Annoying
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The conversation and/or confrontation was cut short when Ran came storming over in a huff. "Come on Conan-kun, we're leaving!"
"Ran-neechan?" He couldn't help the slight whine that filtered into his voice. He was trying to deal with a thief here!
Kid snickered at him. Conan gave him a deadpan look of immense exasperation even as Ran reached down and caught hold of his hand. The girl blinked, however, when she noticed Kid.
"It was nice meeting you, Psudoname-san," she murmured.
Conan quirked a brow and sent Kid an are you kidding me look?
Kid merely shrugged slightly, and tipped his head at Ran with a beaming smile. "You as well Mouri-san." Then, as Ran was dragging him away he added, "I hope to see you again soon!"
The thief's gaze, however, was on Conan the entire time.
As Ran lead him out of the room, Conan glanced back to see that Kid had stood up and, after a moment, silently ghosted after them at a distance. Looking up at his current guardian he tuned into her voice enough to pick up that she was ranting about the psychologist still.
"I can't believe how annoying... Ooooh! And to think mother recommended her to me–"
As soon as they reached the streets again Conan dug his heels in and tugged at Ran's hand. "Ran-neechan? Ran-neechan!"
Ran blinked as if just remembering where she was and looked down at him. "What is it Conan-kun?"
"I was hoping I could go spend the rest of the day at the professors. Could I just call him and have him come pick me up?"
For several seconds Ran frowned at him, then sighed and nodded. "Alright Conan-kun. Be good, okay?"
"Of course, Ran-neechan!"
Conan stood, waving at her, as the girl headed off until she was lost to sight, then turned. Wandering in the direction he'd just seen Kid go, Conan was sure the thief hadn't gone far yet considering what he'd said.
