It was a very loud day for the Armed Detective Agency — there was a fishing trip that had been planned, and all conversations’ topics had been set on it, as it wasn’t every day that everyone had a free schedule suddenly.

“Here’s the bait for the fishing rod.”

Kunikida was sitting beside you on a bench nearby the pier, carrying a large bucket of bait. It was a wonder that he always dedicated himself to whatever task he had…

“What? Don’t expect me to tie it for you.”