i am just a student? in Conan world

"Fujino-oniisan, so you enjoy watching sports too?" Mitsuhiko paused, then hesitated. "But I think we might not have enough tickets." 

"Don't worry about it." 

At that moment, Conan chimed in, pulling several tickets out of his pocket. "If Fujino wants to go too, we can just use Dr. Agasa's ticket." 

"Dr. Agasa was planning to go to the game?" Mitsuhiko asked, surprised. 

"Actually, all the tickets were bought by Dr. Agasa. He was planning to take us all to the game," Conan explained. He paused, then continued, "But this morning, while he was experimenting, he accidentally mixed up some chemicals, got injured in an explosion, and ended up in the hospital. He's still lying in a hospital bed." 

"..."

Fujino remained silent for a moment, then finally asked, "He didn't… pass away, did he?" 

"He's fine." Conan waved the tickets in his hand. "He just blew a hole in the wall. He should be out of the hospital in a few days." 

"..."

Fujino was speechless. 

Blowing a hole in the wall is considered "fine"? 

And he'll be discharged in just a few days? 

Dr. Agasa must have remarkable recovery abilities. 

---

"What are you all doing here?" 

At that moment, Ai Haibara noticed the commotion outside the door. 

She hopped lightly off the chair by the dining table, landed softly on her feet, and approached the doorway. 

Her gaze settled on the Detective Boys gathered outside, and she looked puzzled. 

Yesterday, Conan had already invited her to watch the game. 

However, after hearing that the match would be televised, Haibara decisively declined. 

After what had happened the night before, she was even more reluctant to appear in public. 

But when she overheard that Fujino was going as well, she hesitated. 

After a moment of thought, Haibara decided to go. 

After all, it would be a waste not to use a ticket that was already bought. 

Whether Fujino went or not didn't really matter to her. 

She simply liked watching sports. 

---

Fujino drove the group toward Tokyo National Stadium. 

"Fifty-six thousand hostages, huh?" 

He kept one hand on the wheel while occasionally glancing at the system interface displaying the mission details. He mulled over the situation. 

If his memory served him correctly, this case was the infamous "Arena Equality Incident." 

Two armed criminals had infiltrated Tokyo National Stadium and taken over 50,000 people hostage, demanding a ransom from the police. 

However, the criminals' true motive wasn't ransom. 

Their actual plan was to wait until the Emperor's Cup ended and then randomly shoot a few "lucky" spectators with their guns, aiming to ruin the reputation of the television station broadcasting the game. 

---

It was New Year's, and the annual Emperor's Cup final was in full swing, as lively as ever. 

Tokyo National Stadium was packed to capacity, buzzing with excitement. 

Fujino stood at the very front of the stands. 

Next to him, Ai Haibara wore a white knit sweater over a dark blue undershirt, topped with a red baseball cap. 

Her gaze was fixed on the game, occasionally lowering the brim of her cap to avoid being caught on camera. 

After a while, she glanced up at Fujino. The sight of him seemed to ease her restless feelings. 

But Fujino didn't notice Haibara's gaze. 

He had activated his "Eagle Eye Vision" and, along with his enhanced visual goggles, was scanning the surrounding stands. 

In his memory, one of the two gunmen should be seated in the front row of the audience nearby. 

The other was disguised as one of the cameramen stationed in the back rows of the stadium. 

The cameraman can be ignored for now; what matters more is the gunman. 

If his memory serves him correctly, the gunman should shoot a soccer ball with a Tokarev pistol during the match. After firing, the gunman would discard the weapon. 

This time, Fujino didn't plan to miss the chance to snatch the pistol for free. 

He thought, "Getting something for free can be addictive." 

"But even if we know the gunman is in the front row, finding one person in such a huge stadium among so many people is still pretty challenging…" 

Fujino rubbed his eyes. After staring at the surroundings for a while, his eyes started to feel sore. 

"Yay!" 

"Hero!" 

At this moment, a thunderous cheer erupted from the crowd. 

Looking down, Fujino saw that it was Akagi Eiyuu who had just scored a goal on the field. 

Akagi Eiyuu was an old acquaintance of his. 

(In a fully accurate version from the library!) 

He recalled earning 100,000 yen from this guy last time. 

To be honest, 100,000 yen was a bit on the low side. 

But considering that the guy had just joined the team at the time and probably wasn't getting paid much, 100,000 yen was good enough as a favor. 

"Did he score?!" 

Ayumi leaned against the railing and asked Mitsuhiko beside her, "Who scored just now?" 

"It was Akagi Eiyuu," Mitsuhiko replied, glancing at the broadcast device in his hand. "Naoki Uemura passed the ball to Eiyuu, and Eiyuu headed it into the goal." 

"Eiyuu is really amazing," Genta said with admiration. 

"Too bad he got injured in a game a while back," Mitsuhiko added regretfully. "If he hadn't been injured, he'd probably have made it to the Japan national team." 

"He got injured too?" 

Hearing this, Fujino was taken aback. He shifted his attention and asked the kids, "I thought it was Naoki Uemura who got injured. Akagi Eiyuu got hurt as well?" 

"Fujino-nii-san, you didn't know?" 

Mitsuhiko looked at Fujino and explained, "A while back, during a match with another team, someone kicked his ankle. Luckily, he recovered well; otherwise, it could've ended his career." 

"I see." 

Fujino nodded knowingly. 

As expected of *Detective Conan soccer*, where broken legs seem to be commonplace—truly brimming with martial spirit. 

This is practically *Shaolin Soccer*. 

Still, returning to the field after having your leg broken is honestly kind of absurd. 

After all, under normal circumstances, a professional soccer player's career would be over if their leg was broken. 

... 

"You're really indifferent, aren't you?" 

Nearby, Conan was munching on sunflower seeds and teasing Haibara Ai in a low voice. 

"Indifferent?" 

Haibara Ai turned her head, looking at Conan with a puzzled expression. 

"Isn't this how you're supposed to watch a match?" 

Conan pointed at the excited fans around them. Pausing for a moment, he pulled another seed from his pocket and cracked it. "Since you transferred here, you've always been this calm and composed, even blending in with elementary school kids. Don't you ever feel excited or thrilled?" 

"Oh?" 

Haibara Ai smirked mischievously. "Does being around elementary school kids excite you?" 

"Ahem… Of course not! I'm just pretending!" 

Conan coughed awkwardly, almost swallowing a seed in the process. He gave Haibara Ai a resentful look. 

This girl was just like Fujino—equally cunning. 

Conan silently added this thought in his mind. 

(End of Chapter)