The next day, Takumi sent the original poster by express mail. He didn't choose fax because express delivery could also arrive in a week.
After sending the poster, he sent a text message to Kenta-kun from his mobile phone:
"Can you take me online when you have time? I'll treat you to a meal."
Takumi wanted to search online for news about Detective Conan. He didn't have an ID card, but he vaguely remembered that Kenta-kun would search online. 'That guy must have some way.'
"I'm sorry, I can't today!"
However, Kenta-kun's reply was disappointing: "My father is home and cannot go out."
Takumi felt very sorry. He looked at his address book. Besides Kurosawa and Aika, only Shiori was left. Although he didn't think Shiori would find out, Takumi sent a text message with the intention of making his best effort.
The result was unexpected.
"No problem, where are you?"
This academic bully did know how to get online. Takumi, surprised, sent her the address. It wasn't long before he saw Shiori. She was wearing a hat, and her face wasn't clearly visible.
"Thanks for your trouble..."
Takumi understood why Shiori was wearing a hat. He even felt a little sorry for that girl with a celebrity-like face. At the same time, he warned himself not to wear makeup every time he went out.
"It's okay, follow me!"
Shiori's voice was clear and pleasant. She held her hat and led the way, saying: "There's an unlicensed internet cafe on Hongxing Road. They don't care about ID cards. The price is a little higher. Don't treat me to a meal. Just help me pay for the internet!"
Takumi was a little stunned.
"You want to go online too?"
"Well, my parents don't like going online, and the network cable is broken." Shiori was about to leave Saitama Prefecture, and her family didn't need to renew the internet fee: "What about you? Is your network cable broken?"
"I don't have a computer at home."
Takumi shook his head and said, "I didn't subscribe to a data plan for my cell phone."
The data plan in Saitama Prefecture is very expensive. At that time, Takumi didn't consider it necessary, so he didn't subscribe. But now it's very inconvenient not to have internet. After moving to Osaka, he must prepare a computer and cell phone data.
Shiori led him into an alley. Several high school students came out of it. It was not a serious place.
"Is there any seating?"
Upon entering the room, Shiori naturally asked the internet cafe manager. She was a woman in her twenties with an ordinary appearance.
"There are no adjacent seats in the hall. Would you like a private room?" The internet cafe manager looked at them and said, "There are two computers in the small private room, 400 yen an hour."
"Private room, two hours."
Takumi immediately took out a 1,000 yen bill. He didn't like the crowded and noisy hall, which smelled too bad.
After paying, on the way to the private room, Shiori said enviously, "You're so generous."
Most high school students in Saitama Prefecture can't just pull out 4,000 yen to go online, which is a considerable amount for them. However, Takumi had the equivalent of a month's manuscript fees on his card, and that amount of money was insignificant.
He didn't explain and found the private room.
It was actually a small private room, with a sofa and two computers side by side, and nothing else.
Shiori sat inside, took off her hat, and skillfully turned on the computer, and Takumi closed the door and sat beside her.
"You trust me too much."
He turned on the computer, thinking that Shiori had very little awareness of prevention. 'She just went online with someone she had just met and took the initiative to sit down. Didn't she fear he would hurt her? This kind of woman seems so foolish, why does she have such a strong learning ability?'
"You're Yuna's classmate."
Shiori disagreed: "I believe she won't lie to me."
She and Yuna have been friends since childhood and have a deep friendship. Yuna introduced Takumi to her to show her that this boy is not a bad person.
But no matter what, Takumi still didn't appreciate her behavior. 'His first impression of Shiori placed her as an "ordinary girl." With a celebrity's appearance and the talent of a top student, Takumi still considered her an ordinary person. In this regard, Shiori was quite strange.'
"What search engine do you use?"
After turning on the computer, Takumi, who knew nothing about the internet, didn't know what to do. He looked at Shiori's computer and was stunned.
"Why...". Suddenly, he stopped and changed his words: "What are you looking at?"
Shiori's screen had several windows open, all with news about Detective Conan.
"Detective Conan, an original manga you must read!"
"A mystery story for young people; experts explain why Detective Conan is so popular!"
"Professor Sato, internet addiction expert: Video game addiction will lead to a decrease in teenagers' IQ. Why don't you read Detective Conan?"
The bright red title made it difficult for Takumi to ignore. He hadn't expected there to be so much news about Detective Conan, and judging by the quantity and clicks, it was very popular and eye-catching, as if the entire network was going crazy.
Shiori turned and looked at him.
"I'm preparing to participate in the holy war!"
She was proud, and then her eyes lit up: "By the way, didn't you return Weekly Shōnen yesterday? Have you read Detective Conan? How great! Isn't it great?"
Holy War?
Takumi had many doubts, but he still nodded: "It's not bad."
"Good! I'll add you to a group!" Shiori pointed to the chat and said: "Log in first, I'll add you later."
Takumi was stunned: "I don't have an account."
"What is that? How come you don't even have this?!" Shiori seemed surprised, leaned over to help Takumi open the chat, and clicked to register: "Fill in the information and register."
Takumi had no choice but to fill in the information.
"What is a holy war?"
he asked while typing.
"It's a group of people who are going to destroy the enemy's forums and websites!" Shiori clenched her fists and said with great impetus: "My sisters and I have prepared 3,000 people today to completely paralyze the official forum of the Japanese Reasoning Association and vent our anger!"
Takumi stopped moving his hands.
"Why?"
'He didn't want to make a joke for no reason, and wasn't it illegal?'
"It's really annoying to talk about this. Yesterday, a sister from our group went to the Mystery Association forum to promote Detective Conan, but people insulted her! They said her characters were ugly, mediocre, and boring, that the author was sensationalist, and that the readers were senseless followers!" Shiori looked like an angry tigress, her teeth grinding.
"Those people must have seen that Detective Conan was popular, and then their own mystery novels didn't sell, so they became psychologically imbalanced and started talking nonsense!"
"But they dared to insult my male god, I must make them apologize!"
'Male god...'
Takumi was stunned. 'Could his male god be the author?'
"Who is your male god?"
he asked.
"Do I need to say?" Shiori replied decisively: "Of course it's Japan's number one young detective, Conan, the male protagonist of Detective Conan!"