Chapter 48 The tsundere will be defeated!
Fujino's second floor.
Looking at the detective agency that had just been set up, Fujino couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.
The detective office is located on the right side of the second floor of the Fujino family's four-story building. The room is about 100 square meters and is divided into three rooms and one living room.
The [-]-square-meter bedroom inside is an office area. There is a desk in the bedroom by the window, and an ergonomic chair in front of the desk, and a sofa next to the door. There is also a tea table in front of the sofa.
Another second bedroom has a security door installed, which displays contracts for various commissions he accepted, as well as some souvenirs he received when completing commissions.
For example, the signed poster of Yoko Okino, the broken dagger of a murderer bound by a tortoise shell, and the knocked-off helmet of a certain curator.
It can be regarded as a thought.
The layout of the reception room is similar to that of the office. The main theme is simple style, and the configuration is about the same level as the reception room of a large company.
"I have to say, the 100 million is still well worth the money."
Looking at the room that finally looked like a detective agency, Fujino nodded with satisfaction.
"Jingle Bell!"
At this time, the phone rang again.
Fujino took out the phone, stared at the note: [Shibasaki Mieko] paused, and immediately answered the phone.
"Detective Fujino, have you investigated who Tatsuya likes?"
The urgent voice of Mieko Shibazaki came from the other end of the phone.
Fujino narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this, and heard some noisy sounds in the background on the other end of the phone.
Is Mieko Shibasaki at the concert now? After thinking for a moment, he replied: "The investigation is almost complete now, and I will probably give you an answer tomorrow."
"Is that right?"
Mieko Shibasaki on the other end of the phone was stunned when she heard this.
She really didn't expect Fujino to be so efficient.
It's only been a few days......
It is worthy of such a high commission.
"I may not have time tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow. I will go to your place after the concert."
After finishing speaking, Mieko Shibazaki hung up the phone.
"So, will their concert end the day after tomorrow with a celebration banquet?"
Fujino put the phone away, and murmured: "It seems to be hurrying..."
That afternoon, at the entrance of Tatsuya Kimura's studio.
Fujino put on work clothes, covered his face with a blue hat and mask, and sneaked into Kimura Tatsuya's studio in the name of repairing water pipes.
The interior of Kimura Tatsuya's studio is very spacious, with all kinds of musical instruments. His posters are posted on the walls, and many pieces of music are neatly arranged on the table in the corner.
Fujino looked around, and immediately turned on the enhanced perception.
Soon, he found a group photo in a hidden place.
The background of the group photo is an underground concert.
Kimura Tatsuya stood on the stage, looking at a girl with freckles, neither good-looking nor ugly.
Their eyes were full of longing for the future.
"The proud will be defeated!"
Fujino sighed, put the photo in his pocket and left the studio with a sigh.
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"Tatsuya, there is a concert tomorrow, remember to get up early and eat."
"Stop rambling!"
"Why are you like an old lady?!"
"I'm doing this for your own good too."
The entrance of Tatsuya Kimura's studio.
Terahara Mari looked at Kimura Tatsuya's disappearing back, with a fierce look in his eyes.
After a sigh, she got back in the car and was about to drive home.
But just when she sat down on her seat, she felt something was wrong under her butt.
It seems like there is a foreign object...
She raised her butt and saw a picture.
That is a photo of her when she was in the orchestra with Tatsuya Kimura.
Looking at the group photo taken a long time ago, a lonely expression appeared on her face, "He was not like this before...why."
"It should have fallen when he got off the car."
She sighed and picked up the photo. Just as she was about to put it away and return it tomorrow, she saw the lyrics behind the photo: [I want to convey it to you without makeup].
"What do you want to convey to Su Yan?"
Terahara Mari couldn't help but wonder.
Looking at the lyrics, the pupils in her eyes gradually dilated.
A moment later, a tear dripped and wet the photo.
She held the photo tightly in her hand, and looked towards the direction of the studio: "Tatsuya, could it be..."
"Tatsuya, open the door quickly."
Mari Terahara knocked on the door of Kimura Tatsuya's studio and shouted repeatedly.
"Ugly, what are you doing looking for me if you don't go home?"
Kimura Tatsuya opened the door, asked impatiently, and then noticed the photo in Mari Terahara's hand.
Dazed for a moment, he hurriedly snatched it over, "This photo...how is it here with you?!"
"Just now you left the photo on the car."
"Strange, I didn't bring this photo with me..."
Kimura Tatsuya scratched the back of his head suspiciously.
But before he finished speaking, Mari Terahara interrupted him: "So, you wrote the lyrics behind that photo?"
"Have you seen everything?"
Kimura Tatsuya was stunned when he heard this and looked sideways.
There was a little flush on that dishonest face, "I originally planned to write it out as a surprise for you after I went solo... That's right, these lyrics are all written for you, an ugly bastard!"
Terahara Mari was surprised: "Then why did you call me ugly?"
"Who told you to have plastic surgery without my consent!"
He took a deep breath and said, "I've never said that you are ugly. Your original appearance is already pretty, okay?"
Terahara Mari was stunned when she heard this.
Suddenly, she seemed to have figured it all out.
That's right, since she had plastic surgery, Tatsuya seems to have never cared about her anymore, and even made things difficult for him.
Is it all because of plastic surgery? "Tatsuya, are you..."
"If you know it, don't say it, it's embarrassing!"
The blush on Kimura Tatsuya's face became even worse, as if he was a young boy who had just fallen in love.
Hearing this, Terahara Mari hugged her up, and tears flowed down her eye sockets.
There is regret, or emotion or something...
In short, there will be a big battle that can kill people tonight.
Not far from the battlefield, Fujino was sitting in a Ford Taurus.
Seeing that the lights in the studio not far away were extinguished, his expression became strange.
"So, tsundere and all that kind of stuff have long since left the environment..."
After a moment, he took a deep breath, tilted his chin and murmured.
Looking at the window with the lights off not far away, an aunt's smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth.
No one would know that there is an invisible hand secretly promoting the development of everything.
To be honest, this feeling is not bad.
(End of this chapter)