The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

Going around, the initial guess turned out to be right, Gojo Satoru's ex-girlfriend was me.

God, what did I ask him?

Ask him if he likes his ex-girlfriend very much, ask him why he broke up in the first place...

And how did he answer me?

【Um. 】

[Because I was too bad back then. 】

I clearly recalled the slightly distorted voice on the phone receiver that night in my mind, and I almost wanted to go back in time on the spot and cover my mouth that curiosity killed the cat.

"Mr. Gojo..."

Facing the white-haired young man sitting on the other side, I stuttered and spoke.

As a result, at the next moment, I felt my hand being pulled, the palm facing upwards, and the safety buckle, which still had a trace of warmth, was placed in the middle.

"From now on, call me Wutiao."

The white-haired young man let go of his hand, and seemed to be still for a while, and then smiled at me after a while.

He stood up, picked up the sunglasses from the table and put them on, and glanced at me through the gap in his blue eyes: "I'll pick you up early on Saturday morning, remember to bring good things, Peach Jam."

After finishing speaking, before I could answer, Gojo Satoru had already turned and left.

I:……

Should he be considerate?He knows how to give me space.

However, why don't I understand what is coming to pick me up on Saturday?

Seeing Gojo Satoru disappear in place as soon as he walked out of the coffee shop, I sat on the booth, confused, feeling like my brain was rusted.

In my palm, the familiar jade brings me courage like many times in the past.

And I lifted it up, stared at the light for a long time, then opened the box I carried with me, replaced some worn red strings, and put them in the box for storage.

The brand-new red rope hung the warm jade and fell to my chest, which was a little cold.

And I'm just thinking about a question.

——I must have liked him very much back then.

That's why I gave him the safety button that is so important to me.

So what happened to cause me to walk away from the person who was willing to let me give away the safety buckle?

I drank the drink in the cup, sat on the chair, and sighed for a while.

Probably... a sad story.

I picked up the bag and went to the counter to check out. After being told by Azusa Enomoto with a gentle face that the payment had been made, I forced myself to stand there and slowed down before going out to find a certain current boyfriend.

"It seems that Wutiao-san has already talked to Taojiang, Taojiang will follow me from Monday to Friday, and go to him in two days on weekends."

Dazai stretched out his hand to help me tidy up the broken hair on my cheek, and said.

"Uh, wait a minute, Dazai-kun...Actually, I don't know what is going on with the weekend and Monday you mentioned?"

I really can't blame me for not being able to help but think wrongly. Hearing his words in the current special state of mind, it seems ambiguous. At first glance, it sounds like some kind of sandwich biscuit plot ORZ.

"I can't tell Taojiang the specifics at the moment. The only thing I can reveal is that it has something to do with the predicament you are currently encountering."

The young man rubbed my head: "Anyway, during this time, for the sake of Taojiang's safety, please ask Taojiang not to leave my or Gotiao-san's field of vision."

Be lied to.

I really don't like this feeling of powerlessness and ignorance.

I opened my mouth, trying to fight for myself again, who would have thought that the person on the opposite side was like a roundworm in my stomach, so he raised his index finger and tapped on my lips.

"I really can't let Taojiang know, it will affect our plan, so please, just be patient for a while."

Dazai's talking eyes were gentle with a little bit of cute harassment, and his voice was low and soft: "I promise, when I can talk, I will tell Taojiang as soon as possible, okay?"

...Very well, he did it again.

I'm getting tired of watching it!

But, heck, there's a saying that tricks don't have to be old, they just have to be useful—for example, that's what I do.

So the ending is that I accepted the above arrangement, and I plan to pack a small bag as soon as I go back, and use it to pack my two-day change of clothes on weekends.

"By the way, Taojiang, since the accident, have you contacted the Maori lady who has a good relationship with you?"

On the way home, Dazai suddenly asked me.

"Not yet," I shook my head, and when I talked about this topic, I felt a little dejected, "At first, I didn't want her to worry, and I planned to report to her directly when she recovered... Later, I didn't want to accept what happened if she and other people I also forgot what I should do, so I have been procrastinating until now."

"So, do you want to make a call now? We must now check out all the people we know around Taojiang. At this time, she should not be asleep yet."

Dazai took out his phone, checked the time, and asked me.

"it is good."

Although I was still a little afraid of being forgotten by my friends, I thought about it and chose to muster up the courage to make a call.

"Beep-beep-"

In the handset, the regular dialing sound disappeared, and my heart also sank.

Sure enough, it wasn't picked up until the phone rang six or seven times.

"Hello? That... May I ask who you are..."

Xiaolan's familiar voice came from the receiver, with clear hesitation and embarrassment: "Sorry, I can't remember when I exchanged contact information with you."

"Ah, I'm Lin Tao. I met Miss Mori and Mr. Kudo when we were investigating the case. It's normal that Miss Mori has no impression."

I tried my best to smile, and said gently into the microphone: "That's right, I have a case that I want to entrust to Mr. Kudo, but since I didn't leave his contact information at the time, I can only contact Ms. Mori. "

"Oh, so that's the case. He just went out on something. Let me send you his number."

The girl on the opposite side replied with a good temper.

After hanging up the phone, I quickly received a series of mobile phone numbers that had already been entered into the address book, but unfortunately I was not in the mood to call the other party at this time.

The feeling of being forgotten by a good friend is too uncomfortable.

I thought lowly.

"There's still one person I haven't contacted yet, Tao Jiang, cheer up, there might be a turning point."

I heard Dazai's voice cheering me up, I patted my cheek, and decided to give it a go and finish it quickly.

There is only one left, so no miracle will happen, right?

When I called Kudo Shinichi, I thought aimlessly, but the following facts told me that I was wrong.

Kudo Shinichi really remembers me.

Although I want Xiaolan to remember it more, it can be regarded as a little more happy thing.

After hanging up the phone, I breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, now that there is one more person who hasn't forgotten Peach Jam, things are getting better and better."

The smile on the young man's lips was too good-looking, he nodded thoughtfully, and then asked me, "Taojiang, do you want to work part-time at the Armed Detective Agency?"