Who: Conan
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Where: The park
When: Now
Style: Any
Status: Open
The situation had become complicated.
Conan had had plenty of time to think it over, this past week. With the number of secrets he held, the detective had quickly seen the risk of the so-called thought bubbles. He had hastily found an excuse to vanish for the week. Visiting with 'Shinichi-niichan'. Well, it was a safe excuse, considering he knew quite well that the thief currently masquerading as his real identity had just as much interest in keeping his own secrets close. Conan was quite sure Kid had avoided everyone this past week as well.
But now... now the bubbles were gone. And so Conan had grabbed his soccerball and headed for the park. He had a lot of thinking to do about the imposter that had taken up the identity of Shinichi Kudo. And he had always done his best thinking while kicking around a soccerball.
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