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Full Text The San Francisco Cookie Mystery (Part 6) | Contents The sun was already starting to set on the path back home. The winter solstice had passed, so the days should be getting longer, but it didn’t feel like it at all. The road we were taking was a narrow path lined with old

Full Text The San Francisco Cookie Mystery (Part 5) | Contents | The San Francisco Cookie Mystery (Part 7) The “appraisal meeting” was arranged to be held on Monday after school. After classes ended, the school building began to be enveloped in the noise of students leaving and doing club activities. The sounds of music

Full Text The San Francisco Cookie Mystery (Part 4) | Contents | The San Francisco Cookie Mystery (Part 6) Before going to sleep, I briefly summarized my conversation with Kengo and sent a message to Osanai-san from my mobile phone. When I woke up the next morning, I received a concise reply from Osanai-san. “Art

Full Text The San Francisco Cookie Mystery (Part 3) | Contents | The San Francisco Cookie Mystery (Part 5) It was a bit of a shame that we had to cut our meeting at the family restaurant short. We agreed that it was probably not a good idea to be out past ten o’clock, even

Full Text The San Francisco Cookie Mystery (Part 2) | Contents | The San Francisco Cookie Mystery (Part 4) Winter days are short, so it was already dark when I reached home. I contacted Osanai-san at that time. The story wasn’t that complicated, but it was hard to share subtle nuances over the phone. Thus