The two men moved through the bustling crowd, shouting at the stall owners, but aside from intimidating the vendors, they did nothing else.
"Hey, when I get off work at night, I usually just go straight home to sleep. I haven't been to the pedestrian street in ages. I never expected there to be so many stalls here. If I didn't have work to do, I'd have to sort them out. How could I possibly make tens of thousands of yen more?"
One of them grinned slyly at the other. At the same time, he held a photograph in his hand, comparing it with the others. The person in the photo looked exactly like Mirai.
"Who says there isn't? But now that we know about this easy money, we can't let it go. Tomorrow—tomorrow we'll do it!"
The other man chuckled along with him.
"Officers, who's the person in that photo? What did he do?"
An ordinary-looking man suddenly stepped forward, glanced at the photo in their hands, and asked curiously.
"Who are you? Why are you asking?"
"Oh, I just saw this person. Go ahead and ask."
Upon hearing that, the two men immediately glared at him. "Where did you see him? He's a dangerous wanted criminal. Did you see him in the city tonight? They're all trying to arrest him. Tell us quickly, where is he now?"
"Oh, about ten minutes ago, I saw him at Otsu Middle School." The ordinary-looking man smiled as he spoke.
Otsu Middle School was a junior high school in Tokyo. Its academic standards were on par with Metasequoia Middle School. It was one of Japan's key middle schools.
The two exchanged glances, each seeing the surprise in the other's eyes. Still, they watched the man warily. "Are you sure? If this information