“The shop?” I ask, turning my head to look; a small cake shop, one popular in the Yokohama area for its gourmet (code for small but expensive, I think to myself) cakes, cupcakes, and bakery treats. I make a discreet wave to my handler, though he doesn’t nod back. I’m sure he saw, nonetheless, if he’s watching me so closely. “All right, why don’t we go to the cake shop?” I stand back up and begin heading that direction, though keeping close to this lost girl. “Is there someone there waiting for you, or are you by yourself?”
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Kyouka followed close behind. “I’m by myself.” That time, at least. It seemed like some place Ranpo would go, though, so she’d probably return with him at some point. She was just scoping out new places at the moment to see what around the city was good and worth spending Atsushi’s money on. The activity had quickly become a hobby during her free time between jobs, and while alone, she typically relied on free samples handed out to draw in more of a crowd. “Do you have a friend there?” It didn’t take too much observation to note a connection between her and a man who was already at the shop.
