“What’s your beef, punk? We just met.” Volkner releases the other kid from the headlock and pulls the other kid’s cheeks. “Don’t give me that. How old are you, anyway? Like 10?“
Somehow, insulting the other through age seems to be a really really familiar thing. “You can’t be older than like, seven, using insults like that against me.”
“Itetete..!” He groaned a little as his cheeks got pulled, pushing the other off. How rude. Shinichi was just joking around with this man as revenge for what he said to “Conan”.
“Don’t do that! I’m six!” There was a brief moment of silence before he continued, “– Teen! Sixteen!”
“If you want me to use intelligent insults that fit my age, then fine. I don’t mind calling you an inadequate shopkeeper with no sense of responsibility whatsoever.”
