Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

"He said there would be three quilts, but he really only gave us three. When he went to get them, I clearly saw that there were other quilts there."

It was obvious that people probably came to stay at this place from time to time. In Taro's eyes, the shrine owner's refusal to provide more bedding was greedy, as if he wanted to see if there would be other guests tonight.

The shrine only has two pairs of rooms on the left and right, with the deity's seat in the middle. So where do other people stay? They probably want to collect the money and then have them squeeze in with the others.

Sitting in the room to the right of the shrine, Jintaro sat on the wooden floor with a disgruntled expression, patted his hand, and complained that the shrine couldn't even afford to lay out tatami mats.

"No one coming... no one coming... ah!"

Unfortunately, his wish did not come true. Not long after Jintaro started muttering to himself, there was another commotion outside the shrine. Through the windows on the roof, the people peering out saw two men pushing bicycles in.

“They look like they’re from Kyoto too. Look at their clothes, there’s a chain motorcycle shop in Kyoto that has uniforms that look like that.” Shintaro pointed at the two men and then nudged Yata.

"It's the motorcycle we saw last time."

It's not a big brand; it only has four or five stores in Kyoto, and its factory is in the suburbs. Because the motorcycles are of very good quality, and because Jintaro has a habit of riding his bicycle and doing stunts in his spare time, he paid special attention to it.

"That's quite a coincidence," Ye Tai chuckled.

"Just saying."

"I said it's a coincidence because that motorcycle shop is owned by Masuyama. What are you talking about?" Kuromaru Yata's expression was calm. He noticed that the two men had also taken out money to give to the shrine owner, but were led to his residence.

"It seems that the shrine owner does have some brains. Masuyama gave those two people at least five times the money, so he must have made those two squeeze in with him."

Kuromaru Yata's guess was wrong, because after the shrine master handed two quilts to the two men, he tidied up his own quilts and went to the small shop next to the main hall where fortune slips were kept. He then took a few wooden planks and blocked the place where people could communicate, making sure there was no draft.

"He seems to be used to it." "Never mind, as long as we have a room, that's fine." Jintaro sat down against the wall and asked Masuyama curiously, "Mr. Masuyama, since you created a motorcycle company, why don't you name the brand after yourself?"

Even though the current brand name, Hongda, sounds like someone else's surname.

“I just came up with a normal name. It would feel a bit strange to use my name.” Masuyama rubbed his eyes. “My ancestors used to live at the foot of the mountain. They were woodcutters who sold firewood. It would be too strange to use my name as a motorcycle license plate.”

"Really... Ah! That guy has already claimed a blanket for himself!"

When Jintaro looked up, he noticed that Kudo Yuji was lying peacefully in a blanket, wrapped up tightly in it.

"Miyano, go sleep with Marina." Yata emphasized to Jintaro in his shock, "You two use two blankets, and give us the mattress underneath. The three of us will use the blankets sideways."

"That makes sense, it won't be crowded that way."

Jintaro clapped his hands and immediately told Yata and Masuyama to make up the beds and lie down. After a few minutes, he said...

"But... my feet are so cold..."

Lying between Yata and Masuyama, he raised his upper body and looked at the two people on his left and right who were sleeping on their sides with their legs bent, forcing him to sleep upright. He rubbed their slightly cold feet together.

"Hey……"

He took Ye Tai's clothes and covered his feet with them, waiting until he felt a little warm before falling asleep peacefully. (End of Chapter)