As he reminisced about the past, the burly man suddenly noticed that the Cram School Teacher was snickering on the other side.
He paused, then flew into a rage out of embarrassment. "What's so funny? You dare laugh at me?"
"Ah, no, I wasn't laughing at you." The Cram School Teacher hurriedly explained,
"I was only thinking how different teachers' habits can be. Let alone wearing two watches, when I taught at cram school, I often made my students take off their wristwatches. Clocks weren't allowed in the classroom either. Only then could they focus on the lesson instead of constantly watching the time and calculating how long until class ended."
The teacher's discussion of his teaching experience was rather interesting, but Officer Takagi quickly remembered that they were solving a case, not conducting some sort of teacher interview.
He cleared his throat and looked at the burly unemployed young man. "What's this about band practice?"
At that, the unemployed young man grew proud. "It's the band I formed with my high school classmates, a Visual Kei band that's really taking off."
Officer Takagi scratched his head, not quite understanding. "A Visual Kei band?"
The unemployed young man looked at him as though he were a country bumpkin. "A band that focuses on visual effects. You wouldn't understand if I explained it in depth, so I'll put it simply: the important thing is to look avant-garde enough, novel enough, explosive enough. Take our band, for example—we deliberately dress up as women when we perform. Lately, fans have even been calling me... Heh, don't let my lack of an official job fool you. I'm actually a celebrity. One day, I might make a stunning debut as a singer."
Calvados: "..."
He looked at the man's burly build, massive pectorals, and broad