SailorStar9: So with Chapter 94 uploaded, this is Chapter 95 of this fic. (Sighs) Guys and girls, is it too hard for you to leave a review, instead of just putting this fic up on your favorited list and story alerts?
Pairings: Established!Furuya Rei (Amuro Tooru)/Mizuno Ami
Disclaimers: I own absolutely nothing, except this plot and pairing.
Chapter 95: Intrigue at Smile Village
Time passes...
"Welcome to the high-class resort-style nursing home 'Smile Village'." Hohoemi Tango and his wife, Hohoemi Waltz greeted Conan who had arrived in a limousine.
"Come on." Tango and Waltz ushered Conan into the main hall. "Everyone is waiting, Edogawa-sama."
"Everyone?" Conan echoed.
"Sakura-sama, Sumire-sama, Botan-sama, Azami-sama, and..." Waltz explained.
"Hey, Conan." Genta called out at the large table.
"Look who's finally arrived." Fumio joked.
"Those ladies over there are devoted fans of the Detective Boys." Tango spoke. "It happened two weeks ago."
"We were on a luxurious sightseeing bus tour on Beika City." Waltz added, recalling the four elderly women has been bust snapping away on their camera phones when the bus went past a snacks shop with the Detective Boys seated outside, munching away on their croquettes. "Since then, the Detective Boys have become Sakura-sama, Sumire-sama, Botan-sama, Azami-sama's idols. They even formed a fan club."
"Now then, all of the members of the Detective Boys are here, Azami-sama." Tango started. "Botan-sama, Sakura-sama, Sumire-sama, imagine that the Detective Boys are your own grandchildren and show them to your rooms."
"Actually, I'm not so sure about..." Conan protested.
"Ondo." Waltz called.
Conan fought back a sigh as Ondo literally carried him into Sakuma Sakura's room.
After a while...
"You guys, too?" Conan twitched, having snuck out of Sakuma's room when he heard running footsteps behind him and turned to see the others gasping for breath.
"I was with Botan-obaa-san." Mitsuhiko started, recalling the platefuls of tropical fruits on the table, along with canned preserved fruits lined up in the cupboards.
"Fumio-kun and I were with Azami-obaa-san." Ayumi continued.
"She's really something else." Fumio sweatdropped, remembering the various collections Azami had in her room, before he pulled Ayumi out of the room and fled.
"As soon as we entered Sumire-obaa-san's room..." Genta recounted, recalling the room had hidden compartments that were opened via remote control.
"So, all the old women are insanely wealthy." Conan concluded.
"It's the married couple Chief Director Hohoemi Waltz and Administrative Manger Tango who creep me out." Mitsuhiko confessed.
"They're always smiling." Ayumi agreed.
"All right." Genta grinned when the others stood up, all five children were in unison that the couple was suspicious.
In the Hohoemi couple's room...
The couple's smiles instantly turned into frowns after a sip of tea.
"Were those old hags..." Tango remarked.
"Those old hags..." Waltz agreed. "I never imagined that those old hags would be scouted by another nursing home."
"Considering how much money they have, I understand why other nursing homes would want them to move it." Tango stated. "But letting them meet their idols, the Detective Boys, they'll stay at Smile Village. We should thank the Detective Boys."
"Indeed." Waltz smirked.
"Waltz, we need to buy a high-class hotel in Dubai before those old hags catch on." Tango insisted.
"Using their money that we've been managing." Waltz chuckled deviously.
"This is the list of high-class hotels in Dubai we'll purchase." Tango showed his wife the various hotels he had handpicked on the various TV screens.
"If those old hags learned we're planning on buying a high-class hotel in Dubai, I'm sure their blood pressure will raise." Waltz bragged.
Outside the room...
"What's Dubai?" Genta asked.
"A world famous resort city in the Middle East." Fumio answered.
"They said they're planning to buy a hotel using the old women's money." Mitsuhiko whispered.
"They're using their money without their knowledge." Ayumi was worried. "Those poor old ladies."
"What do we do, Leader?" Fumio asked.
In the Hohoemi couple's room...
"Tango, you decide which hotel we'll buy." Waltz suggested.
"Waltz, you decide." Tango insisted.
"Darling, you're my husband." Waltz pushed the responsibility back. "You should decide."
Outside the room...
"They're dancing even though they're the bad guys." Genta snorted.
"It's not pretty at all." Ayumi looked away.
"In fact, it's unsightly." Mitsuhiko agreed.
"I need brain bleach." Fumio shivered.
In the Hohoemi couple's room...
"I'm sick of taking care of wealthy old Japanese women." Tango stopped their dance.
"So, we'll use their money to buy a high-class hotel in Dubai and open a Smile Village there." Waltz sang. "We'll care for the world's wealthy old people and use their money to build a Small Village in space. I'm thinking about making Cosmic Smile Village Japanese Style. And once we do, I'll devote my heart the Manyoshu, and wear a twelve-layered ceremonial kimono. More importantly, we need to make those old hags sign an exclusive contract so that they can't be scouted by another nursing home again."
"The Detective Boys?" the couple chorused when they spotted the kids outside the window. "Ondo!" they screamed.
Outside the room...
"Split, now!" Fumio shouted, sending the others into a fleeing frenzy.
At the Hohoemi couple's room door...
"Lock them in the basement." Tango and Waltz instructed, Ondo having located Mitsuhiko, Ayumi and Genta in succession.
In the basement...
"Well, that went splendidly well." Fumio muttered, he and Conan had hid underneath the basement staircase and watched Ondo toss the other three into a janitor's room, before locking it.
"Guys." Conan voiced from the other side of the door. "They've installed multiple locks on the door. Stand back, I'll break it open."
"Conan..." Fumio hissed in warning.
"Uh oh..." Conan gaped when Ondo grabbed him by his coat.
Outside...
"Please sign the contract." Tango and Waltz presented the four old women the exclusive contracts they had whipped up.
"All right." all four women beamed. "By the way, where are the Detective Boys?"
"How many times do we have to tell you?" Waltz chuckled.
"The Detective Boys left." Tango repeated.
"Now, sign the contract." the couple pressed. "Is there something else?" they inquired when the four women stopped.
"We were just wondering what our idols, the Detective Boys, are doing right now." the four women mused.
"We told you, they decided to leave." Tango and Waltz repeated.
"No, you don't!" Conan activated his power-enchancing kick shoes and ejected a inflatable soccer ball from his Anywhere Ball Dispensing belt and kicked the ball straight into the table, the force blowing the table off.
"The Detective Boys haven't left yet." the five kids declared.
"Ondo!" Tango and Waltz fumed. "Ondo?" they blinked when their employee grabbed them by their coats.
"Ondo said he likes working at Smile Village." Conan explained. "So he finds your plan to use the old ladies' money you've been managing to buy a high-class hotel in Dubai..."
"Unforgivable." Ondo noted.
"Case close." Fumio nodded.
SailorStar9: Any OOC-ness is regretted, by the way. *Sighs* Don't you just hate plot bunnies sometimes? Read and review.