Scarlet Crimson [Light x Reincarnated OC]

Chapter 39

Chapter 39

It really sucked.

Apparently, something happened with L's side, causing Watari to directly leave as my surveillance person and be replaced with my dad. While it was good that the one babysitting me was my dad, and that L had sneakily given him more chance to bond with the scarred me, I was planning to ask Watari about the orphanage especially when he was under my orders.

But no, fate just had to kick me in the stomach because from that day on, Watari was never alone with me. Either L was in the room or another third person. Obviously, I couldn't ask in front of the other people, since L was basically treated as a mysterious being and Watari was known to never disclose anything about L.

I grumbled as dad lifted the newspaper from his face and looked at me with sincere eyes.

"Sayu, I wanna talk about-"

"I don't want to talk about it."

I glared at him harshly, earning a wince from his face. His tired expression grew more hurt as he barely whispered his next trembling words.

"I'm sorry, Sayu. I really am. If you need me to do anything, I will-"

I inhaled sharply before twitching my mouth into a larger scowl.

"Dad, I've told you before, and I'll say it again. I need time to get over the incident with mom. You can't force it." I crossed my arms in front of me, trying to look as stern as I possibly could.

"Even though you could have prevented it," his face turned pale like a ghost at my words before I stood up abruptly and marched into my room. I was honestly not a big fan of hurting him through methods like this. Abusing family love was the last thing I wanted to do.

But I had to do it for him to feel guilty.

I had to get rid of any lingering feelings of my actions.

I had to get rid of all my emotions while preserving my sanity.

Hurting him was no big deal. I repeated.

Do not falter.

These days, L seemed to be more stressed than ever despite his already fatigued-seemed self.

I watched him stare at the screen, never taking his eyes off for a minute as he listened to the recordings of the Yotsuba group that Yotsuba Kira was in. There was a group of 12 men at the table, and one of them was Kira.

L's eyes flickered back instantaneously between the thousands of deaths in the mafia, then back at the meeting information. He grunted and rubbed his finger onto his lips, biting the nails with his saliva.

"Was the fourth Kira in one of the mafia groups...?" I heard L whisper under his breath as Light studied the information carefully.

"Or could it be just a person who took over Kira's legacy but had more information than the news and wanted to confuse us?" Light suggested before passing L another stack of files. L's eyes glanced through them rapidly, turning his bored eyes back to the screen.

"No, I believe it is someone from the mafia," L shifted his crouching stance as he twiddled with his languid white shirt. "A rival group?"

I blinked dully as I pressed my lips together into a tight line, pondering on the speed it took L to figure that out. Flipping the page of my textbook, I continued to mind my own business in taking notes as the two young men discussed their theories.

"If that's the case, then there are over thousands of mafia groups in the underground," I watched as Light leaned over, taking his right hand that flashed his trusty old watch on his wrist.