Detective Conan's Cafe Owner

Chapter 122
He took the letter, looked at it, opened it, and took out the letter paper inside.

There is also a photo.

In the photo is a girl with a ponytail, a smile on her face, and a white coat.

Azusa Enomoto also came over to take a look.

"Huh? This girl seems a little familiar, has she been here before?"

"came."

Qingming nodded.

After carefully looking at the photo, he opened the drawer and put it in.

Then let go of the letter paper.

This letter was sent from the continent of Europa, a letter from a person who should have died.

Naruto Asai.

"It's really unscrupulous to use this name!"

Qingming pouted.

But having said that, I actually read the contents of the letter carefully.

Nothing special either.

I just talked about the recent situation in my heart, successfully entered a medical school for further study, and met many new friends, new friends from various countries.

But I don't know why, maybe it's because of her own reasons, so she always feels a little estranged from her new friends.

Then I thought of Qingming.

Although I feel that it is not good to contact Qingming, but because it has been a long time, I still wrote this letter. I wrote this letter with no important content, just to talk about my recent situation.

But Qingming can understand.

After all, she killed people, and there were more than one. Although everyone else thought she was dead, she was actually still alive.

Apart from herself, only Qingming knows this secret.

Qingming herself has no special feelings, but for Naomi Asai, Qingming is the person she can associate with the most sincerely, at least, she regards Qingming as a friend.

Having a common secret can indeed bring the relationship closer to each other.

"boring!"

She curled her lips again.

Then throw the letter paper directly into the drawer.

Seeing all this, Azusa Enomoto felt a little puzzled.

"Shopkeeper, don't you reply to the other party?"

"Reply to what letter? The Asai Narumi I know is a big JJ cute girl, and she died a long time ago. This is a fake, so there is no need to care about it."

Qingming waved his hand.

To this, Enomoto Azusa didn't know what to say.

She shrugged helplessly, then turned around and continued to work. By the way, she also had to consider the preparation of new coffee. She wanted to make coffee that could sell well.

Of course, you can also try to sell the pink coffee before to see how it responds.

The premise is to have guests.

"There are no guests today!"

She sighed.

Qingming didn't pay attention to these, just lifted the black cat, put it on the table, and looked at it.

"Hey, what's your name? Could it be the fifth watch or something?"

"Meow~"

"Okay, okay, I know your real name is Koizumi Hongzi, just kidding, you all have a serious generation gap with me."

"Meow~"

"Are you bored too? How about we hurt each other?"

"Meow~"

"Who is afraid of whom? Then let's start now. Anyway, idleness is idleness. It's better to do something."

"Meow~"

"Hum..."

Qingming sneered a few times.

Then one hand was raised, as if to sketch something in the air.

Azusa Enomoto looked at all this expressionlessly.

for a long time.

"The owner."

She still couldn't help but speak.

"Are you talking to a cat?"

"What are you talking to a cat? I'm talking to a witch."

"Witch? Is there a witch here? Besides you and me, there is only one black cat. Where did the witch come from?"

"The art of long-distance dialogue, you don't even understand it."

Qingming waved his hand impatiently.

Then he continued to do his own thing, as if he didn't intend to say anything more.

But Azusa Enomoto walked directly to the counter with a curious expression on her face.

"Then what did you say to the witch?"

"It's nothing, we're discussing and making gestures to see if the witch's magic is better, or my Taoism is better."

"How to compare?"

"First of all, we must first increase the number of customers in the coffee shop, and then lure others to drink three cups of Mengpo soup to help them realize their wishes. If the wish is successfully fulfilled, then I win, if not, then I lose gone."

Qingming explained.

That's what fighting the witch is about.

Of course, winning or losing is not determined by one game, anyway, it is boring to be idle, and you can keep playing.

Treat people who want to realize their wishes as playthings.

Azusa Enomoto didn't realize this, but opened her eyes wide, expressing that she caught the key and was careful.

"Get more customers in the coffee shop? Can it be done?"

"It was just a small magic of the witch, so that many customers would not come in even if they passed by the store. It can be easily removed."

"..."

So the shopkeeper knew the reason for the poor business, but he didn't remove the witch's magic?

owner...

It was so deceitful, even he himself was defrauded, obviously all the money he made was his own.

Well, I know he doesn't care about money.

"You are happy, you can play slowly by yourself, hum!"

He snorted unhappily.

I didn't bother to say anything more to Qingming, and I was going to continue working.

But Qingming spoke up.

"That's right, Azi."

"Ok?"

"Don't leave so early after get off work today, stay and cook dinner for me."

"dinner?"

Hearing this, Azusa Enomoto couldn't understand.

Since moving to the manor, Qingming hasn't had dinner at the coffee shop, it's all prepared by Qian at the manor.

"Shopkeeper, did something happen to Qian?"

"What can happen to her?"

"Then why did you suddenly say you want to have dinner here instead of going back to the manor?"

"manor?"

Hearing this, Qingming squinted at her.

"Can the manor be compared to a ten-thousandth of a coffee shop? Can Qian and that little girl be compared to a ten-thousandth of yours?"

"This... Shopkeeper, although I'm very happy that you praised me, can you not say that about him?"

Put others down and elevate yourself.

Such a compliment, Enomoto Azusa expressed that she could not accept it.

"And why do you say that?"

"No reason, just do what you are asked to do. As a qualified maid, you must carry out any orders from the master to the letter, understand?"

Qingming didn't want to say anything more.

For him, the manor is just a house, like a hotel.

The coffee shop is his shelter.

Qingming, Naihe Bridge, and Meng Po Tang, without any of them, I feel a little incomplete.

Maybe it should be really expanded, adding Sansheng Stone, Wangxiang Terrace, gurgling water, flowers on the other side, and a poker-faced girl in an ancient black sailor suit who shakes a boat to pick up guests.

It's a pity, other things are okay, the girl is really hard to find.

Qingming secretly sighed.

Azusa Enomoto didn't know what he was thinking, but just refuted his words.

"I'm just a waiter here, not a real maid, why should I listen to you?!"

"If you don't listen, don't listen. Hurry up and go to work. I still have to fight with the witch. Besides, not only today, but every day from now on, I will prepare breakfast and dinner for me. state."

"what?"

Azusa Enomoto opened her eyes wide, as if she couldn't believe Qingming's words.

"Are you going to live here again? Why don't you go home?"

"..."

Qingming didn't answer, but just stared at her expressionlessly.

The two looked at each other like that.

for a long time.

In the end, it was Azusa Enomoto who couldn't bear it first and shook her head quickly.

"Okay, okay, I don't care about you, you can do whatever you want, really..."

Muttering, turned and went to work.

Qingming pouted.

Family?
nonexistent.

It was just a house, a relatively large house, with two strangers, like a hotel.

It goes without saying.

Continue talking to the black cat.

Taoist priests and witches have more in common.

(End of this chapter)