The overly dim lighting in the Rooftop Restaurant, combined with the guitar's other parts blocking her view, made Vermouth take a few seconds to identify the shape of the strange object inside the guitar from the image that had flashed through her mind.
—She had actually seen half a finger inside the guitar.
...A slender human finger.
Vermouth: "?!"
By then, Mouri Ran had followed Yusuke Nakamura to the stairway leading into the building.
Vermouth rested both hands on the table and propped up her chin. She watched Yusuke Nakamura's back, her gaze dark.
Vermouth sat at the table watching the Drummer. The Drummer's Ghost was clinging to Jiang Xia's shoulder and watching her—beside it, the Mermaid, who had been observing Yusuke Nakamura, suddenly twitched her nose and turned toward Vermouth.
Then she happily swished her tail and floated closer.
—The Apple Flavor had suddenly grown much stronger.
Vermouth's Killing Intent had been extremely faint just now.
Especially after she had joined up with Conan and the others, it had grown fainter and fainter.
The Ghosts quickly stripped away all the surface Killing Intent they could get their hands on, grumbling about how sparse today's supply was. They unanimously decided that the next time their Spirit Medium Master came looking for big apple, he could come in a different Persona and keep his real body farther away.
...Who would have thought that Vermouth, who had just been as bland as water, would suddenly become delicious?
Vermouth knew nothing about the Ghosts hanging off her. She only felt a heaviness in her heart.
She watched Mouri Ran disappear from the rooftop and head down into the building. Her earlier leisurely mood of watching a show was gone, and her thoughts raced.
—Cool Guy was still at the children's meal