Oneday, I found this fanfic on wattpad . Though it is in Vietnamese I used Google translate tool to translate it roughly. To a Clamp fan like me, the story is truly interesting and satisfied.
I do not own this story of Clamp School Detectives or thi...
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Recently, Kanon had been very busy because the literary magazine wanted to compile her long stories into a book for publication, making it much more convenient for readers who wanted to reread or read them for the first time. Kanon naturally agreed with this idea, but she believed that simply republishing them as books was not enough because it would be like forcing those who had already bought the magazine to read the stories again to buy the same content, so she suggested that the magazine's editorial board needed to innovate.
Her idea was to add illustrations to the stories, and she wanted them to be beautiful, even including color illustrations or bookmarks as gifts. She planned to discuss the illustrations with an artist. However, the current issue was where to find an artist. Kanon had already thought about this, wasn't there an art club at Clamp School?
Therefore, Kanon was standing in front of the elementary division art club looking for their leader, Sakuranka Manami, to talk. She had just raised her hand to knock on the door when she heard a noisy commotion coming from inside.
"I really saw it, I was so scared!"
"You are indeed a scaredy-cat, there are no ghosts here, you just imagined it."
"But it's true, it's the 'Beauty roaming through the Night,' I even heard a cat meowing..."
Then followed a scene of the girl who claimed to have seen a ghost crying, but no one believed her, and the comforting gestures of everyone in the art club.
"Um, excuse me, who are you looking for?"
A clear, feminine voice with a high pitch came from behind, making Kanon startle and turn around. A girl with long, thick hair and big, round eyes hidden behind a pair of large, intelligent and gentle glasses spoke up. Kanon was sure this was the person she was looking for, so she smiled and greeted her:
"Hello, are you Sakuranka Manami? I'm Hanazaki Kanon, the president of the elementary division modern literature club."
"Oh, is it you? The author of "The adventure of the Red-Haired Princess," right? I really love that series, and often dream of being a character in it too."
Kanon smiled even brighter, making it easier to talk, yet still modest:
"You flatter me too much. The story is coming to an end, that's why I came to see you today."
"Well then please come in!"
With that, Manami opened the door to the art club room and saw the scene that Kanon had heard about earlier, she was very surprised:
"What's going on?"
And then there was a flurry of questions and explanations from the girls. Sakuranka Manami frowned when she heard about the ghost girl and the sound of a cat meowing, but immediately regained her composure and comforted her friends, while at the same time assigning tasks to everyone in the club to forget about this incident. Kanon admired Manami's calmness and orderliness, working with someone like her would surely ensure the progress of the work.
