Fujiwara Wataru and Sawada Kenichi are not in the same ward.
But on the way to the bathroom, when the two of them passed each other, neither one spoke to the other.
Not even eye contact.
But they both knew each other that when they were in that room, facing that police officer, neither of them was telling the truth.
It must all be made up.
Asking is the confidence of your peers.
Although everyone looks like everyone, they often talk nonsense.
"Can I be discharged from the hospital? I still want to go back to painting, but the painting from a month ago has not been finished yet..." Fujiwara Wataru expressed regret.
"Yes, yes, but are you sure you want to be discharged?" the nurse said hesitantly.
"Of course, I want to go home." Fujiwara Wataru looked like he couldn't leave home.
"Okay." The nurse nodded.
Fujiwara Wataru went through the discharge procedures that day, and there were many others like him.
Everyone went their separate ways.
[I was targeted by the note. Please don’t ask me for tasks in the recent period. ——Bronx (Bronx)]
After the message was sent successfully, he deleted it.
After returning to his home, he pretended that he did not know that police officers were living near him, and even observed him with binoculars.
He moved the drawing board to the window and started painting.
Just like a painter who is really addicted to the art world, he doesn't care even if he touches paint on his body and just concentrates on painting.
On the other side, the same goes for Sawada Kenichi, who also returned home.
As if to make up for a month's exercise, I ran to the gym as soon as I was discharged from the hospital.
After returning home from the gym, continue to exercise with the fitness equipment at home.
He looks like a fitness fanatic with a head full of muscles.
The police officers who stared at them went from observing carefully at first to becoming numb and speechless.
…
Tsujima Shuji lay on the bed, looking at the applications from Bronx and Negroni, but did not reply.
As long as he knows, a reply is not necessary.
The Bronx and Negroni were not issued to him specifically, and they did not know that the final handler of these applications was Shuji Tsushima.
"Are you friends?" Hiroki Sawada asked after seeing Tsushima Shuji looking at his cell phone.
"It's Atobe-senpai and Akashi-senpai. They'll be here soon." Tsushima Shuji put his phone aside and explained.
"Above Heaven"
Sawada Hiroki nodded.
Those two people want to see Noah...
Sawada Hiroki recalled the appearance of those two people.
The proud and flamboyant Atobe Keigo, who has blond hair and blue eyes, and the gentle and distant Akashi Seijuro, who has red hair and red eyes.
Both are very dazzling people.
Noah is also a very dazzling person.
They are from the same world.
I am not dazzling enough.
Sawada Hiroki lowered his eyes and made a decision in his heart.
He needs to become even better.
There were footsteps in the corridor.
"It seems we've arrived." Tsushima Shuji raised his eyes and looked at the door.
As the door was pushed open by Butler Tanaka, the blond young man and the red-haired young man walked into the room.
"Is there anything you want to explain this time? Let's have dinner together when you are free? Will we not be in danger next time?" Keigo Atobe touched his tear mole with a low voice.
"Twenty days, we are very worried about you." Akashi Seijuro said calmly.
Someone died every day of the month, with more people dying each day than the day before.
Shuji Tsushima was also in that game, and they were very worried.
"Why do you have to go in person?" Atobe Keigo frowned.
"Forget it, no need to answer." Then he rejected Tsushima Shuji's answer.
Nothing more than wanting to save others.
Shuji Tsushima is a detective with serious self-destructive tendencies, and he doesn't mind using his own life to replace the lives of others.
Atobe Keigo's intuition told him not to listen to Tsushima Shuji's answer.
It may make him angry and helpless.
While Atobe Keigo was deep in thought, a voice rang out.
"I am the most gorgeous..."
Akashi Seijuro and Sawada Hiroki looked at Atobe Keigo at the same time.
Atobe Keigo himself was stunned for a moment.
This voice was exactly the same as Atobe Keigo's.
It was almost as if he had spoken it himself.
"Nothing can hide from my discerning eyes..."
The same voice as Atobe Keigo rang again.
Atobe Keigo looked towards the place where the sound came from. It was the TV.
Inside the TV screen, a peacock wearing gold, silver and precious stones is standing inside, with a proud attitude and a gorgeous screen.
"I am the King of Detectives..." Peacock continued to speak proudly.
Atobe Keigo's face froze inexplicably.
King, the eye of insight, I am the most gorgeous...
These factors came together, and he couldn't convince himself that it was just a coincidence.
"Pfft...ahem..." Akashi Seijuro looked at the peacock on the screen and couldn't help laughing.
"Detective Playhouse...Produced by Tsushima Kaisha..." Atobe Keigo looked at the details carefully, and then turned his attention to Tsushima Shuji.
"I am a peacock in your mind?" Keigo Atobe laughed angrily.
Anyone who knows him will definitely think of him when they see this peacock.
Atobe Keigo seemed to have a premonition of a future where his phone would receive a bunch of teasing messages.
"It's not me, it's just that I told the people in the animation department to add the image of Atobe-senpai. They worked overtime overnight and watched your game, Atobe-senpai, and then made this image..." Tsushima Shuji shook his head. He said with an innocent look.
Atobe Keigo: ...This innocent and fearless expression...
Did Tsushima feel that he didn’t know that this image would not be adopted without his nod?
"Anyone who goes against my will, even a dog, cannot be spared..." Another voice sounded.
This time the person whose face turned ugly became Akashi Seijuro.
"Since you dare to do such a thing, you should kneel down and repent..."
"In the field of reasoning, I never know what defeat is." On the TV screen, a red cat with red and gold children said arrogantly, holding scissors in both hands.
"Pfft..." Keigo Atobe tried to hold back his laughter.
"I think you should give me an explanation?" Akashi Seijuro looked at Tsushima Shuji with blank eyes.
He also thought about what kind of messages he would receive on his phone later.
The past that was clearly gone has revived again.
That period of his youthful and frivolous past...
"Actually, it doesn't matter. Those who can recognize it are those who have witnessed it. People who don't know it can't imagine it in you. And the image is obviously very suitable and cute, right." Shuji Tsushima smiled brightly and innocently.
He did it on purpose.
He just wants to dig out the dark history of everyone he knows around him.
As long as everyone is embarrassed together, he won't be the only one embarrassed.
"Isn't this similar?" Atobe Keigo said, clearing his throat.
He has also watched Akashi Seijuurō's matches. He also witnessed each other's dark history when everyone had a dark history.
So Atobe Keigo thinks this is very vivid.
"Atobe-kun's one doesn't quite fit the bill. A monkey is obviously more suitable." The red-haired Akashi Seijuro said with a smile.
Atobe Keigo, go be your monkey king.
