It turns out that my youth story is fgo!

Chapter 171

The old man was so angry, and the old man was so angry.

Edogawa Conan stared at a certain man with glasses and a mustache, who was holding his young and beautiful wife in his arms.

"Why are you here, dad!"

Edogawa Conan gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

"Hey, Shinichi." Kudo Yusaku looked serious, "This is an invitation from Sherlock Holmes!" Your dad is also a fan of Sherlock Holmes, have you forgotten?

"Really, he was dancing happily in the room before." Kudo Yukiko looked like she couldn't stand it.

"Damn it!" Conan Edogawa bowed his head in frustration, "Why did it become like this!"

On the other side, Makoto Aoki was happily preparing to watch the show. As a cheating contestant, he naturally knew it from the beginning, but...

Makoto Aoki smiled slightly: "Just watch a live version of a famous detective solving a mystery."

After chatting at the door for a while, everyone entered this castle far away from the city. Unlike the gloomy appearance, the exquisite decorations and facilities inside made many knowledgeable detectives praise it.

"Good evening, famous detectives."

Two maids walked down the stairs, but the seams on their faces showed that they were not human, but something like dolls.

"It's surreal..." Hakuba Tan said in a complicated tone. After all, since the emergence of extraordinary abilities, detectives have to consider corresponding factors when solving cases. Even if the Heroic Spirit and the Master are not reduced to committing crimes, existence is existence, and this possibility cannot be ignored.

"It's really an invitation from Sherlock Holmes!" A detective named Mogi waved his arms excitedly.

"Excuse me, where is Mr. Holmes?" Edogawa Conan asked, pretending to be a child.

"As a detective, I have to fight in a detective way." The maid's empty pupils had no light, and she repeated according to the procedure, "This castle itself is a huge puzzle. Only those who solve it can see Holmes."

"Look forward to your performance, famous detectives."

The famous detectives were full of fighting spirit and couldn't wait to show their skills. They scattered around to look for clues, and Edogawa Conan had already run away.

Aoki Makoto looked at Kudo Yusaku next to him: "Aren't you going?"

The man who was regarded as the peak of Conan's intelligence in the world pondered for a moment and smiled slightly: "I just feel a little bit of disobedience."

"But since it's a puzzle, I'm also interested."

So he took his wife and walked away leisurely.

Makoto Aoki looked at Yusaku Kudo's back thoughtfully: "It seems that he has noticed something wrong."

"That's right."

Makoto Aoki secretly rolled his eyes. That tone doesn't sound like Sherlock Holmes. Professor, you don't take your vest seriously. It's too perfunctory!

But Sherlock Holmes was indeed there, and this guy's "Vacant House Adventure" was also very good.

"Okay." Makoto Aoki comforted himself, "I didn't make it to the Fireworks Festival, but it's not bad to watch a live version of the reasoning game."

"As for the enemy..." Makoto Aoki looked in the direction of the Fireworks Festival, "There are so many heroes over there, I don't need to worry about it, everyone, come on."

Nothing to say, start!

After all, this is the only time to be lazy.

...

"Ah." Shiina Mashiro naturally picked up the octopus balls on the stall and put them in her mouth to chew.

"Delicious." The blonde girl commented expressionlessly.

"Uncle, my cooking skills are the best!" The stall owner on the side was very happy, "I have been making octopus balls for ten years!"

"Awesome." Shiina Mashiro continued to eat, and was about to leave after eating.

"Wait, little girl, you haven't paid yet!" The stall owner realized it later.

"Money?" Shiina Mashiro tilted her head blankly.

"Money." The stall owner stretched out his right hand, palm facing up.

"Sorry, the money is for you." Red A (according to everyone's opinion, Red A will be used in the future) handed the money to the stall owner helplessly, and then handed the ice cream that he had just bought in the queue to Mashiro, "I told you before, you have to pay for food."

Shiina Mashiro nodded seriously: "Shirou is here."

"What if I'm not here?" Red A sighed, "Is there anything else you want to play, want to eat?"

"Hmm..."

Shiina Mashiro stretched out his hand, opened his thumb and index finger at right angles, and connected his hands like a picture frame.

Her crimson eyes looked through the small window at the busy stalls. The smiles on everyone's faces were so genuine and happy. Couples were holding each other affectionately.

Family members gathered together, and friends laughed together.

Shiina Mashiro's mouth curled up a little.

"It's beautiful, I want to draw it."

Shiina Mashiro, as a world-class painter, has a dream, which is to become a cartoonist. Although she doesn't know why she has this idea, she is undoubtedly serious.

At this time, Shiina Mashiro's red eyes sparkled, and the breath of her whole body became lively and soft.

"Then draw it."

The hardworking Red A took out a sketchbook and a sketch pencil from somewhere, and I don't know where his thin black yukata fits.

Shiina Mashiro started to draw seriously, immersed in his own world, with a focused look.

And Red A stood by with his arms folded, without any impatience.

"Draw it."

Shiina Mashiro turned the sketchbook over.

"This is... you are drawing me." Red A was slightly surprised.

On the white paper, although it has been modified, it can still be seen that the prototype is Emiya's male standing on one side of the picture, quietly watching the noisy scene, looking peaceful and beautiful.

However, the emotion in the man's eyes is a little lonely.

Holding the sketchbook to her chest, Shiina Mashiro tugged at the corner of Red A's sleeve.

"Don't be unhappy, Shirou."

"Let's watch the fireworks together."

She is not very good at expressing her emotions, nor is she very good at speaking. The only thing she can do is this.

"Got it." Red A rubbed Shiina Mashiro's head, "Let's go."