me, the protagonist

Because of the audience, outdoor performances gain a lot more fame than simply practicing in clubs.

Coupled with the proficiency accumulated in the previous practice, Sakura Yamabuki has fully mastered the proficiency of the songs at hand in just two outdoor performances.

"Today is over here, I am Sakura Yamabuki, thank you for your support!"

This time the show ended later than last time, and the sky was completely dark.It was still quite cold outside in early December, but the audience was very enthusiastic, and when they heard that it was about to end, they all showed regretful expressions.

"Can you play that "Floating Time"* again? I heard from my friends that it sounds good, but I can't find this style of song on the Internet."

"That is to say, I plan to record it with my mobile phone and listen to it later."

"Will Miss Yamabuki come tomorrow?"

……

"I won't be here for a while," Yamabuki Sakura looked at the time, quickly took out the hand-painted briefings prepared in her schoolbag, distributed them to the audience, and said with a smile: "But starting tomorrow, I will broadcast live at a fixed time. Please support us a lot!"

The crowd suddenly turned from sadness to joy, and they took the briefing and looked at it carefully.

Originally, it would be faster to print out after designing with a computer, but Yamabuki Sakura has been relatively poor recently, and she has not learned how to operate PS after being taught by the system several times, so in the end she can only draw all of them by hand.

After finishing part-time work every day, I draw carefully for an hour or two, and it takes several weeks to accumulate such a stack.

Sakura Yamabuki packed her things and saw that everyone was perusing the briefing she received. She smiled contentedly, put on a scarf and quietly pulled the speaker and left.

After the winter, the weather suddenly turned cold, and there were some street fights from time to time, so many shops closed down.

The cafe is doing alright.Some people are here for the "Super Pretty Girl Waitress" at first.Later, I found out that there were also handsome mixed-race guys in the store, and the food was also very good, which was well received.

When the guests got up to leave, Sakura Yamabuki went over to clean up the table and showed an energetic smile: "Thank you for your patronage!"

"Sakura-chan worked hard too!"

The middle-aged office workers feel that their exhaustion after a tiring day has been healed, and a few small flowers float out of their backs, and they push the door and leave contentedly.

The main consumer group of this store at night has become middle-aged men and young women at some point.

The reason for the former patronage is easy to understand, as for the latter—

"Hey, Sakura-chan, Mr. Amuro hasn't come back yet?"

When Sakura Yamabuki cleaned up the table and was about to leave, JK at the booth next to her raised her head and asked, her voice full of frustration: "We haven't seen Mr. Amuro for a week, a whole week!"

The friend opposite her wiped her tears with a handkerchief: "I want to drink the coffee brewed by Mr. himself..."

"Well, Senior's words..." Yamabuki Sakura held the tray with one hand, pointed her chin with her fingertips and thought for a while: "It is said that I have something to leave for a few days."

"Did you not say when to come back?"

Yamabuki Sakura shook her head: "No."

"Don't do that kind of thing!" JK broke down and hugged his head: "This world without Mr. Amuro can't last a day!"

Yamabuki Sakura:!

There are people in the world who suffer so much because they can't see their seniors.

"Wait for me a moment," Sakura Yamabuki thought for a while, and quickly brought out a cup of whipped milk froth from the counter. Under the watchful eyes of two JKs, she used a small silver spoon to carve out a pair of meat pads cute cat paws.

"This is a new trick that Amuro-senpai plans to introduce when he comes back. Today is a special service." She pushed the coffee in front of JK, smiled and said, "Be happy."

JK stared blankly at her for two seconds, and suddenly a pink bubble rose behind her and hugged her: "Sakura-chan, I love you!"

Sakura Yamabuki smiled brightly: "Me too!"

Just being reminded by the guest, Sakura Yamabuki was also a little curious, what happened to Amuro-senpai after returning to his hometown for so long?

Her emotions were written all over her face.As soon as I got back to the counter, the store manager asked, "What's the matter?"

Yamabuki Sakura didn't have the slightest sense of being seen through, and she was hooked as soon as she fell, "Manager, did Amuro-senpai say when he will come back?"

"You're talking about that," the store manager said with a troubled expression on his face, "Who knows, I just hope nothing happens to him."

Yamabuki Sakura: "Didn't senior go back to his hometown?" How to say it seems to be on a road of no return.

The store manager lowered his voice and said, "Do you know where he moved here?"

Sakura Yamabuki shook her head.

"Mihua Town, it's that Mihua Town!" The store manager said excitedly, "It's the crime capital of Mihua Town, where there is an average of one murder a week, and bombs seem to be everywhere!"

"Crime, crime capital?"

Yamabuki Sakura was stunned for a moment, and she quickly recalled: "So, it seems that most of the cases reported in the news happened there..."

"Right? I told Amuro that it's best not to go back, but he wouldn't listen," the store manager looked as if Toru Amuro was dead, turned his head and tightly held Sakura Yamabuki's hand, and said tearfully:

"Sakura-chan, don't run around, Mihua Town is extremely dangerous, so don't go there!"

"But," Sakura Yamabuki thought for a while, "according to the store manager's description, isn't it similar to Yokohama?"

Maybe Yokohama has a little more abnormal death toll.

Store Manager:  …

Was speechless.

Rice Flower Town, Polo Coffee Shop.

"Are you all right, Amuro-san," asked the waitress at the counter, "You've been sneezing several times since just now."

The three children were staring at the sandwiches eagerly at the counter, and the little girl Ayumi among them was also worried: "Do you have a cold? The temperature has dropped a lot recently."

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern," Toru Amuro smiled gently, and changed the subject: "You have ordered a cake, is there any event tomorrow?"

"Yes," the boy named Mitsuhiko explained: "Because there will be a quiz next week, everyone made an appointment to go to Dr. Ali's house for a reading club!"

The little girl added: "Conan will also go, his grades are particularly good."

"Really," Amuro smiled, and said in the tone of talking to children: "Then I must make the most delicious cake to reward everyone."

Several children cheered, but Amuro's eyes fell on the dining table behind.

A boy with glasses in a small suit and shorts was sitting there. He was Conan. He was very smart. Sometimes he had a sense of maturity far beyond his peers. He was an incredible child.

But speaking of incredible...

Toru Amuro was taken aback, thinking of that impossibly perfect beautiful girl in Yokohama.Just then someone called him:

"Brother Amuro, what is this? "Straight", "Welcome to view"...uh. "Because of incomplete knowledge of Chinese characters, another boy named Yuantai stumbled in reading.

In his hand is a hand-drawn briefing.

A cold girl glanced behind him, and said indifferently: ""It will be broadcast live on the Internet at that time, welcome to watch"-this is what is written on it. "

"Hey——" several children exclaimed in unison, and Ayumi was the most interested. She asked, "Brother Amuro has any friends who are Internet idols?"

Toru Amuro skillfully cut the sandwiches, divided them into several portions and put them on the plate with a smile: "She is working hard towards this goal."

"It's amazing!" Ayumi exclaimed, "She must be a great beauty!"

Toru Amuro just wanted to explain something, when Mitsuhiko found a new message on the briefing: "Look, the time here is exactly tomorrow night!"

"Then let's watch it together after the study session is over!"

They quickly reached a consensus.

Conan in the back took a sip of his drink and looked at Toru Amuro who treated the child with ease, but unexpectedly the other party turned his eyes and smiled at him.

Conan choked.

"...I can't even imagine this guy chasing Internet idols."

Even he was a little curious.

The author says:

*Song from "Light Music Girl"

(It should go without saying that someone died the next night