They left me for three days, and now it's time to change my disguise.
"Ascendant, change my appearance."
"Another change, sir?"
"Zen's cover is blown. Those informants will spread my face, plus the Black Organization already tracked me with the fake Kogoro Mouri. Time to switch to Dayn Blood Kiss."
"Changing complete."
"Thank you. Let's solve another case; this is getting fun, and I need to increase my intelligence." I changed my face to Dayn and emerged from my grave, startling the visitors who screamed about a living corpse. I shook my head, and Ascendant, now my butler, brought suitable clothing for me.
"The car is ready, sir." We got into my modified McLaren.
"Ascendant, change your appearance to Lawrence Anderson."
"Understood." Ascendant transformed into Lawrence Anderson from Black Butler.
"Any plans?" I checked the God Card; it seemed there would be a call tomorrow.
"Let's reorganize the agency first, Ascendant. My clone has caused too many problems."
"Understood." We quickly parked in our usual spot. As we got out, we attracted the attention of passersby. My new face was breathtakingly handsome, and even the world seemed to stop to look at me. Ascendant followed me with elegance.
We looked like billionaires, with formal and elegant attire, smiling warmly at everyone. Ascendant was particularly mesmerizing to middle-aged men with his butler aura.
When we arrived at the agency, Huginn and Muninn returned. Ascendant and I reorganized the office and sorted through the neglected case files, mostly detective work memos. After tidying up, I cleaned the third floor, where Ran and I had our rooms.
Ran's room was full of trash, a sign of her severe stress. I cleaned and organized it, washing everything thoroughly. Ascendant cleaned my room. Once everything was neat and comfortable, I sent a code to those who saw me kill the real Kogoro Mouri, especially the Black Organization.
"No sign... continue the work." With that order, they resumed their tasks while I chatted with Ascendant and contacted Greater Ark, Svarga, and Yharnam, missing them.
In the evening, I relaxed with coffee made by Ascendant, who mimicked my method using the Primordial Platter. Huginn and Muninn also ate comfortably.
Someone came, four people, who opened my door while I was leisurely watching my 72-inch TV showing a Yoko Okino concert.
"...Dad?" I glanced at them and sighed.
"I'm just a ghost. Your father is buried in his grave; no need to call me Dad." I sipped my coffee and continued watching the concert.
"Dad, I'm sorry."
"I forgive you. When you threw me into the ground and buried me alive, at least I didn't report you. Don't ask what happened to my face, some things are better left hidden." aku kembali menonton Konser Yoko Okino.
"Uncle, we found the boss" Aku melihat Conan lalu tersenyum.
"Hyun Ryu, Korean Actor, Famous as Fallen Angel of Battlefield, Black Berets Instructor, A Former Military Special Force officer who get honorably discharge upon his military achievement and go to Film Industry, a famous actor who rising star due his charming and beautiful voice but he" i change the channel and the news about Hyun Ryu suicide in Korea TV channel.
"Suicide, due his partner caught cheating when he in military. after raising into superstar, the partner return with bastard child to ask custody to him, Hyun Ryu find out afterward when the child DNA test arrive big argument happened and out of resentment he choice the easy way to escape the truth, killing himself"
"But he in Party before"
"Hmmm.... Maybe it is, using the Hyun Ryu popularity to go to party and the real Hyun Ryu already dead in Korea but in Japan he was not declare death.... genius tactics"
"Do you already know, Uncle?"
"I've traveled all over the world: America, Russia, China, England, Saudi Arabia, Korea, and many more, helping with cases. I've solved 21 cases. The hardest was in America because of the gun violence. Russia and China involved espionage, and England had an old case about the Duke's family. In Saudi Arabia, it was about abuse of power, and in Korea, it was misuse of popularity. I got some help from those countries, but I didn't tell you because it's confidential. So, a celebrity murder case in Korea is common and doesn't surprise me. Japan and other countries have similar issues. This information delay is why many people are declared dead abroad and then travel to another country where their death isn't known, using that falsehood to create an illusion. Come on, Conan, you're smarter than this. This trick is very simple: it's about how fast information spreads. Even a one-day delay is a loophole. If I were The Boss, I'd exploit this loophole. Why are you here? I have a job to go to Tottori because the Takeda family hired us, even though they don't believe I'm still alive. But money is money. If you four want to come along, go take a bath, dress properly, and we'll leave at 5 PM." Just then, I heard a group of kids running.
"Conan!" They saw me calmly drinking coffee.
"A GHOST!" Great, now there are kid detectives here too; this is getting annoying.
We traveled to Tottori in a new car, an H2 Limo modified to be not too long, like a bus but not too big. The interior was comfortable and could fit 20 people, including the kids.
Ascendant and I sat in the front seats.
"If you're hungry or want ice cream, you can get it from the cooler and scoop it yourself with any toppings you like. Eat until your teeth hurt if you want. If you want something other than ice cream, press the menu button. The automatic machine will cook and serve the food at your seat. Enjoy yourselves, but don't disturb the driver in front. If you want to enjoy the sky, the roof can open, and you can feel the wind. Don't order sake or alcohol. If you want karaoke, feel free to grab the mic and sing to your heart's content." Our journey began. I chatted with Ascendant, occasionally working as a minister with the God Card in front of me, while the passengers in the back had a literal party.
Our trip took a long time, and we planned to arrive the next day, so we enjoyed the journey. I had already contacted the children's families, informing them I was taking the kids to Tottori. They were shocked to learn I wasn't actually dead.
I only had plastic surgery to change my face, and the person who died was an imposter, not me. The families were very grateful, giving their children the best childhood memories.
When we reached Karakuri Pass, in the Yonago mountains, we saw a motorcycle and a car that had stopped. We pulled over and saw Heiji and Kazuha with an American. We rolled down the window, sunglasses on our faces.
"Need a ride?" we said together. Heiji and Kazuha were very embarrassed, and the American was very confused.
Ascendant and I got out, tied Heiji's motorcycle securely on top of our car, which was very sturdy due to special suspension I designed.
The funny part was, I could lift one of these rental cars like it was paper, and so could Ascendant. We chatted like it wasn't a big deal.
The three of them got in and were amazed at the luxurious and minimalist interior of the car.
"Ran! Your dad's alive again!"
"No, it was my fake dad who died. The real one had plastic surgery to avoid a group for our safety. Please adapt; my dad has a lot of responsibilities that even I don't fully understand." We arrived at the mansion, greeted by the matriarch, who looked at me and Ascendant with a blushing face.
"Is it really you?"
"Yes, I had plastic surgery. Please understand, my identity was copied, and I'm worried the next imposter will ruin the family relationships I've worked hard to build."
"I understand what happened to you. I've heard about it. I apologize for anyone daring to impersonate your fame."
"Thank you for your understanding, Matriarch."
"Detective Mouri, are you aware of the Spider Curse?"
"Hmmm…?" I looked at the mansion and placed my hand on the ground, then glanced at Ascendant.
"Byakuya, call the police."
"Understood." Ascendant quickly called the police, and within 20 minutes, they arrived.
"You?"
"Detective Mouri."
"Aren't you supposed to be dead?"
"That was a fake Mouri. The real one is me. I had plastic surgery in Korea to prevent any more imposters. Please understand."
"Ah, I see. My condolences for your fame being ruined by that imposter. What's this case, Detective Mouri?"
"It's quite simple." I explained the initial misunderstanding about the Spider Curse. A woman wanted a child, but Nobukazu was sterile and couldn't have children. His wife, desperate for a child, had an affair with Nobukazu's brother, resulting in the birth of Misa. The matriarch knew about this and covered it up to avoid shame. Negishi was killed by Robert over the truth about Misa. Misa also died due to Robert's mistake in writing "shine" in Romaji, meaning "to shine," but it was read as "to die," leading Misa to commit suicide under threat from Robert. It was all a misunderstanding.
Robert was shocked, but I didn't stop there. I caught Nobukazu for illegal drug smuggling, with evidence showing the drugs were hidden in dolls with a gear mechanism.
I recommended punishments based on the law, aiming for fair justice.
"Is this sufficient?" I concluded the case in just three minutes, straightforward and impactful.
"Perfect analysis, sir." My entourage was amazed at my quick detective work. Now it was my turn to try doll making.
"Thank you, Byakuya." The police arrested the suspects together, and I was pleased with the praise but didn't take any money. Instead, I asked for something important.
"I'm very interested in your puppet-making. May I learn a bit so I can promote the Takeda family's puppet-making culture at the National Art Museum in Tokyo?" Hearing this from me was the highest honor the Takeda family could receive, especially since their eldest son was involved in drug smuggling.
"Please help us, Detective Mouri." Matriarch Chie bowed deeply to me. I did the same, even though I had caused significant trouble for her family. I didn't want her family to suffer from this small problem.
"I'll do my best."
"Sir, I need to inform you that there's a Yokai here," Ascendant said with a serious expression.
"Jorōgumo?" I asked.
"Yes, it seems she's become a vengeful spirit. Should we capture her?" Our conversation piqued the interest of several people.
"Uncle, is there a Yokai here?" the young detective asked eagerly.
"There is, but it's very hard to see unless you have a strong understanding of the occult and scientific knowledge. I can't show you their form because they're Oni, and their appearance is terrifying. I'm worried you might have nightmares. However, Byakuya is also considered a Yokai, but more precisely a Divine Yokai. Byakuya, show them," I instructed Ascendant, Ascendant transformed into Byakko, a giant with many divine attributes.
"Catch the Jorōgumo, and then we'll keep her," I commanded. Byakko roared and swiftly pursued the Jorōgumo within the mansion. I crafted a charm inscribed with Onmyodo symbols, attached it to a kunai, aimed, and threw it like a shuriken. We heard a woman's scream echoing through the mansion. Ascendant returned, holding the kunai in his mouth. I took it and stored it in my pocket, then Ascendant reverted to his human form as I quickly performed a purification ritual using Onmyodo.
"It's done. There's no more curse in this mansion. Now, Matriarch, I can't wait to learn your puppet-making techniques," I said with a smile.
"UNCLE YOU HAVE YOKAI !"
"That's right. Huginn and Muninn, the Raven and Owl at the agency, are twin Daitengu that I have for protection from the Shinto Gods. They taught me Onmyodo and how to communicate with supernatural beings, even directly with the Shinto Gods. These two Daitengu serve as guardians, ensuring that while I can handle malevolent supernatural entities, those entities cannot harm me in any way. I can't teach you Onmyodo because it's extremely dangerous and can affect your sanity. You'd go insane faster than you can handle stress, and the consequences are severe. You'd be dealing with beings that can't be physically attacked, and they can kill you without any physical contact. So, don't mess with this knowledge." We entered the mansion, where I started learning directly from the Matriarch. Ascendant, meanwhile, became a source of information about the supernatural world, only answering what was necessary.
The next day, I had fully understood the workings of these puppets and had created my own, Queen Himiko and her Court of Courtesans. Drawing inspiration from Himiko in Dynasty Warriors and matching it with the historical Queen Himiko of Yamatai, I crafted highly realistic and elegant puppets. Using skills in puppeting, automatons, makeup, cosmetics, and a bit of biochemistry, I created puppets reminiscent of Raiden Shogun from Genshin Impact. The puppets were incredibly lifelike, with detailed artificial features.
I dressed them with passion, akin to a renowned makeup artist, adorning them with era-appropriate accessories. Ascendant helped select the fabric colors, and I sewed the costumes myself, utilizing my skills. The result was the Court of Yamatai, comprising 13 stunning maidens, rich in cultural beauty and perfection in appearance.
"A true masterpiece, Sir."
"This is fun! I don't need fame or money as long as my work ignites my artistic spirit with enthusiasm. Could this garner further attention?"
"Based on probabilities, Sir, these puppets will be showcased in Tokyo as a museum attraction. Your two previous paintings have already drawn significant attention in the art world. Adding these puppets will enhance your reputation for timeless cultural appreciation. Even a layperson would be deceived by their realism. Talented makeup artists would find it hard to distinguish between real people and your puppets, viewing them as a blend of old and modern culture. Their beauty, thanks to your cosmetic and fashion skills, would captivate many, especially the men here who seem infatuated with your work." Seeing their fascination made me laugh.
"Ahahahaha, why are you all falling for puppets? It's understandable for children, but you already have partners! You really can't control your eyes and desires, can you?" Kazuha pulled Heiji's ear, Ran pinched Conan, and Ayumi did the same to Genta and Mitsuhiko, along with several other men.
"But we need to create entertainment. The puppets can't just sit idly like virgins waiting for a prince to come."
"I suggest the dance of Ame no Uzume," Ascendant proposed, and I nodded eagerly.
"Yes, the Yata Mirror as a mechanical timer, representing each dance. Queen Himiko was known for her shamanic dances, so incorporating 24 traditional dances would be a new challenge. I'll learn them on our way back."
"I'll prepare everything, Sir. I'll help you arrange the puppets," Ascendant said as we carefully packed the puppets into custom-made slim yet comfortable boxes.
"Matriarch Takeda, you can check the news tomorrow for the art piece featuring the Takeda family's craftsmanship."
"Detective Mouri, as the Matriarch of the Takeda family, I am deeply grateful for your work. I hope my ancestors grant you good fortune."
"Thank you." We left, returning Robert's rental car. During the journey, I sat in the back seat, as the others wanted to watch me learn the dance.
Using computer graphic design, I recalled the dance Queen Himiko performed for divination from the Shinto Gods. I choreographed all 24 dances, paying meticulous attention to steps, hand movements, and overall body elegance.
"10 minutes, huh?" We watched the 24 dances, making minor adjustments to the attire as needed. After finalizing the designs, I incorporated a music player and other elements, forming a grand ballroom scene.
Once everything was set, we conducted a trial of one dance with music and a hologram trigger.
Watching it was phenomenal, as if we were witnessing an ancient live performance. Though the puppets couldn't speak, the music and dance conveyed the essence perfectly—a fantastic masterpiece. The flawless choreography and seamless transitions between dances every hour were impressive.
"It's done. Fantastic, isn't it?"
"COOL!"
"You can check it out again when you visit the museum. Seeing the finished work is a different experience from seeing the designer in action."
"But how do you move these puppets?"
"Oh, that's a secret, Ai. A magician never reveals their tricks." Ai was frustrated and sat on my lap, trying to fiddle with the hologram, but her hands just went through the light.
"You don't have access to the supercomputer, unfortunately. No touching, but feel free to look as much as you want." Ai pouted like a child wanting to play with the supercomputer, so I handed her a pacifier.
"Come on, this big baby is whining. Here's your milk, now stop whining." Ai's pride as a scientist was completely crushed by me.
Ai removed the pacifier and immediately pinched my thigh hard. I just chuckled because her pinch didn't hurt.
We arrived in Kyoto to drop off Kazuha and Heiji. I helped unload their motorcycle from our car, making sure the tank was full.
"See you again, uncle, and thanks for helping with our case even though I didn't participate much."
"No problem, it's natural for us to meet by chance. But if you're going to be a detective with me, try to be faster. The most important thing for a detective is how quickly you can gather information."
"I'll keep learning."
"Good. Please take care of Kazuha. I suggest you pay a bit more attention to your girlfriend rather than just focusing on your passion. If someone else takes her, don't blame them, blame yourself." Kazuha agreed with me and glanced at Heiji, who also glanced back. They blushed, and I snapped a picture of them with Conan's phone.
"Boy, use this to blackmail them if they act silly." Conan grinned, and the couple left in a hurry, embarrassed.
"Thanks, uncle."
"You're welcome. My advice also applies to you." I gave Conan a look that said I would kill him if he didn't take care of my daughter. Conan broke into a cold sweat, seeing Ran smiling innocently.
'Does she know?'
We returned to Tokyo, dropping off the detective boys at their homes. Ai clung to me, so I gave her some fashionable clothes, and we quickly left.
I took Ran back to the agency and then went to the museum to set everything up. After finishing, I checked everything over.
"All done."
"It looks great."
"Jorōgumo."
"I've prepared the puppet," Ascendant said. The puppet was just a regular one, but we started remodeling it to look like Jorogumo from the Onmyoji Game, Fifth Skin Heartsnare Rose. With porcelain-like skin and a graceful kimono maid outfit, it was stunning.
I took the charm and began integrating it with the puppet. Jorōgumo began to assimilate and then awoke in her new body. The process of merging the spirit with the doll was easy after learning from the Shogun. I just had to embed the charm in the puppet's body.
"Ah...ah... Master."
"Shiraori, welcome." I gently stroked her smooth, clean face. She enjoyed the pat, and I felt the shikigami bond complete.
Now I had a Yokai pet.
"Let's go home." Shiraori nodded and walked with us. Ascendant explained that Shiraori's role would be as a cleaner, essentially a maid in my agency. But when I became "The Boss," she would be a great assassin, capable of capturing and eating people alive.
After explaining this, I allowed Shiraori to sleep in the room I had prepared, a cute space full of threads. Shiraori had a talent for knitting and weaving silk. She loved it, and I provided her with various types of threads.
Checking the canon events, it was time for the school festival. Alright.
The next day, news about the Takeda Family puppets I created became a hot topic all over Japan. Even the Prime Minister and Emperor recognized them as national treasures.
That night, Ran and I rushed to the hospital because Shinichi had been shot. Ran donated her blood, and Ai pulled me aside.
"Uncle, can you create an antidote for APTX 4869?"
"I thought you could?"
"I realized that the entire Black Organization no longer recognizes me. How did you manage that?"
"Memory wipe? Do you remember Project Onryo?"
"That project?"
"Yes. With its help, I erased their memories as part of their immune system, making it seem like those memories never existed."
"But the Boss knows about me and Conan."
"Because you told him. I warned you not to tell or approach them. Just enjoy your freedom. But if you make them remember you, either intentionally or not, the 'memory wipe' won't work. That's the special trigger for them to recall. Wait, have you met the Boss?"
"Yes, Uncle."
"You didn't tell him I was still alive, did you?"
"No."
"Good. They're now looking for the fake Kogoro, and luckily, I already performed the same memory wipe on them, so I have no ties to them anymore."
"But the super soldier..."
"I still have it. It's safe with me. We need to be cautious because you and Conan have reset the Boss's memory wipe. Keep a low profile and don't reveal you're Shiho Miyano, no matter what. You have ESP to detect Black Organization members, right?"
"Uncle knows?"
"I'm a detective and an experienced doctor. It's a valuable gift, but remember, Ai. Be careful."
"yes uncle, Uncle can i ask you one thing ?"
"Yes ?"
"Uncle, are you the boss?" I frowned and looked at Ai with a very normal expression.
"That's an impossible coincidence. No way."
"Because your skills are just like The Boss's... exactly the same."
"Really? Damn, you got tricked."
"What do you mean?"
"What did The Boss say when he imitated my skills?"
"He said you were his idol and blah blah blah." I knew Ai was just testing me, so I played dumb.
"My idol? That's impossible. Or did you see an aura similar to mine?" Ai looked at me with a warmer and more comfortable aura, not the cold and choking one I showed as The Boss.
"Completely different."
"Good. Be careful next time." Ran came out of the room and saw me and Ai.
"Dad, let's go home." I saw that Ran was sad.
"Why are you sad?" Ran wiped her tears and looked at me.
"Shinichi, he won't admit it."
"Why didn't you tell him?"
"I did, but Shinichi won't admit it!"
"Ran, calm down." Ran took a deep breath to calm herself, using a breathing technique Byakuya taught her to manage excessive emotions.
"Shinichi isn't admitting it because he's afraid of making you sad. He was shot and doesn't want to appear weak in front of you. He plans to confess his love tomorrow after the school play at the restaurant where the Kudo family confessed their love to each other." Ran's mood shifted from gloomy to excited upon hearing that.
"Dad... is that true?"
"Oops, I slipped up. Anyway, just wait in the car." Ran ran enthusiastically to the car.
"Uncle, you..."
"Too easy." We went inside and saw Conan.
"Boy, you're lucky I saved your ass. Now confess to Ran and let this mask-under-mask thing be bygones. You already heard Ai's chip on her collar. I'll help you make the antidote, but it's temporary—only for a day, unlike before when it lasted just a few minutes." I took out the formula and helped Ai make the antidote. Soon, their bodies reverted to their adult forms.
"This formula isn't very strong; it only lasts up to two days. Use these two days wisely. I have to go before Ran gets suspicious. I've paid and convinced the hospital to discharge you early. Now hurry, call Agasa to pick you up." I returned home and dropped off Ran, but I was surprised to find Heiji and Kazuha visiting.
"Uncle."
"Oh, you two? Want to visit Conan? He's fine, out of the hospital. Are you coming to the school event tomorrow? Kazuha, sleep in Ran's room. Heiji, sleep in my room on the third floor. Shiraori will show you the way, and Byakuya will prepare hot water for you." Shiraori appeared in a cute Gothic Lolita outfit, which I found very appealing. I made some adjustments to her costume, and Azusa, who happened to see it, really wanted Shiraori to work for her.
"Sorry, Miss Azusa, but Shiraori is a maid at the Mouri Agency. I apologize."
"Detective Mouri, you're stingy! I offered you a job at my cafe when you have no clients, but you refused because your cakes are the most loved here. Look! Your cookie jars are empty! Even all my reserves are gone, eaten by all my customers!"
"Profitable indeed! Byakuya, remind me to bake more cookies."
"I've gathered data on various cookie recipes from around the world. Would you like to try them, sir?"
"Great idea. Ran, sell these cookies. Consider it your pocket money. Has the house renovation order been completed?"
"It's done. I modified it with Lady Shiro's help."
"Good. Let's cook, ladies. You don't want to be outdone by an old man like me, do you?" Azusa took all the empty jars from her cafe to be refilled. We cooked enthusiastically, like high school girls, decorating and making cute treats from jelly, cakes, and tarts. Azusa, Ran, Kazuha, Shiro, and I had a blast making the dough.
Ascendant handled the inventory, using my earnings to buy food supplies and threads from around the world, importing them directly.
Then, I helped Azusa become a maid, teaching her techniques for brewing coffee, tea, and famous cappuccinos from Italy, as well as renowned coffees and teas from other countries.
Azusa was very focused on my explanations because she wanted to learn how to cook delicious food from me. Her customers acknowledged that my treats were tastier than regular ones.
"Now, try it." Azusa tried the technique I taught her. When she started serving, the aroma of the coffee was different from before—stronger, more flavorful, and comforting. My body responded with chills; it was undoubtedly delicious coffee.
When everyone except Azusa drank it, they immediately fell in love with it. Despite using cheap coffee beans, the taste was perfect. If she used imported beans and special coffee, they might get drunk on it.
The final judgment was mine, as I comfortably sipped the coffee until my cup was empty.
"Azusa... your coffee is numero uno." I used pure Italian and was thrilled with her effort.
"Thank you, Sensei!" I was delighted to hear that.
"Good. Now you can't recruit me as a temporary employee, right?"
"My offer still stands."
"Impossible, but I'm sure your cafe will be swamped with customers. Byakuya, Shiraori, help Azusa temporarily. If she gets a replacement employee, leave."
"Understood, sir."
"Understood, master."
"There temporary, all good ?"
"But my offer still stands" my smile lost and i smack my head.
"Fine, but each food i serve 5000 Yen per plate when i lack client so i don't go to Panchinko or Horse Racing Gambling, i need to get rid of my gambling addiction to give people food to eat"
"Deal" i offer her my hand, she accept the handshake.
"Is nice to have business with you, Manager"
"Is nice to having you in my store, Sensei"
"Please don't call me sensei, i'll blush, if i blush Eri will" my ear get pinched by none other Eri herself.
"I see... your skirt chasing attitude still the same wouldn't it ?"
"No, no, no, Please listen to me" Eri drag me like i caught cheating in broad daylight, she drag me to her room that Ascendant already make it for her, the door closed but i escape but soon get supplex by her to go inside once more.
"RAN ! HELP ME, YOUR MOM GONNA MAKE ME SUFFER !" Eri grab my hair and drag me to hell hole.
"I hope Miss Eri give you Good Time Sir"
"Have Fun Master"
"it seems you soon have another little sibling Ran"
"Shut up !" Ran feel so embarrassed of her parent antics, but she secretly hoped that she will soon another sibling.
Meanwhile in the room, She was dominating me ! she completely make me her fuck toys just only to release her pent up stress dealing so many bullshit i do recently and the work.
"KOGORO !" She moan loudly as i give her biggest climax and womb filling sensation, luckily Ascendant make this room soundproof, she can moan whatever loud her volume was.