The originally deserted barbecue restaurant gradually became filled with people, and the aroma of beer mixed with meat continued to flow into the man's lungs and stomach along with the air.
The Adam's apple rolled a bit, and the greedy man had taken the bait.
“Luxury sign.”
Entering the private room, the woman who sat down didn't even glance at the menu. She raised her head and smiled and said, "Another beer and a glass of watermelon juice."
"Okay, wait a minute, you two."
The waiter who quickly took note turned around and left. Katsuki Uehara, who was sitting in his seat and looking around, raised his eyebrows: "You are so familiar with the set menu. Have you come here a lot?"
"That's right. Whether it's the barbecue ingredients or the specially prepared dipping sauces, this store is of top quality. I think you won't be disappointed."
Miwako Sato took off her suit jacket and threw it on the empty seat next to her. The white shirt was particularly charming under the colorful neon lights outside the window.
Katsumi Uehara, who leaned back slightly against the back of the seat and crossed his legs, did not hide the admiration in his eyes.
"If you look at it again, I'll poke you in the eye with this shelf. Use local ingredients and bake it."
After unbuttoning the top two buttons of her white shirt, her slender neck was perfectly reflected in the man's eyes. Miwako Sato arranged the tableware at hand without raising her head and spoke.
Katsuki Uehara didn't care at all, but smiled even brighter: "I suggest you share half with me to taste it."
"Boy, here are the beer, watermelon juice, and the appetizers provided by our restaurant. The meat will take about 3 to 5 minutes to prepare."
"Thanks."
Ignoring Hara Katsumi's polite thanks from Miwako, the next second she turned to leave, she reached out and patted away her partner's hand that had almost reached in front of the beer glass——
"In fact, this glass of watermelon juice is yours."
Smiling and pushing the watermelon juice in front of the man, Sato Miwako spoke very slowly, so slowly that even a child could easily hear the teasing: "The wound has just been bandaged, and the doctor's advice is not to drink. Otherwise, once
If the injury worsens, it will be useless no matter how much you visit the Guan Gong statue."
"That was just an accident. I have always believed in science and do not engage in feudal superstition."
Uehara Katsumi picked up a chopstick and put the side dish into his mouth, feeling the sour and spicy taste, and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "It tastes really good."
"So, is this an accident?"
"Of course, but this is no longer something that can be solved by praying to gods and Buddhas. In terms of the winery's business style, the life of the undercover caught on the spot will definitely be lost. The difference is probably just in the way of death."
After inserting the straw into the cup and taking two sips, Uehara Katsumi's tone was very calm, as if he was recounting the death of an unrelated person.
Sato Miwako's heart skipped a beat: "What about the other person? Since Oikawa Kunihiko, the number one in the police academy, was sent out, then the number two who was also recruited..."
"Nahara Monna, who knows, there is a high probability that she will die too, if she is sent to the winery together."
Chewing the sour and spicy wakame, Katsuki Uehara put down his chopsticks, his expression not changing much: "Do you still remember that Reina Mizumu said before that she had brought two undercover agents, which led to suspicion? Wasn't the undercover team a man and a woman?
It’s just that the names are different. Now that I think about it, it’s normal for undercover agents to use fake names.”
"...Uehara."
"Don't look at me like that. I admit that I do feel sad. After all, we are acquaintances, but that's all."
The man, who seemed to be choking on the chili pepper, immediately turned his head away, covered his lips with one hand and coughed twice: "After all, after all, I have broken off our relationship with these two."
"I don't understand. Apart from the one Nahara Monna you said would follow you, Mr. Furuta said that you have known each other for a long time when we were in the clothing store."
Sato Miwako frowned and asked the question that she had always wanted to know the truth: "You two were photographed together in the magazine. You two even made money from the European Cup together. How could it happen later...?"
"Have you ever killed anyone, Sato?"
"????"
Sato Miwako was stunned: "What did you say?"
"You two, I've been waiting for a long time, this is from our store——"
"Put it down and just go out, thank you."
"Uh, okay, you two, please use it slowly."
The waiter, who was keenly aware that Sato Miwako's tone was very different from before, nodded sensibly, turned around and left, and the large private room fell into silence again.
"There are three children in Oikawa's family, one sister and two brothers. Among them, the name of the youngest is Oikawa Kunihiko."
Uehara Katsumi, who reached for a plate of beef tenderloin, recounted the past calmly: "Oikawa Kunihiko's family was very poor when he was a child. His mother died when he was born, leaving only an old man who seemed to have aged ten years overnight.
three children.
"In order to make a living, his sister and brother chose to work one after another to make money after graduating from high school to help reduce the family's burden. And because he was the youngest and still in school, he became the most favored child in the family.
"Later, when he was in junior high school, he met a classmate named Uehara Katsumi. Because he could always make his female classmates laugh in various ways, and he would fight and fight every day. He was a popular figure in the class and even on the entire floor. He even
I could see Katsumi Uehara sending three girls to the health room during a lunch break until——"
"Wait a minute, let's talk about the section in the health room in detail." Miwako Sato raised her hand to interrupt her partner, and turned the barbecue over.
"You can't blame me for this. They said they twisted their feet and asked me to help them get over."
A smile appeared on Uehara Katsuki's lips: "I just sent it over. I was only thirteen years old at the time."
Immediately realizing that this person was waiting for her reaction, Miwako Sato moved her hands and rolled her eyes at him angrily: "What then?"
"Then the news spread that I was staying in the health room with a girl that a certain street fighter liked. You know this kind of thing about school bullies."
Recalling the time when Katsumi Uehara said with emotion: "It's normal to fight. After all, I can't stand bullies. It's just that they were outnumbered at the time, so I lost."
Miwako Sato was speechless.
But think about it, when it comes to street fighting, strength in numbers is an absolute advantage.
"And after that?"
"Then Oikawa Kunihiko, who followed my sister home after school, saw my miserable state, and after hesitating for a while, he asked me if I wanted him to help clean the wounds on my back. That was our first encounter."
Seeing a piece of beef tongue that was already cooked, Uehara Katsumi put it into his mouth and chewed it: "But the next day, I still went my own way, and even spent a few days to catch the opportunity to buy it alone.
"The school bully was so angry that he wanted to bring foreign aid to cause trouble for me, but Oikawa Kunihiko heard about it. He thought about it and decided to tell me, so I backhandedly ambushed him on his way to school that day and took a few costumes from the orphanage.
The sweet potato sack was put over it."
"From now on, you guys have been playing together?" Miwako took a sip of beer and wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue and burped.
"Well, after all, I fought back because of the news he heard in advance, so naturally we will gradually become familiar with him. After all, we are all in the same class."
Uehara Katsuki said this with a smile in his eyes, a smile without any impurity: "You know me, people like me can't bear much grievance, so I often beat up the school bully and his accomplices.
He said he only let it go when he realized it was wrong.
"In Oikawa Kunihiko's words at the time, even if I was bleeding, I would have to bite off a few pieces of flesh from the opposite side, so he often helped me clean my wounds. The most serious injury was when I was in high school and needed eight stitches on both ankles.
That time, he was the one who carried me to the hospital."
"I heard Mr. Furuta say this before when I was in the clothing store." Sato Miwako held her chin with one hand and stared at the man in front of her who was talking about the past: "So, how did you kill people when we came here together?"
"He and I made a fortune during the European Cup, but unlike me, who had enough to eat and the whole family was not hungry, Oikawa Kunihiko bought a house, a car, brought all the family in, and gave away three-thirds of the remaining wealth.
The other two were given to his sister who has also played the role of mother since he was a child."
Katsuki Uehara, who was fiddling with his chopsticks, spoke very slowly, as if he was opening old scars from the past: "Then, when we were in our junior year, his sister was kidnapped, along with several other hostages."
——?!
Sato Miwako's pupils shrank: "Wait a minute, could you tell me?"
"I found the place where the murderer was hiding, but I didn't ignore it like I did in the previous street fights. Because the robbers not only had guns in their hands, but they also had a numerical advantage, with a total of twenty-three people.
"So, I stopped Oikawa Kunihiko who wanted to rush in to save people, and chose to notify the police."
Uehara Katsuki raised his eyes, and there was a rare sadness in his eyes, which were usually free of expressions.