Ran Mouri said a few more words, then stopped. She cleaned up the trash—after all, there were still outsiders here. Though she was angry, she still had to preserve Kogoro Mouri's dignity.
"Heiji Hattori, why have you been staring at me? I don't like men. Go find Shinichi Kudo instead—he likes men."
Hyuga Shin spoke to Heiji Hattori indifferently.
Heiji Hattori's face darkened even further. But he was already dark-skinned, so no one could really tell.
Conan looked at Heiji Hattori, somewhat pleased to see him, though he was also curious why Heiji Hattori had come to Tokyo.
"Hello, miss. My name is Hyuga Shin. Please take care of me." Shin looked at Kazuha Toyama beside him and smiled as he held out his hand.
"Hello. Just call me Kazuha." Kazuha Toyama reached out and shook his hand.
Meanwhile, Heiji Hattori's face had become as black as if he had just been dug out of a coal pile, and he felt utterly miserable inside.
"Cough, cough!"
"Heiji, do you have a cold?" Kazuha Toyama looked at Heiji Hattori in surprise, making him even more annoyed.
He shook hands with you, and you shook his hand? Don't tell me you froze up just because you saw a handsome guy?
"None of your business," Heiji Hattori said irritably.
Kazuha Toyama was full of question marks, and she was angry too. She had kindly shown concern for him, yet not only did he fail to appreciate it, he even snapped at her.
Kazuha Toyama turned her head and simply ignored him.
"I say, have you held hands long enough?" Ai Haibara said expressionlessly, lifting her foot and stepping on Shin's foot at the same time.
Kazuha Toyama instantly came back to her senses, her face flushing red as she let go.
She had