I started to feel skeptical about my work as a detective’s assistant and my own future as I scrub the bathtub with sponge in hand. At this moment, a doorbell rang outside the ground glass.
“Alice, I bought all kinds of them!”
A boy’s hearty voice could be heard, followed by footsteps and the sound of a paper bag being ruffled. It’s Hiro. Most of Alice’s acquaintances were NEETs with no livelihoods, and amongst them, Hiro is one of the more approachable ones. I guess Alice requested him to go buy something?
I switched the shower on to wash away the cleaning fluid in the bathtub, and once I stepped out of the bathroom, I saw his back, dressed in a strap-jacket, taking out something from the bag and laying it out on the bed. Alice saw me standing behind Hiro-san, and immediately jolted.
“Hiro! Narumi’s here! Hide it!”
Hiro-san turned around, spotted me, and quickly kept the thing on the bed back into the bag.
However, I saw it, even if it was just for a moment. Clothes wrapped in a vinyl pack. The coloring’s really bright too. Wonder what’s that?
“Oh? So you’re here too, Narumi?”
“…Clothes for Alice? Hiro?”
“Eh? Well, yeah.”
“Narumi! This has nothing to do with you!”
Alice said as she snatched the bag from Hiro’s hands, and stuffed it under the towel. Why’s she being so sneaky about this?
“You’re starting to get interested in fashion trends now? There’s no need to be so embarrassed about it now, right?”
“Stop spewing nonsense there. Once you’re done cleaning the bathroom, clear up the empty bowl!”
And so, Hiro and I were chased out of the office. What was that about?
“So now Alice’s starting to get interested in clothing other than pajamas? Did you select those weird clothes for her, Hiro?”
I tried asking Hiro as we descended the emergency staircase. This guy may be a NEET, but he’s a gigolo who would take advantage of his good looks and bluff women to maintain a livelihood, and he’s very sharp on current fashion trends. It’s hard for me to believe that those weird clothing were chosen by him.
Hiro finally gives off a snicker, but his answer was vague.
“Well, it’s Alice’s request! Don’t get too deep into this, please!”
Then, he patted me on the shoulder.
“Alice’s starting to think of how to attract looks from the opposite gender now.”
No, I don’t think that’s the case here.
If I had thought about it a little deeper as to why Alice’s actions were so strange, maybe I would have realized. Back then, what Hiro took was not a bag from a clothing shop, but a bag from Tokyu Hands.
However, back then, I forgot that I had to think deeply. As Alice said, my specialty is forgetting.