“The distillery is taken care of.”
In Mita Town’s Fifth Ward, inside a newly opened psychological clinic, Gu Jue withdrew his consciousness and gently sipped his tea.
After some research, he discovered that his system's ability to bestow skills wasn’t limited to humans.
Animals, plants, and even inanimate objects could receive them.
Animals and plants, upon gaining the bestowed skills, would develop chakra within their bodies and experience a rapid increase in intelligence.
Inanimate objects were more troublesome, as they lacked consciousness and required him to split part of his consciousness to control them.
That’s how he had done it with the demonic sword, Kibutsuji.
Gu Jue bestowed the Bloodline Limit, Blood Eye, upon the sword, making it a true demonic blade, capable of manipulating blood and creating illusions.
Even Umaru Renya would have bowed in awe.
“However, this means I can’t open any more loot boxes.”
Gu Jue glanced at his system interface.
The ongoing events had caused his wish power to climb back to over four thousand.
However, after purchasing a new slot for bestowing skills and opening two Blessed Loot Boxes, he was left with just over a thousand.
He needed to buy another slot for bestowing skills with this remaining wish power.
“Hopefully it’s worth it.”
Looking at his newly drawn skills, “Bone Marrow” and “Immortality (Hidan),” Gu Jue shook his head and mentally controlled the few crows outside the psychological clinic to take flight.
...
“Caw caw——"
Crows were so common in Tokyo that these few crows, influenced by Gu Jue, weren’t particularly conspicuous.
They perched on a utility pole, watching the Detective Agency of Mouri Kogoro below.
“Ran, hurry up.”
Mouri Kogoro leaned against his car, radiating confidence.
Just a couple of days ago, he had helped his idol, Conan, escape the suspicion of murder and received a hefty reward.
Therefore, Mouri Kogoro was planning to take his family to Kyoto for a few days.
The Fushimi Inari Shrine there was holding a grand festival, which would be perfect for removing any bad luck they might have.
“Coming.”
Ran rushed out, carrying their luggage, followed by the four kids—Conan and his three classmates.
“What the heck, there’s so many brats.”
Mouri Kogoro grumbled with annoyance, got into the car, started the engine, and drove towards the bullet train’s ticket gate.
......
“Conan, look! There are so many red lanterns.”
Even though they had encountered a dangerous bombing incident on the bullet train, it didn’t dampen the spirits of the Detective Boys.
Upon arriving at the Fushimi Inari Shrine in Kyoto, Mitsuhiko, Ayumi, and Genta, the three little detectives, pulled Conan along as they ran around.
The red torii gates, the adorable stone foxes, they wanted to touch everything.
“Kids are just a pain.”
Mouri Kogoro shook his head helplessly, his eyes scanning for beautiful women on the streets, especially those in yukatas.
“Dad.”
Ran pulled him with a pout.
“Haha—I was just taking a look.”
Mouri Kogoro scratched his head and chuckled sheepishly, then put on a serious face and strolled through the shopping street with Ran.
“This is so lively.”
Ran was slowly blending into the atmosphere, happily looking at the various stalls on both sides of the shopping street.
“Yeah, yeah.”
Mouri Kogoro nodded perfunctorily, sneaking glances at the beauties on the street.
Huh?!
Soon, he recognized a familiar face.
“Miss Miyamoto, what are you doing here?”
Mouri Kogoro hurried forward, greeting the black-haired beauty at a stall ahead.
“Mr. Mouri?”
Miyamoto Yumi turned her head, a hint of surprise on her face.
“Sister, sister, who is this uncle?”
Next to Miyamoto Yumi stood a mischievous-looking girl of about eleven or twelve, she looked up at Mouri Kogoro and stuck out her tongue.
“Kazuko, that’s not how you should behave. Mr. Mouri is a famous private detective in Tokyo…”
Miyamoto Yumi tugged at her sister’s arm and apologized to Mouri Kogoro with a smile.
“Haha—”
Mouri Kogoro laughed heartily, eyeing the miko robes worn by Miyamoto Yumi and her sister, and curiously asked:
“Miss Miyamoto, you’re a police officer at the Ministry of Transportation, why are you suddenly in Kyoto as a miko?”
“My family has a shrine nearby, and it’s always busy these few days every year, so I take leave to come back and help.”
“Is it Fushimi Inari Shrine?” The three little detectives exclaimed.
“No, it’s a small shrine.”
Miyamoto Yumi chuckled awkwardly, picked up a crystal charm from the stall, and gave it to the three children.
“This is a special product of our shrine, the crystals contain leaves that fell from the sacred tree. It’s very effective.”
“Wow, so pretty, thank you, sister.”
Ayumi happily accepted the charm and put it on her neck.
“I think it’s beautiful too.”
Genta was equally happy, pulling his friends and declaring in a loud voice: “I’ve decided, to thank Ms. Yumi, let’s have the Detective Boys help her sell charms.”
“Huh?”
Miyamoto Yumi looked surprised.
......
“Finally sold out.”
Thanks to the help of the four kids, all the crystal charms on the stall were sold by ten o’clock, and Miyamoto Yumi invited them to stay at the shrine.
The shrine was not far from there, a small one, dedicated to the god Oyamazumi-hime-no-mikoto, who governs plants.
In the courtyard, there was a large ancient tree, said to be over a thousand years old.
“Wow, it’s so beautiful here.”
Ayumi, the queen of atmosphere, let out another exclamation.
Ran, on the other hand, looked curiously at the ancient tree, her eyes drawn to the various prayer ribbons tied to it. She closed her eyes and prayed.
“Divine Tree, please bless my parents to reunite soon, and Shinichi…”
Ran made several wishes in one breath.
As she realized she was being greedy and felt embarrassed to open her eyes, she was suddenly stunned.
Before her was a sea of clouds?!