Reasoning, and then being blasted by the neighboring idol

And not only her boots, even her clothes were a little bigger...

It's like the whole person is one size smaller.

"Miura..." Asano Mio slowly raised her head, her long and curved eyelashes trembled slightly in the evening breeze.

After looking at Miura Gensuke blankly, she sat down in her seat, took out books from the drawer and put them into her schoolbag: "Long time no see..."

There was almost no emotion in the voice that responded.

Miura Gensuke was already used to it, and casually handed her a blank form on the table: "Student Future Career Intention Survey."

"It was handed out by the homeroom teacher, but this survey probably doesn't mean much to people who already have a job."

Although she is a student, Asano Mio rarely attends school, has a rather indifferent personality, and has almost no friends.

After all, in addition to being a student, she is also a member of the well-known girl idol band Dismay. Her schedule is always very full, and she often has to hold concerts and participate in promotional activities.

It's too far away from ordinary people.

After taking the form, Asano Mio picked up the pen and tapped on the paper, inadvertently leaving a mark like a cat's claw.

But after hesitating for a minute, she still didn't write anything. Instead, she looked at Miura Gensuke's face and chatted softly:

"Miura-san, can I ask you a question?"

"Okay..." Miura Gensuke, who had been staring at her chest for a long time, now had questions in his eyes.

As we all know, high school is a time when boys have a strong desire for knowledge and are very sensitive to size. Moreover, he is a high school detective and his observation skills have been maxed out, so estimating the size by eye is a piece of cake for him.

Now, he was 100% sure that Asano-san had definitely shrunk.

Going from C to B made the girl's already not-so-wealthy family situation even worse.

Could it be that she was once an evil cushion person?

Idol disqualification...

After noticing Miura Gensuke's direct gaze, Asano Mio lowered her head and immediately blushed. She covered the bow on her chest with one hand and bit her lip lightly. There was finally some emotion in her tone as she asked with a hint of annoyance:

"you……"

"Can you buy wine?"

Old man’s new book, hope everyone supports O(∩_∩)O

Chapter 2 Miss Idol has shrunk

Asano Mio's question was quite unexpected to Miura Gensuke, adding a strange atmosphere to the classroom in the twilight.

"liquor?"

"Is it wine?"

Miura Gensuke tilted his head and looked at the girl's light-colored nail polish: "I can buy it, but..."

"Is it really okay, Miura-san?" Asano Mio blinked, and a rare color that could be considered joy appeared in her beautiful eyes.

The smile was so cute that it made Miura Gensuke's heart skip a beat.

The infectious power of popular idols is truly extraordinary.

"Okay..." He nodded. He didn't expect that the other party actually wanted to embark on the path of breaking the law and committing crimes.

In Tokyo, where drinking is illegal under the age of 20, convenience store clerks typically check young people's ID to confirm their age.

Therefore, high school students basically cannot buy alcohol.

And even if it's not illegal, drinking doesn't seem like something a girl idol should do.

Of course, this is not what he is most concerned about at the moment.

"Asano, you seem to have become shorter all of a sudden."

Miura Gensuke curiously moved his chair closer to her and naturally smelled the sweet scent of her hair: "Why is this happening? I'm curious."

"Eh... is there?" Asano Mio stood up in a panic, accidentally bumping her head against Miura Gensuke, and then quickly took a step back: "Yes..."

"It's because I used to wear height-increasing insoles..."

She stretched out her palm, subconsciously wanting to touch Miura Gensuke's chin to check how much damage she had done, but halfway through, she turned her arm and rubbed the top of her head.

"I've always been this high, and...are you in pain?"

This answer did not convince Gensuke Miura.

When Holmes and Watson first met, he could tell where the other was coming from by observing the mud marks on his shoes.

So good detectives are very sensitive to shoes, even love them (according to a Stanford University study, this is by no means an excuse for being perverted).

The same is true for Gensuke Miura. He has carefully looked at Asano Mio's shoe styles many times, and none of them are the type that can be stuffed with height-increasing insoles.

The other party is lying.

But how could humans suddenly become smaller?

He's not some muscular cyborg from some steroid planet who will shrink once he stops taking the medicine.

The human body will become more hunched after entering old age, but the process is quite slow and definitely cannot be completed within a week.

Besides, Asano Mio is still very young.

Also, it's quite suspicious that she went back to school today and took all her textbooks away.

Miss Idol is not usually very enthusiastic about studying.

Seeing the suspicious expression on Miura Gensuke's face, Asano Mio hurriedly picked up her schoolbag and walked out of the classroom as if escaping.

But the heavy schoolbag didn't seem to make her walk faster.

Miura Gensuke rubbed his chin and followed Asano Mio thoughtfully. Suddenly, he smiled and asked, "Are you planning to commit suicide?"

"No..." Asano Mio turned back in surprise.

People with suicidal tendencies often destroy their personal belongings before committing suicide.

Things like diaries, browser history, etc.

In order to completely obliterate all traces of one's existence.

As for those who delete their history records every day, they are simply perverts.

"I was just kidding." Miura Gensuke gently lifted the bag from her shoulder and put it back on the table. "But Miss Asano, do you still want to drink today?"

"I know a bar in Shinjuku. It's easy to get in if you prepare well."

After hesitating for a moment, Miss Asano nodded obediently.

It seems like he really wants to drink...

"Then let's meet tonight. I'll send you the specific time and place on my phone. Remember to wear a mask and change into new clothes to avoid being recognized."

After giving some instructions, Miura Gensuke walked out of the classroom.

If he went to the bar, it would be convenient for him to continue investigating the hostess, killing two birds with one stone.

It's just that it's not very appropriate to take an idol to a place like that...

……

……

……

into the night.

Shinjuku.

Kabukicho Ichiban Street.

Billboards of various businesses occupy the field of vision almost like a giant collage, and from time to time explicit flashes appear on electronic screens.

The colors, words and images are like a bunch of garbled text.

The narrow streets are already full of people. Even with headphones on, the noise is palpable just by looking at the explosion of information.

This scene made Asano Mio, who had just gotten out of a taxi, hesitate.

"it's here."

Gensuke Miura, who was standing at the intersection chatting with a maid soliciting customers in a coffee shop, walked up to Asano Mio and took off her headphones.

The two agreed to meet in Kabukicho at nine o'clock, so they both arrived a few minutes early.

Before Asano Mio could speak, he pointed to his cheek and said, "Asano, hit me here."

"Eh?"

Asano Mio, who had just finished adjusting her mask, was a little stunned. After realizing what the other party said, she blushed and took a step back with a hint of disgust:

"abnormal……"

Miura Gensuke had no choice but to squat down a little and look into her beautiful eyes. "Miss Idol, since we're going to sneak into the bar, we have to fit in with the atmosphere of Kabukicho, right?"

"What is my current personality?"

Only then did Asano Mio look at the other person carefully.

Miura Gensuke had changed into a black suit and had his hair parted in the middle. He looked completely different from the good student look she usually saw, and even had a more frivolous aura.

The girl took another step back and said firmly: "Pervert."

"Wrong, it's a gigolo... There are some subtle differences between pervert and gigolo..." Miura Gensuke corrected with a sigh.

In Kabukicho, gigolos and their love-brained female companions are a classic pairing.

Although there are occasional cases where a female companion stabs a gigolo to death after discovering that she has been cheated, most of the time it is just a physical conflict, with a few slaps followed by reconciliation or breakup.

In short, it is reasonable for the cowherd to have some scratches or slap marks on his face.

Using this identity as a disguise, it is easy to sneak into the bar.

“The essence of deception lies in the details.”

Miura Gensuke admired Asano Mio's black and red Lolita dress while explaining: "The trick to acting is to blend into the environment."

"Get into character from now on."