Mouri Ran, who had just gone to check on the bride, suddenly came running over in a hurry. Anxiously, she said, "Katori... Miss Katori is gone. She isn't in the lounge! She's changed out of her wedding dress too. I looked around nearby, but there was no sign of her at all."
"Gone? Did she run away from the wedding because she was angry, or..."
Suzuki Sonoko suddenly remembered something and slapped her palm with her fist. "Come to think of it, wasn't there a solo photo of Miss Katori tucked beneath the empty ring box by the thief?"
"The background of that photo was hydrangeas. I remember that one of the meanings associated with those flowers is 'fickle in love.'" Suzuki Sonoko suddenly turned to the groom and asked her childhood friend, "Could one of your exes still be hung up on you? So she found a way to take the Ring, then used that photo to mock you?"
Oga Shinya cried out indignantly, "I don't have any unreasonable exes like that!"
Jiang Xia said, "Why not search around for her first? Once we find her, we can ask her what happened."
Only then did Oga Shinya come back to his senses. He hurriedly called his fiancé, but she did not answer.
Just then, someone passed by nearby—it was the Glass Artisan whom Jiang Xia and the others had happened to meet on the Shinkansen.
Seeing that his newly acquainted groom friend looked utterly dejected, the dark-skinned man walked over with concern. "Shinya, what are you planning to do about the wedding now? Are you still going through with it?"
He had not been present for that huge family quarrel earlier, being an outsider.
Jiang Xia glanced at him. "Without a bride, I'm afraid it can't continue."
The dark-skinned