Yukino Yukinoshita, That's a Foot, Not a Hand! (continued)

Oreki pressed his lips together.

Because.

This woman was the literary type. Even more unconventional than his classmate Shiina.

"Then what about you, Older Sister? You're dressed so neatly, not at the office, yet here you are skipping work?" Oreki said.

Actually, as he said that, Oreki was considering the woman's identity.

It would make sense to say she was dressed as if she were going to work, but judging from the items she had with her, that did not seem to be the case.

Because she had brought some special things into the pavilion.

Two bottles of beer.

And a row of brown-sugar chocolates.

One bottle of beer was already empty, lying on the ground, while the other had also been opened.

That meant she had been drinking here for quite some time, and coming here during working hours was also very strange.

Besides.

Oreki did not think there would be any job suitable for a woman like her in this town, which did not even have a café.

"Then. Neither of us will ask."

Older Sister smiled lightly, giving off the serene stillness of a calm lotus blooming.

"But you look like you're in quite a hurry," Older Sister said again. "Did something urgent happen?"

"I was originally going to the mayor's office to make a phone call." Oreki felt there was nothing worth hiding about that.

"I see..."

Older Sister seemed to fall silent for a moment, then put down her book and handed over a flip phone. "If it's something urgent, you can borrow my phone first."

"Thank you." Oreki replied politely.

He picked up her phone and had been about to tap open the phone numbers when he suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Older Sister was watching him.

"...Nothing." Oreki kept his tone calm.

But that