Fujiwara Tōru temporarily retracted his gaze, looking at Nikaidou Mitsuki, who wore a store uniform, was slender, and exuded the youthful vitality of a JK. He asked:
"Has Amuro Tōru been on leave recently?"
"Store manager Amuro took a few days off and asked me to cover for him, Boss. Didn't Store Manager Amuro tell you about this?"
Nikaidou Mitsuki was startled. If Amuro Tōru hadn't told Fujiwara Tōru and this matter hadn't received Fujiwara Tōru's consent, then it would be considered dereliction of duty.
"Haha, Amuro told me. I was just asking an extra question. When will he be back at work?"
"He hasn't been here for four days."
Nikaidou Mitsuki mumbled inwardly. Boss didn't even know his own employee hadn't been to work for days. This made her very suspicious of how long this coffee shop could last.
But don't worry, this coffee shop is well-located, and the pay is good, which has greatly improved her financial situation recently. She wouldn't "want to lose this good job."
"When Amuro comes to work, I'll calculate the days he missed and deduct his salary. That portion of salary will be added to yours."
Nikaidou Mitsuki wanted to speak but stopped. She found her store manager's personality quite rigid. She thought that if the store manager didn't come to work, his salary should be deducted. She didn't know what to say to him.
"It seems the Public Security Bureau of Japan has encountered quite a bit of trouble."
Fujiwara Tōru naturally knew why Amuro Tōru wasn't working. As a member of the Public Security Bureau of Japan's Zero Division, he would naturally be worried about this matter.
And seeing Amuro Tōru looking so tense, it was highly likely that there were other files of his in that document.
This world truly was a giant stage. The CIA was invaded, the Public Security Bureau of Japan was invaded, and Fujiwara Tōru also found it amusing.
"Oh, right, Boss, has Nagasaki Seiyo been looking for you these past few days?"
"Nagasaki Seiyo? Is that the girl with tea-colored hair and a plump figure who doesn't look like a high school student?"
"You even remember her plump figure?"
"Can't help it, she's too eye-catching."
Nikaidou Mitsuki heard this, she lowered her head and looked at herself. It couldn't be said to be mediocre, but it was just normal level. Compared to a superhuman like Nagasaki Seiyo, the gap was too wide.
"What does that Nagasaki-san want from me?"
"I don't know," Nikaidou Mitsuki looked puzzled for a moment, then said seriously: "...Boss, she's acting tea-like now, you need to pay attention. She's never been like this before, and now I don't know what's wrong."
Her sixth sense was very strong. She felt that Nagasaki Seiyo had too many ulterior motives, so she didn't want the kind Boss to be deceived by that woman. Especially when it comes to someone with a very plump figure!
"Were you friends before?"
"We were just in a band, but the band disbanded long ago."
"But I heard you seem to have joined another band now?"
"Even you heard about it? It's mainly that fan, the one you know who was forced into it by the yellow hair, hmm, and there's another friend I'm interested in also in the band, so it was hard for me to refuse."
Nikaidou Mitsuki suddenly fidgeted.
"Well, Boss, I won't neglect my work. You can rest assured. Band practice is only after work."
"Nikaidou-san has always been serious about her work. I naturally trust you!"
Nikaidou Mitsuki bowed slightly, a smile on her face. Everyone likes to be trusted by others.
"Oh, right, and that person over there...
...student, she's been coming to the coffee shop these past few days, and she often listens to you. Do you recognize her?"
Fujiwara Tōru followed Nikaidou Mitsuki's gaze, looking at the slender girl drinking tea by the window. He shook his head and said, "I don't know her. This is my first time seeing her."
Nikaidou Mitsuki looked at Fujiwara Tōru with a strange expression.
Boss is truly popular with girls.
Guess it's another one who saw Boss's video online and then specifically came to this coffee shop to eavesdrop?
There are quite a few junior high students like this, and even some elementary school students want to meet him.
However, most of those girls gave up after a few days of not seeing Fujiwara Tōru.
But someone who persists like this student is relatively rare.
Boss is handsome, studies well, and is a top student from Todai. And I heard his family background is especially good, so he gives people a sense of security. Girls liking talented people is normal, isn't it?
"Wait a minute, Nikaidou Mitsuki, don't get carried away!"
Nikaidou Mitsuki quickly shook her head. You are just an employee, and you look very ordinary. You can't compare to those girls. Your personality is even worse, so you can't just smooch with your superior!
Just as Fujiwara Tōru and Nikaidou Mitsuki were speaking, the girl sitting by the window elegantly put down her coffee cup and rose gracefully.
She picked up the trekking pole next to her, and with a slightly clumsy hand, she used her hand as a cane, walking towards Fujiwara Tōru.
"Greetings, Fujiwara-sensei."
The girl came before Fujiwara Tōru, speaking with the tone of a haughty young lady, lacking in politeness.
"Greetings, student."
Fujiwara Tōru quickly sized her up. The girl had pale skin, was short and slender, and her slender arms and legs were indeed very agile. The overall impression she gave was one of a sickly beauty, emitting a weak aura.
But the composure and confidence in her eyes, coupled with that suppressed fighting spirit deep within her heart, made Fujiwara Tōru instantly recognize that this was actually a girl whose appearance did not match her inner strength, a tough one.
However, it must be said, those white knee-high socks under the skirt, and those slightly fleshy straps, really did look quite alluring.
"My name is Sakayanagi Arisu."
The girl said openly and generously.
"Sakayanagi-san, Nikaidou told me you've been looking for me. Is something the matter?"
"It's not really a big deal. I just want to see if the real you is as excellent as the rumors say."
The girl's tone was light and soft, but her words were quite self-important and forceful.
"Hey, what's wrong with you, woman? Is that how you talk to our Boss?"
Nikaidou Mitsuki was furious. She rolled up her sleeves, revealing a pair of jade-like arms, and came out from behind the counter, glaring angrily at Sakayanagi Arisu.
Sakayanagi Arisu unconsciously took a step back, perhaps not having noticed Nikaidou Mitsuki's strong aura.
She calmly said, "Violence cannot solve all problems. Don't make yourself appear as foolish as a black raccoon dog."
"Huh?!"
Nikaidou Mitsuki's mouth twitched: "...B*tch, then I'll teach you now that violence can indeed solve current problems!"
Seeing Nikaidou Mitsuki pressuring her with force, Sakayanagi Arisu finally realized something was wrong.
This is not a school! Even Advanced Nurturing High School, a place of survival of the fittest, prohibits bullying on campus.
...
Unless you bully to the point where the student doesn't dare to speak out, and you can't find evidence. Otherwise, if your bullying is discovered, you will be immediately expelled.
However, this wasn't a school, and there probably weren't rules protecting her from such serious expulsion.
The intelligent girl immediately changed her approach, actively showing weakness and saying, "I'm sorry, I was just too excited to see Mr. Fujiwara, so I misspoke."
"Regarding what I just said, I also apologize. I was just seeing your close relationship with Mr. Fujiwara, which made me feel a bit jealous."
Nikaidou Mitsuki's anger indeed dissipated. She scratched her head awkwardly. "Jealous… jealous about what… Is that why you've been here drinking coffee for days?"
Sakayanagi Arisu smiled calmly and said, "It's not just that. I personally prefer drinking coffee, and this shop's coffee tastes particularly good."
She mused to herself, this woman named Nikaidou Mitsuki is indeed easy to fool. If she were at school, she would simply be a useful tool.
...
Unfortunately, this was outside of school. She had to adapt to the rules outside of school.
"The Blue Mountain coffee and St. Helena coffee here aren't just names; they truly come from their original origins."
Sakayanagi Arisu's eyebrows slightly furrowed: "No wonder I find the taste of these coffees too exquisite. But your coffee shop's prices are more expensive than outside, yet these coffees are all from their original origins, so it's still a losing business."
Fujiwara Tōru smiled but said nothing. Even as a Smith detective, he had to consider his reputation.
Reporting a one-dollar item for a hundred dollars, Fujiwara Tōru felt his skin wasn't that thick.
But if it was a ten-dollar item reported for a hundred dollars, then he had no pressure.
He wasn't going to use free stuff and lose money. He was going to use it to earn money and earn money for the CIA.
Speaking of reporting, Fujiwara Tōru thought of how his previous reports had already been approved. He had earned hundreds of millions of dollars, and combined with the money from the gray industry before, his assets had already exceeded tens of millions of dollars.
As expected, it was still better to earn big money as a fixer outside. It was much easier to get money here than in the United States!
Sakayanagi Arisu saw that Fujiwara Tōru was unwilling to say more, so she didn't ask further in that direction. This wasn't a place that interested her anyway.
She took a step forward, leaning on her trekking pole, and whispered, "Advanced Nurturing High School has changed some of its teaching philosophies, and lost a lot of support. This has caused my father a lot of trouble."
"I'm not interested in my father's troubles. The changes in the school have brought some pleasure, but also some benefits, such as the school no longer being closed-off in its management. I'll be able to see Fujiwara-senpai more often."
"Why do you want to see me?"
"There's too much information about you on the internet. Everyone says you're a genius, and I just want to see if Mr. Fujiwara is truly a genius, or a fake one."
"Then how do you want to prove it?"
Fujiwara Tōru felt a headache. This so-called Advanced Nurturing High School seemed more like a gathering place for chunibyo.
"How about we start with a game of international chess?"
"Sakayanagi-san, this kind of family game... why don't you go back to your school to play it?"
Fujiwara Tōru was too lazy to bother with her anymore.
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