Mouri Ran and Toyama Kazuha looked at Hattori Heiji in bewilderment. "Why not? Conan is only a first-year elementary school student!"
Conan speared a piece of cake and proudly lifted his chin.
Hattori Heiji's eye twitched. "..."
For once, Jiang Xia shared Hattori Heiji's stance. He glanced at the sky outside, which was gradually darkening. "The weather forecast says it'll rain tomorrow."
—There was no point in going on an outing in the rain. It would definitely be canceled.
Thinking Jiang Xia was kindly reminding them, Mouri Ran smiled reassuringly. "It's fine! We can hang up a Teru Teru Bozu—I'm always lucky with the Teru Teru Bozu I make."
Jiang Xia: "..."...Indeed, aside from always running into danger, Mouri Ran had ridiculously good luck.
...But first, that Teru Teru Bozu had to actually make it outside.
He stroked the cat on his lap. Like Hattori Heiji, a strange gleam flashed through his eyes.
Beside them, Toyama Kazuha froze and stared at Jiang Xia's lap in surprise. "Where did that cat come from?"
"...Hm?"
Jiang Xia came back to his senses, stopping his hand as he too froze.
"..."Right, Eating Cat was still out looking for Gin, so where had this cat come from?
He looked down and discovered an unfamiliar snow-white cat sprawled across his lap.
When Jiang Xia stopped petting it, the cat let out a dissatisfied meow. But soon, it became interested in the things on the table. It stepped onto Jiang Xia's lap and stood on its hind legs, placing its front paws against the table's edge as it stared eagerly at the cake in front of Conan.
Jiang Xia: "..."Oh, he remembered. This cat seemed to have suddenly jumped onto his lap just now—he was so used to holding cats that when he felt an extra