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Chapter 80 All Fathers Who Marry Off Their Daughters Are the Same

Chapter 80 All Fathers Who Marry Off Their Daughters Are the Same

"That's right, that's right!!"

Sonoko Suzuki chimed in, then looked down at Conan with some suspicion: "But how did you know that, and why did you call him 'Teacher Matsumoto-sensei'?"

Conan waved his hands repeatedly. He didn't think Sonoko Suzuki could discover his true identity, but it wouldn't be good if it aroused suspicion from others: "Shinichi-nii told me, so I called him Shinichi-nii too."

Ran Mouri, hands on her knees, bent down and looked at Conan with a "kind" expression: "Really? Why does Shinichi always call you but never me?"

Although the double assurances from Conan Edogawa's parents and Shinichi Kudo's parents made Ran no longer doubt Conan's identity, she was still angry about Shinichi Kudo's frequent disappearances.

In particular, while Dr. Agasa and Conan frequently receive calls from Shinichi Kudo, she does not.

A moment later, a woman with freckles on her face and a very cheerful appearance walked in carrying a plastic bag: "Little Lily, look what I brought you!!"

Matsumoto Sayuri's eyes lit up as she took the still-warm lemon tea: "Thank you, Kazumi!"

Matsumoto Sayuri took the lemon tea and was about to drink it when Takenaka Kazumi stopped her: "Hey, you should be careful today. Use a straw, or your lipstick will come off. Drink less, or you'll have trouble going to the bathroom with all this on."

Kazumi Takenaka looked around, seemingly searching for something: "Have all the makeup artists left? I brought them drinks, so let's share them."

Everyone thanked them. Sonoko Suzuki chose the same lemon tea as Sayuri Matsumoto, Conan took a can of oolong tea, Ran took a coffee, and Hiko Akutagawa took a can of cherry blossom-flavored cola with a hint of curiosity.

The taste was a bit strange, but still acceptable.

Everyone was drinking and chatting, and they casually mentioned that Shinichi Kudo was absent, such as how his singing made the whole school unable to find a single bird, or how he scared a passing child to tears.

Conan wished he could dig a three-bedroom apartment out of the ground with his toes, especially since Akutagawa Hiko, who knew his true identity, was listening with great interest and occasionally glancing at him.

They're clearly watching this as a joke.

As they were talking, a burly man with a fierce demeanor, a trapezoidal face, and a scar above his left eye suddenly pushed open the door and walked in.

Faced with the "uninvited guest," Ran and Sonoko Suzuki stepped forward in unison, judging the newcomer by her appearance and blocking the way between Sayuri Matsumoto.

Even when faced with a humanoid monster whose face is clearly visible in broad daylight, Xiaolan is still able to exert her normal fighting power, no matter how fierce its appearance is.

Sonoko's confidence stemmed entirely from Ran and Akutagawa, though Akutagawa, feeling a bit awkward about giving orders, shouted, "Ran! Show this big, black gorilla what's what!!"

Matsumoto Sayuri, who was blocked at the back, looked helpless. Fortunately, Inspector Megure, who had been standing at the door, stepped forward and helped his taciturn superior out of the predicament.

"Ran, Akutagawa, you're here too?"

"Megure Police Department?!"

In short, everyone finally learned the identity of the Metropolitan Police Department Inspector known as "Gorilla"—he was none other than Matsumoto Sayuri's father.

However, it seems this police inspector is not quite used to being a father attending his daughter's wedding.

He was issuing orders as if he were in the Metropolitan Police Department: "Alright, you can leave now if you have nothing else to say."

Inspector Megure and the others adapted well and left the room in unison.

Unexpectedly, this police inspector, who would later be promoted to superintendent, walked directly towards Akutagawa Hiko: "You must be the Akutagawa-kun that Megure often mentions, nice to meet you."

Akutagawa Hiko grasped the outstretched hand, his tone utterly sincere: "Ah, I've long admired your name. I've heard that there's a police inspector in the Metropolitan Police Department who, though outwardly stern and intimidating, is inwardly upright, passionate, and values ​​emotions."

Matsumoto Kiyoshi was even more satisfied with Akutagawa Hiko's expression and sighed, "To be honest, every time you solve a case, I feel a little embarrassed. Solving cases is clearly the responsibility of the police, but it's the young people like you who have to do it."

Akutagawa Hiko said righteously, "These are all things I should do. The police have their own difficulties. Since my brain is still functioning properly, I should naturally fulfill my civic duty. Besides, wasn't it the police who caught the murderer in that girl-exchange kidnapping and murder case through their own efforts?"

While the two were chatting happily, the two girls and Matsumoto Sayuri huddled together and whispered to each other.

"These two people seem to be completely different types, but they actually get along surprisingly well."

Matsumoto Sayuri nodded repeatedly: "I rarely see Dad like this either. Dad really admires Akutagawa."

Sonoko Suzuki was more focused on something else, her eyes darting back and forth between the Matsumoto father and daughter: "Teacher, are you really father and daughter? You don't look alike at all."

That was a rather impolite remark, but Matsumoto Sayuri, who had taught them for three years, knew Sonoko's personality well and didn't find it offensive: "Of course, I look more like my mother."

It is often said that daughters resemble their fathers and sons resemble their mothers, but there are always exceptions. For example, Sayuri Matsumoto inherited her personality from her father and her appearance from her mother.

Fortunately, that's how it is; otherwise, he would have grown up to be like this. Matsumoto Kiyoshi chatted with Akutagawa Hiko for a while, and Matsumoto Kiyoshi was very satisfied with this young man. Although he was a bit naive, he was a good prospect.

If I had met him earlier, I would have definitely recommended that he go to police academy, take the national civil service exam, and accumulate a few more years of experience. He would definitely become a pillar of the Metropolitan Police Department.

But this is good too. Young people with sincere hearts can radiate light and warmth freely without being disturbed by darkness.

Without giving it much thought, Matsumoto Kiyonaga, facing his daughter who was about to get married, was no different from any other father in the world. He placed his hand on his daughter's shoulder and asked, "Sayuri, are you really sure you want to marry this man—."

"It's not too late to regret it now. You don't need to marry that rich kid. There are plenty of young and principled men in our class!!"

Matsumoto Sayuri huffed, "Dad, how can you say something like that at a time like this? Didn't you say you wouldn't have any objections to my choices?!"

Hiko Akutagawa would be willing to guarantee that at least half of fathers said this before their daughters got married, and then were extremely worried about the partner their daughters chose.

Matsumoto Kiyonaga took the can from Matsumoto Sayuri's hand: "You're still just a kid, drinking this kind of junk food."

Matsumoto Sayuri snatched the drink, raised her head, and said, "Mind your own business. You haven't even told me if I look pretty today."

Matsumoto Kiyonaga, who had walked dejectedly to the door, turned around, blushed, and said with a smile, "You look beautiful today, definitely not inferior to your deceased mother!"