[Conan] I really have a backstage

The case was solved smoothly, and the person who assisted in the investigation was Toru Amuro, the black-skinned waiter who claimed to be the disciple of Mori Kogoro.

Jingu Riho shifted his gaze from the back of Toru Amuro on the console to the table, took a sip of watermelon juice, and silently looked at Azusa Enomoto, Ran Mori, Kogoro Mori, and Conan Edogawa surrounding the table. .

The other customers of Poirot Coffee Shop had already left after the case just now, and Jingu Riho, who originally planned to leave together, was invited to stay and have a light meal together.

Thinking that it was too late to go home and cook at this time, and also that he had discovered the interesting little boy just now, Riho felt that it was understandable to stay for a meal, so he agreed after a little refusal.

Absolutely no other reason.Um.

After chatting at the dinner table and exchanging names, Amuro Toru brought out the sandwiches, pasta and cake one by one, then untied his apron and sat down, just sitting opposite Jingu Riho.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time ~ eat quickly."

Jingu Riho looked at the pasta in front of him, it was full of color and fragrance, and he believed that the taste would also be good.She took a bite with a fork, and her taste buds were instantly aroused by the taste of the food.

"How is it, is it delicious?" Amuro Toru's voice came from the opposite table.

She looked up, Amuro Toru's gaze swept across the crowd, and collided with her.

"Ah...it's delicious, Mr. Amuro's craftsmanship is very good."

"Speaking of an oolongja case, it seems that Ms. Jingu is also related to our store. If so, I should introduce myself formally again." Amuro looked into Jingu Riho's eyes, blue He reflected his face like a colored glass ball, "My name is Toru Amuro, and I'm a clerk at Poirot's Coffee Shop. Hello."

"Ah, you kid, introduce yourself when you see a good-looking girl hahahahaha." Mori Kogoro just thought he had discovered the gossip, and laughed twice as if he was looking at a little devil's head.

Riho also smiled awkwardly when he heard the words, "My name is Jingu Riho, and I'm a classmate of Mori's classmate. Nice to meet you, Mr. Amuro."

"Speaking of which, Jingu-san is really beautiful ~ blue eyes! Is Jingu-san a foreigner?" This was the voice of the child in the middle of the table, which effectively eased Riho's emotions.

When Riho heard this question, she was rolling pasta. White wine was added to this pasta, and she ate it as soon as she ate it.

"Well, not all of them, I'm mixed, my mother is Japanese and my father is German."

"Clap."

All eyes turned to Toru Amuro. He smiled apologetically and picked up the fork that had fallen from the plate. "I'm sorry, I slipped my hand."

"..."

The atmosphere cooled down again, the brief topic about Riho ended, and then everyone started a new topic, Riho had nothing to say, instead, he was more comfortable eating noodles while listening to their chat.

Toru Amuro ate noodles in silence like Riho.

The same face, the same voice, even the same German and Japanese parents—he couldn't believe it was a coincidence.

Although the picture of the deceased on TV was mosaic, he would never forget a single bit of her, even though it had been three years.

Speaking of which... he has endured parting again and again by himself, and the responsibility is on him. He is looking for sunshine in the dark alone. It has been three years since he lived like this.

In the past three years, the phrase "Remember to wait for me, Mr. Tou" appeared in his dreams countless times, and he never failed to answer these repeated words:

"Don't worry, I will wait for you."

Time flies, and it has been three years.

"Me, I'm for my sister." Probably asked about Riho again, Riho's familiar voice brought Amuro Toru back to reality, "My sister passed away unexpectedly in Japan... I always wanted to see her life place."

"Huh? I'm sorry..."

"Clap."

It was the second time, and Riho sighed softly in his heart seeing Toru Amuro smiling and saying sorry and then picking up the fork again.

[Too much, this man.Let yourself break the rules with just a pasta meal. 】

Then she continued: "It's okay, life and death are up to you. And my sister was a photographer before she was alive, and many of her works were shot in Japan, which is one of the reasons why I wanted to visit Japan. It turns out that it is really a very interesting place." What a beautiful country."

While talking, she involuntarily glanced at Toru Amuro out of the corner of her eye.

In fact, the first time she left the bathroom and walked into the hall today, she saw Mao Lilan behind him.He really hasn't changed at all, but here he is "Toru Amuro, the clerk at Café Poirot."

She had imagined many scenes of meeting, but she never expected to be so caught off guard.She really tried her best to pretend that she didn't know him, but her eyes always drifted to him involuntarily.

What's more, he actually grabbed her and took away her last bit of determination to leave here immediately.

"I see." Toru Amuro nodded after listening to Riho's words.

I don't know if it was because Amuro transparently explained the reason why she took the initiative to tell the background, but he stopped talking.Riho also breathed a sigh of relief.

[I've already said this, so please don't be curious, don't take the initiative to ask again. 】

Kaedoriin Akira knew Amuro Toru, but Jingu Riho didn't.

[Don't take the initiative to doubt me anymore, it's not good for us. 】

After saying hello, except for Azusa Enomoto and Toru Amuro who will continue to tidy up the store, Mori and the others and Riho go home separately.

Jingu Riho's health improved a lot, coupled with her repeated evasion, Mao Lilan felt relieved to let her go home alone.At this moment, she was walking alone on the street, and occasionally the LED lights of the convenience store shone across her face, revealing a expressionless face.

Although the atmosphere of this meal was a bit tense for Jingu Riho, his stomach was still filled with happiness.Amuro's craftsmanship has always been very good, and he can always remember her special tastes, such as white wine in pasta.

But sometimes, this is actually not a good thing.

Jingu Riho sighed.The meeting happened so quickly that she was not ready for how to get along.

Turning into Building B of the apartment and pressing the button on the 13th floor, Jingu Riho was still in the elevator looking for a solution.It wasn't until she entered the house and took a hot bath that she slowly relaxed.

Wrapped in pajamas and dragging sandals, Riho habitually walked to the balcony, lit a cigarette, and overlooked the night sky of Tokyo.

Then she turned her head casually, and the face of the man who was watering the flowers next door slowly became clear in the smoke, the surprise on his face melted into his black skin, and his black skin melted into the night .

Riho took a sharp breath in shock, and the cool mint feeling of Marlboro Black Ice filled her brain, causing her head to freeze for a moment and give her a headache, making her unable to think at all.