[Fake Identities + No CP + Pure Gray + Clones + Original Organization + Frail Buff + Doesn't follow original cases but follows the main plot]
A well-known piano composer from Blue Star...
Chapter 442 makes it sound like the shop isn't busy.
Those controlled by Bertrand have no independent thought; they simply obey his commands like robots.
But Asti's behavior was different from those of the others.
Therefore, although Amuro Tooru did make that connection, he quickly dismissed it.
Seeing him deep in thought, Bertrand hummed silently and casually tossed the cardboard box into the trash can.
The sound brought Amuro Tooru back to his senses instantly.
He looked up and met Bertrand's questioning gaze. Suddenly, he put down his water glass, stood up, and smiled apologetically at him. "Excuse me, I just remembered I have something to do, so I'll have to leave now. Goodbye."
After saying that, he stepped out of the living room, opened the door, and went to the small detached house.
Looking at the closed door, Bertrand's gaze shifted to the glass of water that Amuro Tooru had placed on the table, and he shrugged indifferently.
"What a pity."
He yawned, placed a cushion behind his back and lay down, then hugged another one to his arms, closed his eyes and dozed off for a while.
Shortly after Amuro Tooru left Dos Cafe, Ran Mouri and her two companions also prepared to leave the cafe.
Just then, a clear bark came from the entrance of the coffee shop, and an Alaskan Malamute on a leash came running in.
A man with long, red, curly hair followed behind it.
His long hair was braided to the side and hung naturally in front of his chest, decorated with white pearls.
A faint smile graced his eerily handsome face, and his grey eyes resembled those of a siren submerged in water.
Staring at it for even a second longer could lead to being seduced by the siren and dragged into the deep sea, never to return.
"Good morning, store manager." Behringer smiled and waved to him.
Asa looked up at him, paused for a moment, seemingly surprised by his presence, and then asked in a slightly surprised tone, "You're actually working in the store today?"
Behrfinger: "..."
He rolled his eyes wryly. "Please, I've already said that when I'm not around, it's because I'm busy with other things."
"Is that so?" Asa smiled slightly, his smile revealing disbelief. Ignoring Behfinger, who was trying to 'make excuses', he bent down, picked up the Alaskan Malamute, stroked its fluffy head, and whispered to the Alaskan Malamute as he walked inside.
"He talks like the store isn't busy, right?"
Alaskan Malamute: "Woof!"
Behrfinger: "..."
After tying up the Alaskan Malamute, Asa looked towards Ran and the others, his gaze lingering on Chizuki for a moment before he smiled shyly and nodded at them as a greeting.
Ran Mouri and Conan responded to him with smiles.
Seeing Qianzhu looking at them with a puzzled expression, they immediately explained, "That gentleman is the manager of this coffee shop, named Asa. We met him by chance."
Upon hearing this, Qianzhu nodded knowingly, then lowered her eyes to look at the remaining coffee in her cup.
"It's about time, let's leave."
Ran Mouri wiped her lips with a handkerchief and then spoke.
Conan and Chizuru nodded and stood up together.
After paying, I said goodbye to Behringer and left the coffee shop.
They came here to kill some free time. There was a taekwondo competition at 5 pm. Chizuru was invited by Ran to go watch the competition, while Conan came along under the pretext of accompanying Ran.