"Is it really okay to just email him directly? Um, Mr. Morofushi?"
Seated at the restaurant table, Hoshikawa Teru leaned close to Hirotsugu Morofushi's side, watching him open the mailbox after familiarizing himself with the system and its functions. After hesitating over how to address the recipient, he awkwardly voiced his question.
Tangze had returned to the café to resume his after-school life as a high school student, so matters concerning Hirotsugu Morofushi had been left to those remaining at the villa.
To help Hirotsugu Morofushi, who had been away from this world for far too long, quickly understand the current situation and the Organization's progress on all fronts, Hoshikawa Teru's personal computer had temporarily been requisitioned for his use.
Considering how tightly packed Hoshikawa Teru's schedule was while covering for Akechi Goro, and since it was his own computer, he could only sit beside him anxiously, watching Hirotsugu Morofushi and waiting to solve any problems for him.
Then, after a brief exchange with Noah about account encryption and privacy protection, he watched Hirotsugu Morofushi decisively open his mailbox and type a recipient address into the field without blinking.
It was an email address Kumeru would find very familiar, one Hoshikawa Teru often saw as well—Bourbon's mailbox.
Hoshikawa Teru couldn't claim to understand Furuya Rei as a person, but after dealing with him several times, anyone would clearly sense the suspicion and vigilance that seemed engraved in Furuya Rei's DNA.
Tangze had earned Furuya Rei's trust through dozens of days spent together, maneuvering around one another, followed by frankness once the crucial scheme had been laid out.
Hoshikawa Teru guessed that Furuya Rei might have sensed a certain resemblance to himself in Tangze. Putting himself in Tangze's shoes, that was why he found that honesty especially precious. Aside from Tangze