Editing Internet Shrine Maiden Tsugumi-chan:Volume1 Chapter4 (section)

===Part 4===

Back in the seaside restaurant, Hisame Kouga sat alone at the low table researching something on his laptop when a sexy adult woman began bringing him all sorts of things.

“Here, have an iced coffee.”

She was the restaurant’s manager. In other words, the gyaru sister and straitlaced sister’s mother.

She had a lot going on. How did she make a perfectly ordinary apron look so sinful? Apparently the sum of the gyaru sister and the straitlaced sister did not give you a normal person.

“We also have waffles, pancakes, donuts, and fries. We’ve started focusing more on frying instead of just using the griddle.”

“I can’t eat all this.”

“Don’t worry, you don’t have to pay. It’s all on the house! Really, I should be giving you even more. Hee hee. As thanks for protecting those ultra complicated daughters of mine!!”

Uh. oh. Now this was awkward in a very different way.

“Wow, I this your work?”

As soon as the dangerously sexy adult girl(?) left, a different girl entered.

An elementary schooler. The landlord’s daughter, Hanagushi Temari.

“Getting some work in outside the office? You grownups have it so easy. Oh, and if you are going to buy a new air conditioner for your office, make sure it uses the same hose size. If it ends up leaking, I will slap you.”

For how much she complained, it didn’t take her long to take a seat on the detective’s lap.

Just plopped on down there.

But with the low table, she couldn’t fit her legs underneath very well and ended up squirming.

“What the heck? Is this a hermit crab charging stand? That’s so lame. But I’d feel bad for the poor thing, so I maybe I should give it a home.”

“I’m not giving it to you.”

“…Ohh? Fine, whatever.”

Temari sensed something more to that flat refusal, which seemed to amuse her.

“Now, what is this poor slacker looking at?”

The landlord’s daughter checked the laptop’s screen and sighed.

Apparently the concept of privacy was beyond her.

“Yeah, you should be careful around the Otsugo Water Level Control Canal. That area is being managed.”

“…?”

After a moment of thought, the detective caught on.

His landlord’s family owned a lot of land and buildings across New Sea City. And now Temari said to be careful and that that area was being “managed”.

“Don’t tell me.”

Ignoring his laptop, the detective snatched up his folding phone from the table, but he couldn’t get through using social media, ordinary email, or even a phone call.

The girls must have already entered a haunted location because he couldn’t reach Yahirodono Tsumugi’s phone.