“Um, do you really not remember? You taught me the Zu-zu dialect, didn’t you?”
 
I asked to confirm.
 
But as expected, Ugohonjo sensei was greatly surprised to hear this.
 
“Zu-zu dialect can be taught? I’ve been hearing it since I was born and it’s ingrained in my body, so teaching it would actually be difficult.”
 
“Huh?”
 
What does this mean? I felt like she taught me thoroughly and carefully from the beginning.… Read more

Case 4: I Don’t Know Who the Mastermind Is, So I Don’t Know Whose Mind to Read!

The one who helped suspect Arima escape was, shockingly, Yurippe—
Ugohonjo Yuri!? Mind-reading detective Oba Kanako could only be stunned into silence by the shocking news of this internal crime committed by a police official. However, she couldn’t bring herself to believe that Yurippe-san was a villain. It wasn’t just because of the kindness she had shown when teaching her dialect so helpfully.… Read more

“That’s right, the culprit who had been seeing that selfish body up close had been feeling frustrated day after day! And when they learned that the director had recently become obsessed with anthocyanin-based black tea, their delusions exploded with the idea of making him drink blue-colored sleeping pills to do naughty things! Unable to contain themselves any longer, they made him drink that drug!”
 
(That’s just wishful thinking, Kabemura-san.)
 
Being able to let your imagination run that wild just from seeing bluish tea is admirable in a way, but… both I and the two doctors were exasperated.… Read more

“I’m embarrassed to show off my deduction in front of a great detective, but since this involves information only insiders would know, please don’t think I’m trying to one-up you or that I’ll brag about winning.”
 
(I don’t think there’s winning or losing in deduction. Is this kind of male-oriented consideration?)
 
Katsura-san couldn’t hide his irritation at that condescending way of speaking.
 
“What is it? Why don’t you just say it clearly?”
 
Kai-san pointed to the spot where Director Shimoda had been sitting in seiza, grinning.… Read more

“Well then, first of all…”
 
“Oh, I guess the detective blood is stirring, huh? This is getting interesting, auntie.”
 
I immediately decided to read the mind of Kabemura-san, the gossip-loving head nurse.
 
“Um, first, did you notice anything, Head Nurse?”
 

[“Notice what? I was called by Fuko in a panic, so I don’t know anything. More importantly, what kind of cases has Kanako-chan solved? What was the most difficult case? Do you have any acquaintances in the police?… Read more

Knowing that what this person entrusts to us is usually problematic, I made a suspicious face.
 
Naomi-san showed no sign of remorse and laughed, showing her sharp teeth.
 
“Yeah, it’s case materials. My room’s getting cramped, so keep it for a while.”
 
Honestly… treating us like a convenient safe deposit box or rental garage. I reluctantly agreed.
 
“Sigh, I understand.”
 
“Thanks. Well, if something happens to me, open it… Oh, the password is the usual one.… Read more

Case 3: Even though I Can Read Minds, But the Culprit Pulls So Many Miracles No One Believes Me When I Tell the Truth!

 
Our mind-reading detective, Oba Kanako, happened to be present at the scene of a sudden doctor collapse incident at a large hospital.
Beside the victim, who had fallen unconscious in an unusual position, there was a meaningful blue tea that had been poured. Was it an accident or an incident?
What message was the doctor, who had fainted while sitting in seiza position, trying to convey with his body?… Read more

The new president Eijirō looked straight at the press corps.
 
“From when I started working under my father, I suspected that Logic was conspiring with certain politicians and police to recommend accounting fraud to some clients. The fact that I couldn’t pursue this and stop it makes me equally guilty with my father.”
 
Eijirō-san’s eyes moistened. His expression showed a complex mix of justice, responsibility, and love for his father.
 
“My father was a kind-hearted man.… Read more

TLNOTE : Please re-read chapter 2 part 14, there are big mistakes.

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“I don’t know… I-I don’t know anything!”
 
[○×△※──!!!!!!]
 

(Eh!? N-no way!?)
 
My eyes widened in surprise at this unexpected development.
 
Koyomin urged me to reveal the location.
 
“Where is the hiding place, Kanako?”
 
“I’m curious,” said Mukashino-san. Eijirō-san and Adeno-san also watched with bated breath.
 
I turned to Koyomin and whispered the information I had obtained through mind-reading.
 
“It’s terrible, Koyomin. The will is… um… in lawyer Arima’s head.”… Read more

[○×△※──!!]
 

Whether he’s excited or not, he’s rattling off in his mind in Akita dialect at quite a rapid pace. He looks calm but is internally quite flustered.
 
If this were the old me, I would have lamented about these words in his mind: “What the heck is this?! What language is this?!” But…
 
(I understand! I can understand! I can understand Akita dialect too!)
 
Though I have a foreign language allergy, once I learned it was Japanese, my fear diminished, and thanks to Ugohonjo-sensei, having mastered Akita dialect, I can easily read his mind.… Read more