Half an hour later, outside a restroom in a corner of the Tokyo International Exhibition Center.
Shoko, cosplaying as a green-haired old geezer, had a cigarette between her lips. Two little fox-styled girls in shrine maiden outfits stood on either side of her, holding a glass trophy and obediently waiting with her outside the restroom entrance.
The adult and two children stood with their backs to the restroom doors like security guards, watching the bustling crowds around them and occasionally even smiling for photos with people who approached.
Behind them, however, a translucent curtain enveloped the entire restroom, separating it from the convention.
But if anyone could enter that curtain, they would probably hear the utterly harrowing screams coming from inside.
What? You wanted to know where the screams came from?
Naturally, they came from your Uncle Sherlock, who was currently experiencing mixed doubles-husband-and-wife mixed doubles.
That was right. Once the two had more or less identified the culprit behind this incident, the scumbag duo swiftly ended their onstage sniping and reached a consensus with astonishing speed.
After hurrying the host through the rest of the proceedings, the two divided their tasks quite clearly.
Suguru Geto released a large number of low-level cursed spirits to search for Sherlock, while Satoru Gojo handled the capture. They soon caught Sherlock before he had time to run.
The instant they caught him, the two restrained Sherlock from either side and, without another word, hauled him toward the restroom in the corner. They even thoughtfully lowered a curtain after entering, preventing anyone from interrupting Sherlock's enjoyment of their mixed-doubles routine.
Your Uncle Sherlock had really reached the end of the line. Not only did he enjoy the loving iron fists of Satoru Gojo, the modern era's strongest Limitless sorcerer, but he also enjoyed the