Ooka Momiji's Commission: The Same Destination?

Fujino recognized who it was at a glance.

It was during my last trip to Osaka to protect the Egg of Memories that I encountered Ooka Momiji near the shrine.

"Tongzhi".

Ooka Momiji turned around, her skirt swaying slightly. Her eyes were fixed on Fujino as she slowly walked forward, pulled his arm around her, and said, "We meet again."

Fujino: "..."

He glanced down at his arm, his face twitching almost imperceptibly.

Ooka Momiji is a rare presence that would cause him trouble.

It wasn't for any other reason than that she was being far too enthusiastic, acting as if she were saying, "This man is mine, and no one is allowed to take him from me."

If they had known each other for a long time, that would be fine, but Fujino didn't remember ever having any interaction with Miss Ooka Momiji.

Fujino remembered that, according to what he knew about "predicting the future," Ooka Momiji should have had a misunderstanding with Hattori Heiji.

But I don't know what sins this world has committed, that this misunderstanding has now been transferred to him.

Judging from the timing, it seems that he Hattori Heiji away.

While this did save the childhood sweethearts a lot of trouble, it brought considerable trouble to Fujino.

I wanted to explain, but I couldn't remember how.

If only the system could provide some items to help recover lost memories...

However, judging from my impression of her, this young lady will not let the matter rest even if the misunderstanding is cleared up.

Fujino took a deep breath and silently pulled his arm away. "Miss Momiji, just call me Fujino. I think I mentioned it when we met last time."

"Of course I won't forget what you said..."

Ooka Momiji hesitated for a moment, "But wouldn't this seem too distant? After all, you are..."

Not at all.

Fujino interrupted Ooka Momiji's spellcasting.

He knew exactly what she was trying to say, but the way she addressed him still felt a little strange.

After thinking for a moment, Fujino felt that his previous attempt at deception was not thorough enough, so he continued to deceive people, "I still prefer people around me to call me by my surname, because that makes me feel like I'm carrying my parents' names as I move forward."

Yes, I've lived up to my parents' name.

Is that so?

Ooka Momiji looked somewhat puzzled upon hearing this.

However, after thinking for a moment, she understood the deeper meaning.

It was only after Fujino rose to fame that she saw a report focusing on Fujino's path to stardom, and gradually learned about Fujino's past life.

It can be said that since his parents passed away a year ago, he has been working hard on his own, step by step, to get to where he is today.

He strives tirelessly in the name of his parents... which makes her admire him even more.

She looked up at Fujino and nodded heavily. "I understand... Fujino- kun."

Fujino nodded in agreement.

Although I don't know exactly what Ooka Momiji understood, it's good that she does.

Compared to the somewhat unfamiliar name Tongzhi, he preferred to be called Fujino, the same name he shared with his previous life.

Fujino suddenly brought it up. "By the way, Miss Momiji, is there something you need that brings you all the way from Kyoto? Why didn't you call to let me know you were coming here?"

"I got up early this morning and rushed here to Tokyo. I was so busy that I forgot. I'm so sorry I didn't let you know beforehand..."

Ooka Momiji first bowed slightly, her words full of apology, and then explained, "Actually, I came here specifically to see you, Fujino- kun, because I have a request for you."

"A commission?"

Fujino was taken aback upon hearing this, and glanced at the system interface.

We can see that the high-value client identifiers are gradually becoming less prominent.

Could his high-value client be Ooka Momiji?

Damn it! I got betrayed!

This damn system, I curse you, you idiot!

But on second thought, Fujino felt that this was quite reasonable.

Ooka Momiji is the daughter of a prestigious family, known as the "Suzuki Sonoko of the West".

Although their financial resources may not be as great as the Suzuki family, their Suzuki family is slightly better in terms of social status.

In conclusion, Ooka Momiji is a wealthy noblewoman who certainly meets the system's criteria for attracting high-value customers.

I just don't know how much commission they'll pay...

"Fujino- kun, I've packed Ai's luggage. When are we leaving?"

Just then, a sound came from behind him, interrupting Fujino's thoughts.

Akemi Miyano walked downstairs carrying two travel bags, followed by Ai Haibara, who was carrying a square travel bag on one shoulder.

The two arrived at the stairwell of the detective agency on the second floor.

Akemi Miyano looked at Ooka Momiji, who was standing in front of Fujino, with a puzzled expression. "And this is...?"

Fujino turned around and introduced, "This is Ooka Momiji. I met Miss Momiji when I last went to Osaka."

Behind her, Ooka Momiji glanced at Akemi Miyano, then at Ai Haibara, and silently added, "By the way, she's Fujino- kun's future bride..."

With a 'bang', the two travel bags fell to the ground.

"...?!"

Ai Haibara's eyes widened for a moment, then she blinked, her pupils involuntarily dilating slightly.

After a moment, the two of them came to their senses and exclaimed in unison in surprise, "The future bride?!"

Akemi Miyano glanced left and right, looking at Fujino and then at Ooka Momiji. She rubbed her fair chin, her eyes full of suspicion.

Ai Haibara frowned, her eyes narrowing as she looked at Ooka Momiji: "Ding..."

Fujino: "..."

Why does this atmosphere feel a bit off?

After thinking for a moment, he decided to break the deadlock first and said with an awkward chuckle, "Alright, Miss Momiji... I haven't thought of this yet. It wouldn't be good if there was a misunderstanding."

After a pause, he introduced Ooka Momiji: "These two are my cousin Akemi Fujino, and this is Ai Haibara, who is temporarily staying at my house."

"So that's how it is."

Ooka Momiji looked at the two of them, nodded slightly, then bowed slightly and greeted them politely and gracefully, "Ms. Akemi, Ms. Haibara, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Please take good care of me..."

The two returned the greeting politely.

Then Akemi Miyano quickly walked over, grabbed Fujino's arm, pulled him aside, and whispered in his ear, "Fujino, what's going on with this Ooka Momiji..."

Ai Haibara also felt a little confused, so she quietly came over and eavesdropped on their conversation.

"No, that's not it..."

Fujino sighed, recalled his previous explanation, and explained, "Actually, it's like this. It all started when I went to Osaka last time. When I went to a nearby shrine with Ran and the others to draw lots, I happened to run into Miss Momiji... That's how it is. Actually, I can't even remember this incident anymore. It seems like it was just a misunderstanding."

"So it was all a misunderstanding?"

Upon hearing this, Ai Haibara's expression softened slightly. After a pause, her hand involuntarily gripped the strap of her travel shoulder bag.

Then, she tugged at Fujino's sleeve, looked up, and asked in a childlike manner, "When shall we set off?"

"Well..."

Fujino hesitated for a moment.

Ooka Momiji should be a high-value client brought in by the system's Client Attraction Talisman- attracting talisman. With her financial resources and the system's support, the reward she offers should be quite high.

After thinking it over, Fujino finally gave in to the large sum of money involved. "I probably can't go to Okinawa with you this time, because it seems that Miss Momiji came to see me this time and wants to entrust me with something."

"A commission..."

Ai Haibara lowered her eyes and head, "Really can't we go together?"

"After all, they are the clients."

Fujino leaned down and ruffled Ai Haibara's hair. "You should go to Sister Akemi with Akemi and relax. After my request is over, we'll go on a trip together again next time."

"I see."

Ai Haibara, nodded, and occasionally glanced at Ooka Momiji beside her.

Why does she always have this feeling that her home has been robbed?

"Bon Voyage."

After seeing the two off, Fujino silently turned and went back into the building.

Although he really wanted to go to Okinawa with the two of them.

However, given the high commission fee, he still prefers the commission fee.

After all, only by earning money can one spend money on in-game purchases and draw prizes, thereby becoming stronger and fighting against organizations or individuals in this Conan World who are detrimental to them, or protecting everything around them that they can protect.

Fujino returned to the second floor and invited Ooka Momiji into the detective agency.

Upon entering the detective agency, Fujino's demeanor became professional and serious, as if he had entered battle mode.

He picked up the endless teapot, poured a cup of black tea for Ooka Momiji who was sitting opposite him on the sofa, and asked, "Miss Momiji, could you tell me the details of the request you just mentioned?"

Ooka Momiji took the black tea and said calmly, "I'm planning to go on a long trip today, but I'm worried about my personal safety, so I'd like to ask Fujino- kun to protect me."

"So, it's a request for protection?"

Upon hearing this, Fujino looked at Ooka Momiji with a hint of doubt on his face.

He didn't believe she was worried about her safety. After all, Ooka Momiji still had former Public Security officer Iori Muga by her side. Besides, wouldn't a young lady from such a prestigious family have bodyguards?

You just wanted to invite him on a trip, right?

However, unable to find a suitable reason, they could only start with the case of his detective work.

—It's more accurate to say that I'm paying him to go on a trip rather than calling it a guard escort request.

Fujino thought for a moment and immediately understood Ooka Momiji's intention, then readily agreed, saying, "Since it's a commission, then about the commission fee..."

"I plan to offer two million as a reward for this security detail."

Ooka Momiji took a sip of her black tea, her words carrying a hint of understanding. "Although Fujino- kun is my future... since he is Great Detective and this is a formal commission, then naturally a commission fee should be paid."

Fujino nodded, his impression of Ooka Momiji improving considerably.

Normally, he should be the one to say that, Ooka Momiji said it first, which saved him a lot of trouble and embarrassment.

Two million yen... is quite a lot for a simple bodyguard job, but it's somewhere in the middle for high-end jobs.

For Fujino, it wasn't too much, nor too little.

Presumably, Ooka Momiji had already investigated the market situation before coming.

'This woman is quite cunning...'

Fujino sighed inwardly.

"Isn't two million yen enough?"

At that moment, Ooka Momiji looked up and glanced at Fujino.

Seeing that he was deep in thought and hadn't said anything, she continued to tempt him, "After all, Fujino- kun, you are Great Detective. If you think two million yen is not enough, I can add another one million yen. In addition, I will cover all the extra expenses incurred in the protection work."

Three million yen?

Fujino paused for a moment, somewhat at a loss.

He's always the one driving up the price, the client has always been the one driving up the price, this is the first time...

Is this the power of the Client Attraction Talisman?

Horrible! Horrible!

"Is that still not enough?"

Ooka Momiji gently placed the teacup on the coffee table and said earnestly, "If three million yen isn't enough, I can add another million yen, making it four million yen in commission. How about that?"

She paused, then continued, a smile playing on her lips, "If that's not enough, I can add more!"

"Ahem."

Fujino coughed lightly, and without hesitation, quickly poured Ooka Momiji a cup of black tea. "Please have some tea, boss."

At the same time, Fujino couldn't help but think to himself, "As expected of a long-established prestigious family in Kyoto, they really know how to spend lavishly!"

He likes high-quality clients who immediately ask for large sums of money and are always willing to add another million.

He was stunned for a moment, and the commission fee had already soared to four million yen. If he had hesitated any longer, it would probably have jumped to five million yen.

If only all clients were like her...

Although he wanted to see if the commission could be increased further, he decided against it out of conscience.

To some extent, this is all about favors and gifts.

It's fine if it's below the highest acceptable market price, but if it exceeds the market price, then it's purely a favor.

It's not good to owe too many favors.

Having finalized the details of the engagement, Fujino drafted a contract in the archives, signed his name, returned to the living room, placed it on the coffee table, handed a pen to Ooka Momiji, and routinely explained the key points of the engagement, "Miss Momiji, if you find this engagement contract satisfactory, please sign it. Once signed, our engagement will officially take effect. I am obligated to keep the client's secrets and the contents of the engagement confidential, and to protect the client's personal safety during the engagement process."

"Fujino- kun, you're really a professional."

Ooka Momiji glanced at the contract and joked, "It feels like a marriage application."

Fujino: "..."

Just kidding.

Ooka Momiji glanced at Fujino's expression, chuckled softly, then pulled out her pen and asked, "Is this where you sign?"

Fujino: "..."

Sister, can we stop joking around?

This joke is so outrageous it could give you a heart attack.

Fujino took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then leaned down to point to the section of the contract that required a signature. "That's right, it's over here, and you can just sign your name here."

After signing her name, "Ooka Momiji," in several places on the contract, Ooka Momiji capped the pen, handed it back to Fujino, and asked, "Is this alright?"

"Yes, that's right."

Fujino nodded, put away his pen, picked up the contract and glanced at it. After confirming that there were no mistakes, he asked curiously, "But speaking of which, Miss Momiji, can I ask you something? Where exactly are you going on your trip?"

Okinawa.

Ooka Momiji responded immediately.

Fujino was taken aback by what he heard.

Goodness, we've arrived at the same destination!

Coincidence? Are you sure it wasn't a pre-arranged plan for everyone to act out his role?

What if we happen to run into the same flight later?