Fuyuki Canteen

Mysterious offline gatherings in chat rooms.

The next day, Saturday of the appointed day.

Kuroba Kaito finished dealing with the request of Ome Nakamori Aoko who lived next door to go shopping together, slipped back to the mansion, hesitated for a long time in front of the mirror in the bathroom, and chose to disguise himself.

Instead of changing into the Teidan High School uniform of Shinichi Kudo’s style, which is already in the closet, I kept the unremarkable black boy’s uniform jacket and trousers with a stand-up collar from Ekoda High School, and used a certain method to make my conspicuous facial features Some sort of subtle change.The raised black hair is smooth, the pupils wear contact lenses to pretend to be harmless and ordinary dark brown, the facial muscles are adjusted, the eyebrows droop slightly, and the expression is innocent. In the mirror, a strange high school student is fresh out of the oven.

Even so, Kuroba was still not at ease, walked around in front of the bathroom mirror, redesigned a set of walking style and another person's expression and character design, and used some tricks to change his body shape, and Finding a pair of old-fashioned and dull black-rimmed glasses to put on, he nodded in satisfaction to the self in the mirror who looked exactly like Pai Ruo.

Fully prepared.

The voice is also changed.

The false voice master Kidd thought so.

As for what kind of character he should show, it depends on his live performance in combination with the characters in the chat room.

At least I didn't dress up as a high school girl to meet them, kind enough.

Kuroba raised his glasses with his index and middle fingers together, looked at the women's clothing that filled his other large wardrobe, shrugged and thought.

So what is a good name to use?

On the eve of Kuroba Kaito's arrival, homestay at twelve o'clock.

Three outstanding men are sitting together to negotiate, the atmosphere is very harmonious, but there is a trace of weirdness in the harmony.

This made none of the female customers around who secretly photographed them dare to muster up the courage to strike up a conversation, and was blocked three meters away by this strange aura.

Obviously, when they were sitting alone together, there was no such atmosphere...

The Yan-controlled girls bit their small handkerchiefs bitterly in their hearts.

It was all the fault of the goblin-like man who came in last.

But he also looks good with long hair, and with a ponytail, and the earrings are even more amazing, woo woo woo.

Unable to hear the shouts in the hearts of the girls, the three veterans in the chat room were still drinking their drinks in a strange atmosphere.

If you want to know how the three of them sat together, you have to start when the young man with the hair color of the heroine of Marysu literature entered the door.

"Is this right here, marshmallow sauce?"

The beautiful young man with rainbow-colored long hair walked up to the handsome foreign guy with white hair and light purple eyes, and asked with a smile.

"Ah, that's right here." The white-haired young man drinking marshmallow hot cocoa looked at him in surprise, but then he squinted his slender eyes and smiled with interest, "It's Mei Li Are you dear~? Or is it Xiao Ganli?"

"Well, just call me Merlin." The sharp-eared young man with a goblin-like appearance didn't look surprised at all, he calmly pulled out his chair and sat down, while raising his right arm and looking towards a certain far corner, he was looking at them The black-haired young man waved it and greeted him cordially, "Why doesn't Xiao Ganle come over?"

The expression of the black-haired young man who was still watching the show with a smile on his face froze immediately.

Although he quickly recovered his natural smile, when he put away the computer and walked to the table of the two foreign youths, his red eyes full of subtle expressions still revealed his true emotions.

"It's our first time meeting, Cotton Candy Sauce, Meili." The black-haired young man found a seat, sat down with a smile on his face, and said, "I'm Amara. My real name is Orihara Rinya, just call me Orihara."

"Bryan Jesso." The white-haired young man took a sip of the hot chocolate, still squinting his eyes and smiling, "Just call me Bai Lan, Mei Liqin, ah. No, it's Meilinqin and Xiao Linye?"

Woohoo, this title.

So mushy.

...But it seems a little cute when you taste it carefully.

Just as the girls who listened to their conversation with their ears pricked up were vacillating between having goosebumps and exclaiming how cute they were, the wind chimes at the door rang again.

A handsome man in a khaki trench coat walked in.With his hands in his pockets, he has a chic posture, a slender figure, and a handsome face under dark brown curly hair. His iris-colored eyes are slightly raised, and his bright and melancholic temperament reminds him of a writer or a detective.

As soon as he came in, he walked towards the table very skillfully.

"Oh, everyone arrived really early." The brown-haired young man looked around the three handsome guys with different styles with a smile on his face, and tapped his forehead in distress, "Let me guess... This is Gan Le, this is Cotton Candy-san, and this is Mei Li? It's a pity that there are no lovely young ladies."

Every time he announced a name, his eyes would turn to someone.

First the elegant young man with black hair and red pupils, then the foreign youth with white hair and an inverted crown tattoo, and finally the mysterious youth with long rainbow-colored hair.

The apparently British man, who identified himself as Merlin, ate a marshmallow ice cream roll that Prynne had shared with him.

It must be mentioned that in order to eat dessert, he made a hair tie and tied his long hair, which was shining brightly in the sun, into a long ponytail. The color of that delicate dessert also unexpectedly matched his Temperament to match.

At this moment, he was biting a mouthful of ice cream, and he just responded vaguely.

The white-haired young man smiled and applauded: "That's amazing! You guessed everything right~"

The black-haired young man next to him looked at him, blinked his eyes, and said, "Is it a martyrdom? He really is a handsome guy. Yuriko hasn't arrived yet, so I need to wait a while~"

"Hey?" The young man in the windbreaker showed a somewhat disappointed expression, "Then I'll go to the boss to order some food first. Have you all had lunch yet?"

It's like an ordinary fellowship atmosphere.All of them are handsome guys with good looks and different types, and they also have good smiles, and the picture of staying together is even more pleasing to the eye.But I don't know why, it just makes people feel that something is wrong.

This is what Kuroba Kaito saw when he entered the door.

He felt a chill down his spine after a long absence from the identical smiles on the faces of the people at that table.

What's this?Fake Smile League?

……very scary.

Kuroba Kaito tried his best to hold his poker face, but he still hesitated at the door of the store.

He looked around and found that there was only one table in the store that met the size standard of a chat room dinner, so he reluctantly walked over.

The closer he got, the more he pretended to be shy and uneasy.

Of course, part of the unease is not a disguise.No matter how you look at it, the atmosphere surrounding these four men is very abnormal, they are not simple characters.

It is said that there are not many ordinary people in the boss's store.

But is it necessary to pretend to be a woman in an Internet chat room?Obviously they are all good-looking pool noodles instead of loser or NEET?

Not yet knowing the true identity of the Nites squatting in a certain former administrator's house, Kaito Kuroba desperately recognized the fact that there was no woman at the table, so he had no choice but to walk over slowly, posing Asked with an anxious look:

"Excuse me, everyone, is this a meeting in the chat room?"

Surprisingly, one of the dark brown curly-haired young men's eyes lit up, and a pair of well-shaped iris-colored pupils looked over, filled with sparkling joy: "Is it a small herring?"

This tone...

Is it Sacrifice Sang?

Heiyu subconsciously came up with the answer, so he nodded: "Ah, it's me. Could it be Sangqing Sang?"

"That's right, it's me!" Probably the only young man in the chat room who didn't lie about his gender like Kuroba looked around, "Didn't Yuriko come with you?"

The implication is that the lily of the bell family has not come yet.

Can I still have a little bit of hope that there may be a real JK?

But the most urgent thing is to answer the question of the person in front of him.

"Senior Suzuko?" Kuroba smiled wryly, showing a dazed look, "I don't know either. She should come with her friends, right?"

"Hey, it seems we'll have to wait a little longer." The curly brown-haired young man sighed, and stretched out his hand to beckon Kuroba to sit beside him. "Here, little herring! I'm Osamu Dazai, just call me Dazai."

Osamu Dazai?

Is it the same name and surname as that famous writer?Is it a pseudonym?

But the pseudonym is too obvious.And there is no trace of him lying at all.

Kuroba, who is very good at observing changes in human micro-expressions, was puzzled for a moment.

However, the young man who claimed to be Osamu Dazai was very keenly aware of his thoughts, and said with a smile:

"Is this name familiar? Last time I met a person with the same name as me in the store. I was really shocked. This name is really popular, isn't it?"

etc.I can hear this, he is talking nonsense with his eyes open.

Kuroba blushed.

Even if someone really has the same name as Osamu Dazai, the credibility of the last half sentence is still worrying.

No matter how you think about it, the pen name of a well-known writer will not become the name of the public.Especially the one who committed suicide... If you think about it carefully, it seems that she really died for love.

Kuroba, who remembered Dazai's ID in the chat room, almost couldn't maintain his poker face, and looked at him with a strange look.

The guy in front of him is not a fanatical admirer of that writer, is he?

Not knowing that his thoughts at the moment had subtly collided with a certain writer, Kuroba adjusted the expression on his face, and responded a little shyly to the brown-haired senior's question, "What's the name of the little herring?"

"Ah, my name is Doi Take Shu. You can call me Ake or Shu, seniors, whatever you want."

Doi Tucker Tree.

This is the pseudonym he used in a certain murder incident. After the Japanese pseudonym is messed up, it can be reorganized into "Kaitou Kidd".

Although it was discovered by the detectives last time, it shouldn't matter if you use it here.

Because these guys seem to prefer to call me "little red", "little herring" and other nicknames in a mess.

The author has something to say:

Smile boys appear!

Terrible men speak with wavy lines~

Very sleepy tonight.A bug will be fixed tomorrow.