Ota smiled at their invitation to yakitori, but he decided to keep watching Miyuki, even though other detectives would stay. Miyuki insisted they all watch from outside the apartment.
yakitoriAfter parking in Ikebukuro, Takamatsu led them across a wide street into a warren of pedestrian lanes that led away from the station. “I hope you like sake and yakitori.” He spoke to Ishii more than Hiroshi.
yakitori“My two favorite food groups,” Ishii replied.
“And I hope you don’t mind standing?”
Ishii smiled. “That way you won’t fall asleep if you drink too much.”
Takamatsu turned to Hiroshi. “See, she went to America, but remained a real Japanese.”
The buildings sloped to four or five stories punctuated by rickety one-story shops. At the end of one lane, Takamatsu headed up the stairs of a b
