"Him, and that person." Hashimoto Maya held up a finger, pointing first at the sturdy man by the private room door, then at the burly blond inside the room.
Then he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and rattled off the indelible scene in his mind at machine-gun speed to his dear colleagues: "I saw them passionately kissing while embracing!"
Suzuki Sonoko: "???"
Conan: "!!" Shut up! What nonsense were you saying in front of Ran?!
Hashimoto Maya had not spoken very loudly, but the narrow KTV corridor amplified the sound.
The words drifted down the hallway to the private room entrance. Officer Takagi and Inspector Megure, who had been questioning the sturdy man, felt their hearts skip a beat and simultaneously took a step back.
The other guests' expressions also turned stunned. In an instant, every gaze focused on the sturdy man.
They had assumed that, having had his secret exposed in public, the sturdy man would fly into a rage from embarrassment, perhaps even throw a punch... Yet unexpectedly, he showed no such reaction at all.
The sturdy man merely scratched the back of his head and looked speechlessly at Hashimoto Maya. "It was just a kiss, not sex. What are you getting so worked up about? At your age, are you still some little baby who blushes at the sight of people kissing?"
Hashimoto Maya: "?"
...Was the kiss what startled me? At your age, had you seriously not noticed that the person you kissed was rather different from everyone else??
Seeing that the atmosphere was off, the well-traveled Inspector Megure hurriedly stepped in to mediate. "All right, all right, Brother Hashimoto. You're British—why are you making such a fuss over something like this? And you too, Mr. Arimoto. While it's certainly freedom between a couple,