"You can call me George."
Hashimoto Maya casually made up a fake name that sounded more foreign. "When I came over to ask for an autograph just now, I kept feeling that you looked very familiar. Then after I went back, I suddenly remembered—I saw you on a detective show in Japan. I heard you're a very famous detective. That's so cool. Could you give me an autograph too?"
Jiang Xia: "..." The new underling was good in every way, except his way of talking was strangely affected. He hadn't sounded like this when speaking to Irish... Well, it wasn't a big problem. Looking at it another way, talking strangely had its advantages. If he ran into some impatient hothead, he might even be able to squeeze out some Killing Intent.
...Come to think of it, the new underling was working very hard.
Jiang Xia found Hashimoto Maya much more pleasing to the eye at once. Casually playing with the newly acquired Killing Intent, he generously forgave his underling. "Of course. I'm not used to autograph boards, though. Would a business card do?"
As he spoke, he took out a business card, swiftly signed his name on it, and handed it over.
Hashimoto Maya accepted the card with a smile, though the corner of his eye twitched slightly. He had just seen an identical thing with Irish—just how much did this detective like handing out business cards?
...And if he remembered correctly, not long after Irish received Jiang Xia's card, he had unfortunately been attacked and ended up sprawled on the street. Could this thing be cursed with bad luck or something?
Though he dearly wanted to toss the card straight out of the cabin, Hashimoto Maya's professional discipline kept every trace of disgust off his face.
He looked the