I Thought My Regular Customers Were Just Chuunibyou

There is a regular customer at Café Poirot. Fixed time, fixed seats, fixed people. Amuro Tooru can often hear the other party making phone calls and typing on the keyboard, but the content of the phone calls is a bit too strange. For example: all the cards have become transparent, a man has no money to eat and I want to give him five yuan, there are too many civet cats, Master Fox Fairy's rice is salty today... Etc. Toru Amuro thinks that these are not problems. Which Japanese doesn't have chuunibyou? Until one day, he heard news about the mission of his undercover organization from this regular customer... Toru Amuro: My frequent visitor, it turns out that everything you talked about is true? ? Intention: People who eat melons are walking on the road of eating melons