Petit Bourgeois

Petit Bourgeois Volume 7: The Vienna Sachertorte Mystery (Part 5)

Part 4 | Contents | Part 6 Since we’d been sworn to secrecy, the only people who knew that Shima Taiga’s objet had been damaged was me, Shimai-san, Sawami-san, Aotagawa-kun, and Koumura-sensei. …is what I would like to say, but that wasn’t the case. Of course, Koumura-sensei would inform the school, and the rest of […]

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Petit Bourgeois Uncollected Stories: The London Scones Mystery (Full Text)

Previous Story | Contents For some reason, let’s assume that I was caught by an English assassin. He is cold and ruthless, trying to kill me because he thinks I’m a nuisance, even though I wasn’t his original target. While cleaning his gun, he asks me. “Japanese, have you ever baked scones?” As I sat

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Petit Bourgeois Uncollected Stories: The Rome Gelato Mystery (Full Text)

Previous Story | Contents | Next Story I’m not sure if it’s good or bad, but Osanai-san and I have encountered strange mysteries quite often. Most of these mysteries were presented to us as “problems to be solved,” but there were also times when we were the first to notice something strange that no one

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The San Francisco Cookie Mystery

Petit Bourgeois Uncollected Stories: The San Francisco Cookie Mystery (Full Text)

Contents | Next Story Table of Contents 1 The beginning of a mystery is a newspaper. The first is a newspaper, the next is also a newspaper, and the next one too, and then the next one would be a cookie. Which means this. One winter day, after returning from school, I opened the newspaper

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The San Francisco Cookie Mystery

Petit Bourgeois Uncollected Stories: The San Francisco Cookie Mystery (Part 7)

Full Text The San Francisco Cookie Mystery (Part 6) | Contents The winter days are short, and the way back home was already getting dark. The winter solstice had passed, so the days should be getting longer, but it didn’t feel like it at all. On the way back, we walked side by side. We

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