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There is, in a hallway, a small child. He looks to be about seven years old. He looks to be a Kaito. He also looks rather confused and lost and startled.

He isn't going to introduce himself as Kuroba Kaito though, and he isn't going to be performing any magic tricks for you.

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He didn't have to fake confusion. "Niisan and the Shonen Tantei and I met you that one time when there was a murder connected to a case you were working with."

That had been the most harrowing thing that had happened to him since he became Edogawa Maurice.

He's starting to get an inkling about how things may just be a little off here. He knew for certain he had never met this little boy before. He'd remember a Kuroba lookalike. The detective smiles his best comforting smile.

"What's your name?"

Something is wrong (not counting the way Hakuba was very much treating him like a little kid, that was mostly funny, and he stored it away to laugh at later). Hakuba doesn't recognize him.

So, as he usually does, he pulls his thick-rimmed Conan-glasses out of the pocket of his cargo-shorts, and slips them on, blinking in an imitation of refocusing his vision. The resemblance to his "brother" is undeniable.

"I'm Edogawa Maurice, Hakuba-neesan."

Ah. The glasses. Things are making more sense now. Good. "'Edogawa'? So Conan-kun told you about this case? Could you tell me about it?"

It was probably that case at the Koshien or at Sunset Mansion and little Maurice had gotten his facts mixed up. But from Saguru's experience with Conan, he wasn't so sure if he should so easily believe that - stop that. Just take the facts as they come, lad.

... Hakuba you're an idiot. Either that, or something was very very wrong. Not either/or. Both/and. That worked better. Hakuba was and idiot and something was very wrong.

"Niisan didn't tell me about the case. I was there."

Saguru was not an idiot and there is nothing wrong with him. 8|

The detective nods. "Tell me about it."

Something was wrong, but he could humour the detective.

"We were walking home from school, and there was a dead body." One that fell from the sky even. And no Hattori in sight. "The victim was related to a case you were working on, so you got involved."

Saguru frowns a little. "Well I'm sorry to say you must have had me confused with someone else. I have honestly never met you before this day, Maurice."

"I don't think so. You were wearing a really ugly suit, so I remembered it."

He coughs.

"I don't remember any of this. And I have never worked with the Shonen Tantei."

Strange child and all these ideas ...

"You thought I looked like somebody named Kaito. And you asked if I was a magician."

Eyebrow raise. "You're Conan Edogawa's brother. And I don't see myself asking if you were a magician."

There is really no point in this conversation. It wasn't like Saguru could change Maurice's mind. Perhaps it was time to distract and change topics. Saguru looks around.

"You did though. You said," and a horrid imitation of Hakuba's accent, "'two detectives in the family?' and I said 'no', and you said, 'a magician then?' and I said 'no, why?', and you said 'nothing, you just look like someone I used to know'."

A deep intake of breath, having run out in his rapid explanation. "And that's what happened."

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