Exquisite dishes were served one after another, and the aroma of the food began to fill the tip of the nose.

Kasahara Fuka-Eri ate the food in silence, and Fujiwara Izaya remained silent as well. The strong sunlight at noon poured like droplets on the glass plate of the table, and she poked the bottom of the plate with a stainless steel fork from time to time.

Pick up the glass and take a sip of whiskey.

"Do you want to drink?" She suddenly raised her head and asked.

"Don't drink this," Fujiwara Izaya cut off a piece of minced duck meat and put it into his mouth with a fork while shaking his head: "I can't drink high-alcohol alcohol. I usually only drink beer and low-alcohol sake."

"Waiter," Kasahara Fuka-Eri raised her hand in greeting, "a bottle of beer."

When the beer was brought, Fujiwara Izaya took the cup and poured it into it.

Kasahara Fuka-Eri put down her fork, supported her chin with both hands, and looked at the foam rising in the cup with cold eyes: "Who bought the beer and sake for you?"

"Miss Kasahara, this is my private matter." Fujiwara Izaya covered the beer can with both hands, looked at her face for a while, and saw that she had no intention of giving up, so he could only reply: "I spent ten times the money to prevent the store from checking me.

Just sell your age to my head office!"

"My instinct tells me that you are lying," Kasahara Fuka-Eri put down her hand, leaned back on the chair again, lightly lifted her blue skirt, and stretched her slender legs under the table, "Unless you can tell me

, which store violated the regulations by selling alcohol to minors."

Fujiwara Izaya originally planned to report the family casually.

But when he thought about it, she would probably go directly to ask for confirmation, and maybe even close the store. In order not to harm innocent citizens, he could only tell the truth: "I asked Gouzi to buy it for me."

"Dogzi?"

"An adult friend."

"Where is he?"

"Miss Kasahara, you have crossed the line." Fujiwara Izaya hurriedly divided the remaining minced duck meat into two parts, and then looked at her seriously and said: "With the relationship between you and me, it seems that there is no need to explain your private life.

extent."

Kasahara Fuka-Eri was silent for a long time, seeming to be thinking about something else.

After about three minutes, as if she had rushed back from somewhere else, she picked up the melted whiskey and took a slow sip. The grilled snapper on the table exuded a rich aroma of sauce.

"It's time to get down to business."

Kasahara Fuka-Eri said calmly.

"I've been waiting for a long time!" Fujiwara Izaya finished drinking the sea urchin soup and sat up straight.

In Kasahara Fuka-Eri's view, he looked as well-behaved as a kindergarten student getting ready for class. But she was extremely convinced that this was just an act. This young man who looked full of literary and artistic flair definitely had something hidden beneath his skin.

The evil side of.

"I know the past of Asakusa Shrine," she said.

Fujiwara Izaya's expression remained unchanged: "What big shot doesn't know this? There is no need for Miss Kasahara to repeat it again."

"That's right, I said nonsense." Kasahara Fuka-Eri nodded, and then, as if she just remembered, she took off her sun protection shirt. Like a beautiful snake shedding its skin, her body squirmed out,

Only the thin dress was left clinging to her skin.

No jewelry or makeup.

The breasts are really eye-catching and the shape is beautiful, which is enough to attract the eye. Fujiwara Izaya was originally sitting upright, but he was afraid that he would peek at other people's breasts if he couldn't control his eyes, so he had to lower his head to eat.

Putting the sun protection shirt on the chair next to her, Fuka-Eri Kasahara took the last sip of whiskey. Now she had to talk about important things.

"I would like to invite you to join Class Nine." She said in a voice devoid of emotion.

"What?" Fujiwara Izaya suspected that he heard wrongly.

"I would like to invite you to join the Nine Sections." Fuka-Eri Kasahara repeated, her tone sounding like an emotionless robot.

"Sorry," Fujiwara Izaya shook his head simply, "I'm not interested in this proposal. If you just want to talk to me about this, you can pay and leave."

"Joining the Nine Sections is a kind of protection for you." Fuka-Eri Kasahara crossed her arms and said in a toneless voice, "You can be independent of the existing judicial system. Even if you break the law, the public prosecution agency will not have the right to file a case and arrest you; you can

Apply to access tens of thousands of confidential files and let the entire country's intelligence agencies serve you; when participating in combat missions, a three-person team can apply for air fire support."

She listed three perks side by side, each one enticing.

"It sounds really exciting..." Fujiwara Izaya picked up the cup and took a sip of beer in order to stabilize his mood, "But I still have to refuse."

Kasahara Fuka-Eri didn't speak, she just looked at him silently.

She didn't seem to mind staying silent for a long time, nor did she care if the atmosphere of the conversation was stalemate, nor did she care about the other person's face.

Fujiwara Izaya didn't want this stalemate to continue, so he just opened his mouth to explain: "For me, no matter how many privileges I have, it is not as good as freedom. I can live a good life alone, so why do I have to join an organization with strict rules and regulations?

Let it regulate my behavior?"

"What do you understand by freedom?" Kasahara Fuka-Eri asked, and without waiting for his answer, she gave her own understanding, "Being able to do whatever you want?"

"Instead of saying that you can do whatever you want, I prefer Rousseau's statement." Fujiwara Izaya raised his head and tried his best to control his gaze, "Freedom means not doing anything you don't want to do."

"As a citizen, you have the obligation to do things you don't want to do, such as paying taxes, maintaining national security, and observing public order and morality." Kasahara Fuka-Eri retorted with reference to scripture, "In Montesquieu's words: freedom

It is the right to do everything permitted by the law. If you do something prohibited by the law, then you are no longer free, because other people also have this right."

"Sorry, this assumption doesn't hold true for me." Fujiwara Izaya drank the remaining beer in one gulp, "I haven't done anything that violates the law since I was born, so I am still free for the time being."

"There will always be a day when you break the law." Kasahara Fuka-Eri said firmly.

"Let's wait until that day comes." Fujiwara Izaya smiled nonchalantly.

A male waiter came over, took down the bone discs with garbage on the table, and put a new bone disc on it. After he turned around and left, Fujiwara Izaya asked curiously: "You and I have never met, why are you doing this?"

Should I join Class Nine?"

"First of all, I want to get to know you." Kasahara Fuka-Eri said.

It was still the same cold tone that had remained unchanged for thousands of years. It was obviously a somewhat ambiguous wording, but it did not make people think that way at all.

"What do you know about me?" Fujiwara Izaya raised his eyebrows.

"I want to know everything from my hair to my toes. Especially three things: how I grew up, my family background, and my purpose of coming to Tokyo."

"They are all trivial matters. Just listening to them will make Miss Kasahara want to sleep."

"It doesn't matter," Kasahara Fuka-Eri continued to say in a voice that lacked cadence, "I am a person who always likes to dig out people who are not worth mentioning, and I often make unexpected discoveries."

I can't stand this kind of robot-like woman... Fujiwara Izaya smiled bitterly in his heart.

Kasahara Fuka-Eri seemed to read his mind and asked directly: "Are you scolding me in your heart?"

"I'm afraid I'm not the only one who thinks so," Fujiwara Izaya said frankly, "Miss Kasahara, have you ever thought that you will often be talked about behind your back?"

Kasahara Fuka-Eri was silent for a few seconds, then shrugged slightly: "I love so-and-so."

"Love so and so..." Fujiwara Izaya repeated, and then laughed, the energetic young man looked at her: "I like this statement, if my relationship with you can go further, then I will tell whether I wet the bed when I was a child.

I have to confess such embarrassing things to you, but not now. Understand?"

"Understood." Kasahara Fuka-Eri nodded lightly, "The second reason is that I am short of people."

"Um?"

"In the past five years, there has been a surge in missing persons cases and supernatural crimes in the Tokyo area. Taito District is especially the most serious." Kasahara Fuka-Eri explained, "The top management of Section 9 suspected that the two incidents were related, so

A special search team was formed to enter Taitung District to investigate, and I am the captain. The team members were all temporarily formed, and the tacit understanding is not enough. I am not comfortable with it, so I want to invite you to join."

"I'm afraid they still have the intention of monitoring me." Fujiwara Izaya asked tentatively.

"Yes." Kasahara Fukaeri didn't hide anything.

Fujiwara Izaya looked at her like she was a fool: "Then I can't join."

"That's it for today. Let's meet again when you have made up your mind." Kasahara Fuka-Eri picked up her handbag and sun protection shirt, stood up and prepared to leave.

After standing up, I realized that she was too tall, almost over 1.8 meters tall with high heels.

I have to stand on tiptoe to be as tall as her in shoes... Fujiwara Izaya glanced at her long legs with golden proportions and reminded: "Miss Kasahara, made of AA."

Kasahara Fuka-Eri turned around, took out a wad of cash from her bag, and put it directly on the table without counting it.

"Wait while I do the math..." Fujiwara Izaya picked up the money.

"No need." Kasahara Fuka-Eri quickly walked out of the store with her long legs and graceful back.

"..."

To be fair, Fujiwara Izaya likes this kind of woman who doesn't regard money as money.
Chapter completed!