“Oh hush, you’re just trying to make me feel better for being such a shoddy private eye." She laughed, before slanting her head and raising her brows, "I read every single story about Sherlock when I was younger, (and revisit them still today), but it hasn’t seemed to do me a load of good. Alright, alright, enough self-pity for now.
Let me think for a moment, I bet I’m just over-deducing." Bone. Flora. Plane. Ancient. Plane, ugh, it always came back to that- so what places apart from an airport would have a plane, in Tokyo? Well it was a big city, come on Emi, consider your options. Can you make a list of places we’re not going to? Flora but not floral- no parks, no botanical gardens, no sakura trees. Ancient, but not outdated, that marked away the temples and monuments, because admittedly (while still being beautiful and good sights to see) they were markedly outdated. Bone. Bones. Not a graveyard, thank god, that’d be a peculiar date unless streaming horror movies against the wall of the arrangements office (they’d had a few events like that in highschool).
What bones could you visit and take interest in? Fossils. Oh… Oh wait… bone, flora, plane, ancient. Ancient… History.
It dawned on her like a slap across the face, the poor young journalist burying her face in her hands for a few moments, before collapsing into a fit of laughter. "Oh I really am awful, how could I not have gotten that? You really have to stop being so sweet to me Hakuba-sama, I could have been much quicker if I hadn’t streamlined all of my thought on my first idea.”
“7-20 Ueno Park, Taito-ku, Tokyo 110-8718.
Goodness gracious, I feel so silly. I’m sorry to have rambled at you. And to think- I’ve visited there with Akira on no few occasions.“
The detective laughed, but it was not a cruel sound. He was amused, yes, but it was more that she was so refreshingly humble than anything else. Hakuba glanced at her, briefly, before turning back to the road with a broad, lop-sided smile.
"Perfect. Not to worry, Himura-san… it takes a lot of practice. I’m pleased to hear that you’re no stranger for where we are going, as well… It reassures me that I’ve been correct in my assessment of your person, and means that I haven’t been misguided in not allowing us nearly enough time to explore the entire museum.”
Hakuba merged through traffic, on the way to the exit. “I’ve somewhere very specific I’d like to take you. So tell me,” he changed the subject, feeling quite pleased with how everything was going thus far. “What is your favorite phase of the moon?”