Bell Bell Bell Bell –

Early in the morning, Ize, who had slept all night, was woken up by an alarm clock set in his bedroom in the sun.

This is still the alarm clock that was set so that I wouldn't be late for a part-time job with Mr. Amuro.

Uzawa, who had slept well but still looked dazed, fell into deep thought in front of the washing mirror.

He seemed to have forgotten something.

[Wait a minute!] Shouldn't I be waiting for that gentleman's call in the conference room? ]

Izawa, who remembered something, quickly poured water on his face, and then pulled out the pistol that was placed in the corner of the bathroom.

Ize looked around with the gun in his hand, and finally stuffed it back into the corner where it had started, and fell into deep thought.

This is indeed his house.

So the question is, how did he come back?

Ding dong~

The ringing of the doorbell interrupted Ize's musings.

Suspicious, he leaned towards the door, looked through the doorbell, and oh, it was Mr. Amuro.

"Mr. Amuro, why are you here?" Izawa turned sideways and welcomed Amuro into the house.

Amuro picked up the two large bags of shopping bags in his hand and shook them and said, "Be sympathetic to your subordinates." ”

·

At the dining table, Izawa, who had washed up, felt the peace of mind brought to him by Mr. Amuro's arrival.

On a whim, he asked, "Mr. Amuro, how did you solve the case?" Every time I watch a detective solve a case, I feel amazing, through clues, lock on the criminal, very handsome. ”

Amuro, who was busy in the kitchen, said while cutting tomatoes: "Actually, it's not difficult to solve the case, as long as you find the evidence left at the scene and simply deduce the murderer's motive for killing." ”

"But what do I think of Officer Twilight?" Izawa questioned.

Amuro put the chopped tomatoes into the soup pot and began to cook the fish in another pot, "Well, this, in fact, they just sometimes don't have a very good eye, and they didn't find evidence at the scene." And with so many detectives to help, it's ······"

"Just?"

Amuro took out the boiled soup, took out another bowl, and propped up the rice, "In fact, detectives solve cases usually when the criminal is told the truth by the detective and directly confesses on the spot. ”

Izawa, who was smelling the aroma of food at the dinner table, carefully recalled his already vague police academy lesson and returned: "It's to detect and then go through the procedure, right, I don't remember exactly." ”

"That's right, first of all, we will work together with multiple departments and police departments to determine the identity of the victim, clarify the time of death, and then set up a special task force to search for clues in a carpet way, identify suspects, summon important suspects, and interrogate." Amuro said as he brought a bowl of rice and a fish stew to the table, "So the detective saved a lot of time somewhat." ”

Izawa nodded, his eyes did not leave the fish brought by Amuro, and said, "Indeed, and if the detective is a detective, the report will be easy to write." ”

Amuro, who put down the fish, returned to the kitchen to serve the soup, and the tomatoes ripened quickly, "And, have you forgotten, we are from the public security department, and we are not in charge of ordinary cases." If you don't go undercover, you'll probably be assigned to Kazami's men. ”

Izawa, who has been staring at the fish stew: "··· I don't think it's right, if I don't go undercover, I might not be able to become a police officer. ”

Go to Amuro who brought the chopsticks and bowls: "What do you say?" ”

Ize, who had been looking at the fish, fell into a memory, and he said with some self-deprecation: "My grades were not the best back then, and the public security generally recruits the best people." Speaking of which, Mr. Amuro may not know that I was set at first because of lack of sleep and nervousness.

It's amazing that I was just passing by and was pulled over and said I had a talent for being an undercover agent. ”

It was really just luck.

I don't know how Aoyama chose him among so many people.

Amuro Toru, who came out with a soup pot, obviously accepted Izawa's self-deprecation, "Is that so?" ”

"Then as soon as I was excited and smirked, he told me that if I became a little brother in the future, I could laugh more, and if I became a big brother, I would have to keep a straight face."

Amuro pulled away Izawa, who was opposite Izawa, and said to Izawa with a very serious look in his eyes and tone: "Izawa is very successful, I have seen your file, you have done a good job in the Songgang Group and the Yakuza Society, you have worked hard." ”

Ize, who didn't know when he had been looking at the ground, stammered a little and said excitedly: "··· Mr. Amuro! You are! Great work! ”

[Actually, if it's hard work, Mr. Amuro is, right, and he's endured so much.] ]

He had always wanted to thank Mr. Amuro, but he couldn't.

Seeing that Izawa had been looking at the ground, Amuro took a bowl and weighed a full amount of soup in the bowl and put it in front of Izawa, "Hey, hey, we've all worked hard." Okay, come over for dinner, I'll stew soup for you, drink more tonics, and look thin in a few days. ”

So, Rin Izawa took a sip of soup under Amuro's 'loving' gaze.

However, he was a little puzzled: [Am I really thin?] ]

[However, this soup is delicious.] ]

[It's still Mr. Amuro's cooking skills, but the hamburgers I ate in those two days were too unpalatable!] ]

Eventually, Izawa let go of his doubts and happily drank the soup under the gaze of Toru Amuro, who was holding his chin across the table.

·

On the other hand, Vodka, who had been called in by Gin an hour earlier, was in a heartbroken mood as he drove the car, trying to get Tennessee ready in advance through the telepathy of his best friend in the game.

He really couldn't stop this big brother who was angry and wanted to go to Tennessee's house after seeing the surveillance at the door of Tennessee's house.

I don't know what Tennessee is doing, and why is my eldest brother angry.

[Tennessee, don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame yourself for giving the key to the house to Gin.]

Yesterday you suddenly fell asleep, and Rum, who was listening to it, mocked the eldest brother, if it weren't for the fact that the eldest brother was sympathetic to you for flying the plane for so long and had been defending you, that rum would have given you in front of that gentleman-]

It was Gin's impatient cold voice that interrupted Vodka's heartbroken thoughts, "Concentrate, drive faster." ”

·

At the same time, Izawa, who happily drank a bowl of soup, did not receive the heartfelt reaction of the so-called best friend of the game at all, and instead made another bowl of rice under the "loving" gaze of Toru Amuro.