Case NOT Closed - Chapter 47: Client, Natsuki Koshimizu

Unconsciously, spring has come to an end.

Time hurried by, and summer has arrived.

As the weather gets warmer, pedestrians on the streets gradually dress cooler.

Short sleeves, short skirts, sun hats, and umbrellas appear one after another.

Komemon Law Firm.

Haibara knelt on the sofa, watching Kensuke playing video games as usual on the boss’s chair, couldn’t help but sigh.

“With such nice weather, you’re holed up in the office doing this kind of thing. Don’t you think it’s a waste?”

“If I stop, Link and Princess Zelda will be disappointed.”

Kensuke didn’t even look up, his hands tapping on the buttons of the NS console.

He was playing a game called “The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom,” released by Nintendo on the NS console just this month. Kensuke had queued for half an hour in Akihabara to get his hands on it.

“Darn it, it’s dropping frames again.”

Midway through the game, it malfunctioned, causing Kensuke to curse loudly and forcefully shut down the console.

“These blood-sucking capitalists at Nintendo can’t even make a decent game console. They sell us this kind of electronic garbage, with their conscience eaten by dogs!”

Haibara rolled her eyes. “Do you even listen to what you’re saying?”

“I said they’re blood-sucking capitalists with no conscience. Is that wrong?”

“No, no, no, shouldn’t someone else be saying that?”

“What’s wrong with me saying it? I’m a consumer.” Kensuke sneered. “Do you think I’m one of those worthless gamers who can’t even figure out their own stance? Consoles are garbage, phones are garbage, computers are garbage. Consumers should curse, not act like pigs and defend the manufacturers like this, it’s really brainless.”

“No, that’s not what I meant…”

Haibara was speechless, helplessly rubbing her forehead.

Kensuke especially loved playing games. When it came to gaming matters, he would become like this, and talking to him would be like talking to a wall.

After a moment of thought, Haibara said, “Now that you’ve earned so much money, shouldn’t you use it wisely?”

Kensuke glanced at her. “How should I use it? Invest? Stocks? Funds? Do finance? Business? Make money with money?”

Kensuke had thought about this kind of thing too.

He loved money so much, of course, he wanted to make more of it.

But that was hard to achieve.

Doing finance wasn’t just about the risk market; it was manipulated by people.

Kensuke had a clear understanding of himself. He wasn’t that kind of monstrous all-rounder. His skill points weren’t even in that area. Forcing himself into it would only make him a foolish sheep to be torn apart by the wolves.

Other than law, he had no intention of doing anything else.

And what about copying novels from his previous life, or copying manga? Come on, how do you know if a different worldview will make what you copy popular? These literary creations that involve being successful also depend on luck.

So far, Kensuke has solved three court cases.

Adding up the fees, there was now less than ten million left, and a certain amount had to be deducted for taxes.

Taxes had to be paid. Every time Kensuke received money, he would go to the National Tax Agency. He didn’t want any handle falling into someone else’s hands.

What can you do with ten million in Tokyo? Can you even buy a toilet?

“So, save your money properly and don’t think about other nonsense.”

Kensuke patted Haibara’s head.

Haibara gave him a disdainful look and slapped his hand away.

“Stop touching my head all the time. I’m not really a child.”

“If I don’t touch your head, where else can I touch you?”

“Oh? Can’t figure it out, huh? Where do you want to touch me?”

“Stop thinking about it. I’m not interested in flat-chested brats like you.”

“You pervert! Get lost!”

The office was filled with flying documents for a moment.

Both of them wielded brooms, like Oda Nobunaga vs. Tokugawa Ieyasu, fighting fiercely, with no light from the sun and moon.

Amidst the commotion…

At that moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

The two temporarily ceased fire, and Kensuke straightened out his disheveled clothes, signaling Haibara with his eyes to go open the door.

Opening the door, there stood a young girl with short brown hair.

She had a delicate appearance, with a hint of nobility between her eyebrows, the type of girl who resembled a boy.

“Hello, is this the Komemon Law Firm?”

“Yes, welcome.”

“Sorry to bother you.”

It seemed that the client had come to entrust a case.

With business coming in, Kensuke wouldn’t neglect his manners.

After instructing Haibara to make tea, the two began to negotiate.

“My name is Natsuki Koshimizu, twenty years old, and I’m a private detective.”

The young girl introduced herself first.

“Oh? A detective?”

Kensuke raised an eyebrow.

“It’s quite rare for a detective to come to a lawyer for help.”

Natsuki Koshimizu nodded. “Yes, I used to live in the Kyushu region in southern Japan. I saw your name in the newspaper and specially came to Tokyo to seek your help in a lawsuit.”

“You came all the way from Kyushu?”

Kensuke squinted his eyes.

“I’m curious, what kind of lawsuit would make you come all the way from Kyushu? Aren’t there any other lawyers there?”

Natsuki Koshimizu nodded.

“It’s not that there aren’t other lawyers, but I feel you’re more suitable,” Natsuki Koshimizu explained.

“Oh? How so?” Kensuke looked at her with interest, eager to hear her explanation.

Natsuki Koshimizu smiled. “Do you remember the Tatsuya Nagai case from some time ago?”

“Of course, the defendant went to prison.”

The Tatsuya Nagai case had also made headlines in major media outlets and circulated throughout Japan and online. Not because Kensuke was exceptionally skilled in that case or defeated some powerful opponent, but because he gathered evidence that turned a civil lawsuit into a criminal case, leading to the suspect being sent to prison. Such occurrences were quite rare. Lawyers typically wouldn’t go beyond their client’s instructions. In a world with such high crime rates, it was considered quite unusual.

Natsuki Koshimizu stared at Kensuke for a while.

After a moment, she suddenly said, “In that case, Komemon-san, did you use an unusual method in this lawsuit?”

“Oh, you know about that,” Kensuke raised an eyebrow, readily admitting it. After all, anyone could see that the main evidence, the photos taken by Haibara, clearly showed the defendant pushing the plaintiff down the stairs, indicating premeditation.

“But so what? Everything I did was legal! A lawyer’s job is to speak for justice! The public will understand me! We absolutely cannot let a bad person go! Light must fight against darkness!” Kensuke rattled on, looking very serious.

Standing beside him, Haibara rolled her eyes , thinking. This guy was at it again, full of lies and nonsense.

However, the girl in front of them, Natsuki Koshimizu, didn’t seem easily fooled.

She smiled slightly and said, “I agree with what you said, it makes sense.”

She paused.

“But what I’m talking about is your method of sending the other party to jail.”