Chapter 27 Young Drunk, Thoughts

A few days later, it was Sunday again.

Shimizu Koji found that the confusion of time was not necessarily a good thing, because he had just had four or five consecutive Mondays.

If he had not consciously reminded himself frequently, he might have been subtly influenced and accustomed to this weird timeline.

At the North Star Club, the night slowly fell, and the flashing neon lights at the door and on the sign were colorful, but they were basically darker lights with ambiguous atmosphere such as pink, red, blue, and purple.

There were people coming and going on the street outside the alley, and most of those who walked in were some urban female white-collar workers who were off work, and occasionally there were older women with mature faces and some men.

The North Star Club was run very formally, at least on the surface, like a bar.

Inside the club, the brisk disco music ended, and the guests on the dance floor and the actors on the stage left.

The air was filled with the smell of perfume and alcohol, but the venue was wide, so only a faint part of it was emitted, which was not pungent, but rather added a little temptation to the dim environment.

The spotlight on the stage suddenly flashed, illuminating a piano that had been set up in the corner.

This sudden change made the guests who were already accustomed to the North Star program brighten their eyes. Except for a few who were in an ambiguous atmosphere with their male and female partners, the eyes of others followed the spotlight and gathered near the piano on the stage.

"What is the new program?"

"Is it a live piano piece?"

"I think it's not as good as the violin."

Shimizu Koji walked slowly onto the stage in a tuxedo for performance. As soon as he appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of almost all the female guests in the audience.

His tall figure, calm demeanor, and eyes that did not look sideways, his cold profile was fascinating.

Well, let's not talk about these. Shimizu Koji just treated it as a very ordinary job. The people in the audience were relatively well-mannered. They didn't exclaim or shout, and even held their breath and looked forward to his performance.

With the blessing of his appearance, although Shimizu Koji's piano was only of medium level, it was like listening to heavenly music for those guests who were not mentally prepared.

Accustomed to going to work and going home to the izakaya nightclub, the tired spirit became more depressed in the alcohol anesthesia day after day.

The mediocre life was like crawling in the dark in the downtown area of ​​​​the end of the world, and Shimizu Koji, who suddenly appeared, was like an elegant nobleman in the upper city under the pure white spotlight.

Behind the stage, Diana looked at the reactions of the women in the audience and nodded secretly. Everything was as she thought, and it went very smoothly.

She didn't notify in advance, and there was no advertising or publicity.

Originally, Diana thought about whether to warm up, but considering Shimizu Koji's character, she didn't do anything in the end.

But doing nothing doesn't mean there will be no effect. The reason why a surprise is called a surprise is because of the unexpectedness of the gift itself.

Moreover, looking at the current situation, Diana estimated that relying on the excited word of mouth of these people after returning, it might have a better effect than she expected.

However, in the most harmonious atmosphere, there will always be one or two people who don't fit in.

Under the stage, a black-haired boy leaned on his arm, drooped his face, and glanced at Shimizu Koji who was playing the piano on the stage with salty eyes. After listening for a while, he couldn't help yawning.

"It's just so-so."

The moment the voice fell, Kaito felt like he was on a thorn in his back, and he straightened his back instantly. The women at the surrounding tables stared at him with sharp eyes.

"Uh, I, I'm kidding."

Kuroba Kaito swallowed his saliva, cold sweat dripped down, and waved his hand to explain quickly.

Fortunately, because of his handsome face, no one bothered him too much, and he barely got out of the sight of the swords and swords.

If it was any other man, Kuroba Kaito felt that he would be scolded.

As a man with a lot of female fans since childhood, he still has a lot of say in this regard.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Kuroba Kaito glanced at Shimizu Koji's figure, and he couldn't help muttering again.

"It seems that the person that Hongzi insisted that I find is him."

Kuroba Kaito is of course not a frequent visitor here, this is his first time here.

If Koizumi Hongzi hadn't suddenly found him the day before yesterday, and asked him to come to this club on Sunday night in a very serious and firm manner, he might not have thought of setting foot here in his life.

"Really, what's wrong with that woman? This guy, at most, is just an ordinary boy."

"Oh, forget it, never mind, I just need to pass on the message and complete the task."

Kuroba Kaito huddled in the corner of the shadow and kept muttering. When no one saw him, his expression was quite varied.

"Hey, come here." After a while, looking at Shimizu Koji who took a break after playing a song and was about to start the next song amid applause, Kuroba Kaito raised his eyebrows and waved to the waiter beside him.

"Sir, what do you need?"

"That guy, how long can he play?"

Not paying attention to Kuroba Kaito's impolite words, the male waiter thought about it and it seemed that there was no need to keep this secret.

"This is our new special program. From now on, it will only be performed from 7 to 10 pm every Sunday night, with some breaks in the middle."

"Ten, ten o'clock?!"

"Yes, sir."

The corners of Kuroba Kaito's eyes twitched, he would have come later if he had known.

When he thought about how long it would be, he glanced at the dazzling array of drinks on other people's tables, and then looked at the waiter in front of him, and Kuroba Kaito's mind became active.

Come all come.

Then drink a little and try what the wine tastes like, otherwise it will be too boring.

"That one over there, give me a bottle too."

The waiter followed his finger and saw that on the table of the female guest over there was a bottle of high-quality foreign wine. The packaging of the wine was packaged in a golden bottle, which was a bit deceptive.

However, he had no intention of reminding Kuroba Kaito that he only had to be responsible for providing whatever the guests wanted. People who talked too much could easily get into unnecessary trouble.

"I understand, please wait a moment."

——

Shimizu Koji gets off work on time at ten o'clock.

There was no luggage, so I changed into my own clothes, received a cash payment of 150,000 yen, and walked directly out of the back door of the club.

The street at the back door of the club seemed even quieter. There were only three two-meter-high street lamps at the beginning, end, and middle of an entire alley of about 200 meters.

It is simply the best place to kill people and sell goods.

"Hey, wait, wait, burp~."

Qingshui Koji had just walked a few steps when a voice suddenly sounded behind him. He turned around and looked at the person. He subconsciously frowned and took a step back.

Where did the drunkard come from?

He is still a man, and he is still so young. He still looks a bit like Kudo Shinichi, but he is obviously not.

Kuroba Kaito was drunk and hazy, but he was still conscious. He noticed that Koji Shimizu put down his glass of wine as soon as he got off work, and escaped in embarrassment from his elder sister who persuaded him to drink.

"What's up?"

Kuroba Kaito tried hard to maintain his poker face, but he was not very good at it now. The alcohol stained his cheeks, and he almost sprained himself after taking two steps.

Fortunately, he finally stood in front of Koji Shimizu. Kuroba Kaito recalled the words Anko asked him to take in his mind, took a breath, and started reading directly.

"Yes, someone asked me to tell you,

Crows in the world are black and white

Good and evil, eternal opposition

The tide rises and falls one after another

Balance, between all things.”

"Hiccup~, I'm done. Goodbye."

Hearing Yunshan Mist's words, Qingshui Koji frowned and his eyes were confused.

Seeing that Kuroba Kaito was about to collapse on the side of the road in the next moment and might spend the night there, he kindly gave him a hand.

"Here's this for you. It's best to go take a look tomorrow. You're young, don't delay, and don't give up."

Shimizu Koji took a business card of Suzuki Private Hospital from his pocket and stuffed it into the drunken boy's pocket.

Then he let go, letting Kaito fall to the ground, and Shimizu Koji left the alley without looking back.

I hope his rare act of kindness can add some sparkle to the bleak business of Suzuki Private Hospital.

Although others may not need it, it is still my intention.

After Koji Shimizu left, gentle snoring soon sounded in the alley.

The night was silent, and the second half of urban life had just begun. If nothing unexpected happened, it would be after midnight before Kuroba Kaito would be discovered here.

However, not long after, there was a sound of footsteps, and a figure with a cloak on his head gradually approached from the other end of the alley.

She squatted in front of Kuroba Kaito, fanned the alcohol odor with her hand, and then took out the business card from Kaito's pocket.

"It's quite different from what was predicted."

Koizumi Anko held up a crystal ball from under her cloak with her left hand and gently swiped her business card across it.

Looking at the figure reflected in the crystal ball, the corners of her mouth curled up in a playful smile, but there was still a hint of caution hidden in her eyes.

"It seems that next time, I, the witch, will have to appear in person."