Jiang Xia heard the commotion and walked over, looking at the lobby manager. "You even knew Miss Torimaru is allergic to grapes. Are you close?"
The lobby manager nodded. "We were elementary school classmates and used to play together all the time... Anyway, she really didn't refuse that glass of wine on purpose!"
Conan stroked his chin nearby, suddenly remembering something.
He ran to a cabinet in the corner, dug out a gift box, and hurried back with it in his arms. "Brother Jiang Xia, the thing you asked me to find!"
Jiang Xia: "...Right."
Sato Miwako looked over curiously. "What is that?... A wedding dress?"
Bodhi Company's vice president froze, then quickly recognized the box and showed a disgusted expression. "Isn't this that set of 'Burial Clothes' from before? Why did you ask him to bring this over?"
Jiang Xia: ...I have no idea why I asked him to bring that over either. Maybe a tool character has ideas of his own...
Jiang Xia thought for a moment and glanced at Torimaru Naoko. "The sudden appearance of these 'Burial Clothes' at the banquet may have another meaning."
Conan handed the box over. "Sister Naoko, try it on."
Before Torimaru Naoko could say anything, the lobby manager panicked. "How can you make someone wear Burial Clothes?!... Wait, isn't this a wedding dress? Why are you calling it Burial Clothes?"
Torimaru Naoko came over and hesitantly accepted the garment. "Because of the legend of the 'Funeral Silver Coin,' right? I understand. I'll try it on."
Torimaru Naoko carried the wedding dress into a room nearby. Sato Miwako followed her in.
Before long, the two of them came out after changing.
Torimaru Naoko, who usually looked like an overworked office employee, became instantly radiant in the pure white wedding dress. Her figure