"That... isn't that the box Jiang Xia was packed in?! Even the pattern on the lid is exactly the same!"
After staring at it for a few moments, Hashimoto Maya's heart skipped a beat. An uncontrollable thought suddenly arose: Had I come here of my own will... or did Lord Uzo want me to come over and see this box?
Hashimoto Maya took out his phone and anxiously refreshed his inbox.
But only a few spam emails popped up. There was no reply from Uzo at all. That Lord seemed determined to let him perform freely.
"Looking on the bright side, maybe there really isn't a part for me in today's show?" Hashimoto Maya muttered. "But with such a huge box sitting here, and with me specifically running into it, I feel like I should do something..."
An organization member stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.
Beside the dessert display area.
Sato Miwako turned around suspiciously. Just now, she had felt as though something had darted past very quickly. Could it have been a thief mixed into the crowd?
Beside her, the two high school girls were still focused on the pastry chef making three desserts at once. Suzuki Sonoko looked him up and introduced him, "No wonder he looked familiar. He's Maeda Tsuyoshi, the guy who competed in the Cake Ironman Race and won every single match!"
Conan: ...What kind of competition is the Cake Ironman Race? And that name... Compared to making cakes, he seems better suited to swinging a hammer in a blacksmith's shop.
Suzuki Sonoko scrolled down the page, suddenly discovering something else. She pointed at the performance area to Maeda Tsuyoshi's left, where a long-haired pastry chef stood. "And this is Fujino Yasuo, the legendary Cake Prince! Not only is he handsome,