A Whole Bunch of Shinichi Kudo

"Hmm?!"

"What?!"

Several people standing opposite him froze in unison, looking him up and down with stunned expressions.

"Huh? What kind of reaction is that? Aren't you happy to see me?" Heiji Hattori, feeling slightly guilty inside, forced himself to straighten his back.

Tangze's explanation when they first met hadn't actually been wrong. He and Kudo really did look very similar.

But similar and identical were still different things.

Apart from their hairstyles and skin tones, his eyes and brows differed quite a bit from Kudo's. At a glance, it was hard to tell them apart, but a careful comparison would expose him easily enough.

For people who did not know the two of them well, that degree of resemblance was enough to fool them.

Unfortunately, everyone standing before him was an acquaintance who knew Kudo very well.

For example, Ran Mouri, who seriously adjusted her bangs so they would not obstruct her vision and examined him with a stern expression.

After looking him over, Ran Mouri frowned. "But, you..."

Before she could voice her doubts, an astonished voice came from behind him. "Heiji, what are you doing?"

Oh no, why was Kazuha here?!

Heiji Hattori had deliberately picked a reason sure to anger her and argued with her over the phone. He had been certain that Kazuha Toyama, after being stood up, would not come. His back immediately stiffened.

Kazuha Toyama looked at him strangely, then suddenly reached out and swiped across his face.

When she pulled her hand back, her fingertips were covered in white powder.

Clearly, with Heiji Hattori's skin tone, he would have needed quite a lot of makeup to disguise himself as Shinichi Kudo.

"Is this foundation? And you changed your hairstyle too. Hey, are you putting on a kabuki performance or something?" Kazuha Toyama