While waiting for the meal, Minamoto Tamako brought up the murder case again, asking Fushimi Roku if he had any leads.
"Aren't you the captain? You must be smarter than us two vice-captains, right? I'm sure Captain Tamako already has some ideas. Come on, spill it, stop testing me." Fushimi Roku was too lazy to think. He quickly flipped through the menu to see if there was any dish that would take a long time to prepare.
If there was, he planned to dawdle there the whole afternoon.
"Well, I still want to hear your opinion first." Minamoto Tamako didn't have any ideas at all.
"I have no opinion, fully supporting Captain Tamako." Fushimi Roku raised his hand without lifting his head.
"No opinion at all, then what use are you?" Minamoto Tamako's temper flared up, unwilling to let Mr. Deer fool her: "I haven't settled the score with you for earlier. Did you often bully me because I was inexperienced, always calling me stupid, and couldn't see through such obvious things..."
