This time, even if this face was spilled on the table at home, it did not disappear instantly.
After Edogawa, who was closest to me, glanced calmly, he lost his composure for a moment and said "Wow" along with me.
Dazai walked over and praised: "Sure enough, Miss Diva is still very charming even if she only has one face left!"
"Wha, what? Diva!" I also remembered the owner of this face in a daze, and I was so shocked that I couldn't speak clearly.
The owner of this face is none other than the singer Isshiki Sakura who disappeared a while ago!
What's going on? Didn't Tokugawa already call and say that Isshiki had been found?
"Ha, it seems that the vacation is over," Dazai stretched his waist in contentment, "Now it's time to have a romantic encounter~"
"Let's talk about it tomorrow morning. Staying up late is not good for your skin." Yosano took out a mirror and gently rubbed his cheeks with his fingertips.
Kyoka also nodded, not sure if it was because she was really sleepy or because this meal was not as delicious as the crepe.
"ah?"
"Don't worry, Si Ye-kun," Dazai patted me on the shoulder, "Pigeons generally don't move from their nests."
Early the next day.
I looked in the mirror and found that my eyes were turning white and my hair was tangled up.
But even so, because of last night's experience, I don't want to touch anything related to water for the time being. I had to wipe my face with a wet wipe first, put the comb in my hair and scratched hard.
After planning for a long time, I finally looked good enough to go out and meet people.
I casually glanced at my pocket watch and saw that I still had enough time to make the trip, and I felt a lot more at ease.
Walking on the only way to the detective agency, I was walking entirely relying on the mechanical memory of my muscles, while my mind was wandering about the recent chaos.
"hiss--"
The flaxen hair was thrown on my face, causing pain. I took a breath and my thoughts were suddenly disrupted.
"Si Ye?" The voice of the visitor was very familiar. I shook my head and looked at it intently.
It was Tokugawa. His hair had grown a lot and was tied into a high ponytail. She looked a little haggard, and her clothes were much plainer and more conservative than the last time we met.
Especially that dark green long skirt, I want to cover the soles of my feet.
"Ah, long time no see." I couldn't think of what to say, so I simply said haha.
"What do you want from me?" Tokugawa waited for a long time, feeling a little anxious.
"Huh? I'm looking for you?"
"Weren't you the one who fiddled with my ponytail?" She probably found my confused expression amusing, and she smiled like a flower. "What, my new hairstyle is already so good?"
"Ah... I'm sorry!" I suddenly remembered that I had just wandered off, and my pace must have speeded up unconsciously. I didn't pay attention to the road, and I was getting closer and closer to her without noticing. Then, he was hit by the ponytail.
I explained the reason to Tokugawa, and she smiled charmingly after hearing this.
Looking at her gray face, a look of color suddenly emerged in my heart.
"How is Miss Isshiki doing lately?" I asked casually.
"She is busy writing new songs recently," Tokugawa pursed his lips and said coquettishly, "I stay up late with her every day, and my face turns yellow!"
I laughed hoarsely, thinking that you didn't look like you were staying up all night, but more like you were scared to death when you saw something.
"I think you don't look too good either. Are you too busy studying?"
"Ah, that's about it. I've been sleeping a little late lately..." After hearing what she said, I realized as if I was mentally retarded. Yes, I am only ten years old, and my work during this period gave me the illusion that "I am an adult."
Fortunately, I am not the mainstay of the detective agency, otherwise who knows how old I would have modified my setting. I thought mockingly.
It was awkward to stand alone, but Tokugawa still had no intention of leaving. I opened my mouth, ready to find another topic.
"Uh-huh~" At this moment, a runny-nosed urchin rushed out from the corner and ran straight towards Tokugawa and me.
He held a dagger in his hand, which was shiny and shiny. It didn't look like cheap metal, but seemed to be made of metal.
This kid is really strong. I just stood there admiring and forgot to dodge for a moment.
Tokugawa was still looking at me with a smile, as if he didn't see the child.
Slat——
Tokugawa's long skirt was torn by the dagger, revealing her white thighs.
"Ah!" She seemed to wake up from a dream at this moment, covering herself up and letting out an exclamation.
I was stunned, and the first time I recovered was to check if Tokugawa was injured. But when this woman saw me looking there, she anxiously covered my eyes with one hand.
Although I didn't mean it in that way, I was somewhat annoyed by being pulled away from me for no apparent reason.
"This child! Who told you to touch daddy's things!" A roar came from the left. I judged from the voice alone that she should be the child's mother.
The child was trembling and clinging to my leg at this time, and he didn't dare to leave without permission when he saw that he had broken other people's things.
Snapped--
"Wow--"
The woman must have slapped the child. While listening to Dan cry, I was hit by a small ball of flesh.
Okay! This time I didn’t have to worry about being able to break away from Tokugawa’s hand, because my center of gravity was unsteady due to the impact, and I fell under her.
Along with the indescribable built-in items with blue and white stripes, I saw something even more amazing.
A scar.
If this was just an ordinary scar, I would be surprised. But the scar in question looked like it had been blasted by a bomb, and the skin and flesh had blossomed.
No clue, I remembered the place on Mariko’s fish tail that had been blown up by a lemon bomb.
By the way, I wonder how Mariko is doing?
I struggled to get up from the ground, but I didn't see the child. He must have been dragged away by his mother and went home to play mixed doubles.
I turned my head to face Tokugawa. I was about to speak, but suddenly I saw her unpredictable expression.
Yes, I just seemed to be looking at the bottom of someone's skirt... Wouldn't it be bad to ask another woman now?
While I was hesitating, Tokugawa's face showed expressions of anger, embarrassment, and worry.
Before she could say anything, she clutched the hem of her skirt and ran away.
Everyone had their own agenda, and I didn’t catch up. Annoyed, I took out my pocket watch and took a closer look, and couldn't help but let out an "ouch".
late!
I ran into the building quickly, then slowed down at the door of the detective agency.
As long as I keep my voice down, Kunikida, who is working hard, probably won't notice me.
Great!
Wait, keep your voice down.
Great, great, da...
With this thought in mind, I slowly opened the door.
Indeed, Kunikida didn't notice me. But another, more deadly person pointed at my nose and shouted: "That's him, he's the one scaring me in my dream!"
Isshiki Sakura stood upright, but she was trembling like an autumn leaf.
