Oda led the group into the hotel and brought them to an elegant, spacious private dining room.
As they admired the night view and sampled the food, a middle-aged man who had hurried over entered alongside the dishes.
President Oda glanced at him and introduced him to Jiang Xia. "This is Kajimura Yosuke, the manager of this hotel. If there's anything you don't like about the meal, feel free to find him."
Kajimura Yosuke had heard of the famous Jiang Xia. With a flattering smile, he said, "I never expected a celebrity like you to honor our hotel so soon after its opening. What a splendid start—an excellent omen!"
Curacao: "..." The kind of red that involved blood?
Hashimoto Maya: "..." If it were only Jiang Xia, it wouldn't be much of an issue. But this whole outing was for Uzo's territory. In other words, Uzo had been watching this place all along. Your "splendid start" was an ominous sign.
Tatsumi Seimaru: "..." Hah, sucking up the moment he heard "celebrity." How could some detective who had only recently become famous compare to the deep foundations of their great families?
He had originally wanted to introduce himself as well, but everyone they had met along the way recognized Jiang Xia and ignored him. On top of that, after handling two cases today, Tatsumi Seimaru was exhausted. In the end, he said nothing. Forget it. What was there to introduce about an unremarkable man like him? He would wait until he met someone more worth befriending.
The group's differing thoughts did not affect the conversation beside them.
Jiang Xia was even more easygoing than he looked. He rested his cheek on one hand and raised his wineglass with the other. The liquid within reflected a noble red glow. "If there's any