The place Vermouth had arranged was the Haido Grand Hotel.
As Fujino remembered it, the shrunken Mary Akai and her daughter, Masumi Sera, had been staying here.
Of course, Fujino still wasn't sure whether she had shrunk now.
After all, in his memories, aunt Mary had only turned into a white-haired little loli aunt after Vermouth, that old auntie, kissed her and forcibly fed her medicine.
Old auntie had left Japan for a while before that.
Who knew whether she had gone to London to do this.
If she had, then Aunt Mary had probably already transformed into an adorably cute white-haired little loli.
After shrinking, maybe her forty- or fifty-year-old personality had become a little bratty...
Ahem.
In any case, Fujino thought it over and decided not to dwell on the matter.
Even though old auntie was right beside him, this wasn't exactly something he could ask.
What was he supposed to say? "Listen up, old auntie. I'm asking you—did you turn my aunt into a little loli?"
Just the fact that Aunt Mary's niece's niece had turned into the same kind of little loli was already hard enough to process.
If he actually said it...
Old auntie would probably make a disgusted face on the spot and treat him like a pervert.
He would find a chance to probe indirectly...
Thinking this, Fujino entered the hotel room with Vermouth.
The FBI agents following behind them watched this happen, then drove straight off with a stomp on the gas.
"Did we shake the tail?"
"We did..."
Fujino drove into the parking lot, glanced at the rearview mirror to confirm that no cars had followed them in, and said, "They were probably afraid that if they kept following us, the two of us would notice something, so they left first."