Chapter 797 My Number One Fan Can Only Be Myself
Since Behringer was discharged from the hospital, Bertrand has not come to see him again, and the organization has been very quiet. It is unknown whether they have nothing to do or are brewing some storm.
But these days everyone has indeed been living quite comfortably. Although there are still some thefts, robberies, intimidation, and murders happening every day, in the end, they have not caused any more trauma to their young hearts.
It was the weekend, and the coffee shop was unusually quiet. Behringer listlessly leaned on the counter. When he was busy, he wished he had three heads and six arms, but when he was idle, he was so bored that he wanted to take a nap.
Just as his eyelids were about to close uncontrollably, a guest arrived at the door.
Bechfenger opened his eyes and peeked over, then jumped up and floated over with a smile, "Chino-kun, what brings you here today?"
"I have an appointment with someone today, and we're supposed to meet here."
Qianzhu said gently in a soft voice.
Bechfenger suddenly realized what was going on, led him to a seat by the window, and without asking what he wanted to drink, happily went to brew a pot of black tea.
Since there were few customers, he brought the black tea to Qianzhu and then sat down next to him to chat.
However, according to his character setting, it was just him rambling on and on, while Qianzhu listened with a smile, occasionally responding softly.
After a long while, another customer finally arrived at the coffee shop.
Upon seeing Qianzhu, he walked over to him, greeted him, and then sat down opposite him.
“Mr. Tanaka,” Chizuru said with a smile.
Gin-suke Tanaka, the manager of popular idol Yuno Aso, once asked Chizuru to help compose a song called "Lost".
The purpose of his meeting with Qianzhu this time was naturally to ask him to help compose a piece of music.
With the development of the internet, there are many more netizens online. A few days ago, a voting competition about the most popular celebrities in the entertainment industry suddenly appeared on a well-known website.
There are a lot of people paying attention to this, and if a celebrity can get a good ranking in this voting competition, their popularity will surge.
This is why Tanaka Ginsuke suddenly asked Sentake out.
Because of Aso Yuno's last concert, Joki's songs garnered her many fans.
As an idol, what Yuno Aso needs most is popularity.
Jingmu's music has always been popular, even though he rarely appears in the entertainment industry and the release of his music is always unpredictable, his fans have only increased.
Simply put, it's about riding on someone else's popularity.
By singing Joki's songs, Aso Yuno brings herself into the public eye.
Qianzhu, who has never paid attention to whether she has popularity or fans: ?
Tilting his head.
I don't understand.
He picked up his black tea and took a sip.
If that's really his goal, he'll probably gain a huge following as soon as he opens an account online.
Seeing the boy opposite him lost in thought, Tanaka Gintoki appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, his palms were sweating with nervousness.
Ever since Tanaka Ginsuke sat down, Behringer, who had left on his own, sat behind the counter, peeking out and staring at them.
After thinking for a moment, she took out her phone from inside her cloak, logged onto a website, and typed in the words "Jingmu". After loading, a number of webpages about Jingmu popped up instantly.
However, there is relatively little information about Joki himself; most of the focus is on his music.
Behrfinger swiped through it, marveling at it, and was so amused he almost didn't want to leave the forum.
The people here are so nice to talk to!
Talk more!
Since the main body hadn't finished discussing the important matters, Behffinger flipped through the pages again.
Huh? What's going on? There's a fan group??
Bechfenger was surprised, then shrank back under the counter and sat cross-legged, looking so serious that he seemed ready to conquer the world!
Half an hour later, Behringer, who had successfully obtained the titles of group leader and highest fan, put away his phone with satisfaction.
My number one fan can only be myself!!
After finishing his slacking off, Behffinger crawled out from under the counter, straightened his long-sleeved cloak, and glanced at Chizuru's table. By then, Tanaka Gintoki had already left.
Qianzhu was writing something in his notebook. Sunlight streamed through the glass and fell on him, making his black hair look as if it were plated with gold, dappled yet serene.
Behrfinger rested his chin on his hands, staring blankly at himself for a long, long time.
Is it pretty?
A soft, seductive voice reached his ear.
Behfinger blinked, turned to look at the young man who had appeared beside him at some point, and was speechless as he met his smiling gaze.
Okay, okay, back to the character.
Just then, the door bell rang. Bechfenger turned his head and saw that they were all familiar faces, which saved him the trouble of saying "Welcome!"
"Huh? Why did you all come together today?"
He placed his hands on the counter, blinked, and asked in confusion.
"I just happened to be passing by and remembered that they said your sandwiches were just as delicious as Mr. Amuro's, so I thought I'd come and try them~" Sonoko Suzuki said with a smile, joking without any airs.
"Yes, yes, because last time Brother Behrfinger said that you and Brother Amuro make sandwiches the same way!"
The long-absent Junior Detective League appeared and nodded eagerly in agreement.
Behrfinger blinked. "Ah, oh..."
This matter dates back to several days ago, to the incident where Amuro Tooru was "stalked".
A baker found Amuro Tooru's sandwiches so delicious that he went to Polo Cafe for several days in a row, hoping to learn how to make them.
As a result, Amuro Tooru very considerately demonstrated the production method to them.
Because Mitsuhiko and the others had eaten the sandwiches made by Behefinger before and thought they tasted similar, they said, "It seems like Behefinger can also make this sandwich."
Just then, Behringer crawled inside and overheard this, so he casually replied, "Of course, since it's the same person who taught us."
Looking at Ran Mouri and the others who were smiling at him, Behringer pondered for a moment.
"By the way, where is Yumeko?"
"She's in the kitchen."
Behrfinger took a moment to reply.
"So that's how it is."
They said one more thing and then fell silent.
After all, they had noticed Qianzhu as soon as they entered. Seeing his serious expression, they kept quiet and tried not to disturb him.
Anyway, everyone in the store right now is a familiar face, and everyone is behaving quite naturally.
Taking advantage of the few customers, Yumeko Morita tidied up in the kitchen and was slightly taken aback when she came out to find that all the customers in the store were people she knew.
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