Just as she was thinking about Uzo, her phone buzzed. Curacao jolted and nearly flung it away, but managed to steady herself in time.
She took a deep breath and opened her phone as if nothing had happened. Then the corner of her eye twitched when she saw that it really was an email from Uzo.
Her heartbeat accelerated once more—she had long guessed that Uzo might communicate with her by email. But guessing was one thing; actually seeing that person's email appear on her phone was another.
Curacao secretly glanced at Jiang Xia, then withdrew her gaze and casually opened her mailbox.
There was only one short sentence inside:
[Since we're so close, there's no need to communicate by email, is there?]
At the same time those words entered her eyes, Uzo's voice came from beside her: "Still, I really didn't expect you to take the initiative and email me."
Curacao: "..."
I told you there's a Listening Device! What nonsense are you spouting?!
Up ahead, several people who had been gathered around observing the dog whipped their heads around at those words.
"..." Under the less-than-friendly gazes of Suzuki Sonoko and Conan, each for their own reasons, Curacao could only bite the bullet and smooth over Jiang Xia's rather abrupt remark. "Yes, I sent that email because I wanted to invite you to Chiba Prefecture for a visit. I didn't expect you to go there too. What a coincidence."
For some reason, after she said that, the elementary school student with glasses not only failed to relax his guard—his gaze became even sharper.
Curacao: "..."
Why were all the people around Uzo so troublesome? She had never imagined that such an apparently relaxing task as taking a dog for a walk could be this agonizing.
"Tachibana