father only added with a sigh: "I'm afraid I will still need forever."
Ran was boiling with anger.
Conan was already ducking.
But there was no further outbreak. She composed herself again: "Then not," she said snuggly.
"I'm really, really sorry, Mausebein."
"See you then", Ran said snippy goodbye. Placing the receiver on the table next to her, she sighed: "Great father!", She grumbled. Then she picked up her chopsticks again.

Conan eyed her:
"You, Ran?", He began a little hesitantly and sounding emphatically childlike: "Why did you call Kazuha?"
"It's not that important," she smiled at him fleetingly. Depressed, she rested her head on the palm of her hand, propping herself up with her elbow.
"Oh tell me. Please!"
Ran began to grin at him: "You'll find out soon enough, my little master detective."
"But I don't want to wait. Are you visiting us or something?"
"No comment. Eat up instead of questioning me."
That ended the conversation for the high school student.
So that the shrunken Shinichi had no choice but to comply with her request.

When Ran finished her meal, she stood up. In addition to her dishes, she also took Conan's things with her and brought them into the kitchen.
The detective looked after her thoughtfully, then got up and went to brush his teeth.
Ran was just about to wipe the table when he made himself heard with: "Good night".
Ran looked over at him. She also wished him a: "Good night."

After turning off the light, he lay down on his bed in the same position as before. He stared thoughtfully at the ceiling for a while, then looked at the small capsule with a serious expression.Saturday morning, March 18th

Conan was awake. He stared holes in the air. When he noticed that Ran was up, he too got up and came to her in the living room.
Ran, who was already dressed, was about to set the table. However, she paused in her activity when she heard the sickly sounding voice of her little roommate: "Ran, I'm not good!" He wailed.
"What is it? Are you sick?", Worried she left everything and went on her knees in front of him.
"Yes!" He nodded ruefully.
"Oh, no," Ran out unintentionally.
“Just go without me.” Conan sniffed.
"Is that possible?", She thought considerately: "Do you think you can stay all alone until tomorrow evening?"
"Sure!", The little detective smiled convincingly: "Otherwise I can stay with the professor."
"Do you think so?", Ran sounded not entirely convinced: "This is so short-term."
"Yes, of course! He will definitely take care of me."
"Hm?", She considered: "I'll give him a call." She was about to get up when Conan said quickly: "Oh, you don't need that. I asked him earlier!"
“Really?” Ran was surprised.
"Yes. I'm sorry Ran. I didn't mean to trouble you," said the miniature Shinichi with the regrets of a young child.
"Oh, it's okay," she smiled encouragingly at him: "Would you like some breakfast?"
The little one nodded weakly.

After breakfast, Ran put him to bed. Lovingly she covered him up: "And if you feel worse, you will definitely call me, okay?"
"Is good."
The doorbell rang. Ran left the room, leaving Conan alone.
Through the closed door he heard Ran greet her friend.
"Can we go?" Asked Sonoko in a good mood.
"Yes. I'll just get my rucksack", Ran replied cheerfully and briefly disappeared into her room.
Then the high school student left the apartment with her classmate. When she closed the door, she asked in astonishment: "Where is Conan?"
"Oh, he's sick," Ran informed her understandingly: "He'd rather stay here."

"You really cleaned yourself up, Sonoko," said Ran, walking down the stairs, impressed.
"Yeah, sure. After all, I want to put that stupid cow in the shade!"
"But do you really need that? I mean, Makoto loves you. I'm sure of that. He wouldn't cheat on you or anything."
"And what does it all mean, Ran?"
"I don't know either, but if you have any doubts about this, you should speak to him openly about it. I think that would be the best," she tried to calm her best friend down.
"You have to say that! You're the one who doesn't know where your lover is all the time", Sonoko commented acutely.
"He's not my lover at all!" Ran excitedly. But then she was silent.


The two high school students reached the bus stop. There they boarded with five other passengers, two young men, an older lady and a mother with a small child.
Ran was the first to discover a vacant double seat.She quickly sit down by the window side. She watched in silence as Sonoko checked her appearance in a small, handy mirror from her handbag.
The bus drove off and Ran leaned against the pane of the window while Sonoko happily packed away the mirror ...


When Ran, accompanied by Sonoko, entered the hotel's rather large lobby, she was amazed. The high school girl looked around. It was pretty full.
So many opponents. Oh dear! What the hell? In the worst case, I'll be kicked out in the first few laps, she thought.
Then the high school student noticed how tears suddenly welled up in her eyes. she tried
to suppress this.
Sonoko was only interested in Makoto, was her sad discovery: "If at least Conan were here," she sighed and let her shoulders sag.

"Ran, come on!", Her friend, who had already walked a long way ahead, called to her from the dark wooden reception desk. After Ran registered, she got an orientation map out of her purse.
"And you are sure that he wanted to pick you up here?" She asked.
"Yes, right here", Sonoko answered her in a firm voice.
Ran unfolded the plan.
"Oh, there is Makoto," Sonoko quickly hugged her friend: "See you later," she called out to her before running towards her boyfriend.
Ran was left alone. Again she had to fight back tears.
Now I am finally alone as a mother. No Shinichi, no dad, no mom, no Conan and not even Sonoko! Hopefully who will come ...
Depressed and sad Ran made her way to the elevators when she suddenly heard a familiar voice calling her name. She turned in the direction from which the voice came and recognized two people she knew. Immediately her face lit up many times over.
One person had their hair tied in a black ponytail and wore a blue and white sailor's school uniform. A little bit behind her was a somewhat dark-skinned guy who was also wearing a school uniform - albeit in black.
The high school student waved to Ran.
"Kazuha! How beautiful!", She exclaimed enthusiastically.
"Ran."

Now Heiji had also reached the two high school students.
"Where's Conan?" He asked, looking around in amazement.
"He stayed home, Heiji. He's sick," Ran explained to him.
Ill? Hattori's expression turned suspicious.
"I have a little good luck charm for you here," said Kazuha happily.
"A lucky charm?"
"Of course. If you have it with you, Ran, then you can't lose it."
"How nice. Thank you", Ran accepted the little seahorse in the form of a key fob and smiled cheerfully.
Heiji cleared his throat: "I really don't like to push you, but you Ran, you should hurry up, don't you think?"
"Oh", the addressee remembered her competition: "Yes, you are right", she stated that it was actually that late.


After Ran had changed quickly, she tied her lucky charm with a knot on the inside of her belt and then entered the hall.Meanwhile, Heiji and Kazuha were looking for a suitable seat in the grandstand.
Isn't it? It can't, said Heiji to a male person.
As if he couldn't believe his eyes, he frowned.
Determined he then made his way to this person, who meanwhile sat down and fell with her elbows on her knees.
"Shinichi?", Heiji looked down at his friend in disbelief. This only noticed him now.
"What are you doing here?", Osaka's detective sat down next to the one from Tokyo.
"What does it look like?", Shinichi turned back to the front. His attention was focused on Ran, who was just entering.
"That's why you were so weird yesterday!", Heiji put it together.
Shinichi was silent.
"Heiji! You can wait for me!", Kazuha was standing next to him angrily.
But then she stopped: "Kudo?"
Heiji slapped her hand lightly on the seat next to her to indicate that she should sit down. Which Kazuha did without further ado, luckily.

"Now tell me, how can that be? The other day it was 1.30!", Heiji whispered to his friend while watching.
"How already?", Shinichi replied annoyed. He continued to watch Ran: "I took a capsule of the antidote. What else?"
"What? I thought Ai had it in custody. Surely she didn't just give it to you?"
"No, of course not," confirmed the other detective, gritting his teeth: "Let's just say, I ... just took it from me."
"Say ma crazy now? You know how risky taking it is!", Heiji snapped at him louder than intended.
"Sure," replied his friend, disinterested. Then he added, "I just couldn't turn it off again."
"Still! Stupid idea ...", Heiji replied, albeit sympathetically: "How long can you stay like this?"
"About 15 hours, I guess," Shinichi continued to mutter to Ran, more than interested in his conversation with Hattori.
"You guess?", His friend was indignant: "When did you take it?" He wanted to know now.
"Around five this morning."


"Okay. Then we now have two hours", Ran said happily after she had changed and went outside to meet the others.
Spotted her classmate, she stopped abruptly. She paused: Shinichi? ...
His and her eyes met.
"Shinichi?", Ran uttered his name in disbelief. Her face began to glow imperceptibly with joy.
But then she noticed his condition. He looked tired, was pale, and he was sweating.
Ran came closer to him worried: "What are you doing here? Are you not okay?"
Shinichi nodded in a trivializing way, which Heiji, who followed his reaction silently, noticed seriously.
His friend took a step towards his classmate. He pressed something into her hand. Then he went ahead without another word.
The others followed him.

Kazuha went