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Kaito felt that familiar tingling in his neck, the tingling he always felt when someone observed him. He heard a startled gasp and turned around.
"Shinichi?"
Mori-san stared at him (unbelievingly).
Tantei-kun stared at him (suspiciously).
Tantei-kun's minions stared at him (curiously).
With a gleeful squeal Aoko crouched down, grabbed Tantei-kun, and hugged him. The wary expression on his rival's face gave way to sheer terror, and Kaito struggled to stifle a laugh. At least until Aoko ruined his good mood saying: "Look, Kaito, this little boy looks like you as a child with straight hair - only more intelligent!"