4/11: Haibara forgets
"Kudo-san, it's nice to finally meet you. I'm Miyano Shiho, but you knew that already didn't you?"
It took a moment for Shinichi to digest hearing "Kudo-san" from the same mouth that called him corpse magnet, with the same pitch that would have made fun of him, Heisei Sherlock Holmes, working a desk job now, in the same tone that greeted him Kudo-kun after a long day of nothing in Class 1-B.
It took him a moment, but the instant it hit him, he winced.
"Ah, silly me, I guess I should have addressed you as Kudo-tantei, you being the brightest star of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police. Apologies. These days, I'm just so forgetful."
Shinichi smiles wryly at that. Haibara telling him herself that she forgot?
—Ah, she goes by Miyano Shiho now. Like she's always had, in her memories.
"Hakase told me a lot about you."
Shinichi, of course, can only say, "Hakase told me a lot about you, too." How else would he be able to explain how he knew her love of dogs, how he knew her brand preferences for bags, how he knew her food selections, how he knew her nervous tics, how he knew her—
Lying to Haibara has never felt this painful.