In the Black Porsche that had driven far away.
Gin pressed the cigarette he had barely smoked into the ashtray and ground it out hard.
Amid the drifting smoke, he gave a cold snort. "Not right."
What did he mean, sending a few acquaintances over? According to Uzo's usual habits, that guy normally stayed beside his stage, supervising and enjoying it from close range.
But today, from what he had said, it sounded as if he planned to leave as soon as he had delivered them.
"Over at Prefectural General Park, there's an 'important person' of dubious character. With prey like that around, Uzo's attention still shifted elsewhere..."
Unless there was something else today that attracted him even more.
After a brief moment of thought, Gin connected it to Vermouth's unusual movements.
"Looks like that Halloween cruise ship tonight is going to be even livelier than I thought..."
An organization cadre looked at the lively park beside him, lost in thought.
Prefectural General Park.
As the opening time drew near, the contestants lined up on the court, waiting for the organizers' speech.
Soon, a deep middle-aged man's voice sounded from the loudspeakers.
"Before the match begins, I, Narimasu Kenzou, would like, in my capacity as chairman of this tournament committee, to say a few words from the heart to all the contestants."
Under the blazing sun, the contestants stood in formation on the grounds, while the chairman wisely chose the corridor located diagonally above the tennis court.
He stood in the corridor, set up the microphone, and spoke through the French window to the audience outside. "To be honest, at present, within the Diet, I have been met with doubts from many sides of the outside world, but most of these are groundless slanders..."
On the rooftop of the