Be grateful, there will be no lemons or Smuts (maybe)
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Before you continue to the story, I want you to watch this video. It's 30 minutes, if you want to read this story first it's okay. I ever watch this video on YouTube before, and it's really cute. Okay, to the story everyone. -A/N
Shuichi woke up and felt his head. He groaned. "Damnit." He cursed under his breath, covering his head with his pillow and let out another groan. His forehead is burning. "Eugh... Ugh! Urgh!" He frantically get out of his bed, running to the bathroom. He then kneeled infront of the toilet, about to throw up. "Agh! Ugh! BLERGGHHH!!!" He did. He did throw up a lot. After suffering in the bathroom for like ten minutes, Shuichi weakly closed the toilet the flushed it. He staggered to his bed to lie down. He covers himself with his blanket to stop his shivering, no matter how hot it would be. He's sweating, trembling, feeling hot and cold at the same time. "What the hell..." he muttered. Shuichi picked up his phone and checked his chat. His friend, Kei, have been waiting in his office. Kei : Shuichi? You up yet? Kei : You're the head detective, right? You better hurry. Kei : I'm waiting! "Just great..." he have the highest rank in his office. Kei is his best friend. Again, he let out another groan, and quickly get ready. He grabbed his hat to cover his red face. 🔍🔎 "Morning, everyone..." Shuichi said weakly to his ancilarries. "Morning!" said his friends. Although they're his ancillaries, he still consider them as his friends. Shuichi rushed to his own office room. (Kyoko will be here too) "Hey, Shuichi!" A voice called. It's Kei. "Oh.. Kei. What is it?" Shuichi asks. "Here, Shuichi. A file about a case." "oh, okay, I'll open this." Shuichi opens the file. He reads it. (Forgive me, I don't know how a case file works.) Case no. 40 Case : Murder Motive : Unknown
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(Art by me, do not steal) Name : MisakoYamazaki Age : 24 Cause of death : Stabbed in the spine Status : Office co-worker Height : 162 cm Weight : 47 kg Gender : Female 🔎🔎 Shuichi closes the file, sighing in a shaky breath then coughed a little. "Shuichi? Are you okay? You seem a bit off." Kei asked. "I-I'm okay. Just a little tired." Shuichi smiled at his friend. But then quickly gets back to the topic to distract Kei from worrying about him. "So, this victim appears to be 24 years old, a female, has 162 cm height. 47 kg weight. An office co-worker." "Misako Yamazaki huh... I ever heard of her name.." Kei mumbled. "Yeah.. Wait. She's from that popular company, right?" "I think so. Ah! I remember! Misako is one of the employees of (company name)! I know! She's quite popular that time." Just as Shuichi said that, the telephone rings. It's from Misako's friend. "Help! My friend! She's d-dead!" The person said, crying. She explained the location as Kei writes in his notes. 30 minutes later, Shuichi, Kei, and Kyoko (did I explain about her? Nope. Just this.) arrived to the victim's house. Yes, she was killed while she was in her room, working in her laptop.
⚠Blood warning!⚠
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