Narcissist Gets Dumped

On Saturday, October 7, at noon, Narcissist sat in an upscale Western restaurant in Beika Town.

He sipped his coffee with practiced elegance. Across from him, Morohoshi Chiyo kept her head down and rubbed her fingers together. Her plain three-piece business suit, unremarkable looks, and modest style seemed out of place in the lavish restaurant.

She raised her head to say something, only to meet his gentle gaze. It made her deeply uncomfortable.

Not far away, Amaki, Yamada, and Makitaka sat disguised as customers, watching with open curiosity.

"So that's Narcissist's blind date? She really does look exactly like Deputy Director Morohoshi without the mustache..."

"Seriously. I'd seen the photo, but seeing her in person is still a shock. The resemblance is uncanny."

"When he's dating, Narcissist really splashes out. Eating here isn't cheap!" Yamada winced at the prices on the menu. Can we expense this? Does following Narcissist count as surveillance?

"Senior Yamada should pay. Otherwise, I'm afraid Vice Chief Midorikawa's heart couldn't take it," Amaki said as though it were obvious.

Midorikawa had already had trouble with the accounts once, though he'd eventually cleared it up by explaining the expenses were payments to informants.

"Why me?" Yamada asked, stunned.

"Isn't it usually the senior officer who pays?" Amaki said matter-of-factly.

"Exactly. If we paid, it would feel like workplace bullying," Makitaka added, taking it a step further.

Yamada looked between them.

Makitaka was one thing; she really had joined a year after him. But Amaki was at least seven or eight years older. He had only just become a detective again, which was why he called everyone "senior."

So you erased your years in lost and found just for this?

"We're only getting coffee!" Yamada decided.

Soon, a server brought the food to Narcissist's table. Morohoshi Chiyo looked