[Detective Conan] A Silver Bouquet

The boy named Gin hated this slum, with its stench of rot.

There was no hope, no salvation. Any light that appeared was crushed beneath the feet of greed and money.

"What do I want most? Hmm... Flowers, I guess! But beauty that lasts only a short while is too much of a luxury for people like us."

As he set down the bouquet, he still remembered the blonde girl smiling at him as she spoke of her wish.

How long had it been since he last seen that pure, untainted smile?

But none of that mattered anymore.

Theme: Never forget why you set out