Before long, the curry was done, and dinner was served.
The reporter wandered downstairs and was surprised to find that there was a portion for him too. "I didn't expect you to prepare one for me as well." He had been planning to fend for himself and grab a serving.
Teacher Yonehara said indifferently, "We made plenty anyway. If you want some, eat with us."
"Hehe, then thank you." The reporter looked at the steaming curry on his plate and said meaningfully, "But trying to curry favor with me won't work. I won't forget what happened three years ago because of this."
...Three years ago again.
Conan held himself back and back, but ultimately couldn't resist. Since that suspicious "Dr. Araide" was lying dead in the guest room, the Fake Elementary School Student abandoned his low-profile disguise and asked directly, "You keep talking about 'three years ago,' 'three years ago'—what exactly happened three years ago?"
The dark-skinned male teacher hurriedly laughed, cutting off what the reporter was about to say. "Kids shouldn't ask so many questions."
Just then, Teacher Nakamura pushed open the door and entered with a tray in his hands. "I brought food to those two girls. The school doctor still hasn't woken up, so I brought his portion back. I'll heat it up for him when he wakes."
Teacher Yonehara sighed. "We invited them here to have fun together, but I never expected this to happen. Sugiyama really went too far this time."
As they spoke, the Landline Phone in the house suddenly started ringing.
The curly-haired man clicked his tongue. "It has to be Sugiyama! That guy deserves an earful. He must know he caused trouble too, so he doesn't dare show his face and can only call first."
Cursing as he went, he stomped over