Everyone who knew Conan knew him well enough to know he had a horrible habit of running off without saying anything. And usually he ran off into danger especially if Ran was involved
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Hanyuu had world hopped on her own to get to where Ran was. Why did she do this? It was because she was worried not only about Conan, but about Ran as well. But on the minus side, nobody could see her. But she was sure that people would be able to hear her if she spoke. But for now, she just kept quiet. She then floated over to the Teitan High School. Ran was right, this city was really huge. Bigger than Hinamizawa, at least. "Ran-chan," Oyashiro spoke softly into Ran's ear, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."Ran heard this before Conan entered the library and her eyes grew wide, just like a demon's. "STAY AWAY FROM ME!" She yelled, but was told to hush by the librarian. She was slightly shivering now, but she couldn't show that to anyone. It had to stay locked inside her heart
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Conan took several deep breaths, wincing at Ran tone.
"R-Ran-neechan..." He tried, not sure he'd heard the other voice. He was shaking, he wasn't sure what to do and now here he stood feet away from the girl he loved and and couldn't tell her the truth. He wanted too.
He swallowed down the guilt, just holding the door open.
"R-Ran-neechan... everyone's worried." He tried. "Please.. try to calm down."
Her eyes returned to the form of a demon’s, as she walked outside the library to say in a tone that was not her own, but of someone else’s, of one that was cursed, she gave him a short lecture. “Heh. You think that I care about that ‘everyone? After all, you were the one who killed him! What are you hiding?! You’re hiding something from me, aren’t you? Because I can hear it. Hear the voice. The voice of the shinigami!”
Hanyuu would’ve cried, but she had to keep strong. Ran could’ve tried to choke Conan throat for all she knew, but she wouldn’t let it. Just like a curse, a chant that could never be stopped, Oyashiro kept on apologizing. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”
Ran’s arms waved to the right in madness, she was no longer herself. “SEE?! Can’t you hear the cries of the dead!? Apologizing to me, Conan-kun! Because of all your sins
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Conan stared at her, looking at her face as it was hurting so bad. He wanted to tell her, he had to tell her.. maybe it'd all go away. But Hattori was right, it could turn out worse if he did tell her the truth.
"I didn't-I... He fell, Ran-neechan... it wasn't anyone's fault." He took another deep breath, he'd never been so scared in all his life. Not even when Gin almost found him in that locker.
All Hanyuu could do was watch, and see all the pain that she had caused to the two. She shouldn’t have done this. She should’ve not sent Ran to Hinamizawa. Hanyuu knew the risks. Ran didn’t know anything. All she knew now was hatred and the fact that everyone she knew was betraying her. Even the little boy, ConanRan looked away, unimpressed. “Where’s the proof, Conan-kun? Where is it!?” Ran then grabbed the shrunken detective by the collar, ready to choke him. Hanyuu was now angry, because Ran might kill the innocent. But were they really innocent
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"Keibu-san has it!" Conan got out, trying not to react too much to Ran grabbing his collar, though he did bring his hands up to grab her wrist gently.
"N-neechan! Please! Shinigami don't exist!" She wouldn't kill him, she couldn't. Shinichi glanced at his left wrist where he wore his watch. He had one way out of this, if it turned bad.
Hanyuu had only one choice, but would she be able to do it? She had to allow it, to make her powers dwindle enough to stay visible, but to have enough power to stop Ran from killing the boy. However, it wasn’t that time yet. Or was it? Stomping her feet at the last sentence that Ran said, she complained, “That’s wrong! I don’t kill anyone! I don’t!”
This place wasn’t Hinamizawa, and if anyone died, she wouldn’t be able to revive anyone with her powers. Ran was going to kill him. She was. You could see it in her eyes. The hatred, more bloodlust than any normal human. If only there was a cure for the Hinamizawa Syndrome.
Ran laughed even more. “Liar!” She used her right hand to push Conan aside, harshly. In the way she did it, it was probably some punishment for the boy. Especially because he was in that form. The form of a child. Taking out her knife, she began to lick it. “I suppose since you won’t tell me the truth, I guess I have no choice~” She was ready to kill anyone in her way
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"N-no Ran! Please!" He tried, getting back on his feet as she had knocked him over.
"I'm not lying! Please listen to me!" He felt his eyes stinging and looked at his watch again.
You can do it Kudo, it won't even hurt her... you don't have a choice He grit his teeth and stared at the girl, taking deep breaths. He wasn't going to use it. He had to get through to her. He HAD to.
“See~?” Ran chuckled evilly, not even caring about the fact that it was a little boy she was talking to. “You called me Ran. No neechan. Again, you’re lying to me!” Her arms were now folded. She was about to punch Conan, but then her arm stopped in midair. She was struggling in order to punch him.
He must die! He’s a liar, just like the rest of them! That boy must’ve sided with the enemy from the beginning, Ran thought with a huge smirk in her face. However, her arm wanted to move, but it didn’t. It was as if a mystical force was stopping her from harming Shinichi
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"I just-Please!" he pleaded desperately. "I haven't lied!" He tried to get her to let go. Just shoot her! It won't hurt her, Kudo! Now He glanced at his watch again, biting his lip.
"Ran-neechan, please calm down. He wouldn't want this, you know he wouldn't want this!"
“I’ll help you, you have to let me help you!” Hanyuu replied with tears in her eyes. She had to do something, anything. To help the both of them. She could see how scared the little boy was. It was all her fault.
The words repeated like a curse. But she had to be brave. Even though it was true that it was all her fault, it wasn’t true that she couldn’t fix it. If she was able to get Ran back to her world, she might be able-
“But he isn’t here now, is he~?” Ran replied with a smirk upon her face. She was able to push Hanyuu aside, making her fall onto the floor. “I suppose I shouldn’t cut you up first.”
“No!” Hanyuu screamed, and she was angry enough for the wind to cause a slight storm. However, the little god wasn’t powerful at all. She hardly had any powers in this world, much less in her own. Even though she knew that it might’ve done nothing, Hanyuu walked up to Ran. “I have to do this, nano desu~”
Oyashiro then raised her hand and slapped Ran in the face.
"But-!" He was cut off when Ran was seemingly slapped. "O-oi!" He got out, despite his obvious fear of the girl, he still loved her more then anything else in this world.
"Daijobu, Ran-neechan?" He moved a little nearer to inspect her face.
Again, if things got out of hand he had a way out of it.
Ran kept on laughing. As if that slap meant absolutely nothing to her. “Hah! You still care, boy?” The knife was still in the teenage karate champion’s hand. Hanyuu slapped herself in the face now, because she had forgotten to take the knife away from Ran. How stupid could she be?! Hanyuu, after all was a god! Maybe not a good one, but one, nonetheless.
“Let -” Hanyuu struggled, floating and trying to let Ran’s grip of the knife loosen, to go away. “Let go!” Then the knife flew out of Ran’s hand, falling onto the street, where the cars could crush on it. “No!” Ran screamed, her mind in terrible pain. “You did it now!”
Ran was going to get the knife, but Hanyuu wouldn’t let her. Even though the karate champion was fast, Hanyuu was faster. She grabbed the knife, but to the eyes of normal people, it was now floating in midair. “Give it back! I need to use it, to kill the boy!”
“No! I won’t let you! I won’t!” Hanyuu yelled back. “If you really want to die, then do it
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Ran’s demonic eyes returned as she stared Conan down evilly. Hanyuu knew it! This happened before, too. And she knew exactly what game Ran was probably thinking. “You sure you don’t want to play~ Of course, I’ll give you a head start. And if you lose, there will be a penalty game! Yes, a penalty game!” The teenager laughed mischievously. Why did it have to even go down this road?
“Hauauauau~” Hanyuu cried. Even now she couldn’t do anything but mainly watch. And yet, Oyashiro was now carrying the knife. She noticed people were staring at it, now.
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"R-Ran-neechan..." He tried, not sure he'd heard the other voice. He was shaking, he wasn't sure what to do and now here he stood feet away from the girl he loved and and couldn't tell her the truth. He wanted too.
He swallowed down the guilt, just holding the door open.
"R-Ran-neechan... everyone's worried." He tried. "Please.. try to calm down."
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Hanyuu would’ve cried, but she had to keep strong. Ran could’ve tried to choke Conan throat for all she knew, but she wouldn’t let it. Just like a curse, a chant that could never be stopped, Oyashiro kept on apologizing. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”
Ran’s arms waved to the right in madness, she was no longer herself. “SEE?! Can’t you hear the cries of the dead!? Apologizing to me, Conan-kun! Because of all your sins ( ... )
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"I didn't-I... He fell, Ran-neechan... it wasn't anyone's fault." He took another deep breath, he'd never been so scared in all his life. Not even when Gin almost found him in that locker.
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"N-neechan! Please! Shinigami don't exist!" She wouldn't kill him, she couldn't. Shinichi glanced at his left wrist where he wore his watch. He had one way out of this, if it turned bad.
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This place wasn’t Hinamizawa, and if anyone died, she wouldn’t be able to revive anyone with her powers. Ran was going to kill him. She was. You could see it in her eyes. The hatred, more bloodlust than any normal human. If only there was a cure for the Hinamizawa Syndrome.
Ran laughed even more. “Liar!” She used her right hand to push Conan aside, harshly. In the way she did it, it was probably some punishment for the boy. Especially because he was in that form. The form of a child. Taking out her knife, she began to lick it. “I suppose since you won’t tell me the truth, I guess I have no choice~” She was ready to kill anyone in her way ( ... )
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"I'm not lying! Please listen to me!" He felt his eyes stinging and looked at his watch again.
You can do it Kudo, it won't even hurt her... you don't have a choice He grit his teeth and stared at the girl, taking deep breaths. He wasn't going to use it. He had to get through to her. He HAD to.
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He must die! He’s a liar, just like the rest of them! That boy must’ve sided with the enemy from the beginning, Ran thought with a huge smirk in her face. However, her arm wanted to move, but it didn’t. It was as if a mystical force was stopping her from harming Shinichi ( ... )
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"Ran-neechan, please calm down. He wouldn't want this, you know he wouldn't want this!"
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I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
The words repeated like a curse. But she had to be brave. Even though it was true that it was all her fault, it wasn’t true that she couldn’t fix it. If she was able to get Ran back to her world, she might be able-
“But he isn’t here now, is he~?” Ran replied with a smirk upon her face. She was able to push Hanyuu aside, making her fall onto the floor. “I suppose I shouldn’t cut you up first.”
“No!” Hanyuu screamed, and she was angry enough for the wind to cause a slight storm. However, the little god wasn’t powerful at all. She hardly had any powers in this world, much less in her own. Even though she knew that it might’ve done nothing, Hanyuu walked up to Ran. “I have to do this, nano desu~”
Oyashiro then raised her hand and slapped Ran in the face.
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"Daijobu, Ran-neechan?" He moved a little nearer to inspect her face.
Again, if things got out of hand he had a way out of it.
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“Let -” Hanyuu struggled, floating and trying to let Ran’s grip of the knife loosen, to go away. “Let go!” Then the knife flew out of Ran’s hand, falling onto the street, where the cars could crush on it. “No!” Ran screamed, her mind in terrible pain. “You did it now!”
Ran was going to get the knife, but Hanyuu wouldn’t let her. Even though the karate champion was fast, Hanyuu was faster. She grabbed the knife, but to the eyes of normal people, it was now floating in midair. “Give it back! I need to use it, to kill the boy!”
“No! I won’t let you! I won’t!” Hanyuu yelled back. “If you really want to die, then do it ( ... )
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"N-no.." He got out, really not in the mood for games. "Please, let's go home." He pulled on her hand.
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“Hauauauau~” Hanyuu cried. Even now she couldn’t do anything but mainly watch. And yet, Oyashiro was now carrying the knife. She noticed people were staring at it, now.
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He shivered slightly and turned back to the girl of his dreams.
"..Well.. What kind of game?" He asked, voice smaller then he would have liked.
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