"Amuro-san, what kind of person do you think Sumire-san is?" Azusa asked out of nowhere as she wash the plates and other utensils in the sink, a far off look displayed on her face. The blonde triple face agent gave her a confused look in response before countering her question with another question for the moment to know what's possibly going on inside Azusa's head.
"What's with the sudden curiousity?" He questioned in pure confusion as his co-worker isn't one to just invade someone's privacy and let alone do that to someone she just met.
"I searched her name online the day we first met her to look up for her works since Ran-san mentioned her being an actress. Some articles said that she's very private about her personal life and that she actually isn't that approachable." Azusa replied, drying her hands with a clean paper towel before fishing her phone out of her pocket to show the dark skinned male her search history along with some of the articles circulating rumors and theories about the actress' possible mysterious life behind the camera.
Some about her lying about her age, having some of her features altered, being married to a rich famous guy, and even going as far as to say that Sumire pays for her roles, which is truly absurb as she never once took main roles as to not draw too much attention but considering that she inherited her mother's talent in acting, she still manages to stand out.
"Aren't you just overthinking her actions?" Amuro said with a reassuring smile, though unsure of how to address the situation himself as he only knew of Sumire for being Kudo Shinichi's older sibling and being a skilled FBI agent that he have to set his eyes on.
"But Amuro-san, she easily introduced herself despite being described as a massive introvert." The raven haired waitress retorted in disbelief, having a feeling that there's more than meets the eye with the ash blonde actress. As if the actress is only letting on what she thinks is necessary, deeming the rest of herself unimportant enough for others to know... Only revealing what she chose to reveal when she choose to reveal herself.
"Maybe she's an ISTP." The blonde triple face of the Public Security Bureau guessed, placing his thumb and pointer finger under his chin as he think.
"Huh?"
"Those people who have that kind of personality tends to be friendly but very private. They expresses themselves logically, focus on the present and prefer to go with the flow of things."
While on the other hand...
"You kids want anything? My treat." Sumire smiled at the five members of the Detective Boys, first meeting them after she decided to come along with Conan who planned on playing soccer with the rest of the members in the park in the last day of weekend. Ayumi, Mitsuhiko and Genta immediately cheered in excitement for the treat while the two 'mature' members of the squad just watched the scene unfold infront of them.
It's been three days since the heist and two days since Kuroba Kaito started living in the Kudo mansion under Sumire's supervision for safety purposes - which caused Sumire to have no choice but to take him to school every weekdays in Ekoda.
"Can we have the sandwiches at Cafe Poirot?" Ayumi asked the ash blonde lady, causing her to flinch a bit by the mere mention of the cafe. Haibara keenly watch the older lady - Conan introduced to them as Kudo Shinichi's sister and his distant relative - hesitantly nodded in reply to Ayumi, already having a hypothesis that the highschool detective's older sibling already knew of their state and is somehow involve with trying to put an end to the organization like how their parents are secretly doing.
"Get on the car. It'll be faster to get there." Sumire said as she opened the door of her red corvette for the kids to get in before going to the driver seat. The ride to the cafe is somewhat accompanied by a comfortable silence that everyone including the kids appreciates after getting exhausted.
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