"Have a nice day everyone!" Kobayashi-sensei yelled to her students as they left the building. She gave a slight yawn and turned to sit down at her desk when she saw some of her students hadn't left the room yet. One student, Conan, came up to her with his entourage of friends and looked up to her with a smile.

"Did you have fun at the concert yesterday?"

"Yes, it was lots of fun. A bit loud for my tastes but I'm glad I went, it was-"

"What concert are you both talking about?" Mitsuhiko interrupted, thoroughly confused. He looked between Conan and his teacher for answers.

Kobayashi smiled at her curious students. "I went to a performance yesterday called the 'color of sound', it's something I was looking forward to for a long time, guess I forgot to tell you all about it. Wait, Conan-kun, how did you know?"

Everyone still in the classroom looked at Conan with an unusual amount of interest. Conan always knew things they didn't but that seemed a bit extreme.

A familiar smirk covered his face as he began explaining. "You had two cups of coffee today instead of the usual one. That could just mean you didn't sleep well or slept in but if that was the case it would be unlikely that you would get here as early as you did and still have enough time to make yourself coffee. That means that you likely knew this was going to happen and you decided to plan accordingly for this specific day. You can't have gone to a party with Shiratori due to him being on a stakeout yesterday night-"

""-How do you know that?"" Kobayashi and Genta asked at the same time to which Kobayashi continued with, "I thought the officers who were going on the stakeout where to be kept hidden, there shouldn't have been any way for you to find out."

Smiling embarrassed Conan scratched the back of his neck and answered, "I may or may not have run into him last night and solvedamurderwithhimthatjusthappenedtohappen."

"Figures." Haibara smirked, giving him a knowing look that he blushed to. "Please continue."

"Huh? Oh, right. So you couldn't have been with Shiratori but you also rarely go somewhere alone at night if it's not educational. Then I remembered that your pen is a special one that was only sold at three concerts for a specific band so you must have been a big fan. They sell for a high price so no one would just give one away or let you buy it for a normal price. They had another concert yesterday so that's where I thought you might have been."

"I-I see."

"I'm still confused." Genta tilted his head sideways while Ayumi laughed.

Shaking his head at their antics Conan directed them out the door. "Don't forget you still wanted to try and get that Kamen Yaiba toy, if you want it then you're going to have to leave now."

The kids were all so cute, Haibara and Conan were leading them while the other three followed behind faithfully. Still it was a bit weird Conan was able to figure so much out about her from just a few inconsistencies. In fact, he was full of weird moments like that.

Kobayashi leaned back as she remembered the day a magazine author came to the school to interview her kids.

"...the police told me that murders can be solved by them. Especially by the boy named Edogawa Conan."

"Aren't your eyes hurt?"

"Last night I stayed up a bit late checking the tests so I'm a bit tired."

"Then it's an allergy."

"It can't be, I was so healthy when I was young!"
"An allergy comes from the body producing the allergy for a degree then showing symptoms. Though healthy plenty of people get it at 20 - 30 years old."

No way was he a normal kid, though Kobayashi was willing to let that slide. She cared too much about her students to look into their personal lives if she didn't believe they were in any kind of danger.

Sometimes though, he and Haibara reminded her more of adults than kids. She knew kids better than almost anyone and she was sure that they never acted the way those two occasionally did. She was happy though, them showing her that probably meant they trusted her.

Regardless, every time she saw the detective boys walking around it seemed more like two parents watching over their kids or babysitters watching over their charges.

"Well, not like it's any of my business." Kobayashi muttered as she continued cleaning the classroom.