It really was.

"How about just 'Yes, I'm Mouri Ran. Yes, I'm a guy. Now could you get over it?'" Ran retorted, sounding a little testy. He already got picked on at home for his stature. Granted, it was handy at times. There were quite a few murderers he'd encountered who hadn't expected the skinny, average-looking teenager to take them down with a couple of well-placed roundhouses.

Didn't mean he had to like it, though.