"Remember to close and lock the doors and windows next time." Kyogoku Makoto firmly latched the sliding door by the balcony, then turned around and said to Sonoko Suzuki with a serious expression, "We can only be considered a moderately sized inn. Anyone with a little strength and agility could climb up to the second floor without much trouble."
He roughly knew what kind of family Sonoko Suzuki came from, and he also knew she rarely stayed at inns with conditions like this. After thinking it over, he gave up on continuing the safety lecture, lowered his head, and began stuffing her scattered belongings back into her bag.
After observing the room for only a moment, Conan clearly understood that the culprit behind this mess definitely was not the fast-flying intruder. It was most likely the heroic warrior who had burst in to uphold justice. So he tugged on Ran Mouri, who had wanted to stop him.
"W-what are you doing?" Sonoko Suzuki wanted to say something, but remembering how this guy had sent someone flying with a single punch, her voice immediately softened. "If you're cleaning up, I can do it myself..."
"No, I'll change your room." Kyogoku Makoto slung her travel bag over his shoulder, still looking stern and serious as ever. "That intruder already knows your room number. It isn't safe."
He had actually wanted to say that a girl from a family like Sonoko Suzuki's ought to be more cautious when traveling. Even if she met someone she... really liked, she shouldn't foolishly reveal her exact address just because she had a good first impression of him. But after glancing at Ran Mouri beside her, holding a child's hand and looking every bit the quiet, refined young lady, he swallowed those words.
Forget it. Someone could