After dinner, Suto went to the kitchen, washed the dishes, and then mopped the floor.
Although this was only a rented room, cleaning still had to be done regularly.
That way, he could live more comfortably too.
Returning to the bedroom, Suto sat at his desk, took out his phone, and searched online for videos of street magicians.
Magic techniques were not important to him.
What he wanted to learn was how those street magicians controlled the atmosphere.
How to give an opening line, how to attract the audience’s attention, how to increase audience participation, how to end the performance…
These details looked unimportant, but in reality, they would largely determine whether his livestream would be effective or not.
While Suto was watching seriously, a message suddenly popped up on his phone.
It was from Katsura Kotonoha.
[Katsura Kotonoha: Suo-kun, I’m sorry!
I was busy making dinner just now, and my phone wasn’t beside me, so I didn’t see your message!]
Suto tapped the notification and opened LINE.
Before he could type, she immediately sent a second and third message.
[Katsura Kotonoha: Is this dinner something Suo-kun made himself?]
[Katsura Kotonoha: It looks really good!]
It was clear that she cared a lot about this “friend” she had only met once, afraid he might misunderstand and think she had deliberately ignored his message.
Otherwise, she would not have replied so eagerly.
Suto typed a reply.
[Suto: It’s fine.]
[Suto: Does Katsura-san cook for herself too?]
[Katsura Kotonoha: Mm.
Because my mother has to work overtime every day, I cook for myself every day.]
[Suto: I want to see!]
[Katsura Kotonoha: Okay, please wait a moment!]
In the dining room, the food had already been placed on the table.
“Great!
There’s fried pork cutlet, my favorite!”
Kokoro cheered and ran off to wash her little hands, then came back and sat in her seat.
She picked up her chopsticks and grabbed a piece of steaming fried pork cutlet.
Just as she was about to eat it, she saw her older sister walking over quickly with a smile on her face and her phone in hand.
Then she heard Kotonoha speak in a hurried tone.
“Wait, Kokoro, don’t eat yet!”
Kokoro tilted her head, puzzled.
“What’s wrong, Onee-chan?”
“Put the pork cutlet back first.
Let Onee-chan take a photo.”
“…Okay.”
Kokoro pouted a little and reluctantly put the pork cutlet on her chopsticks back.
Kotonoha picked up her own chopsticks and carefully arranged each dish, then chose an angle before taking a photo.
“All right, Kokoro.
“Okay.”
Kokoro picked up the pork cutlet again and put it into her mouth.
Mm!
Tonight’s food is just as delicious as usual!
As she ate, Kokoro looked at her sister across the table and found that Kotonoha was still holding her phone and typing.
“Onee-chan, aren’t you eating?”
“I’ll eat in a moment.”
“If you don’t eat soon, it’ll get cold.
Fried pork cutlet doesn’t taste good once it’s cold!”
“I know.”
Kokoro narrowed her eyes and looked at her sister, remembering the dinner photo she had seen on her phone earlier.
So Onee-chan is exchanging photos with someone?
What exactly is her relationship with that person named Suo Suto?
He’s actually making Onee-chan care this much!
The fried pork cutlet in the photo looked golden and tempting.
Beside it were a bowl of tofu miso soup and a portion of simmered vegetables.
Suto glanced at it and typed a compliment.
[Suto: It looks much better than what I made.]
[Katsura Kotonoha: Not at all.
Suo-kun’s fried fish looked delicious too.]
[Suto: Are the bowl and chopsticks across from you your mother’s?]
[Katsura Kotonoha: No, they belong to my younger sister.
Her name is Katsura Kokoro.]
[Suto: Katsura-san has a younger sister?
I’m jealous.]
[Katsura Kotonoha: She’s very mischievous!]
[Suto: All right, let’s stop here for now.
I won’t disturb Katsura-san’s dinner.]
It felt so nice to have a friend willing to share things and chat with her.
Kotonoha reluctantly put down her phone.
Kokoro reminded her from the side, “Onee-chan, hurry up and eat!
The fried pork cutlet is going to get cold!”
“Mm, I know.”
Kotonoha picked up her chopsticks, put her hands together, and closed her eyes.
“Thank you for the food.”
Then she began quietly eating in small, careful bites.
Although tonight’s food had cooled down a little, she somehow felt that it tasted better than usual.
..
Suto reopened a street magician’s performance video.
[Moonlit Trickster—Kaitou Kid]
Suto stretched out his finger and tapped the video open.
In the footage, moonlight poured down like a spotlight, and a figure suddenly appeared.
He wore a pure white formal suit unstained by dust.
Beneath his tall top hat, the chain of the monocle over his right eye swayed gently in the wind, while his broad cape fluttered behind him like spread white wings.
Suto seriously looked at the phantom thief on the screen.
This person was not actually the real Kaitou Kid, but a famous cosplay blogger imitating his outfit.
Suto knew that Kaitou Kid’s real identity was Kuroba Kaito.
Like him, the other party was also an ordinary high school student.
If Suto ever lacked money in the future, he could consider using the same method he thought of using on Eriri to ask Kaito for some money.
Compared to Eriri, Kaito’s other identity was far more impossible to reveal to the public.
He definitely would not want his identity exposed either.
However, doing that would also be much riskier.
After all, that arrogant phantom thief was not as “harmless” as Eriri.
He wouldn’t be persuaded by a few words.
After thinking for a moment, Suto shook his head and gave up on the idea.
He had many ways to make money.
There was no need to threaten such a troublesome person.
However, even if he didn’t have the courage to threaten him, he still had the courage to borrow his fame.
Looking at the large number of comments and messages beneath this cosplay video, another idea surfaced in Suto’s heart.
If this blogger could imitate Kaitou Kid, why couldn’t he?
Kaitou Kid was so famous.
When Suto started livestreaming street magic later, he could also prepare a similar formal suit and borrow some of that traffic.
For such a small matter, Kaitou Kid probably wouldn’t mind.
To be safe, Suto deliberately searched for topics related to Kaitou Kid and discovered that many people online had indeed cosplayed him before.
There were also plenty of people cosplaying Kaitou Kid at real-life conventions.
This should be something Kuroba Kaito was happy to see.
The more people imitated him, the harder it would be for the police to identify the real phantom thief.
Aside from that, Suto also found a very interesting piece of news related to Kaitou Kid.
It was something that had happened this afternoon.
[A theft notice appears at Jinbo Art Museum.
The sender signs as the mysterious Cat’s Eye.]
Suto tapped open the news article.
Quite a few netizens in the comments were guessing whether this “Cat’s Eye” was another alias used by Kaitou Kid.
But Suto knew that [Cat’s Eye] and [Kaitou Kid] had nothing to do with each other.
He remembered that the three Cat’s Eye sisters’ first target was Jinbo Art Museum, and their goal this time was to retrieve a painting by their father, Heinz, that had ended up there.
“So tonight should be Cat’s Eye’s debut.”
Suto silently thought to himself.
He had no interest in Cat’s Eye’s target, but he was very interested in the café they ran.
After all, that was a place where three [Heroines] lived together.
If he visited their café often and managed to become friends with them, that would be an excellent thing.