Disclaimer : I don't own Detective Conan and make no profit with this story. All Detective Conan's characters belong to Aoyama Gosho. All of this story was just fictional. If there any same characters and names it was just purely coincidences.

Author's note : I did use some names of Japanese prefectures since the story was about Kansai region in Japan. But this is just for completing the story. No other intentions, at all. And pardon me if there's so many wrong grammar because I'm not native

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A now full alert Princess Kazuha just realize an eerie fact.

Moreau just called her. Where did she get her number by the why? It's her private number.

She did has other number for her jobs and friends. But her private number was limited just for her parents, grandparents and her other closest family members. Oh, plus one ahou Prince and which just become her lover.

Becoming a princess by her own right from both her parents sides, all of her privacies were highly protected by her own personal royal guards. Including her private number.

But then, it was The Black Organization she was facing. A conversation with Kudo-kun definitely needed. He seemed know so much about this organization. But for now, she need to visit the loo for err...personal business

As the Princess carefully picked up her own weight, her sharp ear catch a very faint rustle voice of garment, she almost missed it.

'What now,' she thought in disturbance.

She didn't even meet Moreau yet there were another problem already.

Ssrrt ... There. It was heard again.

Actually her situation now was typically used in horror movie. She was inside a dark, traditional Japanese style room, alone. The room was so creepily quiet. And now there was faint rustle of garment.

Next, something sparkling on the floor catch her attention.

'What is that?' as she walked towards it, forgotten her destination to the loo.

Precisely at the same moment, yards away from the palace, a dark figure in black coat and hat, his long silver hair run along the wind smirked.

Gin

Moreau girl would be his next victim.

One of the best contract killer, he remembered his boss said.

Yet, she was failed. Miserably.

And now he would finished it for her. Her postpone job first, then Moreau herself, soon after that

From the corner of her eyes, she saw him.

Captured his so majesty silver hair that wave along the wind.

Gin.

She knew it was a trap, yet she still following his game. However, Gin didn't know that somehow the Princess has managed to grab her iron hairpin.

She'd played his game. Now it was his turn become her toy

Gin was now smile sadistically.

Get ready to blow his victim as he saw the innocent Princess knelt down to the sparkling thing, whatever it was, which put there by one of his man who disguised as a servant.

As she knelt deeper, Gin's pointing finger already pulled slightly on the trigger,

when all of sudden the glass broke, much for his shock, the first time ever since he devoted himself as The Black Organization member.

His first thought it was might be him accidentaly pulled the trigger a little bit sooner. But apparently not.

It was her.

His seems so innocent, yet actually amazing victim that somehow managed to breaking the glass window.

He didn't know with what.

He just know that the next time, the alarm yelled deafening.

All corners of the palace now flooded with bright light.

And their eyes met.

Her enraged one against his one who staring in amazement at her.