Conan froze for a moment, watching the glasses on the ground drift farther and farther away from him. ...Huh?
Come to think of it, he was wearing Shojun's clothes and Shojun's slippers, and his glasses had happened to fall off. He had also taken off his Wristwatch and set it aside while changing clothes...
Wait, didn't that mean his Soccer Ball Belt, Stun-Gun Wristwatch, Enhanced Foot Strength Shoes, and even his glasses... were all no longer on him?!
Suddenly stripped of his gear, Conan's heart sank. When he shouted again, there was finally a genuine note of panic in his voice.
Vodka, who was eavesdropping: "..." Huh? His acting had suddenly improved.
That terrifying little brat—being calculating was one thing, but he was evolving this fast too...
Vodka clicked his tongue. No wonder he's someone Uzo picked out. That little schemer might be lacking in other areas, but he really does have an eye for people.
While "Kataoka Jun" was tragically kidnapped.
Elsewhere, in bustling downtown Tokyo, a rehearsal for a fashion show was underway.
The lavish stage had long since been set up. Technicians carefully inspected the various facilities, while tall Models carried Clothes Hangers draped with outfits back and forth, familiarizing themselves with the upcoming runway show.
Once the Models had finished their final walk-through, the beautiful woman in the front-row seats rose to her feet and clapped her hands in satisfaction. "Very good. This should do it."
Mr. Kataoka looked at her gently and encouraged her, "Tonight's official show will definitely go as smoothly as this one. Once it concludes successfully, you'll truly join the ranks of top Fashion Designers."
Ezaki Sachiko shook her head with a bitter smile. "It would be nice if that really happened."
Mr. Kataoka patted her shoulder. "You need to believe