Detective Conan's Cafe Owner

Chapter 230 It's Boring
it's dark.

After dinner, clean up.

He took off the maid outfit on his body, put on his own clothes, took the bag, and put the changed one and the rest of the maid outfit into the bag.

go outside.

"Shopkeeper, I have nothing else to do and I'm leaving first."

"Ah."

Qingming, who was sitting at the counter, didn't raise her head, she just responded.

Sometimes, it always seems very indifferent.

Azusa Enomoto didn't care either.

Alone, I walked towards the door of the store, opened the door and wanted to leave, but stopped suddenly.

He turned his head and looked at Qingming.

After hesitating for a moment, he still spoke.

"The owner."

"Ok?"

"Is it true that no one can tell what will happen in the future?"

"of course."

"including you?"

"including me."

"Why? Don't you know how to read and tell fortunes? This can be regarded as seeing the future, right? Why can't you tell?"

"..."

Qingming did not answer.

He just raised his head, looked at her, and stared at her from a distance for a while.

Shaking his head again.

"What you can know through fortune telling is just one of the countless possibilities in the future. It's just a 'possibility'. Maybe the future is really the future I see, maybe not, understand?"

"Understood..."

Azusa Enomoto nodded, perhaps not quite understanding.

After thinking for a while, he asked again.

"Shopkeeper, since you can tell other people's fortunes, what about you? Can't you do it for yourself? Can't you see what your own future will be like?"

"Can't figure it out."

"what?"

"I've tried many times, and as long as it's about me, I can't figure it out, but maybe it's a good thing if I can't figure it out."

Qingming said so.

Just as doctors do not self-medicate, things like fortune-telling may not be counted on their own.

So Qingming has given up telling her own fortune.

Azusa Enomoto didn't understand these things.

So I didn't know how to answer the conversation, so I could only keep silent.

for a long time.

"Here, shopkeeper."

"Ok?"

"Calculate it for me, maybe I can figure out your affairs from the side."

she said so.

In fact, it was because of the problem of Qingming before that I felt a little uneasy, for fear that something bad would happen.

Qingming just looked at her.

Then nod.

"Well, that's fine, I'll do the math for you."

"Now?"

"No, you can go back and rest. I know your birthday and everything else. It's okay if you're not here."

"Then... I'll go first."

"let's go."

Qingming waved his hand.

Although Azusa Enomoto was still a little worried, she hesitated and left first.

In the coffee shop, Qingming was the only one left.

Smiling and shaking his head.

"So what if you figure it out?"

There are countless possibilities in the future, even if one of them is calculated, it is meaningless.

……

night.

Qingming didn't go back to the manor.

Maybe I was fascinated by reading, or maybe I just didn't want to go back, so I stayed here alone.

This is of course.

Qingming should be alone, because he is not a gregarious existence.

no companions.

It is also impossible to have a companion, how should I put it, it can only be said that Qingming has a different view from most people, and it is basically impossible to become a companion.

Birds of a feather flock together, and people divide into groups.

With a sound of "ding", the store door was pushed open, and an uncle walked in from the outside.

"Is it getting cold again recently?"

The uncle rubbed his hands, maybe he wanted to make his hands feel warmer through rubbing.

Qingming raised his head and looked over.

"Uncle Mao Li, why don't you rest at this late hour?"

"Come get something to eat."

Mori Kogoro explained.

This is a common time. If you don't sleep at night, you will come down to find supper, which is basically cakes and biscuits.

The premise is that Qingming is here.

No matter what, Mori Kogoro would not be polite to Qingming.

Without waiting for Qingming to say anything, he ran to the back kitchen by himself, took out cakes and biscuits, and didn't seem to intend to leave, just sat down on a seat.

While eating, while looking at Qingming.

for a long time.

Xu felt a little uncomfortable, Qingming put down the book and looked up at him.

"I said uncle, can you stop looking at me? It's easy to be misunderstood by you. If you really have a problem, isn't there a primary school student upstairs? You can just ask him."

"..."

Mori Kogoro didn't speak.

Biting the cake in his mouth, he stared at Qingming for a long time until he swallowed the cake before opening his mouth.

"Boy, are you more problematic than me?"

"I?"

"Don't pretend, you kid has a big problem."

"What can I have a problem with?"

"You have all kinds of problems, and your whole body is broken, I think, you should find someone to help you fix it, or you might destroy yourself one day, um, no, it should be said to be self-destruction , tsk tsk..."

Shaking his head and smacking his lips.

It seemed that he was too lazy to say anything, stood up with the cake and biscuits, and left directly.

"So you young people are really easy to break."

"..."

Qingming watched the back of Mori Kogoro leaving, remained silent for a long time, then smiled mockingly and self-deprecatingly.

"Human, which one is not broken?"

Shake his head.

Without thinking too much, I picked up the book and continued to study.

Just put it down again quickly.

He raised his head again and scanned the coffee shop where there was no one else but him, and it was silent.

It was a little scary quiet.

"It's always been like this before."

He thought so.

But why do you feel that you are not used to such quietness?
Because there are people around you because you are used to it?
who?

Azusa Enomoto?Ayumi?Twin maids?Qian?Or Hui Yuanai?Naoko Takei?Or all?
It seems to be both, and it seems to be neither.

Stand up, get out of position, and walk outside the coffee shop.

A cool breeze blows.

He raised his head and looked at the night sky, but there were still no stars and no sign of the moon.

There is no one on the street.

The whole world seems to have quieted down.

"It's going to rain again!"

Qingming said something.

Although it is not now, it is not a downpour worth caring about.

"Just let the rain flood the whole world."

After all, the world is meant to be destroyed.

However, if we really do this, we don't know if a certain magical girl will come out to save the world.

Maybe it will.

"Magical girl... Unfortunately, I am not the same as me!"

Shaking his head, he sighed lightly.

Taoist priests and magical girls, in a broad sense, are the same kind of person, different from ordinary people, but in fact, they are not the same kind.

Everywhere is divided into camps.

Different countries, different regions, different ideas and so on.

Huaxia people, neon people and so on.

Poor breast control, giant (beep~) control, loli control, royal sister control and so on.

"It's really boring!"

(End of this chapter)