White Thorn Flower Jazz hurried to the museum hall after receiving Joshua's Text Message.
Before he could even figure out just how "casual" Joshua's so-called casual encounter had been, he was surrounded by visitors the moment he stepped into the museum hall.
"It's Mr. Poirot!"
A little girl was the first to call out the role White Thorn Flower Jazz had played in Murder on the Orient Express.
He was a great detective like Sherlock Holmes, only much plumper than Sherlock Holmes. White Thorn Flower Jazz had accumulated quite a reputation through that role recently.
"As a lady, it is not proper to make such a fuss."
Although White Thorn Flower Jazz was anxious inside, he still maintained the most basic courtesy in the face of his fans' enthusiasm.
There were not many people in the museum hall, but the little girl's shout drew the attention of every visitor inside.
To commoners, White Thorn Flower Jazz was a familiar face on the screen. To nobles... he was a successful man who owned two theaters in Nolan.
Before White Thorn Flower Jazz could find the black-haired, silver-eyed girl Joshua had mentioned, he was surrounded by a group of enthusiastic fans and nobles.
"Youtaka! Move a table to the entrance of the museum hall."
With no other choice, White Thorn Flower Jazz called out to the attendants inside the museum hall.
"Everyone, I have urgent matters to attend to. There will be an autograph session later, and many souvenirs will be given away. Please line up at the entrance."
The fans' enthusiasm needed an outlet. Suppressing it blindly would lead to unpleasant consequences.
White Thorn Flower Jazz understood this, and the attendants also noticed that the museum hall had suddenly become chaotic. A large number of attendants emerged from the side doors