September 13th, Water Sunday.

As one of Tokyo's 23 special wards, Haido-cho is also the most famous and bustling commercial district in Tokyo and even in Japan. To the north of Haido-cho is the famous nightlife district Kabukicho.

Many tourists also come to take photos in front of the Kissing Swans Statue, one of the iconic buildings in Haido Town.

Wearing a black, white and gray wavy plaid shirt, a white printed T-shirt underneath, and a pair of loose wide-leg jeans, he instantly exudes a retro feel.

Fujiwara Yu pulled down his white mask, blinking occasionally. He wasn't used to wearing the mask yet, and it didn't feel right to him. He resisted rubbing his eyes and followed the others, sitting on the stone edge in front of the flower bed. Being a bit of a germaphobe, he even wiped the area he was going to sit on with a handkerchief before sitting down.

After two days of follow-up investigation, he already knew that Zhu Fu Jingguang and the others would habitually gather here, so he waited here in advance. Feeling thirsty, he bought a cup of barely acceptable iced lemon tea.

"Um, please tell me..."

"I don't want insurance, I don't want a loan, and I don't want to be an entertainer. What else do you want?"

The girl who wanted to hand over her phone obviously realized that this handsome guy had been approached by many people while sitting here, but she was not the type to back down when faced with difficulties. If you want to pursue someone, you must have courage. So she followed his meaning and said directly:

"So do you want a girlfriend?"

"?"

Fujiwara Yu was stunned for a moment and raised his head. Standing in front of him was a young girl about 1.5 meters tall with short brown hair. She also wore a signature orange headband on her head, which made her look full of energy.

There's still some baby fat on her face, and she doesn't dress like an adult. High school student? No, she looks like a middle school student.

Girls in Tokyo mature earlier than before.

Fujiwara Yuu recalled what happened four years ago, and his eyes dimmed a little. He subconsciously exerted force with his right hand. Fortunately, most of the lemon tea in the plastic cup had been drunk, so it was not squeezed out.

The girl with the short hair and headband noticed that the handsome guy she liked was staring at her. She suddenly became nervous and whispered to her best friend beside her, her tone half anxious and half excited:

"Xiao-Lan, could it be that he is fascinated by me?"

Another girl with high bangs showed a helpless expression and whispered in a low voice:

"Sonoko, I think this gentleman is just daydreaming."

Fujiwara Yuu listened to their conversation and paused briefly as he looked up at the girl with the high bangs. His memory was always good, and he was especially remarkably receptive to mistakes when it came to cherished memories. Although the girl before him looked more mature than before, her appearance hadn't changed much, especially her long, straight hair with high bangs.

He subconsciously looked behind the two girls, but the boy who claimed to be Sherlock Holmes was not there.

However, four years have passed, and the boy might have already parted ways with the girl. After all, things are unpredictable, and this kind of separation is normal.

Fujiwara Yuu was worried that his daze would cause unnecessary misunderstandings, so he stood up and bowed politely before answering:

"Sorry, I don't need a girlfriend either. Thank you for your kindness, kid."

Thank you for your kindness, kid?

Suzuki Sonoko's eyes widened. She had obviously not expected the stylishly dressed handsome man to speak in such an old-fashioned manner. This kind of personality was definitely not her type... And did she look that young? He actually called her a kid.

Thinking about how she had approached him so hastily and said such blunt things, Suzuki Sonoko, who was embarrassed, quickly grabbed Xiaolan's hand and whispered back as she ran away:

"I'm so sorry to bother you, Xiaolan, let's go!"

After watching the two young and energetic girls leave, Fujiwara Yu's gaze moved to Morobushi Kagemitsu, who was carrying a bass bag and wearing a gray hooded jacket. The prey he had been waiting for for a long time finally appeared.

Morofushi Kagemitsu and Furuya Rei gathered here as usual, because there was a station nearby and it was convenient to go to the mission location, and there was a large flow of people here, so it was also easy to get rid of the trackers.

In order not to expose herself, Fujiwara Yuu quickly withdrew her gaze, pretending to be a tourist, taking out her mobile phone to fiddle with her bangs, or crossing her legs and drinking a drink in a daze, looking like she was waiting for someone.

But this doesn't mean that he won't use the power of wind to eavesdrop on the two people's whispered conversation. It's just that the surrounding environment is indeed a bit noisy, so he doesn't dare to use it for a long time, otherwise his ears will feel stinging, or even tinnitus will last for a long time.

"Hasn't he arrived yet?"

Unaware that their conversation was being eavesdropped, Fūya Rei looked around. The most attractive hair color among the crowd nearby was the purple-haired young man wearing a mask who seemed to be waiting for someone, but the person they were waiting for had green hair.

Zhu Fujingguang took out his cell phone, checked the time, and shook his head:

"We arrived early, so please wait another five minutes. Would you like a drink? The iced Americano over there is quite delicious."

Fūya Rei frowned in disdain and waved his hand to indicate he wouldn't drink. Ever since a certain annoying, long-haired rye whiskey drinker started drinking canned coffee, he'd turned his nose up at all coffee-based drinks.

"Just because Lai Yin likes to drink coffee, are you planning to stop drinking it for the rest of your life?" As a childhood friend, Morobushi Jingguang naturally understood Zero's thoughts easily. At first, he didn't understand why Zero hated Lai Yin, but later he understood.

Because after spending about half a month together, Zhu Fu Jingguang successfully came up with a formula.

[Rai Yin = sour face + heavy smoker + alcoholic + long hair + hat = Gin = dangerous person]

So after coming up with this formula, he understood Zero's feelings.

"Stop nagging! If you want something to drink, go buy it. Bring me a cup..." Fūya Ling's gaze fell on the almost-finished iced lemon tea in Passerby A's hand, and he continued, "Bring me a cup of iced lemon tea, with less ice."

"Ok, I'll buy Kavisa a drink too."

Fujiwara Yuu hadn't expected Furuya Rei to notice him. Was that purple hair really that conspicuous? He pretended he hadn't heard the conversation, sipped the last of his lemon tea, and stood up to toss the empty cup into the trash can.

About four minutes later, a man in a dark green hooded sweatshirt walked towards the Kissing Swan statue with his feet turned outward. He took off his gaudy, rivet-studded baseball cap and spoke in Japanese with a strange accent in a snarky tone:

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"Blonde blonde... huh? Are you Bourbon? I didn't expect there are Japanese people as dark as you, hahahahahaha!"

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