"I want yours."
If Miyuki had said this to Kindaichi, everyone would have just smiled knowingly.
After all, who wouldn't be able to tell that these two, who claim to be childhood sweethearts, actually already have the makings of a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship?
However, these words were spoken by the genius, icy girl Shiho Miyano, and the person she was speaking to was Nanami Mitsuki, the most low-key and inconspicuous member of the group of five.
Even Narita and Nishimura felt an incredible sense of absurdity.
Faced with Shiho Miyano's unreasonable behavior, Nanami Mitsuki simply smiled faintly, then picked up his cup and took a sip.
Shiho Miyano's gaze suddenly turned as sharp as an icicle.
"But these two cups are practically the same, aren't they?"
When Mitsuki Nana asked this question, his gaze fell on Narita across from him.
Narita nodded immediately, but then shook his head as if remembering something.
"Um, Miyano, why do you insist on having his drink?"
“His cup has a beautiful pattern,” Shiho Miyano said in the tone of a spoiled young lady, while slamming her cup heavily on the table.
"Mine has faded, I don't want to use it."
Good grief, what kind of princess-like remarks are these!
Kindaichi, standing to the side, was almost dumbfounded, staring wide-eyed at the scene, even forgetting to make a comment.
In the end, Narita resigned herself to her fate and picked up her cup of coffee.
"Never mind, I'll go get you a new cup..."
The cups in the beverage machine in the restaurant were already half-new from washing. Narita spent a lot of effort to finally pick out a cup with a nice pattern and made a new cup of coffee.
By this time, everyone else had almost finished their drinks.
"So, is he the only one left?"
Narita slowly put down his coffee cup and looked at Mitsuki Nanami, who was still sitting there.
The people next to them, namely Kindaichi, Miyuki, and Shikiriko, were all slumped over the table, as if they were dozing off.
Narita and Nishimura, who slowly stood up, exchanged a glance and stretched their arms and legs.
"He's just a weak high school student..."
Nishimura said coldly, clearly not taking this still-sane young man seriously.
Born on the seventh day of the fourth lunar month, he leisurely stood up from the table and took one last look at the coffee cup in his hand.
"The pattern on this cup is indeed quite beautiful, you're right—"
He seemed to give Shiho Miyano a meaningful glance.
"—Sherry."
When they heard him say that name, or more accurately, his code name, not only Shiho Miyano, but also Narita and Nishimura were momentarily stunned.
The next moment, Mitsuki Nana, who was standing by the table, seemed to have vanished.
A gust of wind swept by.
Then came two muffled "bangs".
Shiho Miyano watched as the two men in black fell down like two pitch-black sacks without even flinching.
"This is the thing I don't want anyone to know..."
She spoke calmly, completely ignoring the imminent danger.
After defeating the two men in black, Mitsuki Nanami did indeed stop, standing opposite her with a calm gaze and a sarcastic smile on his lips.
"Ms. Miyano clearly has more secrets than I do."
"For example, APTX4869... that's the name, right? But what exactly is it?"
Shiho Miyano nodded calmly as before.
"So, you really did hear it that night."
"Is that why you've set your sights on me?"
“No, that’s not it,” said Mitsuki Nanami, glancing around.
In the huge restaurant, only the two of them remained sober.
Since it wasn't lunchtime, none of the staff had arrived.
Born on the seventh day of the fourth lunar month, he smiled again.
Then he reached down and grabbed the area below his cheek, tearing off a thin layer of skin and even ripping off his light-colored wig.
This disguise technique, which was so seamless that it left no trace, made Shiho Miyano's eyes widen in disbelief.
Only then did she see the true face of the man standing in front of her.
He had a delicate oval face and slightly droopy eyes that gave him a gentle appearance.
Even her hair was just ordinary short black hair, only slightly messy because she had taken off her wig.
However, he no longer possessed the low-key and even somewhat decadent temperament of someone born in the seventh month of the fourth lunar month, but instead gave off a gloomy and dangerous feeling.
“I knew from the beginning, miss, that you were an uninvited guest.”
"Because I was the one who originally made this list of workers."
Because it was the first time she had ever witnessed a disguise technique, Shiho Miyano was speechless for a moment and could only listen to the other person continue speaking.
“I once had a plan, so I selected some people who met my requirements—the students you see here, as well as several undergraduates from West East Medical University.”
"However, later, because of some people meddling in other people's business..."
As he said this, his expression revealed a mixture of helplessness and annoyance, and he even shrugged.
"...that plan was disrupted and ultimately had to be cancelled."
"I didn't expect that you would take over the volunteer list entirely from Professor Ma Jiangtian in order to promote the plans of your 'organization'."
"As the planner, I hate plagiarism, but most importantly..."
He walked to the table, casually ruffled Kindaichi's hair with a small braid, and chuckled.
"This Kindaichi-kun, and his childhood friend Nanase-san, are also old friends of mine."
"I can't just stand by and watch others take action against them."
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