Chapter Thirty-Five About the Writer Next Door Incident

"I found it, this is the hotel..."

Shuji Tsushima looked at the hotel road with the big characters of the barrel mountain hotel written on the wooden sign.

In two or three steps, he ran to the door of the hotel and pushed in. Toru Amuro followed behind him with a suitcase.

"Hi, I booked a room at your hotel before..." Shuji Tsushima took a bunch of keys at the front desk.

Toru Amuro: Why only order one? Hey, the organization won’t give you money! Still have Gin's purse with you!

"Because tomorrow is the festival, there are not enough rooms, and the hotels here are basically double rooms." The boy bounced towards the stairs and explained with his back turned to him.

"I will never snore and grind my teeth when I sleep~ Don't worry, don't worry." There was a sound of thump, thump, thump, thump on the wooden floor.

"Hurry up and catch up. After you put your things away, you can go to see the layout of tomorrow's festival in advance."

"Yes Yes."

...

"Hey... There are so many people even though the ceremony hasn't started yet? Really..." The young man looked listlessly at the road where people were coming and going.

"Go back, Bourbon." He said in a low mood.

"Aren't you going to continue?" Amuro asked transparently.

"I don't want it, wow, there is no fun at all but I want to be crowded with so many people, I refuse!" The boy said righteously.

"Go back, go back, go back, go back, go back..." he whispered.

"I really can't help it..." It was the other party who obviously wanted to come out with great interest, and now it was the other party who was arguing to go back.

Bourbon: What a wayward brat.

"It's so boring, so boring, so boring." The boy who returned to the hotel room was so bored that he rolled on the bed again.

"Bourbon, do you play games?" He suddenly sat up from the bed with a very serious expression.

"Not playing?" Toru Amuro tentatively replied.

"No, you play." The young man shook his head and said in a straight voice.

Bourbon:? ? So what else can I say?

"Please, please, please, Bourbon is a good person, he must not have the heart to watch me die from boredom."

Shuji Tsushima throws a hat on you.

You took the top hat.

You downloaded the game.

"Bourbon, milk me!! Milk me!! Damn!! Hurry up! This group of useless teammates!"

"Ah... I lost." Shuji Tsushima's eyes were dead, and he fell on the bed as if he had no nostalgia for this world.

Amuro hesitated.

"One more round?" He tentatively asked.

"Good!" The boy sat up and cheered.

Toru Amuro: I'm so stupid, really.

So, the two played games all night in the hotel.

With dark circles under their eyes, the two of them stared at the screen of the mobile phone. They tapped their fingers lightly and poked violently.

It wasn't until the people in the hotel brought breakfast food that they realized that they had played games all night.

"I can't do it... Bourbon..." The boy opened his eyes in a daze.

"Ah." Bourbon opened his mouth in frustration and responded meaninglessly.

Tired of playing games? ? ? I think he was also a good employee who stayed up all night to do tasks back then! !

Why do I feel exhausted after playing the game all night, and my fingers tremble unnaturally.

"I'm going to... sleep..." the boy said, and fell on the bed.

Chasing sudden death all night long...

Let's talk about it next time.

"Ah." Bourbon still replied meaninglessly, and fell down on his own bed.

Absolutely, don't play games with Kayo again!

...

After sleeping like this, I slept until dinner time.

The festival is about to begin.

The boy who looked exhausted in the morning, woke up refreshed again.

Quickly put on the kimono with white crane pattern.

"Mr. Tou is so slow, I don't want to wait for you, just a little bit." He said and ran out of the room.

Toru Amuro who was thrown in the room: ...

I don't know why, but I've gotten used to it.

He silently changed into a brown kimono and followed him out the door.

The festival has already started, and there are shops with lanterns hanging all around.

Men and women who come and go wear various kimonos.

With balloons or candy apples in hand, children chase and laugh.

The atmosphere is harmonious and the scene is beautiful.

Quite a feeling of gods and demons walking in time.

but! He found another way from this road, but he still didn't see Shuji Tsushima.

Bourbon: ...I'm tired.

"...The so-called first night festival in the world...is..."

He heard a familiar voice, turned around and saw three familiar figures.

The father and daughter of Mori Kogoro and the boy with strange eyes I met in the art museum last time.

"Ah, isn't that Mr. Amuro who is following Tsushima-kun? Could it be that Tsushima-kun is here too?" Mori Ran, who was looking at the surrounding shops, also saw Toru Amuro on the side.

"Miss Mori, may I ask if you have seen Tsushima-kun?" Toru Amuro stepped forward and asked.

"No hey... Mr. Tsushima is here too?" Mao Lilan asked doubtfully.

Amuro smiled helplessly, and spread his hands: "Actually, the two of us arrived yesterday, but just when I was changing clothes, he left first, and when I came out after changing clothes, I couldn't find him anymore." .”

"Has Mr. Tsushima disappeared?" Mao Lilan worried.

Kudo Shinichi: Hehe, that kid is no longer a brat who will get lost, so there is nothing to worry about.

"That guy will probably go back to the hotel by himself when he's tired from playing, don't worry." Mori Kogoro said with a look of disbelief.

At this time, a man came over.

"Hello, can you take a picture for me?" The man in a white suit walked towards Mao Lilan, handed her a camera and said

"Yes, yes..." Xiaolan took the camera.

"Actually, these photos are intended to be used as information..." the man said.

"My name is Sei Shinichi, and I'm a writer." He introduced himself.

"Hey?!" Mao Lilan looked at the other person's dark complexion in shock.

"I thought you were a reporter," she said.

"Well, you should know about Koto Imai." The man in the white suit explained helplessly.

"If it's Koto Imai, then I know, I've read his novels." Xiaolan said in a surprised tone.

"But if Imai counts, I remember the author is Tomoka Imake..." Mori Kogoro rubbed his chin in thought.

"Imatake and I are friends, and the pseudonym that Imai shared was used by the two of us at the beginning." Sei Nobuichi explained.

"Hello, police officer in Shita Saitama, there is an incident that requires your cooperation in the investigation." A man in a brown suit stepped forward and pressed Sei Shinichi's shoulder, and took out the police officer from the inner pocket of his suit. certificate.

"My surname is Henggou. Your roommate Tomoki Imatake was killed in the room. Please come with me." Officer Henggou said.

"What?!! Imatake...was killed...?" Sei Nobuichi couldn't believe it.

Bourbon on the side: ...Why does it feel like since he met Kayo, he can encounter murders everywhere he goes...

"Which hotel is it?" Amuro asked.

"Ah, the hotel where Mr. Sei and the deceased Mr. Imatake stayed is the barrel hotel." Officer Henggou thought for a while.

Toru Amuro: ...

"Then let's go back together, shouldn't it be a coincidence, I live in that hotel too." He joked to himself in a melancholy tone.