COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

Shuji Tsushima made it to the final with his first place in the preliminary round and the semi-finals.

The Neon team competition stopped at the semi-finals.

So all the team players who were brushed down were put on the stand by the coach who had a relationship with Shuji Tsushima.

Honestly watching Tsushima Shuji's performance.

"Coach... Since President Tsushima is so powerful, why didn't we let him join our team competition in the first place?" Some team members asked puzzled.

If Shuji Tsushima was on their team, they could definitely bring them to the finals!

"That is to say, the strength of that guy, if he participates in the team competition, even if someone drags his feet, he will be able to make it into the top three." Someone mocked.

A bunch of guys who only hold back.

"Who are you saying is holding back?" The man who thought he was holding back suddenly clenched his fists in anger and shouted loudly.

"What? Was it said?" The man continued to sneer and sneer.

"I really dare to think about letting a person with the strength of a world champion to help you raise your average score." He disdainfully said.

Really shameless.

Individuals can take the strength of world champions, but they are held back by you in the team competition to take the second or third place?

"You—!" Someone indignantly clenched their fists to make a move.

"Okay." The coach said.

His face was calm and his tone was low.

The others fell silent in obedience.

"Sujima Shuji is indeed very talented in archery." The man's tone was flat.

"It's also very powerful," he added.

If you don't have talent, no matter how hard you try, it's useless.

The crowd nodded.

"This time the champion is none other than him." The man looked complicated.

Fortunately, the other party was not allowed to join the group at first.

With the strength of Shuji Tsushima, only a single game can perfectly reflect his strength.

"Champion..." Someone looked at the arena with a look of longing.

They are in the game to win.

For gold and honor.

The purpose of the game is not to win, is it for friendship first and second?

Or to accompany the run to make soy sauce?

…

Tsushima Shuji looked around the venue, but saw no familiar figures.

Butler Tanaka, Atobe Keigo and others were all absent.

but.

when he was on the field.

A familiar rain of petals fell from the sky.

Pink peach petals, and white rose petals.

The sound of a helicopter.

And... an airship with an oversized banner in the air.

[Warmly celebrate Shuji Tsushima winning the championship]

On the red banner, the large black characters are particularly conspicuous, and they are even marked in English.

I'm afraid someone won't understand.

"Come on, come on, Master Xiuzhi!"

"The champion belongs to Young Master Shuzhi—!"

There were several rows of big men in black suits in the public stands, wearing black sunglasses, shaking the banner expressionlessly, and shouting in a calm tone.

Tsushima Shuji: Sure enough.

Compared to your blunt shouts, I actually start to miss Mr. Tanaka and the bodyguards of the Tsushima family.

"Noah—! Come on—!" Sawada Hiroki held a small trumpet and shouted loudly with courage.

After shouting, he put down his horn, and waved his hand vigorously with a slightly awkward smile.

It can be seen that for the first time he has done something like cheering people on.

as well as.

That airship should drag a banner around the country...

Watching spectators and players from other countries suddenly become a little angry around them.

Tsushima Shuji: The enemy of ten thousand people turned out to be me?

They actually have the heart to glare at a beautiful young man like me~

People are so scared~

He pulled the bowstring expressionlessly.

…

"It's all arranged." Oba Haruhiko rested his chin with one hand, stroked the wheelchair handle with one hand, and tapped the armrest with his index finger.

"Such a wonderful performance should be seen by the whole world." He looked at the stadium with a gentle smile.

"I wanted to do this when I saw how those people cheered for Xiuzhi during the game."

"Sure enough, it feels very different." He said as if satisfied.

At the same time, the advertising screens outside the largest shopping malls in various countries were completely replaced with the scenes of the World Archery Competition.

neon.

Elementary school student Edogawa Conan looked up at the advertising screens in the surrounding shopping malls, only to see a close-up of the guy Shuji Tsushima.

I looked at other places, and even the TVs that were on in the surrounding stores were showing scenes of the opponent's game.

Edogawa Conan: …When did the kyudo competition become so popular?

Aren't there very few people...

That Tsushima guy is now...

Really famous.

If this goes on like this, wouldn't his reputation as a high school detective in Kanto be thrown far away by the other party?

Kudo Shinichi: Damn! We agreed to be detectives together, but that guy from Tsushima actually went to another competition!

Strange, Tsushima doesn't look like such a high-profile person either...

He looked at the figure of the black-haired, kite-eyed boy standing with a bow on the screen, and fell into deep thought.

How did that happen?

Could it be…

Kudo Shinichi suddenly realized.

It turns out that Tsushima guy doesn't care about anything at all!

Still a kid after all.

On the other side, Toru Amuro, who was hiding his identity for investigation, also saw Shuji Tsushima who was full of streets.

No matter where he looked, there were always a few screens with faces belonging to Shuji Tsushima.

Bourbon: I'm having a good time when that guy Kaor isn't here.

Why do you want me to see that little devil's face!

and…

It's the final!

Wouldn't it be coming back after comparing the other party!

Bourbon: I wish this game never ended.

Stay in America forever, Kahor.

Don't come back.

He silently lowered his cap and put on his headphones.

Bourbon: I can't see and I can't hear.

…

Tsushima Shuji was in a blunt and awkward cheering sound.

As if he couldn't hear everything in the outside world at all, he drew the bow and shot the arrow on his own.

Then he won the championship without any suspense.

Facing the cheers of the surrounding audience, he was escorted to the podium.

He was put on a gold medal, held a trophy, and took pictures with a group of people expressionlessly.

"Excuse me, does Tsushima have any comments about winning the championship medal?"

"Excuse me, there was news earlier that Tsushima contestant, you and the writer Miss Mochizuki have a close relationship..."

"Excuse me…"

A group of reporters could not wait to put the microphone in their hands directly into Shuji Tsushima's mouth.

kept asking questions.

Tsushima Shuji: I'm numb, I don't want to talk.

As for winning a championship or something...

Is such a simple thing worth making a special comment?

so boring.

He rolled his eyes and looked at Haruhiko Oba, who was surrounded by bodyguards and was not noticed for the time being.

A sudden smile appeared.

"As for the acceptance speech, what I am most grateful for is my uncle." Facing the media, the young man's tone was clear and sincere.

"My uncle also taught me the skills of archery since I was a child. He is much better than me." He said with a small smile.

"Your uncle is..." An unsuspecting media started to ask.

"It's the one from Elland." The reporter friends around him immediately reminded~www.novelmt.com~ It turns out that this gentleman has such a powerful archery skill..." Everyone sighed with emotion.

"As expected of a family."

"All excellent."

It's also very sad.

The reporters present exchanged glances.

I have already figured out how to write it back.

The world champion, coupled with the past experience of Meiqiang's miserable family, what an inspiration to write.

"Isn't that Mr. Oita Haruhiko? He's at the scene!" Someone noticed the quiet Oita Haruhiko, and immediately raised his voice.

As a result, everyone swarmed up and gathered around Haruhiko Otei. Even if there were bodyguards blocking him, they still stubbornly moved forward.

Shuji Tsushima looked at Haruhiko Oba, who was also trapped in a circle: Hey~