"That's right." Ito laughed haughtily with Subaru beside him. Just like Takumi, he has a weak spot when it comes to questions about Shiori and her childhood. "Our little ojou-sama loves to go to parties with the master and mistress."
The old butler pointed at one photo in a formal party where she stood beside a younger curly-haired boy with a strict face while another slanted eye boy was smiling beside his friend.
"Shiori-ojou is pretty famous even when she was young." He picked another album and searched for the picture Yukiko-san and Ito-san liked. "Here it is," He pointed at the photo where Shiori is blowing a dandelion with a blonde boy in front of her.
Is that? Subaru stared at the familiar boy. Bourbon.
"Ah, I almost forget" Ito laughed and turned to Shiori who was busy showing the children her old toys but she was nowhere to be found. "Areh, where is she?"
"If it's Shiori, she took the kids back to her room."
"I see." He nodded then resumed back to their conversation, "You see this boy, Rei, sometimes comes here asking how we were. He would always bring pie or pasta."
"What?" Why does he keep coming here? Are expensive fruits not enough? Maybe I should bring savory food next time instead.
"He grew up to be a fine man." Ito smiled as he reminisced the past. "The master and I knew that the boy had strong sense of justice when he was just a child, so it's no surprise he grew up to be a gentleman."
Subaru could only change the topic when he pointed a photo asking what event Shiori attended then.
Meanwhile, inside Shiori's room, the children were playing around her clothes while Ichiro's playing karuta cards.
"Oba-chan, where are my old clothes?" Shiori asked the maid who also worked in the mansion when she was younger. "I remember you putting them in boxes."
"Oh, we placed them inside the dressing room in one of your wardrobe." The maid answered, "Let me get it for you."
"Thank you, oba-chan." Shiori smiled and watched the maid get it.
Once the old woman returned she placed it down on the floor.
"Here you are."
"Thank you, I'm surprised you still remember where it was placed."
The maid laughed and opened the box, "Of course, we clean regularly." After she said that, she suddenly remembered something, "Oh, while cleaning the master and mistress' room, we found something."
"What is it?" Shiori asked without looking as she grabbed a familiar sakura nametag. Her confusion turned into a wicked expression, remembering Shinichi and Ran's first meeting.
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From Paris with Love || Detective Conan
FanfictionKudou Shinichi's famous celebrity cousin, Fujimine Shiori, visits Japan for a long-term vacation where she lives with a man who will turn out to be her late friend's ex and the other is her first love who is a member of the organization that killed...