Jodie and Nanase Aya were currently hiding among the crowd of onlookers.
They were both rather embarrassed that their student and friend had been treated as though she had done something shameful.
However, when Nanase Aya saw that man, she could not help crying out in surprise:
"Is that you?!"
"Aya, you know this guy?"
Suzuki Sonoko knew that the only way to ease the awkwardness was to change the subject, so she followed up on Aya's question and shifted everyone's attention to the man.
"Yeah... of course I know him."
Nanase Aya frowned. "He's the office worker I told you about... but why is he here?"
"Huh? Huhhhh?!"
Suzuki Sonoko was clearly bewildered. "Didn't you say that office worker had a scholarly air about him? This guy is obviously scruffy and unshaven... ah!"
As a perfectly healthy high school girl, Suzuki Sonoko felt that some words were best left unsaid.
For example, calling him a loser.
Anyway, she had nearly said something inappropriate.
"I think he just hasn't had time to tidy himself up yet."
Mori Ran felt her high school girl Detective instincts calling to her, so she reasoned, "He usually comes here to buy razors, towels, and things like that. I think he uses them to groom himself. After all, he's been hiding in the ceiling the whole time. If he didn't keep himself properly groomed, he would look very disheveled."
"The ceiling?"
Nanase Aya froze for a moment.
Jodie looked at the man and put on a surprised expression.
But as an FBI agent, she was not surprised in the slightest.
In America, there were plenty of cases of people sneaking into other people's homes like this.
Some even went so far as to take over the homeowner's place.
"Senior Fujino was actually the one who