Komatsu Hitoshi thought of his friend, then of himself, and could not help letting out a long sigh. "Compared to him, I'm a loser in every sense of the word. Before, it was only that work wasn't going well and I wasn't capable enough. I never thought that today, my life itself would nearly come to an end..."
Jiang Xia casually comforted him. "It was only a minor accident. I've even seen someone who kept getting nearly crushed by people falling from buildings. You only nearly got hit once while passing by. There's still plenty of hope for your life."
Komatsu Hitoshi froze. "Who's that unlucky?"
Conan: "..." Probably some target That Lord had set his sights on.
Jiang Xia said, "I don't know either. I heard that whenever that person gets nearly hit, he quickly leaves the scene. Maybe he's already used to that level of bad luck. In any case, your luck is still pretty good."
Komatsu Hitoshi was indeed comforted. He laughed heartily. "Compared to that, I do get lucky sometimes—speaking of which, what you said earlier wasn't quite right. I wasn't just passing by. I was waiting for someone here."
At the mention of "waiting for someone," his large face reddened, and a shy smile appeared. "A cute girl sent me an anonymous love letter and asked to meet me here, but..."
His expression stiffened. He suddenly realized that this bit of good fortune did not seem all that good, since it had been interrupted by bad luck. "But after that kind of commotion just now, she may have been scared away. She still hasn't shown herself. Sigh, that makes sense. If she were with someone like me, she'd definitely become unlucky too."
Suzuki Sonoko, who was eagerly following the gossip, offered her opinion. "Hmph, how