Chapter 80

He knew what it meant to give chocolate on Valentine's Day.

It couldn't be, surely not...

Ran had only just learned of his death, and she was still reeling from the impact herself; there was no way it could have happened so quickly.

After a rational analysis, Edogawa Conan’s emotions gradually stabilized.

Of course, he was still a little curious about who Ran intended to give chocolate to.

Unfortunately, because he had "killed off" the identity of Kudo Shinichi, Ran was now exceptionally sensitive toward him and completely unwilling to have any contact, which made gathering information extremely difficult.

What was even more critical was the fact that he had killed off the identity of Kudo Shinichi.

In order to conceal the truth that Kudo Shinichi had turned into a child, he had thoroughly destroyed his past identity, which resulted in the current inconvenience of trying to obtain information.

After all, what dead man could call back to ask his childhood sweetheart who she was giving Valentine's chocolate to?

Valentine's Day is a relatively important day for boys and girls.

In reality, it is a holiday used by merchants to sell candy and chocolate.

But if it were purely for selling candy and chocolate, surely no one would buy it; therefore, linking the romantic relationship between men and women to chocolate is naturally the best method.

Then, just as Ren Amamiya stepped out today, he ran into the female entertainer next door, Yoko Okino.

"Ta-da~ Today is Valentine's Day, and this is the Valentine's chocolate for you from your big sister."

It was a rectangular piece of chocolate, very well packaged.

"Miss Entertainer, you have so much free time today?"

"Don't you have variety shows or something to attend?"

Yoko Okino smiled with a face full of happiness.

"Hee hee~ It’s all because of the previous case; the company told me to take a break for a while."

"After all, if the bruise on my neck were filmed on a variety show, the company probably wouldn't be able to suppress the backlash from the fans."

"So, I can have a good rest for these two days."

That cheerful appearance made Ren Amamiya wonder if this person had broken down.

"Do you feel like I've gone crazy?"

"A little."

"I'm just tired."

She raised her hand and subconsciously touched the neck that still bore the bruise.

Yoko Okino’s smile dimmed momentarily. "I chose to be an entertainer myself."

"Because I believe my talent and ability lie here, and I also like the fans who support me, so I want to continue walking down this path."

Ren Amamiya respected that quite a bit.

Choosing the path one loves and putting in endless effort.

Even if it is exhausting, one must carry it themselves and personally reap that glory.

Yoko Okino, who persisted on the path of a female entertainer, was actually not bad.

"Keep working hard."

"Although your negative press is a bit significant, as long as you are certain of the direction you are moving in, at least you won't let yourself or your fans down."

"Mm."

Yoko Okino’s smile returned.

However, she was quite troubled.

"It should have been me cheering you on, so how did it turn into you comforting me?"

And her words didn't lack a certain maturity.

The logic was sound, and it felt as if he were a senior from a generation older than her.

Ren Amamiya smiled without a word.

In a sense, his real age was indeed adept at spouting such chicken soup.

Having been fed too much of it, it was inevitable to develop some stress reactions.

"Also, you seem more relaxed than when you spoke before."

Yoko Okino still sensed a trace of change in Ren Amamiya.

"I'm not very good at speaking; I'm clumsy with words."

"Listening to the way you just spoke, I can't hear any tendency toward being clumsy at all."

Those words just now didn't sound like something a person clumsy with words could say.

Then she stared at Ren Amamiya for a while.

"Don't move for a second."

She stood on her tiptoes and reached out to take off the glasses Ren Amamiya was wearing.

The half of his face that had been sealed by the glasses was revealed.

"Mm-hmm~ With your conditions, if you debuted now, you would definitely become a red-hot young star."

"But I still don't suggest you enter this big dyeing vat."

She put the glasses back on Ren Amamiya.

Yoko Okino also offered her advice.

Ren Amamiya naturally accepted it.

From the very beginning, he had no intention of debuting on the spot.

If someone with his face were a red-hot young star, then one could only say the quality of red-hot young stars was too low.

"What about you?"

"Big sister here is naturally fine."

Yoko Okino proudly put her hands on her hips.

"Big sister here has talent in singing, acting, and dancing."

"I have already embarked on the road to fame, and the talent agency won't trip me up."

"Big sister here is making a lot of money now."

That much was evident.

Ren Amamiya didn't actually pay that much attention to idol stars, but any entertainer who could become famous didn't do so without reason.

They must have their own methods; otherwise, they certainly wouldn't be able to make a living in this industry.

He looked at the chocolate in his hand.

"Miss Okino, if you have any trouble in the future, perhaps you can talk to me."

"Maybe I have a way to help you solve it."

"Ah, another remark that sounds like an adult."

Yoko Okino couldn't help but retort.

Then she hung her head down.

"Ah, I was supposed to be the one saying that, but the positions have been reversed."

Ren Amamiya smiled.

To tell the truth, there were quite a lot of things he could do now.

It was just that none of that energy was his own.

Therefore, he had never thought about using other people's energy to accomplish his own affairs.

What he could do was merely what was within his power.

If this female entertainer ran into some trouble, he could truly help her investigate who was stabbing her in the back.

Divination was still too comprehensive.

"Alright, I won't hinder you from going to school."

After stepping aside, Yoko Okino suddenly remembered something and took out an invitation ticket.

"This is a thank-you gift for saving me last time."

"It’s not that I’m trying to pay you back, it’s just that I probably can't go now."

Ren Amamiya accepted it without standing on ceremony.

It was indeed an invitation ticket.

— Author's Notes —

PS: New book is out, seeking data.