kurumi could remain unknown if she attended her school.

If nothing unexpected happened, Sonoko was certain that countless energetic adolescent boys would be lining up to pursue such a perfect girl.

Kurumi denied Sonoko's question. "No, I only attended an ordinary high school. But because of some issues, I no longer go to school."

"What? You don't go to school anymore?" Sonoko's eyes widened in shock the moment she heard Kurumi's words.

Even Mouri Ran beside her looked at Kurumi with the same expression, as though she wanted to know why.

"It has been quite a long time. But don't worry. Although I no longer attend school, I haven't fallen behind in my studies." Seeing their surprise and concern, Kurumi took the initiative to explain.

Noticing the bitterness on Kurumi's beautiful face, the kind-hearted pair thought about it and ultimately did not press further. They feared their curiosity might touch upon Kurumi's inner pain.

Tch, she really knows how to put on an act... Conan sipped his drink and stared at the pitiful-looking Kurumi with his standard dead-fish eyes, inwardly roasting her like crazy.

After the chat ended, Kurumi bid farewell to the somewhat reluctant pair, as well as Conan, who could not wait for her to leave.

Seriously, why does Kudo Shinichi always keep staring at me? Thinking back to the way Conan had glared at her while she chatted and laughed with Mouri Ran, as if she might snatch away his girlfriend at any moment, Kurumi felt deeply wronged.

It was true that Kurumi liked cute girls, but that did not mean she would go around stealing other people's girlfriends.

That was immoral!

Of course, Miyano Akemi did not count.

Her boyfriend had been in the wrong first, two-timing her.

However, before driving home, Kurumi noticed that Conan had stuck a listening device onto her shoe. It was probably some high-tech support he had gotten from that fat Dora... Pah! Professor Agasa.

Although she did not know when the little brat had pulled this stunt, it was clear that Conan wanted to learn more about the Organization through her.

"How interesting~" Thinking of something fun, Kurumi pretended to make a phone call while driving.

"Gin, I have already prepared everything the Organization wanted."

"Yes, five heavy machine guns, thirty-two rifles, and enough ammunition to meet those people's needs."

At the same time, Conan, wearing a small earpiece as he continued strolling with Mouri Ran and Sonoko, was utterly stunned when Kurumi's voice came through the bug.

What?! What were they preparing so many guns for? Were they planning an attack?

Greatly shocked, Conan slowed down and focused all his attention on the earpiece.

"Gin, I really don't understand." Kurumi asked solemnly, "If the higher-ups want to do something like this, why not contact Passione in Italy? I think Diavolo would be very happy to join forces with us."

What? Italy was involved too? And it sounded like some mafia group called Passione?

Conan grew increasingly flustered.

"They aren't needed? Fine, I know the Organization looks down on that lot, but if we're doing this, we should do it right." Kurumi fell silent for a moment.

She was considering how to make up the rest of the nonsense.

"I'll send someone to contact DIO's Mansion in Egypt, but you know just how cruel DIO's methods are."

"He treats people like little bread rolls."

No way... The Black Organization had contacts in Egypt too? And they sounded this brutal?

Although Conan felt more terrified with every word he heard, beneath his anxiety, he also felt a hint of delight.

Because he was finally learning part of the truth about the Organization.

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

Father Pucci? Did that mean another faction? And one with deep ties to DIO's Mansion in Egypt?

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

Kurumi's voice paused in the bug, as if she were waiting for the person on the other end to answer.

"What? Kars-sama himself? Has that matter actually reached Kars-sama's ears?" Kurumi's tone was incomparably shocked. "No wonder, no wonder Wamuu and Esidisi came to Japan. So that's why."

Kars? Wamuu? Esidisi? Great, now he knew three more names. And judging from Tokisaki's tone, this Kars held an extremely high position in the Organization. He might even be its leader. Conan became even more excited, to the point that he stopped walking and stood alone on the sidewalk.

In front of him, Mouri Ran and Sonoko kept walking farther and farther away, but he did not notice at all.

"I understand. I'll personally go report to Kars-sama." Suppressing her laughter, Kurumi pretended to hang up. Her beautiful eyes narrowed into slits.

Pfft, pfft, pfft. You little brat, you dared to bug me? Let's see how I mess with you.

Another idea sprang to mind, and Kurumi casually dialed a string of numbers.

Pretending the call had connected, Kurumi said anxiously, "Mr. Jotaro, I'll be waiting for you at the docks tonight. I have something extremely important to tell you!"

"Yes, yes! I understand! I'll definitely get this done. Please make sure you, Mr. Joseph, and Mr. Jonathan are there. The Organization has a major operation coming up soon!"

"Okay, goodbye, Mr. Jotaro!"

Kurumi hung up the phone, trembling with suppressed laughter. She imagined whether Conan, having heard that she would meet a major figure whom even she addressed respectfully at the docks that night, would actually wait there all night.

It was winter, after all.

Although it had not snowed lately, the freezing temperatures combined with the sea wind were not something an ordinary person could endure.

Conan, Conan, I'll definitely wait outside your house tomorrow morning. I want to see that furious expression on your face with my own eyes!

The North Wind Howls (Fourth Update)

Although Kurumi felt that doing this might be rather unfair to Conan, it really felt good.

"Cough, cough!" After coughing twice, Kurumi decided to stop while she was ahead. She needed Conan to keep investigating, but she could not make it too fake.

She drove home without another word. As Kurumi got farther and farther away from Conan, the bug gradually lost its signal.

When she returned home, Kurumi took off her shoes in the entryway, preparing to have King Crimson remove the bug from her sole.

During the process, King Crimson held Kurumi's smooth ankle, wrapped in black stockings, in one hand, while its other hand precisely removed the listening device wrapped in chewing gum beneath her little leather shoe.

"How disgusting."

Kurumi's disgusted expression affected King Crimson. Both faces wore looks of revulsion as well.

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

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?" Kurumi searched around, but still could not find Narumi.

Sitting idly on the sofa, Kurumi suddenly remembered something.

"Huh? I think I left my manga in the private room... No wonder it felt like something was missing..."

Sprawled across the sofa in a lazy pose, Kurumi turned on the air conditioner with the remote.

As warm air slowly blew out, Kurumi, who no longer wanted to drive back just for one manga, decided to leave it there. It had only been a casual purchase anyway, and it was not worth much.

She watched television out of boredom until Narumi finally returned that afternoon.

"I'm home!"

The moment Narumi entered the entryway and saw Kurumi's shoes neatly arranged on the shoe rack, she knew that Kurumi, who had gone out on business, was home.

Carrying a bag of ingredients, Narumi changed into slippers and entered the living room, where she saw Kurumi lying on the sofa.

"Sister Narumi, what's for dinner?" Kurumi tilted up her little face and looked at Narumi's lovely figure upside down as she asked one of life's most difficult philosophical questions.

"Sukiyaki!" Narumi gently set the bag on the dining table and sat beside Kurumi.

"Sukiyaki! Nice~"

Leaning against Narumi like a kitten, Kurumi rubbed her head against Narumi's soft, ample chest, looking so comfortable that she seemed unwilling to leave this gentle haven.

Kurumi's hair tickled her, so Narumi tidied it before gently stroking Kurumi's head.

As they enjoyed this warm moment, both Kurumi and Narumi wore happy expressions.

"Sister Narumi~ I'm hungry~" Kurumi's soft, sweet voice made Narumi's bones go weak.

Narumi lightly kissed Kurumi on the head, then stood up to make dinner for her.

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

Ah~ This is the life I wanted.

With a blissful smile, Narumi efficiently prepared the sukiyaki ingredients.

Meanwhile, because Conan had been so focused on listening to Kurumi until the signal vanished, when he looked around again, he was unsurprised to find that Mouri Ran and Sonoko were gone.

"Huh? Where am I?"

Conan looked left and right, suddenly realizing that he did not recognize his surroundings.

"It's over, it's over. This is really bad!"

Cold sweat broke out on Conan's forehead as he felt certain Mouri Ran would lecture him.

Conan's instincts were accurate.

Because at the next moment, Conan saw an angry Mouri Ran emerge from the corner across the street. After looking around, she noticed Conan standing motionlessly in place.

"Conan!!!!!"

Mouri Ran's furious, buff-enhanced shout not only drew the attention of nearby pedestrians, but also made Conan tremble all over.

Mouri Ran unleashed the warrior's Charge skill and reached Conan in an instant.

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

"Uh... Well, I was only tying my shoelace, and when I looked up, Sister Ran and Sister Sonoko were gone."

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

"It's true!" Conan grinned ingratiatingly and took Mouri Ran's hand. "Come on, Sister Ran. Let's go find Sister Sonoko!"

That night, at the Tokyo docks.

Dressed in thick clothes, Conan's small figure cautiously and swiftly surveyed the area, searching for the container Kurumi had mentioned.

"Achoo!" Battling the freezing weather and cold, damp sea breeze, Conan spent nearly twenty minutes finally locating Kurumi's supposed meeting spot. He found a corner convenient for observation, then silently curled into a ball. While maintaining his field of view, this position also reduced the chance of being discovered.

Thus, Conan listened closely for any movement while carefully observing his surroundings.

Since he did not know when Kurumi was supposed to meet with the Mr. Jotaro, Mr. Joseph, and Mr. Jonathan she had mentioned, Conan could only wait silently using the dumbest method possible.

Seriously, if what Tokisaki said was true, the Organization was a powerful multinational group. And combined with those two obviously British names, it was very possible that those two were high-ranking members of the Organization's British branch.

But why would the British higher-ups come to Japan? Could it be that the Organization really wasn't united, just as Tokisaki said?

Conan calmly considered the explosive amount of information in the conversation he had overheard from Kurumi. Although the more he thought, the more something seemed wrong, he decided that, to be safe, he still needed to remain here and see whether he could obtain more information about the Organization.

Time passed second by second, and the bright crescent moon rose overhead.

What Conan did not know was that Kurumi, who was supposed to meet someone here, was currently entangled with Narumi in a warm bedroom, engaged in an unusually intense "battle."

"Sister Narumi, yes, lift it a little higher!"

Kneeling on the bed and wearing some indescribable equipment, Kurumi adjusted her position, then aimed at the wet entrance before launching a frenzied assault.

The next morning, after taking a shower and getting dressed up, Kurumi headed straight for the elementary school Conan attended in Beika Town.

Since it was a weekday, Kurumi was certain that Conan would have to go to school today.

Watching the groups of extremely cheerful elementary school students around her prepare to enter the land of suffering known as school, Kurumi hid to the side, sipping milk tea as anticipation filled her heart.

Kurumi Has Something to Say (Fifth Update)—I Want to Rest, My Head Hurts

"Achoo!"