The five of them walked forward with a smile and a smile, and the scenery along the way was the same as it was two months ago.

The only difference is probably that they met a familiar eldest sister on the way, pushing a familiar white motorcycle, and raised a particularly enthusiastic smile when they saw Falling Valley Zero coming.

With a polite smile, Shibuya Zero quietly dodged under Date Air's thick figure under Toru Asada's mocking eyes.

Chiyowa izakaya sits on the edge of an empty plaza, with its humble façade hidden in the many colorful signs, and it will be difficult to notice this small shop at first glance unless you are a regular customer. The gray stone tiles at the entrance were level, and a group of waist-high children tossed their school bags and skateboarded around the central fountain with a smile.

There are many low buildings nearby, and you can see the sky as far as the eye can see, but a central hotel rises diagonally opposite the izakaya, rudely splitting the layers of clouds in two, and the panes are densely laid on the white buildings, reflecting the last glimmers of golden light at sunset.

The five of them stopped at the door of the store, and a group of girls from the next class seemed to be waiting in the private room, and there was a faint sound of laughter outside the store.

Toru Asada, who has always been quick to hide from friendship, suddenly became interested, he looked in front of the store for a while, and turned his head to joke about his own contemporaries.

"I don't think there's a type you like in it, or you run away before the second graduate school comes, I can go in and talk to them first, and help you cover up-oops-"

Before Toru Asada could speak, he was slapped in the head by Matsuda Jinpei.

The brown-haired young man rubbed his reddened head in distress, and he didn't know who started the bad first, he felt that the group of people who had been in the same period recently liked to greet him very much.

If he gets beaten stupid, it's the fault of these hapless kids.

Matsuda Jinpei felt much more relaxed after patting Toru Asada for a while, he ignored his own muttering at the same time that they didn't know the hearts of good people, and turned around and entered the store first.

The interior of the izakaya is much larger than the storefront, and the lighting design should be the result of careful selection, with warm yellow light softly scattered throughout every corner of the store, bright but not dazzling, and a speaker in the corner is playing background music to complement the lights in the store.

On the left side of the store is a bar-style booth, the counter is full of all kinds of foreign wine, three men and a woman in suits and leather shoes are sitting in front of the bar with wine glasses, one of the thin men arrogantly teaches the other three, and the person being taught bows his head respectfully to make the opposite person flash his tongue.

Toru Asada's regular clothes were accidentally stained by orange juice when he went out, and he was still wearing a police academy uniform at the moment, and the thin man's reprimand words were interrupted by the sound of five people entering the door, and he was glaring at several people with a displeased face, and his expression turned vigilant when he looked at Toru Asada, and he took out a black USB flash drive from his chest pocket and carefully stuffed it into the depths of his bag.

The brown-haired young man quietly glanced to the left, and then followed Matsuda Jinpei to the right, and the private room of friendship was separated by a Japanese-style bamboo curtain, and the female voice from it was particularly clear.

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Matsuda Jinpei poked the wakame in front of him with a stinky face.

Really, he only knew that his young tame dyed that suave flirtatious appearance was particularly pleasing to girls, but he didn't expect that it was rare to be late for the second year of research, and Toru Asada, a guy who talks nonsense all day long, can also make a group of people on the other side laugh.

It's been almost half an hour since they came in, and the laughter and laughter of Toru Asada and a group of girls haven't stopped, so that the few people left seem to have come to have a casual meal.

The clear voice characteristic of the brown-haired youth was still talking.

"-So,I was really shocked when I finished the first chapter of Projectile O.,I didn't expect it to be the protagonist who committed the crime.-Actually, the police are doing the same with their daily investigations, right?,If there is a little blur in the details, the overall investigation may be distorted."

Hell, that's why you stay up late playing games and quibble that you're reviewing your criminal investigation knowledge?

Matsuda Jinpei poked the wakame in front of him again.

The brown-haired young man ignored the tragic plight of the wakame and was still talking nonsense in a tone of nonsense.

"—The study of the Royal Curricular Prize of March 31, 1727, showed that the motion of sunspots and the gravitational pull of the moon continued to act on the earth's crust, and that the cumulative effect would cause the earth's time sequence to be disturbed in seven years, and the time of the year would be a full hundred times longer - but due to the self-regulating effect of human hormones on the brain, human beings themselves may not be aware of this at all——"

Matsuda Jinpei's chopsticks were in close contact with wakame again, and he couldn't understand why someone would believe such an outrageous thing—and even listened to it with a serious face.

"—Ah, you said the founder of Curricula? His surname is Green Mountain, and it is said that when he went to England to study, he was notoriously bad with Sir Newton, and after Sir Newton's death, he also lifted the lid of his coffin, and the ashes were scattered all over the ground, and even His Majesty the Queen who was far away in Buckingham Palace was choked and sneezed twice. ”

Matsuda Jinhei: "......"

Why didn't he find out that Toru Asada was such a chatty thing before.

"It is said that Sir Newton's bones are gone, and the resentment still lingers to this day, and the undead are still lingering in Tottori Prefecture in the middle of the night——"

"Bang-" The crisp clash of chopsticks and dishes sounded, and Toru Asada turned his head to see that the wakame in front of Matsuda's plane had been mashed into mud, and a pool of green liquid was innocently staring at him.

Toru Asada: ......?

It turns out that Jinpei likes to drink vegetable juice?

Next to him, Date Hang and Shibuyani Zero were drinking free wine freely, and the other was concentrating on eating without listening to what was going on outside the window, but Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at Matsuda Jinpei with understanding and sympathy, and then silently pushed over a piece of tamagoyaki.

“…… This poke may feel better. ”

Matsuda Jinpei: ......

The atmosphere was suddenly silent for a moment, but fortunately, a group of girls were quickly distracted by something else.

For example, a girl named Chieko Ueno, who claimed to be a reporter for the Police Academy Daily, suddenly recognized the curly hair in front of her as her former interview subject, and took out a notebook to continue the interview with Matsuda Jinpei with great interest and deep feelings after eating a mouthful of carrots.

— and whether this guy has eaten new carrots in the last two months.

"Haha, I will, after Jinping was injured, he was fed as a rabbit by Jingguang for two months, and he ate a belly of celery and green peppers in addition to carrots-" Toru Asada replied on the spot, and he was more active than anyone else in revealing his family's shortcomings in the same period.

Asada Toru vibrated in the midst of laughter, and the brown-haired young man winked twice at the suddenly lit up screen and got up apologetically.

"Sorry, I'll answer the phone."