Hi, my name is Jonathan Smith and I’m a minor
teenage detective, who has infiltrated the Organisation in America. Not long
after transferring from America to Japan, I witnessed an illegal transaction by
two men in black. I sensed a figure creeping up behind me and I fought back,
but the attacker weakened me with a stun gun. I felt my hair was being grabbed
and then released, having a tablet inserted into my mouth along with a stream
of water. But when I woke up, concerned policemen surrounded me with questions
such as “Are you lost, little boy?” and “Where is your mommy?” Little boy? I thought. Are you policemen blind or what? However,
I found myself wearing oversized clothes. Wait,
what? My clothes are oversized! Impossible! I must check myself in the
reflection. After running off for a few minutes, I stopped to take a deep
breath, and I noticed that I was being shrunk to a small boy.
I happened to notice a figure –– a small boy
with the glasses exiting from the gate of a big building. He seemed to sense my
presence and spun around. “I know you’re there,” he called out. “Hi,” I greeted
him shyly. “What are you doing here late at night?” he asked. “I’m lost,” I
attempted to make out the appearance of the boy. “Come with me. May be I could
ask my Ran-neechan to give you a shelter,” he suggested. I was amazed by his
deep vocabulary. I caught up with him and he accompanied me to Mouri Detective
Agency. “What’s your name?” he asked, without glancing at me. “J-John Doyle,” I
stammered. That’s from Sherlock Holmes’
novel! He thought
excitedly. Like how
I created “Edogawa Conan”, he took “John” from the client of Holmes and “Doyle”,
the family name of Sir Arthur Conan. May be he likes Sherlock Holmes as well. “You are a Sherlockian as well, I presume?” he imitated Holmes’
way of speaking. “I guess I am,” I chuckled. We finally arrived at the Mouri
Detective Agency. I turned towards him so that he could see my serious face. “I
heard about you, Edogawa Conan. No, I should say, Kudo Shinichi,” I smirked.
“Oh, don’t worry, I won’t tell your Ran-neechan,” I assured him. Oddly enough,
he excused himself to bed immediately after we entered the Agency. “Conan-kun,
I noticed that you brought a boy in here, but you didn’t notify me,” said a
voice that belonged to a high school girl. “Gomene, Ran-neechan, I was just
tired,” replied the boy. “Nani?! Another brat is living with us?! Brat, make
sure he’s the last one to live with us!” came a deeper voice. “Hai, oji-san!”
said the boy, in a childish manner. A tall girl with waist-length hair and a
pointy hair sticking from the corner of her head introduced herself and her
father to me. “Hi, my name is Mouri Ran and this is my father Mouri Kogoro.
Nice to meet you,” she said it politely. I smiled, “John Doyle. Nice to meet
you too.” “You can sleep with Conan-kun,” she suggested. “Arigatou!” I smiled
wider.
The next
morning, Ran came to wake us up. “Conan-kun, John-kun, wake up! Time for
school!” Great, I thought, primary school again. “Hai~!” We both
answered together. Soon after breakfast, I walked with Conan to Teitan
Elementary School. “I know much about you, but I’ll only tell you my real
identity when it’s time,” I began. Real
identity?! Conan was stunned. It
means that he is an APTX 4869 victim like me! “O-Oh alright, take your
time,” Conan forced a smile. At the beginning of class, Ms. Kobayashi, the
elementary school teacher, announced, “Class, we have a new student. Meet John
Doyle.” The class took an interest in me, since they were probably expecting
another Japanese student. “John-kun, you can sit next to Ayumi-chan,” she
suggested, pointing at the girl with a pink hairband. “Yoshida Ayumi. Nice to
meet you!” she chirped. “Nice to meet you too, Ayumi-chan!” I greeted back.
During the whole school hours, I rested my arms on the table and rested my chin
on them. I obviously can feel Kudo
Shinichi’s boredom for the whole time. I took glances at him and he was
either sleeping or staring out at the window.
The bell rang,
signaling the end of school. “John-kun,” Ayumi began, “Do you want to join us,
the Detective Boys?” In order not to sound suspicious, I pretended to not know
what she meant, “Detective Boys?”
“Yeah, me, Conan-kun, Mitsuhiko-kun, Ai-chan and Genta-kun are
in it. We form the Detective Boys!”
“Oh, sure! The group sounds interesting!” I exclaimed. Conan was
silently chuckling at my attempt to sound childish. I saw that Ayumi gave Conan
a peck on the cheek. I like Ayumi-chan
very much, I hung my head, but seems
like I’d never get the chance. “John-kun? What’s wrong?” Ayumi asked. “A-Ah,
n-nothing wrong, Ayumi-chan. I was just thinking about the homework,” I smiled
innocently at her. Turning towards, Conan, “Come on, Conan-kun, let’s go back
and do our homework.”
“Sure! I’m coming! I’ve got to go, Ayumi-chan. See you
tomorrow!” Conan called to Ayumi. “Yoshida-san,” Haibara began. “It’s obvious
that the new boy likes you and he’s just trying to hide it.” Ayumi opened her
mouth, but no words came out. “Exactly, Yoshida-san, he knew that you like
Edogawa-kun very much, and he is heart-brokened. What are you going to do?”
“The new boy… likes me?” Ayumi had three shades of red. Perhaps I should get over with Conan-kun and go after him instead, Ayumi
thought excitedly.
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