"Am I still going to work today?"
"What do you think?"
"I'd say I shouldn't go to work today."
"Do you think the Megure Police Department will believe this reason?"
"...Anyway, he doesn't know that I'm absent from work. I'll make up for my attendance another day, even if I'm out on the field. That's it, I'm still busy. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first."
"Uehara, you——"
"Sato-senpai! Please!"
Before Miwako Sato had time to speak, she could only hear a few busy beeps on the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Uehara Katsumi thought about it carefully for a while and felt that something was not quite right. So I turned on the phone screen again and flipped through the calendar on it. The numbers on the screen were displayed very clearly.
Today should still be on his holiday, so why should he go to work?
Could it be that Miwako Sato remembered the wrong date?
Or... did he remember it wrong?
Uehara Katsumi is not very willing to think deeply about the possibility of this final result, because it means it is his fault.
But fortunately, his presence in the search of the three series is not very high at present, so he should be fine and will not be discovered.
Even if Megure Thirteen wants to take someone to the crime scene, according to past practice, priority should be given to the rich second-generation Shiratori Rensaburo or the serious and responsible Sato, not to him, a little transparent person who is not very good at complimenting.
After all, after graduating from the police academy, he was assigned to work in the third investigation department. He was a junior here. The senior who had introduced him to the work was Sato Miwako, not Megure Juzo.
If you really think about it, he and Mumu Shisan are not particularly close, they just have an ordinary superior-subordinate relationship. After all, he is also a police force with real power, and there are so many police officers under his supervision. I probably won’t be able to think of him for a while.
Um……
The more he thought about it, the more Katsuki Uehara felt that this was true, so he decisively walked towards the sun, the beach... and the bikini.
Anyway, you will be recorded as absent from work. We will talk about tomorrow’s matters tomorrow. Let’s enjoy today’s last day of vacation!
"Uncle, could you please bring us two sun loungers and a glass of iced watermelon juice?"
After paying the money and finding a good location to set up camp, Uehara Katsumi lay down and pretended to hold up a newspaper. He slightly bent his right leg, and his eyes under his sunglasses were focused on the women in bikinis playing beach volleyball not far away. When his mouth became dry, he took a sip of ice-cold watermelon juice.
He really loves the sport of beach volleyball.
When I saw the high interest, I may have felt that the slightly naturally curly hair blowing in the wind was a bit obstructive.
So Uehara Katsumi took off a rubber band from his wrist, pushed his hair that had reached the temples back as much as possible, and then simply tied it into a refreshing ponytail, leaving two thin strands of bangs hanging down in front of his forehead. embellishment.
"You told me yesterday that you wanted me to come here this morning, didn't you just want me to lie here with you and watch beach volleyball?"
Just as the volleyball match was about to come to an end, a beautiful figure in a white coat appeared behind the sun lounger, with his hands in his pockets and his words full of helplessness.
"What? Can't you? The volleyball game is so beautiful. I like to watch volleyball games the most."
Katsuki Uehara, who was sitting on the recliner, folded the newspaper down at the waist, and then, while turning his head, he slightly pulled down the sunglasses that were placed on the bridge of his nose with his right hand. He raised his eyebrows proudly, and moved his left thumb horizontally to the empty chair next to him: "See No, I specially prepared the best viewing seat for you. How about it, I am honest enough."
"...If nothing happens, I will go back to the clinic." Asai sighed honestly and resignedly, but the figure under the white coat never moved a step forward: "I am very busy."
"Come on, I've known you for a year. Every time I come to Yueying Island for vacation, I see that there are more doctors and nurses than patients in the clinic where you work. There is no business and you are so busy."
"..."
Regarding the sharp comments made by the man in front of him about his career, Asai Makoto fell into silence and was unable to refute.
He and Uehara Katsumi met a year ago. At that time, Tsukikage Island, which was originally a resort, suddenly started to rain heavily. Uehara Katsumi, who took a boat to the island for the first time for vacation, was caught off guard by God and was soaked in the rain. As a last resort, I had to find the nearest place to take shelter from the rain.
Coincidentally, the closest house to Katsumi Uehara that could shelter from the rain at that time was the Tsukikagejima Clinic where he worked.
From this, he got to know this policeman from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, and he became friends with him miraculously after going back and forth. Therefore, Katsumi Uehara could not hide the fact that Tsukikage Island Clinic did not have many patients all year round.
After all, this is a vacation island. The total number of islanders is here, unlike the hospitals in Tokyo that are all overcrowded.
"Come and sit down, I really have something to do, and I have a gift for you."
"A gift?" Asai Makoto was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes subconsciously moved to the paper box about the length of an A4 paper under Katsumi Uehara's recliner.
This guy……
Could it be...
Thinking about her identity as a female doctor on the island over the years, Asai's eyelids twitched slightly: "We are all so familiar, so there is no need for gifts. Today is neither a holiday nor a birthday."
"Okay, don't break it, sit down and put it down quickly."
"..."
Asai Honesty hesitated for a while, and seven or eight friendly wording templates for women to reject men suddenly popped up in his mind. He slowly moved to the chair and sat down. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Katsuki Uehara throwing the box into his arms——
"Eh? You-"
Asai Makoto, who was busy catching up, followed the opened corner of the cardboard box. He didn't see roses or things like confession decorations. Instead, he saw an old piece of music that was obviously yellowed, and his heart suddenly felt... Breathed a sigh of relief.
so far so good.
"What is this? Where did you find it and give it to me personally?" Asai, who was relaxed, said with a hint of joking in his tone.
"A police colleague of mine gave it to me. He looked for it for a long time while wearing reading glasses. This is the only piano score in the world. It is extremely precious." He put his hands behind his head and found a comfortable position before lying down again. Uehara Katsumi said happily.
"The only piano sheet in the world? I don't know how to play the piano. Why did you give me this?"
The smiling face froze on Asai Makoto's face the moment he spread out the music score. His pupils, which suddenly shrank due to fear, were hard to hide and fell under Katsumi Uehara's gaze.
[Honestly, you have to survive alone. 】
Katsuki Uehara couldn't understand the music score, but Makoto Asai saw the message hidden in it in just a few glances.
This is? !
Asai Makoto stood up suddenly, took several steps back, and watched with vigilance the figure lying on the sunshade chair with his legs crossed and dangling: "Uehara Katsumi?!"
"How are you, are you satisfied with this gift, Aso Mi-kun?" Uehara Katsumi, who pulled his sunglasses halfway down the bridge of his nose to reveal his eyes, turned his head and asked with a smile.
