Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"Woof woof!"

The handsome man with blond hair and black clothes, wearing a green baseball uniform and a peaked cap, walked slowly on the road with three dogs, looking around from time to time.

"Hello, where do you think Yuji is hiding?"

"Aww?"

Having only learned from Vermouth that Kudo Yuji had returned to Japan, and not knowing where he was in Tokyo in what capacity, Toru Amuro had no choice but to wander around the streets, hoping that the two fat dogs from Kudo's family could smell their owner's scent so that he could tell them that Gin had sent people to the UK to search for the cartoonist.

"Aww!"

Shinpachi and Yujiro suddenly stopped their paws on the side of the road, then turned their heads together, and their noses kept moving towards the shop on the side of the road.

"Here!"

Turning around suddenly, Toru Amuro realized that he had walked with his dogs to the rice flower shopping street, next to which was the Polo Cafe.

"It's not my turn today."

After finally having a day off, he really didn't want to make coffee, so Toru Amuro simply drove the three dogs into Kogoro Yakitori.

"Mr. Amuro?!"

Wearing a pink apron, a green shirt with beige plaid underneath, tight jeans and white shoes, it was Sayuri Matsumoto, who worked as a helper in the tofu shop next door.

[That bandage weirdo was undoubtedly entangled by this junior high school teacher. ]

Nodding slightly to Sayuri Matsumoto, Toru Amuro tied the dog leash to the door, and pushed the three dogs' butts with his legs while chuckling, "Miss Matsumoto."

"Didn't you say you wanted to rest today?"

Sayuri Matsumoto was still holding a small bill for accounting. Since the tofu shop opened, the yakitori shop next door has been purchasing tofu from them.

"I just came here out of habit. Miss Matsumoto, are you here to deliver tofu for dinner?"

"Yes, tofu is used in oden, mapo tofu rice, tempura, cold tofu side dishes and miso soup. Recently, my tofu is not enough to sell."

[Is it my turn so soon...]

"Are you here for dinner, Mr. Amuro?"

Matsumoto Sayuri took a stack of bills from Kiel, counted them and put them in her pocket: "But I heard that all the private rooms today have been booked by Miss Mizuno."

Is that true? Why is the business so good today in broad daylight? In the past, people would gradually increase around 9 or 10 pm.

"That's right. Someone called to reserve a seat today."

After finishing the tofu, Hondou Eisuke, dressed as a waiter, wiped the sweat from his head: "Mr. Yoshioka called to reserve a seat before, and last night, classmate Mori called and said that a friend would come from Osaka today, so he also reserved a seat."

"I remember there was another one..."

"There was another one reserved by Ms. Matsumoto." Hondou glanced at the junior high school music teacher beside him.

"Because today is my birthday, I want to eat with Kojiro-kun."

"Don't you usually go to some romantic places for birthdays?" Amuro Toru asked puzzledly, noticing that Hondou also nodded in agreement with his idea.

"Ah, because this restaurant is the first restaurant Kojiro-kun took me to eat, the fried dumplings here are delicious."

That day, he saved her from that hellish home. That night, because she was hungry and really didn't want to eat tofu meals, Fujiwara Kojiro asked the yakitori restaurant to make a portion of fried dumplings.

In fact, it was just a normal quick-frozen dumpling, but it was fried golden brown and served with sweet and salty soy sauce. She didn't know why it tasted so good and she never got tired of it.

[Maybe it's because she never got tired of the person she was eating with. ]

"In that case, all the private rooms would be useless."

Kogoro Yakitori Restaurant was originally just a small store, at most twice as big as Polo Cafe, and it was already very difficult to separate two private rooms.

"It's okay, I can eat in the staff lounge."

Amuro Toru glanced at the menu, ordered a fried pork cutlet set meal, and added a small bowl of mango ice cream for dessert, then walked straight into the staff lounge along the aisle and looked into the eyes of Okiya Subaru who was sorting out his work clothes.

"What a coincidence, we meet again."

"What a coincidence that you come to the store where I work to eat?" Okiya Subaru was wearing a blue short-sleeved kimono, wooden clogs, and a white towel wrapped around his hair.

Even though he couldn't see the face under the mask, from Okiya Subaru's eyes and body movements, Amuro Toru easily concluded that he didn't get enough rest last night.

"I advise you to have a good rest first. If the fried pork cutlet gets burnt later, I will complain to you."

"You?!"

Damn man!