The Missing Bread
One sweet bun disappears every morning
My name is Kenta, and I am a young .
I live in a small near the river.
My best friend Mio helps me with every case.
We keep a special book called the Case .
This morning, Mr. Sato came to my house.
He owns the small on Cherry Street.
"A sweet disappears every morning," he said sadly.
"One is gone from my each day."
Mr. Sato bakes fresh bread very early in the morning.
He puts the buns on a wooden by the window.
Every day, one sweet is missing at seven.
Nobody sees the , and the door stays .
I listened carefully and opened my Case .
I wrote the date and the name of the shop.
"This is a real ," I said to Mio.
Mio nodded and looked at my notes with me.
"The comes every single morning," she said quietly.
We decided to visit the the next day.
Mr. Sato smiled because he trusted us a lot.
"Please find my little bread ," he said.
That night, I could not stop thinking about the case.
Who takes only one sweet each morning?
A hungry cat, a bird, or maybe a person?
Tomorrow, our first real begins at the .