Hashimoto Maya was actually quite troubled.
He had originally wanted to choose a pastry chef for the island, so the dessert house project could be copied over as it was. Yet not long after he arrived, the president of the dessert house suddenly dropped dead, the most handsome pastry chef promptly went to Prison, and the other two...
"They don't seem to meet the standards either. They're just two ordinary suspects who like arguing." Hashimoto Maya muttered to himself. "That Candy Magician does make beautiful candy, but after the store manager died, she seems determined to focus solely on making tasty candy and never touch candy art again... Candy that looks so plain, no matter how delicious it is, probably won't win Lord Uzo's favor."
Aside from Xiu Island, Hashimoto Maya had spent this period keeping an eye on all sorts of cases around Tokyo. Combined with the various cases from before, he had vaguely come to understand some of his superior's preferences.
"Forget it. Come to think of it, there's no need to rush when it comes to food. As long as the atmosphere is right, even a ball of rice can feel like a lavish feast. I should think about inviting a few celebrities to warm up the island first."
As he pondered, Hashimoto Maya kept watch on the movements of the other group in the amusement park.
This amusement park had given him an experience that was anything but pleasant.
If he had followed his own wishes, then once things at the dessert house were over, Hashimoto Maya would have immediately left this chaotic, dangerous city and returned to his quiet little island, where it was difficult to even gather three people for a choice of one.
Unfortunately, Lord Uzo had not left yet.
—His superior had