Toyama Kazuha was also surprised, but what surprised her was not the name "Takagi Sosuke", but the fact that Mr. Takagi said that he was an ordinary employee of the company. Why did he hide his identity as a policeman?

Being young, she was naturally prone to wild thoughts. Last night, she couldn't sleep and watched a horror movie. Being somewhat sensitive, she stretched out her small hand and gently tugged at the hem of Hattori Heiji's clothes. Then, she leaned close to his ear and whispered:

"Hey, Heiji, why did Mr. Takashi hide his police identity? Is there something wrong with this trip?"

Hattori Heiji, who was feeling puzzled, was concentrating on reasoning why Brother Ying Si lied, but unexpectedly, He Ye stuck to him. This sticking instantly reduced his clever brain to the level of "Aba Aba". In a hurry, he could only lean back and stammer:

"Stupid, stupid, stop imagining it. It's probably because your police identity is inconvenient."

"Is that so?" Toyama Kazuha thought of Heiji calling her an idiot again, and she said angrily, "You'd better stop calling me an idiot in the future. If you really do call me an idiot, will you be responsible?"

Responsible?

Hattori Heiji blinked quickly a few times, and the image of himself and Kazuha holding a traditional wedding in a Japanese-style courtyard appeared in his mind. Kazuha must look very beautiful in her wedding dress.

"What are you thinking about, Heiji? Your expression is so weird."

"Huh? Idiot, whose expression is weird?!"

"I told you not to call me idiot, why are you still calling me that?"

Fujiwara Yu, who was perfunctorily dealing with Kawanishi Sayuri, naturally heard the flirting between the two. He felt that he should be under the car instead of on the seat... He really wanted to thank these people. They were either showing off their affection around him or were not tactful enough to strike up a conversation with him. How could they be so talkative when he obviously didn't want to pay any attention to them? Were they loudspeakers in their previous life?

Alas, I’m afraid I won’t be able to relax on this trip.